Li Chuan crouched low, avoiding the black sedan. He knew the green sun had changed everything, and he had to find the truth.

The streets, once bustling with life, now seemed empty under the green light. The once-busy port city of Chaoge was cloaked in a silent, invisible threat. The familiar noises of daily life had disappeared, replaced by an eerie stillness that hung in the air.

He stopped, glancing up at the sky. The green light filtered through the clouds, casting an ominous glow over the city. Li Chuan recalled a news article he had seen earlier: "The Order Bureau accused of controlling events—citizens express concerns."

"Ever since the sun turned green, nothing’s been the same..." Li Chuan muttered to himself.

Taking a deep breath, he found the air thick with the greenish glow, making it hard to breathe. Even the sound of the tide lapping against the port felt slower, deeper—like everything was weighed down.

His attention was drawn to a glowing electronic screen at the corner of the street. Lines of text scrolled across the screen, bathed in that same eerie green glow: "The Order Bureau announces that the Peacekeeping Plan is in full effect to ensure the stability of the Seven Nation Alliance."

A knot tightened in Li Chuan's stomach. What was the Order Bureau covering up?

He had to act. He had to find answers. With newfound determination, he spun on his heel and made his way toward the nearest market.

The crowd bustled, and Li Chuan worked hard to keep his calm. But he could feel it—the black sedan was silently trailing him. He turned into a few alleyways, trying to blend in with the people.

Then, the low buzz of a drone reached his ears. Li Chuan's pulse quickened. They’d found him. He quickened his pace and slipped into a narrow alleyway.

The alley was filled with discarded mechanical parts and debris. Li Chuan glanced behind him several times to ensure the black sedan hadn't followed.

Suddenly, a shadow crept behind him. Li Chuan whipped around to find two dark-suited agents blocking the entrance to the alley.

"You’re not getting away, Li Chuan," one of them said coldly, a faint light flickering from the bio-tracker in his hand.

His breath came in quick gasps, cold sweat running down his spine. He pressed his back against the cold wall. People nearby continued on with their lives, unaware of what was happening in the alley.

Before Li Chuan could think of a way out, one of the agents stepped forward and delivered a hard blow. His vision blurred as he collapsed, cold steel shackles clicking around his wrists.

The agent sneered as he stepped closer. "Did you really think you could escape?"

Li Chuan glared up at him, defiant. "I don’t know anything!"

The agent smirked, waving the tracker in his hand. "Knowing or not doesn’t matter anymore. Your fate was sealed long ago."

At that moment, the black sedan quietly pulled up at the alley entrance. The car door opened, and a tall man stepped out. Li Chuan struggled, trying to free himself, but it was futile. He was dragged into the car, helpless.

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As he was thrown into the back seat, his body trembled. The world around him started to blur.

The neon lights of the city flickered on as usual. People continued their daily routines, unaware that Li Chuan had just been taken. As the car door slammed shut, it felt like the final nail in the coffin of his freedom.

The car sped through the dim streets, the atmosphere inside heavy and suffocating. His wrists were tightly bound to the seat. He stared blankly out the window, barely hearing the muffled conversation between the agents in the front.

Their voices cut through his haze.

"Can you believe we’re chasing down someone like him? What a waste of time," the agent in the passenger seat scoffed, glancing back at Li Chuan.

Humiliation and fear twisted inside him. His mind raced—why had the Order Bureau come after him? What was his connection to the "Green Sun"?

As these thoughts swirled, the car suddenly jolted. The dashboard lights flickered off, and the car veered wildly. The agents exchanged alarmed looks, immediately sensing something was wrong.

The world outside the car became unnaturally quiet. The air felt thick, almost frozen. The driver glanced in the rearview mirror, his eyes narrowing at the sight of static interference on the vehicle’s scanner.

"We’re being jammed," he muttered, quickly punching commands into the control panel. "Check it out."

The agent in the passenger seat nodded cautiously and gave a brief report to the command center before stepping out. He scanned the area with infrared but saw no immediate threat. Still, he kept his hand on his weapon, moving carefully toward the front of the car.

Just as he took his first step, a shadow shot out from the side. A fist connected with his neck, and he crumpled to the ground, his weapon clattering to the pavement with a sharp clang.

The other agents in the car scrambled to react, but the attacker moved quickly, closing in on them. With swift precision, he choked one of them into unconsciousness. At the same time, the vehicle’s communications systems were jammed, and the screens in the car glitched with static, slowing the agents’ reactions.

Li Chuan saw one agent raising his gun to fire. His heart raced. Without thinking, he kicked the agent’s side. The laser’s beam shot off course, shattering a window.

In the next moment, the shadowy figure was by his side. A small tool flashed in the dim light, and within seconds, the shackles around Li Chuan’s wrists were unlocked with a sharp click.

Li Chuan looked down at the deep red marks on his wrists, but there was no time to dwell on it. The stranger leaned in, his voice a firm command: "Move."

Li Chuan’s eyes widened as recognition hit him. It was the same man who had warned him about the green sun the day before.

There was no time to question him. Li Chuan followed without hesitation, sprinting through the narrow alley. The hum of drones buzzed in pursuit, but the stranger activated a multi-frequency jammer. A faint electrical sound hummed in the air, and the infrared signals blinked out of existence.

"We don’t have long. The jammer won’t hold them off forever," Old Zheng said in a low voice, urging Li Chuan to move faster.

They cut through the alleyways, finally ducking into an underground passage. Old Zheng stopped briefly to punch in a code on an old console. The machinery groaned to life, creating a temporary shield against the Order Bureau's tracking systems.

"Head to the abandoned factory. That’s where the answers are," Old Zheng’s voice was firm.

Li Chuan stared at him, his voice low. "Who are you? Why did you help me?"

"Zheng," the man replied, barely looking at him. "The factory is the only place you’ll be safe."

"Why me? I don’t know anything!" Li Chuan clenched his fists, the anxiety rising in his chest.

Old Zheng glanced at him, his voice even lower now. "Two years ago, the sun turned green. You’re one of the few who can still see its change. That’s why they’ve marked you."

"What?" Li Chuan's eyes widened, his voice urgent. "The sun turned green? Two years ago? I only saw it yesterday."

"They erased your memory," Old Zheng’s eyes darkened. "But you’re starting to wake up."

Li Chuan was stunned, his pulse racing. "So... they’re going to kill me?"

Old Zheng nodded grimly. "You’re a threat. They won’t let you live."

Li Chuan gritted his teeth, trying to steady the fear that churned in his stomach. "And the factory? How is it connected?"

"There’s truth hidden there. It’s your only chance of survival," Old Zheng’s voice grew more intense.

Li Chuan fell silent, considering his options. After a few moments, he nodded sharply. "Alright. I’ll go with you."

Old Zheng gave him a tired smile, patting him on the shoulder. "I can’t stay with you. But there will be others waiting at the factory. Just remember—you have to survive."