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Chapter 153 A High-Tech, Low-Cognition Race! The Collapsed Elf Prisoners! (Seeking monthly votes at the beginning of the month!)
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"Haha...look, you tore down her psychological defenses with just one sentence!"

Hearing her colleagues' cheerful laughter, Tang Huanzhu's lips curled into a smile as she pointed to the subtle twitching of Annie's face in the playback footage.

"Don't be happy, first record this close-up of her expression to create a new emotional model. It's rare to see this girl so emotionally out of control!"

"Roger that!"

Everyone busied themselves recording the female elf's facial expressions and brainwave data as she broke down, and documents were printed out one after another.

Just as I was preparing to save the data and analyze it step by step with my colleagues, I heard a sound outside.

Tang Huanzhu knew that the team leader had arrived.

As soon as she stepped out, she saw Gong Pengfei leading several fully armed soldiers in.

Behind them was a movable bed, on which lay Lani, who was in a coma.

"Team Leader Gong!"

Tang Huanzhu immediately handed over a freshly printed analysis report.

"This is the target's emotional fluctuation data and micro-expression analysis after we informed them of the information."

Gong Pengfei quickly scanned the document, and when he saw the almost vertically rising heart rate curve, he immediately flashed a bright smile, revealing a set of white teeth.

"Very good, a month's work has not been in vain."

He looked up at the door to the isolation room, his weary body filled with excitement.

"According to the doctor's calculations, the anesthetized prisoners will wake up in 35 minutes. We originally planned to transport them in directly, but it seems we'll have to wait a bit longer." Gong Pengfei's tone was playful and excited. "Let's wait patiently!"

"hey-hey……"

Gleeful laughter rang out from the special detention room.

In the nearby detention cell, after Tang Huanzhu left, Annis felt as if her world was collapsing.

This is by no means a good start.

The natural way of the green elf, originating from the depths of her blood, flowed in her heart like a clear spring. She desperately absorbed that tranquility, taking deep breaths again and again, trying to calm her erratic heartbeat.

But Tang Huanzhu's casual words earlier were like poisoned steel needles, piercing her most tender heart.

"No, nothing will happen to the noble Elf Kingdom!"

"We have countless elite soldiers and generals, the eternal protection of the Mother Goddess, and forbidden arts passed down through generations... Those despicable enemies will never succeed!"

She kept telling herself this, but she felt increasingly powerless.

Other voices echoed in my mind.

"What if something goes wrong?"

No...it can't be!

Two conflicting thoughts clashed and tore at her mind, driving her to the brink of madness.

She wore a special magical interference device around her neck, but Annies's intense emotional fluctuations at the moment did not stir up any magical particles in the illusion. Her pain and struggle were completely imprisoned within this flesh and blood body.

And this is exactly what humanity wanted.

Outside the isolation room, numerous interrogation experts and analysts stared intently at the wildly fluctuating curves on the screen, their faces filled with barely suppressed elation.

"Peak! Team leader, another peak!"

"This brainwave pattern seems to be the same as the fear patterns in humans. She must be struggling and desperate. If we obtain accurate brainwave data from other elf samples, we can deduce their emotions."

As brain-computer interfaces become increasingly precise, humans now possess a remarkable ability to probe people's thoughts.

Although the tests are only being conducted in a laboratory, the appearance of the spirits has provided numerous resources to laboratories researching human thought. If the transformation of the spirits' brainwave signals can be deciphered, it will greatly benefit human technology.

"Write it down! Create a separate file for all the data in this section!"

Gong Pengfei crossed his arms and looked at the brainwave diagram on the screen, which showed an increase in activity level several times over. His smile grew wider and wider.

The brain captured by this elf is now like an overloaded brainwave signal generator, continuously providing them with the precious data they've been longing for.

"Team leader, should we bring the elves in?" Tang Huanzhu asked again.

"How long will the anesthetic last?" Gong Pengfei's eyes remained fixed on the screen.

"Report, estimated time is 15 minutes."

"Give them another dose of anesthesia." Gong Pengfei waved his hand, pointed to the curve on the screen that was almost vertical, and smiled at Tang Huanzhu: "Look, what a beautiful sight. It's not easy to get her to see things clearly, and her mind is so active now. Sending her clansmen in now would be like pouring cold water into a pot of boiling oil. What a waste."

Tang Huanzhu understood immediately and nodded: "I understand, let her think about it for a while."

