Her Rebirth of Retribution
Chapter 192 Why People Must Die

"Keep moving forward and be careful." "Yes, Ms. Calista."

The more they interacted with Calista, the more they found themselves believing in her. She was always composed, and her face rarely showed any emotion other than a cold smirk, a light laugh, or indifference. Though this made her seem somewhat unapproachable, it

also made it easy for people to trust her.

After passing through several stone chambers, the person leading the way up ahead came to a stop.

Elijah glanced at the instrument in his hand and reported, "Something's not right with the soil here. The detector found something beneath."

"It must be something like explosives," Calista speculated.

Levi said, "These are just trifles. Wait here for a moment."

After he finished speaking, he led his team to handle these minor nuisances. Once the bomb was defused, they smoothly made their way to a door.

The door, seemingly constructed from an unidentified metal, appeared incredibly sturdy. It was equipped with a password lock. Elijah informed her that this particular lock allowed only three incorrect attempts before the contents within would be destroyed.

"Ms. Calista, this isn't necessarily difficult. It's just that we're short on the right equipment. How about we come back tomorrow?" Elijah suggested, holding the instrument in his hand.

Calista glanced at the four-digit code. "Why don't we give it a try?"

"Try what?"

With a smile, Calista said, "When Uriah was plotting to blow up the refugee camp before, he also used a four-digit password, 4379. Why not give it a shot? We have three chances anyway." Everyone fell silent for a moment, but they knew they had to do as told.

"Step back a bit," Elijah instructed. Then, with great care, he punched in a four-digit code.

Everyone held their breath in anticipation. The only sound that broke the silence was a crisp "ding," followed by the mechanical hum of the door-it had opened.

Everyone was stirred with excitement. Derek and Elijah were the first to enter. No one knew what switch they had flipped, but suddenly, the entire cave was illuminated by tube lights. As Calista stepped inside, she was met with a sight of resources piled up like a mountain. There were weapons, gold bricks, drugs, and even boxes upon boxes of foreign currency.

In her previous life, she had never seen so much money. But now, all of this was hers.

It was only when she reached this point that she finally revealed a genuine smile. Her eyes radiated a sense of dominance.

As they made their way back, their steps were noticeably lighter. However, upon seeing Rupert weeping beside the corpse, Calista couldn't help but feel a wave of sorrow. The pain of parting with a loved one was something one could never grow accustomed to. "Stop crying," Calista said in a dry tone.

Rupert's small face was a mess from crying. He simply couldn't stop the tears.

"My dad's gone... What do I do? What am I going to do without my dad..." Calista pulled him up, meeting his gaze.

"Though it's harsh, you must pull yourself together. Your mother is waiting for you down the mountain Even though you're only thirteen, with your father gone, you're the one who has to hold up this family now."

"I can't..." Rupert's eyes were filled with despair. "Dad's gone. Mom will be too... I'll be next... I just can't..."

"Snap out of it." Calista had no experience in coaxing people, but it was clear that her words were of no use.

Rupert continued to sob,

overwhelmed by the loss of his father and the uncertainty of the future. Coupled with the precarious state of his mother's health, his tears flowed so profusely that he was almost gasping for breath.

"What should I do? What am I supposed to do? I can't handle this. I can't be without my dad... Why did my dad have to die?" Rupert asked in a raspy voice.

Although the person who had brought up the corpse had already explained it to him, he still wanted to know why people must die.

His cries gradually wore down Calista's patience. She abruptly removed the mask from her face and told him off.

"Why? Let me tell you. It's because they were weak."

Rupert was taken aback.

Calista gazed at him, yet it seemed as though her focus was somewhere beyond him. Her eyes emitted a cold light.

"His weakness was the reason he couldn't protect his wife and child. It was his weakness that led to his expulsion, his poverty, his necessity to risk his life hunting, and ultimately, his death."

It took a moment for Rupert to comprehend her words. He stopped crying and glared at her.

"You're so cold-hearted! You're nothing but a devil!"

Rupert turned to flee, completely taken aback by Calista's true colors. He simply couldn't accept the way she had spoken in front of his father's remains.

Dad is already dead, yet she kept speaking ill of him, belittling him. Such a person has no compassion at all. She is nothing short of a devil.

He had barely taken a step when Calista grabbed him. She looked down, studying Rupert's face, which was a mix of fear and stubbornness. His gaze was somewhat fierce.

"Where do you think you're going? Do you really believe that running away will change anything?"

Rupert struggled fiercely. "Let me go! You're terrifying! You will never understand how upset I am! Let go, you devil!"

Calista scoffed, "Look at yourself

now, what a sight you are. Your

father may have been weak, but there's no denying he was a good man. He died clutching a rabbit, trying to fulfill his promise to bring you meat. And what are you doing? You're crying; you're in despair. Your body is already weak, and if your will is just as frail, then you'll end up like your father, putting all your effort into providing for the family, yet in reality, achieving nothing."