Steel torrents pioneering a different world.

"Meow~"

"The sacred flame shines brightly! Give me a weapon of truth, and I will surely wipe out these insects and demons, restoring justice and order to the world!"

Hearing Laplace's demon humming out of tune in his mind, Lin Li's eyelids twitched violently.

That dead cat, it's really good at talking!

However, its witty banter did somewhat quell the nameless anger in his heart.

For some reason, ever since he stepped into this huge cave, his nostrils were filled with that strange smell of blood and steel, and a violent killing intent, like vines, kept climbing up his spine.

This feeling reached its peak, especially when he saw the slaves driven into the arena, forced to take up arms and kill each other for a sliver of hope.

His mind went blank, as if countless voices were roaring and urging him to join the carnage.

When he heard the modified version, "Skull offering, skull seat, blood sacrifice to our god," the first thing that came to his mind was the original version of the prayer: blood sacrifice to the blood god, skull offering, skull seat!

"Khorne————"

Alarm bells rang in Lin Li's mind as he thought of the second-in-command of terror, who sat on a brass throne in another universe.

The god in the Warhammer world, who represents slaughter, destruction, and war, is a contradiction, granting the weak the courage to resist, while also causing the strong to succumb to the desire for destruction.

Once corrupted by this chaotic and disordered power, all that will remain in one's mind is probably endless killing.

"call----"

Lin Li let out a long breath, and the bloodshot in his eyes slowly faded.

"The dwarves in the cave all deserve to die."

"But even death has its ranks. If I were to indiscriminately kill everyone, what difference would I make from a madman driven by desire?"

His modern sense of order quickly calmed him down.

A cold smile curled at the corner of his lips: "Dwarves are no different from those shorty creatures. They're good laborers. Castrating them and sending them all to the far north to dig potatoes is the best fate for them."

Seeing that the dwarves around him were all focused on the bloody battle in the arena below, Lin Li quietly left the bustling area.

He darted around a few times, found a rock protrusion with an excellent view, and crouched down quietly like a gecko.

The next second, a black object that seemed out of place in this magical world appeared in his hand.

DJI camera.

He skillfully turned on the camera, adjusted the focus, and aimed the lens at the living hell below.

□ Words are not enough; images are the proof.

These images will definitely be very useful in persuading allies in the future.

In the footage, the battle in the arena is nearing its end.

A nimble elven warrior, moving like the wind, drew a beautiful arc with her rapier, precisely piercing the eye socket of her last opponent—a tall lizardman.

"Ah~~~"

The lizardman let out a short, resentful thud and collapsed to the ground.

Several dwarf guards immediately stepped forward, gestured to the elven warrior, and indicated that she had won.

But the victors did not gain freedom.

The cold shackles locked her hands and feet again, and she was then roughly dragged aside, where a dwarf healer began to treat her wounds.

Clearly, she has other uses for her later.

It could be the next battle, or it could be a direct sacrifice!

The treatment of the dead lizardman was even more direct.

A dwarf wielding a giant axe walked over and cleanly chopped off its head, tossing it into a pile of skulls nearby like trash.

The headless corpse, still flowing with warm blood, was dragged by two other dwarves and thrown into a huge pool of blood.

"Thump!"

The body was placed by the pool, and the blood fell into the pool.

Even though there wasn't much blood, the dripping blood somehow stirred up a nauseating wave of blood.

The thick blood in the pool emitted a foul stench of rust and decay.

Clearly, this sacrificial ritual was not the first of its kind.

Lin Li rotated the camera, zooming in on the image.

He saw that as the lizardman's blood dripped, several dwarves dressed in priestly robes came out. They chanted incantations and sprinkled handfuls of magic stones that shimmered with magical light, along with some unknown powder, into the blood pool.

"Gurgle—gurgle—"

The blood pool, which had been relatively calm, suddenly began to boil violently, as if boiling oil had been poured into it!

Under the catalysis of the magic essence stone, the flesh and blood rapidly melted away, turning into streams of scarlet energy that were greedily absorbed by the rune pipes by the pool. Eventually, they converged into a single stream, continuously pouring into the enormous spacetime rift!

As energy was injected, the light at the edge of the crack distorted even more violently, like a satiated beast emitting a satisfied growl.

Lin Li's cameras were fixed on all of this.