“That’s right.” Gong Pengfei rubbed his chin leisurely, his eyes gleaming with the light of a hunter spotting his prey. “Don’t disturb her yet, let her reminisce about the good old days of elves. Our database is still hungry, we need to feed it more.”

He paused, then a playful smile appeared on his face.

"Once she has calmed down and her mind is tired, and she thinks things have calmed down... then send her kinsmen in."
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Several kilometers away, inside the laboratory, the lights were on.

Professor Deng Dakang was wearing goggles, watching as Wang Hu carefully used tweezers to pick up a piece of magic stone fragment and pour it into the grinder next to him.

Just as I was enjoying the show, someone came in.

"what's up?"

"Reporting to Professor Deng, the items that President Su asked us to deliver have arrived!"

A soldier, his face still covered in woodland camouflage paint, strode in, followed by two others carrying a metal sealed box about half a person's height.

Deng Dakang raised an eyebrow slightly, exchanged a glance with Consultant Chen and the others, and then asked, "President Su? So urgent?"

"President Su said that these are treasures that were just taken from those elves, and he wants you and the consultants to take a look at them as soon as possible to see if we can learn from them."

As the soldier spoke, he deftly unlocked the sealed box.

The lid of the box popped open with a "bang," revealing a large number of spoils.

Inside the box, a dark green elven hooded robe lay quietly among the cushioning material.

In the other boxes, there were some oddly shaped bottles and jars and short swords that gleamed with an eerie light. The bows and arrows were elven shortbows, which were small but had a killing power that was almost comparable to some weak compound bows.

Several soldiers almost fell victim to the trap!

Their raid was a resounding success, capturing nearly eighty elves alive, and all their equipment naturally became spoils of war. They also obtained quite a few specimens of red maple trees.

Deng Dakang's gaze was instantly drawn to the robe. He quickly stepped forward and reached out to touch it.

"Professor, don't touch it!" The soldier in charge quickly stopped him. "There's something strange about this uniform, it's really weird!"

Deng Dakang paused.

Consultant Chen, stroking his beard, curiously approached and handed over a long probe: "Professor Deng, don't rush. Let's probe the situation first."

Deng Dakang took the long pole, carefully reached into the box, and gently lifted a corner of the robe.

An incredible scene happened.

The moment the robe was lifted, the original dark green began to flow as if it were alive, the color quickly fading from deep green to perfectly replicate the canvas texture of the surrounding military green tents, almost blending into the background.

"As expected, it's the same type as active optical camouflage. It can deploy on its own without any energy supply. This thing must have a unique energy supply system!" Even Deng Dakang, who had seen the amazing elf clothes before, couldn't hide his surprise at this moment.

"It actively captures and simulates ambient light! What's the principle behind that?" Consultant Chen exclaimed in surprise.

Deng Dakang looked at the Discipline Inspection Commission member and asked, "Young comrade, does it attack people? Tell me in detail about your experience!"

"When a person touches it, they get an electric shock, which is both numb and painful!" The soldier in charge of escorting the vehicle recalled the scene with lingering fear. "One of my comrades was trying to drag an unconscious elf away through his tactical gloves. He got an electric shock as soon as he touched the clothes. He said it felt like being shocked by a lighter."

"Later we found that after these elves lost consciousness, the electric shock from the clothes would be much less, but it would still be there, like static electricity, with a crackling sound."

Consultant Chen clicked his tongue in amazement: "In my opinion, this illegal artifact seems to be a living thing. It is probably connected to the spirit's energy and bloodline. When the person is strong, the garment is strong; when the person is weak, the garment is weak."

After Deng Dakang fully unfolded the robe with a long pole, a complex expression of regret appeared on his face.

"This...this is simply..." He couldn't find the right words for a long time, and could only shake his head and sigh, "What a waste!"

Consultant Chen also saw something amiss, stroking his beard as he said, "Professor Deng, what makes you say that? Such a treasure, capable of changing its appearance with the environment and concealing its form, is already an ability beyond the comprehension of even the gods and demons. Many in our scientific community can't even handle such equipment, can they?"

“Brother, look, this thing is really amazing. Back in our country, it would be the most advanced invisibility cloak technology, a revolutionary thing.” Deng Dakang pointed to the hem and hood of the robe with a long pole. “But look at the design. It’s just a robe, a robe with a hood.”

"Uh? Professor Deng, it was originally a robe!"

