End of the line, Mei Ling

The air in Sumatra felt thick with anticipation. The ground trembled ever so slightly as the complex stood tall, a gleaming monument to Mei Ling’s ambition. The night sky was shrouded in thick clouds, hiding the moon and turning the jungle into a darkened abyss.

Inside the Phoenix Complex, Mei Ling was already deep within the heart of her operation. The terminal before her blinked with the pulse of life, screens displaying data streams and genetic sequences that only she understood fully. Her fingers danced across the touchscreen, finalizing the protocols she’d worked on for years. The Phoenix Serum was ready for mass deployment. The world would be reborn under her vision.

“This is it,” she murmured to herself, her eyes glittering with triumph. “The new world begins now.”