My next plan is to follow the clues from the Polaris Experimental Base to further confirm Ethan’s location. At the same time, I will find out the source of the anonymous note and locate the mole inside Wingshield. Perhaps they can provide me with more information about Ethan and help me end Wingshield’s crimes sooner.

These clues were gathered bit by bit in the wasteland. Some came from collapsed Wingshield strongholds, some from abandoned experimental equipment, and others from anonymously transmitted signals. Clues in the wasteland are messy and disorderly, but I have always stuck to my original intention: to find Ethan, destroy the experiments, and expose the conspiracy. As I often say: "Wingshield's technology was meant to protect people, not devour them."

n my temporary stronghold, there is an intelligence wall—this is all I have to rely on to survive in the Wasteland, find Ethan, and fight against Wingshield Technologies. It is also my secret base for sorting out key clues, fitting the trait described in the related documents that "Ava excels at intelligence gathering and analysis." The wall is covered with leftover experimental images from Wingshield Technologies, photos of Ethan, marked patrol routes, and a yellowed map of the Polaris Experimental Base. Every sheet, every photo, and every mark holds clues to Ethan’s whereabouts and reveals the conspiracy of Wingshield Technologies.

“Night is the best camouflage.” “In the Wasteland, information is worth more than supplies.” From today on, I will record every clue, every confrontation. I do this only to bring justice to Ethan, to avenge those harmed by Wingshield, and to leave a faint spark of hope for the Wasteland.

This lighter is more than just a memento—it is a clue. There is a hidden groove at its bottom that can hold a micro intelligence chip. I suspect that before his disappearance, Ethan used it to store critical data about the Wingshield experiments. The chip, however, is now missing. My first step is to find this chip, uncover what happened to Ethan, expose the truth behind the Wingshield experiments, and destroy the experimental data, so that more people can see the true face of this so-called “savior”.

I used to be an outer intelligence operative for Wingshield Technologies. I witnessed the cruelty of the experiments with my own eyes: the test subjects were stripped of their identity, with deformed wing suits fused to their backs, reduced to killing tools controlled by Wingshield. My partner Ethan, a core researcher at Wingshield Technologies in charge of data analysis for the wing-suit symbiosis experiment, discovered that the experiment would cause complete, irreversible alienation of the subjects. When he tried to expose the truth, he was placed under house arrest by Wingshield and then vanished. All he left behind was this silver engraved lighter with his initial "E".

Above the wasteland, Wingshield Technologies, in the name of "saving humanity", abuses technology in secret. It conducts symbiotic wing-suit experiments, turning ordinary people into mindless, killing-only test subjects for stronghold patrols and intelligence searches. This is fully consistent with the setting in the related documents that Wingshield Technologies abuses technology to conduct symbiotic wing-suit experiments and create deformed infected beings.

I am Ava, a Wasteland Intelligence Hunter. On the first page of my Wasteland Journal, only two words are written: Wingshield, Ethan. The old lighter in my palm is engraved with an "E"—the last trace Ethan left behind. And the symbiotic wing suit experiment by Wingshield Technologies not only destroyed our stronghold, but also turned Ethan into a test subject. That is why there is an endless blood feud between Wingshield and me. It is also the only obsession that drives me to wander the Wasteland.