Deng Dakang shook his head and said, "Robes that do not follow the scientific basis of forest esotericism are too focused on beauty and have abandoned many practical values!"

Deng Dakang felt a pang of regret. If the elves possessed a military science mindset, humanity would likely be in grave danger during this battle.

Unfortunately, the other party had already revealed themselves from the very beginning.

The scientific and cognitive thinking of the elven race is severely lacking.

The elven robes are very powerful, allowing for invisibility and almost perfect camouflage in the jungle.

However, the elves were accustomed to the Middle Ages, and their robes could not cover their entire bodies; the infrared heat signatures of their ankles and heads were extremely obvious.

This isn't too fatal, because elves often hide in tall trees or in jungles, easily evading danger with a cloak.

But the others are just ridiculous.

Human drones often observe elves removing their clothes and hats to reveal their long, green hair exposed to the wind. Humans believe this is some kind of magical absorption or perception.

Because every time the elves do this, the detectors deployed remotely by humans can sense the faint magical fluctuations.

To humans, the elf's gesture of lifting his robe was the biggest flaw.

As the saying goes, if you only care about your head and not your back, then wearing the gear is the same as not wearing any gear at all.

Purely stubborn and inflexible!
It was because of this outrageous discovery that the humans who controlled the airspace situational awareness network were able to easily locate all the ambushing enemies, and then spend two days preparing various supplies to trap them like turtles in a jar.

"Advisor, what do you think of these elves' weapons and equipment?"

"Incredible, ingenious!" Advisor Chen stroked his beard. "However, as Professor Deng said, everything must be based on scientific thinking. While the elf equipment is 'very unique,' it lacks a scientific and practical approach, ultimately allowing our valiant warriors to take the lead. Alas... that's why they're so weak!"

"Advisor Chen, you're too modest!"

"Haha, Professor Deng, I just spoke from the heart!"

Deng Dakang took out the Changbai Mountain cigarettes that An Kang had given him, while Consultant Chen, who was wearing a Taoist robe, quickly took out his Zoop windproof lighter.

"Thank you!"

Deng Dakang didn't stand on ceremony and handed the cigarette to Advisor Chen first. He was about to do something when he noticed that Wang Hu had already taken out his own cigarettes and given them to the young soldiers who were delivering equipment.

The young soldiers were still quite reserved.

"Take it, don't be shy! Thank you all for the equipment."

"Haha, you're welcome, you're welcome! Squad Leader Wang, Professor Deng, we'll be going now!"

"it is good!"

After the soldiers left, Wang Hu put away his cigarette and then stood back next to Deng Dakang.

After puffing on his cigarette and exhaling a few smoke rings, Deng Dakang said, "Advisor, it seems we've been stuck in some misconceptions!"

Consultant Chen skillfully held his cigarette and flicked it: "Professor Deng, what makes you say that?"

"Aren't these elves' hooded robes beautiful?"

"Magnificent yet ethereal, simple yet light and graceful, naturally beautiful!"

“Yes, isn’t the beauty of simplicity, the beauty of lightness, and the beauty of science also about seeking simplicity and finding the least tolerance?” Deng Dakang exhaled a smoke ring and then said, “Previously, our research approach to special equipment was always to learn first and then replicate. But is this approach really the right one?”

"Professor Deng? I don't understand!"

"Because of previous tests and verifications, we are in a special scientific thinking trap."

Deng Dakang's voice was slightly unsteady as he gently traced the lifelike patterns on the elven robes with his gloved fingers.

Even though he was wearing protective gloves, he could still feel a tingling sensation.

"We care too much about scientific experience and are too eager to take shortcuts by following the successful experiences of the modern world."

He stubbed out his cigarette, but the movement was slow, as if he were pondering an extremely complex problem.

“Magic particles, extraordinary powers… these things are beyond the explanation of the physical laws of our world. But what about us? We keep using the yardstick of modern science to measure the pillars of this world, and of course, we keep hitting walls everywhere.”

Deng Dakang chuckled self-deprecatingly and glanced back at Wang Hu, who stood solemnly beside him.

"Isn't the best example right in front of us? Wang Hu, come here."

Wang Hu paused for a moment, then immediately stepped forward: "Here!"

"Tell me honestly, how similar are your initial drawings to those of Consultant Chen?"

Wang Hu's face immediately turned red. He scratched the back of his head and stammered for a long time, "Reporting to the professor, it doesn't look like... my handwriting... it looks like earthworms crawling."