The boiling of the blood pool gradually subsided, but the stench of blood in the arena had not yet dissipated when several dwarf guards rudely shoved two new figures forward.

A new round of fighting has begun.

Lin Li adjusted the camera's focus, keeping the lens firmly locked on the new performer.

One of them was a human, gaunt and thin, with sunken eyes, and covered in mottled and intricate black tattoos, resembling the totems of some primitive tribe.

He ultimately chose an ordinary Western one-handed longsword, which even had a notch on the blade.

The other one was an elf.

Unlike the previous agile female warrior, this elf had her once smooth silver hair shaved off, leaving only a bald, bluish-green head—a highly insulting mark.

Even so, the elf's posture remained upright, his muscles were well-proportioned, and his eyes revealed a cold indifference and aloofness that came from long-standing a position of power.

"Three to one, bet on the Elf!"

"I bet on that bald elf to win. Humans look like sticks of firewood; they'd fall over in the wind!"

"But humans are rune warriors!"

"The rune warriors, starving for so long, still can't beat the well-fed elves!"

"The market is open! The market is open!"

The surrounding dwarf spectators instantly became interested again, noisily placing bets, with the vast majority betting their money on the elves.

After all, from the dwarf's perspective, no matter how you look at it, that malnourished human had no chance of winning.

Lin Li's camera switched back and forth between the two, and he made the same judgment.

"This human probably won't survive more than three moves."

However, the moment the gong sounded to signal the start of the duel, the situation on the field took a strange turn.

The tattooed human did not charge immediately, but lowered his head and began to chant a strange and difficult syllable.

Lin Li frowned; he had never heard this language before.

It sounds ancient, evil, and full of eeriness.

The next second, something unexpected happened!

In the footage, an ordinary knight's longsword suddenly had a half-foot-high orange flame leap up from its blade!

Immediately afterwards, the mottled tattoos on his body, like branding irons heated to a red-hot color, began to glow red!

His originally thin body, bathed in red light, suddenly exuded a fierce and violent aura.

The bald elf opposite clearly sensed something was wrong. He stopped being elegant and let out a sharp screech. Then, his figure turned into a blur and pounced over like lightning.

"clang!"

Swords clashed, sending up a blinding burst of sparks.

To the astonishment of all the dwarves, the seemingly frail human had actually withstood a powerful blow from the elf!

When the elf's first attack failed, he flipped his wrist and unleashed a continuous barrage of sword strikes, like mercury flowing across the ground.

But the tattooed human seemed to have become a different person. Every sword strike was wide and powerful, carrying a kind of reckless madness. The burning blade forced the elf to retreat repeatedly.

"roar!"

The human let out a roar that was not human, and seized the moment when the elf's old strength was exhausted and new strength had not yet been generated. He swung his burning longsword from bottom to top at a tricky angle!

"Pfft!"

The elf's movements came to an abrupt halt.

He looked down in disbelief at his gaping chest, where blood and flames gushed out together.

Then, his tall body crashed to the ground.

One fatal blow!

The entire arena fell into a deathly silence in an instant.

Immediately following was a deafening roar of angry curses and scattered cheers.

"Damn it! My money!"

"It's a cover-up! This is absolutely a cover-up!"

"Haha, serves you right!"

"Overestimating himself! Trying to fight a mixed bunch of rune warriors! Pure suicide!"

The dwarves, enraged by their losses, smashed their wine glasses onto the field, cursing the human who had miraculously survived.

Meanwhile, the others who had bet on humans were overjoyed.

This killing spree was repeated many times. These dwarves enjoyed the killing and also liked to hoard various supplies as a bonus.

"They all deserve to die!"

Lin Li ignored the noise and began to follow the tattooed man who was being dragged away to rest after being put back in shackles.

His brain was working at lightning speed.

The flames, the patterns, the frenzied state—

A strong sense of déjà vu washed over me.

He always had a sense of familiarity.

I feel like I've seen this somewhere before!

However, with the arrival of the new slave soldier arena battle, Lin Li's focus shifted!

As soon as the corpses were dragged away and the blood offerings poured back into the blood pool, before the bloodstains on the stage had even dried, new performers were pushed onto the stage.

It's another story of reptilians fighting against humans.

But this combination has a rather strange style.

The lizardman was a full two and a half meters tall, covered in thick, dark green scales. Just standing there, he was like an impregnable city wall.