Several soldiers around couldn't help but burst out laughing, then quickly suppressed it.

“But your success rate in drawing energy patterns in the early stages was one of the highest in the entire army’s tests.” Deng Dakang’s gaze returned to Advisor Chen. “While the soldiers, scientists, and even some experts in the pioneering team who are good at calligraphy and can replicate the patterns of special equipment perfectly, most of the things they draw are just pieces of waste paper.”

"We discovered long ago that willpower and belief are the key to driving extraordinary power. But what did we do? We acknowledge that it's idealistic, yet we desperately try to find a standard answer from a materialistic perspective. We want to mass-produce belief on a production line—isn't that absurd?"

Deng Dakang became increasingly agitated as he spoke, and couldn't help but wave his hand. "We are just people riding on the crumbling coattails of the old era... We actually tried... well, it's like in Stephen Chow's movies, using the sword of the previous dynasty to behead the officials of this dynasty!"

Consultant Chen paused in stroking his beard, then added, "Professor Deng, we should use the rules of the previous dynasty to handle cases of today."

"It would be more accurate to describe it as adding salt instead of sugar!" Wang Hu added quietly.

"Haha... Yes! That's exactly right!" Deng Dakang laughed. "A magical particle has directly changed the rules of physics, while we're still clinging to the old ways! So, we need to change our thinking!"

He pointed again at the elven robe, his eyes burning with desire.

"We should use tools from another world to cross our own river!"

"Since the success rate of special equipment production is stuck at the drawing step and at everyone's vague belief, why don't we simply break down this most difficult step and then optimize it in a special way?"

Consultant Chen was truly stunned. He had lived for decades, cultivated himself and comprehended the Tao, and had been immersed in drawing special equipment for a long time. He valued the unity of mind and spirit, and letting his brush follow his heart.

optimization?

This was the first time he had ever heard the term used to describe special equipment.

"Professor Deng...what are your thoughts?"

A look of almost fanaticism appeared on Deng Dakang's face, the excitement of a scientist who had found the fulcrum to leverage a new world.

"Gentlemen, the weapons and materials these elves have provided have significantly reduced our material selection time. Later on, we can skip just drawing and go straight to making seals!"

"Making seals? Isn't that what we were thinking before?"

Consultant Chen frowned, clearly unable to follow his train of thought.

Previously, they had also considered using a powder printer to directly print special equipment.

They used material powders created by consultants to synthesize and print special equipment.

Then what……

They all failed miserably.
Special equipment made with the same materials and in the same way is simply unusable!

The road is completely impassable.

“Yes!” Deng Dakang’s voice was low, but it carried an undeniable force. “We will concentrate our efforts to first create some imprinting devices that can absorb magical particles! We want to make a seal that absorbs magical particles! A special equipment seal! Of course, it can also be a semi-finished special equipment seal.”

"Then, let you, Wang Hu, or any comrade with a high success rate, make the most crucial move."

Deng Dakang thought for a moment and then added, "Of course, it would be even better if the final step could be completed in batches through various rituals!"

"This is also another type of semi-finished special equipment, which is also a prefabricated special equipment."

"From now on, our soldiers will no longer need to learn stroke by stroke, nor will they need to ponder any profound or mysterious beliefs. They will only need to pick up this seal that has been imbued with your entire spirit!"

"Snapped!"

Deng Dakang made a light pressing motion, the sound crisp and clear.

"All they have to do is activate this seal! We've turned the most difficult part of creating something from nothing into the simplest thing of copying and pasting, into merging and triggering!"

"Gentlemen, think about it, this is not about reducing the burden on the soldiers, this is about opening up a completely new path!"

"A path...to industrialized mass production of extraordinary power!"

The air seemed to freeze.

Consultant Chen's hand, which was stroking his beard, froze in mid-air, his mouth slightly open, but he couldn't utter a single word.

A thunderous boom echoed in his mind, as if something that had been passed down for hundreds or thousands of years had been shattered by a few words from this man named Deng Dakang.

Industrialization...mass production...extraordinary?
These words, when put together, exude a rebellious madness, yet they are like a lightning bolt piercing the darkness, revealing to him an unprecedented and incredibly shocking possibility.

Wang Hu, standing nearby, was also dumbfounded. Although he didn't fully understand, he did understand the words "copy and paste," "merge and expedite," and "cover up."

In the future... will I no longer have to work myself to death drawing special equipment?
"Professor Deng's thinking is ingenious, but it must be difficult to implement, right?"