The human opposite him, though also 1.9 meters tall, was excessively slender, with delicate features and even a touch of effeminacy. He exuded an aristocratic elegance in every gesture.

He didn't look like a soldier; he looked more like a little greyhound that had wandered into a slaughterhouse.

"What can this pretty boy do? Pick the teeth of the lizardmen?"

"No distinguishing features, no distinguishing characteristics, looks like a male servant kept by a member of the royal family!"

"Ugh~ I've never experienced what it's like to be a human mixed-breed before!"

"Fool!

""

"Hahaha, I bet he won't last ten breaths!"

The dwarf audience erupted in laughter, their earlier frustration at losing money vanishing instantly. A new betting game began immediately, with the odds overwhelmingly favoring the lizardmen.

Lin Li's camera moved between the two figures whose physiques and temperaments were extremely mismatched, but his brows were quietly furrowed.

Not right.

Just moments before the lizardman was pushed onto the stage, Lin Li's camera captured a detail.

The man's body was trembling slightly, not from fear, but from an uncontrollable restlessness.

Immediately afterward, before it even stepped onto the stage, under everyone's gaze, the scales on its body began to emit a faint rubbing sound, its muscles expanded at a visible speed, and even blood-red mist seeped out from the gaps between its hard scales.

When it stepped into the arena, its entire body had increased by one-tenth, and its vertical pupils had turned blood red.

It let out a low roar, like a ferocious beast awakening from ancient times.

Lin Li's heart skipped a beat.

"A gong rang out."

The moment the battle began, the human male warrior reacted extremely quickly. He nimbly took half a step back, his longsword drawing an elegant arc in his hand, preparing to use skill to overcome force.

However, he was not facing an ordinary opponent.

"roar!"

The lizardman completely disregarded any skill; his crimson eyes held only pure bloodlust.

It landed on all fours and shot out like a cannonball!

Its chosen weapon was a pair of long claw gauntlets.

These two fists and claws are its most deadly weapons.

The first claw swung down, accompanied by a piercing shriek that tore through the air.

The human warrior swiftly turned his sword, precisely parrying the attack.

"Clang!"

A piercing metallic clang rang out, sparks flying everywhere.

The human warrior blocked the attack, but his face suddenly turned pale. He was thrown back three steps by the immense force, and his hand split open instantly, blood staining the hilt of his sword.

He blocked the first blow, but he couldn't stop the second and third that followed.

The lizardmen's attacks were like a storm, giving their opponents no chance to breathe.

"Pfft!"

As the third claw struck, the human warrior could no longer hold onto the longsword, and it fell directly from his hand.

The sharp claws sliced ​​across his chest without hindrance, leaving a deep, bone-revealing wound from his left shoulder to his right abdomen.

Fresh blood gushed out like a spring.

The elegance and composure on the human warrior's face froze instantly. He looked down at his gaping body, his eyes flashing with resentment and despair.

Then, his spirits quickly faded, and he collapsed to the ground.

"roar----"

Having landed a successful blow, the lizardman let out a triumphant roar, and the swelling muscles on his body and the crimson eyes diminished considerably.

Two dwarf guards, who had bet on the human's victory, stepped forward, cursing, to put the shackles back on it.

But the lizardman seemed to still be immersed in the afterglow of the killing, and suddenly shook his head, opened his blood-red mouth, and bit at one of the dwarves!

"idiot!"

The dwarf guard neither dodged nor avoided the attack; in fact, a hint of disdain appeared on his face.

boom!

A loud bang.

The short-barreled musket in his hand spewed flames and, at point-blank range, blasted a bloody hole the size of a large bowl into the lizardman's chest, charred flesh bulging outwards.

The dwarf guard slowly blew on the scorching muzzle of his gun: "You fool. Cut off this one's head and use it to offer as a sacrifice to our ancestors."

The surrounding dwarf spectators cheered with satisfaction, applauding the bloody aftermath of the spectacle.

Lin Li looked at the lizardman's corpse: "What a pity. Times have changed. Still using traditional bodies, he truly deserved to die!"

The lizardman's corpse, its chest shattered, was still warm when the dwarf guard roughly dragged its legs, leaving a long trail of blood on the stone ground.

This bloody scene was like a bucket of ice water poured over the heads of the prisoners from other races.