"It's okay, we're best at exhaustive search."

Upon hearing this, Consultant Chen fell silent.

So far, the team of scientists in this other world consists mostly of scientists in the chemistry and materials groups.

Chemistry goes without saying, but materials are the foundation of everything. By mastering more materials, people can create more things.

Previously, the discovery of mithril and adamantite by humans directly improved the engine performance of human fighter jets by more than 20%. Compared with the West, this directly shortened the gap by two generations, nearly 20 years.

These materials are still making strides in various engineering applications.

For example, regarding gun materials, some scientists say that the resulting artillery is extremely powerful, and there have been significant breakthroughs in the selection of materials for electrothermal-chemical guns and electromagnetic guns.

There has been countless advancements in energy storage materials and various information chips.

Just like cement, which was invented by humankind, it has directly changed countless aspects of human life.

This is the charm of materials science.
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The faint aroma of coffee wafted through Su Mingjin's office.

She tapped her fingertips lightly on the table, her gaze falling on the report submitted by Deng Dakang—"Report on Proposals for the Production of Special Equipment Seal Devices from Materials Rich in Magical Particles from Another World".

The name was long and difficult to pronounce, typical of academic research, but the content was enough to stir up a mental storm for Su Mingjin.

“This guy…” Su Mingjin couldn’t help but raise the corners of his lips slightly, and his usually sharp and calm eyes now held a hint of amusement. “I thought he would first figure out how to replicate those elf equipment, but I didn’t expect that he would still be thinking about special equipment.”

The assistant next to him brought over a freshly brewed cup of coffee and said with a smile, "President Su, Professor Deng almost fell victim to a trick under that strange tree last time, and it must have been quite a shock to him. Besides, special equipment is related to the psychological safety of all frontline personnel, so it's only right that he's concerned about it."

“I understand.” Su Mingjin picked up her coffee but didn’t drink it, only feeling the warmth of her palm. “That incident last time was indeed close. He’s holding a grudge.”

The assistant, recalling the gossip he'd heard from the research department, couldn't help but chuckle: "That's right. I heard Professor Deng has developed some aftereffects; every time he wakes up, he has to check if his Cleansing Heart Special Equipment and some defensive Special Equipment are still there. He's even gone to Consultant Chen multiple times to draw up disposable special consumable items!"

These words immediately lightened the serious atmosphere in the office.

Su Mingjin chuckled and shook her head: "As long as it solves the problem, that's fine. Approval is necessary! Not only should it be approved, but it should be given the highest priority!"

She put down her coffee cup, picked up the internal phone on the table, and spoke in an unquestionable tone.

"According to the Logistics Department... Professor Deng Dakang just gave us a 'Special Equipment Stamp' project, which has been immediately classified as Level A. He'll provide the personnel and materials he needs, and all departments will fully cooperate!"

The person on the other end of the phone seemed to pause for a moment before agreeing.

Su Mingjin emphasized, "I have only one request: try to get the first batch of finished products out for testing within half a month, just half a month! The front lines can't wait that long!"

After hanging up the phone, she picked up another battle damage report that had just been delivered, and the smile on her face disappeared, replaced by worry.

When venturing deep into the forest, especially when heading to the Red Leaf Tree to capture the Elf Spellcaster, an invisible mental shock occurred, and the issued Mind Protection Equipment ran out of energy within three hours, turning into worthless paper.

If it weren't for the timely retreat, the entire squad might have been stuck there forever due to psychological interference and mental derangement.

This threat is becoming increasingly serious!

As the exploration deepens, the threat posed by the red-leaved, white-barked, human-faced tree grows stronger, and the rate at which the protective equipment is being consumed is also accelerating.

Even if the special protective equipment production team worked day and night, the output of the team could not keep up with the consumption.

The path of mass production of protective equipment must be taken!
If Deng Dakang can truly industrialize and mass-produce special equipment, then nothing will be able to restrain humanity's exploration of other worlds.

She picked up Deng Dakang's report again, turned to the last page, and saw the concluding remarks.

"High technology, low awareness".

Su Mingjin's fingertips lightly traced the six characters, her eyes becoming deep.

Professor Deng's summary is incisive.

These elves possess magical materials that can accumulate magical particles, and they have mastered the ability to create invisibility cloaks that can change color so quickly that current human technology cannot achieve this. They only use the most primitive forging methods to make weapons.

They possess extraordinary strength, but their social structure is very similar to that of a tribe.

I really don't know how they ended up like this.

Su Mingjin's thoughts drifted further, and she couldn't help but wonder what the legendary human kingdoms in the south of this continent were like.
Is he like these elves, begging for food while guarding a mountain of gold, or... has he already embarked on a completely different path?

She slammed the file shut, stood up from her seat, and her eyes regained their usual sharpness.

"Let's go to the interrogation room."

The industrialization of specialized equipment is a shield and a guarantee for the future.

But right now, she needs a spear, a sharp spear that can pierce through the enemy's fog of war immediately.

"Our elf friends have been treated to good food and drink for so long, it's time for Gong Pengfei and the others to come up with some interesting topics to discuss."
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In the monitoring observation room a few kilometers away, the lights were dim, with only rows of screens emitting a cold light.

Gong Pengfei's gaze was fixed on the main screen, which displayed dozens of undulating curves representing the real-time brainwave activity of the elf captive Annies.

The previously violently oscillating peaks have now leveled off, with occasional slow waves representing fatigue and mental exhaustion.

"It's time to close the net."

Gong Pengfei's lips curled up as he gave the order into the communicator, "Tang Huanzhu, proceed as planned. Send prisoner number two in."

He took off his glasses and rubbed his slightly sore eyes.

This psychological war of attrition, which lasted for a month, has finally opened up more gaps.

Just then, a researcher in a white lab coat strode in, his face beaming with barely suppressed joy.

"Team Leader Gong, good news! The vital signs of the seriously injured elf have stabilized, and the medical team's assessment shows that he is out of danger! The other injured elves have also completed their surgeries."

Upon hearing this, Gong Pengfei's spirits lifted.

This is truly a double celebration.

A rescued, talking elf is worth far more than ten corpses.

This is not only a source of intelligence, but also a powerful bargaining chip that can be used to negotiate with the Elven tribe.

"Good job!"

On the screen, the metal door of the detention cell slid open silently.

Anise was curled up in the corner of the room, her long hair disheveled and obscuring her face.

Prolonged loneliness and silent oppression had worn away most of her sharpness. She was like a lifeless statue, too lazy to even react to the sound of the door opening.

Until she sensed a familiar aura, one that belonged to her kind.

She suddenly raised her head, her empty eyes instantly focusing.

Two fully armed security personnel pushed a suspended stretcher, on which lay a figure she knew all too well.

"Lani?"

Annies's voice was hoarse and dry, with a hint of uncertainty and trembling.

The moment she saw her companion, a suppressed emotion exploded. The deathly stillness in her eyes was replaced by a raging fury.

"What have you done to her! You devils!"

Annie screamed and lunged at her, the shackles on her ankles taut and the clanging of metal echoing shrilly in the empty room.

She resembled a lioness trapped in a cage, her once calm hair beginning to glow with a green light.

The interference device around her neck detected the release of magic and immediately emitted a weak electrical current.

The electric current abruptly stopped her magic casting. She struggled with all her might, but could only rage helplessly in place.

The security personnel ignored her reaction, quickly and precisely placing the unconscious Lani on a cushion on the other side, then turned and left without a word.

Tang Huanzhu stood at the door, not going in. Her voice, clear through the loudspeaker, reached Annie's ears, calm and undisturbed.

"Please rest assured, madam, she is safe. She was just given a sedative and will be fine after a nap."

Tang Huanzhu raised her hand and pointed to the food and water that had been prepared at the other end of the room.

“These foods can replenish your energy. Annie, I hope you can persuade your companions to calm down. After all, you know our equipment… is very sensitive.”

Her last sentence was quite meaningful.

Annie's roar abruptly stopped. She stared intently at Tang Huanzhu, her chest heaving violently. She certainly understood what "sensitive" meant.

Once the magic was released, a numbing electric current surged through her neck, interrupting her thoughts.

These humans, who do not understand magic, possess countless bizarre abilities that can counter their magic.

These people are terrifying!

She gritted her teeth, forcing herself to calm down, and asked, word by word, "You... invaded our homeland?"

Tang Huanzhu shook her head, her tone even carrying a hint of innocence.

"No, quite the opposite. It was your people who first set traps in our settlement and ambushed our patrols. Everything we did was simply to protect ourselves."

"We are the victims."

After she finished speaking, the door was closed, leaving only Anise and the still unconscious prisoner Lani!

(End of this chapter)