The remaining ferocity and resilience in their eyes visibly faded, replaced by a numbness born of the struggle to survive.

The fighting must continue.

"clang!"

Another gong sounded.

New gladiators were brought into the arena: a lizardman in chains and a slender, silver-haired female elf.

"It's lizardmen and elves again, nothing new."

Lin Li muttered a curse in his heart, but the camera faithfully recorded it.

The battle began, and the female elf reacted extremely quickly, chanting a short incantation as a dazzling ball of light burst forth from her fingertips.

The orb of light exploded in front of the lizardmen, causing no real damage, but it was as bright as day.

"Holy Light? No, it's more like a powerful flashbang." Lin Li's camera automatically adjusted the exposure, clearly capturing the lizardman's painful roar. It covered its eyes, its vision temporarily deprived.

However, creatures in a berserk state rely on more than just their eyes.

It sniffed sharply, using its sense of smell to pinpoint the elf's location. Ignoring the short sword aimed at its ribs, it opened its claws and pounced, attacking with a strategy of risking injury for its life.

The elf clearly hadn't expected the opponent to be so precise even after being blinded. He hastily parried, but was knocked back by the enormous force.

No suspense.

Under the lizardman's relentless onslaught, the elf's defenses were torn apart, and sharp claws pierced straight through her chest.

The lizardman shook off the corpse from his claws and roared to the sky, but his voice was noticeably weaker than the previous one.

Immediately afterwards, its swollen body deflated like a punctured balloon, and finally collapsed to the ground, panting heavily.

"I see. Lizardmen can go berserk, but this requires an outburst that drains their life force, has a short duration, and serious aftereffects?"

Lin Li recorded this crucial intelligence.

However, the fierce gladiatorial combat continued.

But with thousands of prisoners, how long will it take to kill them all?

Lin Lirang used a wide-angle lens to record all of this.

He then moved away from the bloody arena and began to take out his other personal cameras to record the underground fortress cavern for more detailed intelligence gathering.

At the same time, Lin Li had already begun setting the detonation device to pause the explosion.

Chaos cannot begin for now!

It will take time!

If it's just simple destruction, that's easy. With the equipment he's carrying now, he has plenty of ways to blow this place up.

But what happens after the explosion?

If the foundation is not firmly established, once other dwarven forces arrive, they will surely resume blood sacrifices, or even more cruel rituals, to kill lives, please evil, stimulate the tearing of spacetime rifts, and summon endless trouble.

This is not what he wanted.

"Destruction is always easier than construction. Instead of killing them all, we should make the most of their value."

Lin Li subconsciously glanced at his spacetime source matter reserves.

There is no solution that can be found once and for all.

Although the spacetime source matter was replenished by the spacetime cube provided by Laplace's demon, Lin Li felt that there wasn't much of it for the time being, so they should use it sparingly.

The spacetime rift near the southern base where the human pioneers are now located is the real threat.

That has a higher priority.

The rift here is too far from the human base, and the data shows that there is more than one dwarf sealing point.

Even if this place is temporarily sealed off, as long as the dwarves don't give up and keep banging their heads against it, or accelerate the destruction of other seals, it will break open sooner or later.

This would be a waste of your own resources.

"It seems that going it alone won't work; we'll have to rely on an organization in the end!"

"But how can we ensure they benefit?"

Lin Li's thoughts returned to how to involve the pioneering team and ensure they benefited from it.

After turning his gaze to the arena, he looked at the dwarven nobles watching the fight in the distance.

Looking at the foreign captives forced to fight to the death by the dwarves, watching the dwarven nobles making comments, and seeing their endless struggles and conflicts with other dwarven clans, a very rough plan gradually took shape in his mind.

Whether it will work out remains to be seen!

The fighting will continue for a long time, and the ceremony will last a long time! Lin Li once again took advantage of the patrol team's movement to fish in troubled waters.

Thanks to the dwarves' ruggedness and their carelessness due to the long period without invasion, Lin Li actually memorized quite a few routes.

These memories will make his next move easier.

Moreover, Lin Li was not discovered by so many dwarves when he disguised himself as a member of the patrol team.

After wandering around for six or seven hours, Lin Li figured out many of the patterns of the dwarf fortress.

He heard some new information while he was on the road.

"The banquet in Lord Rice's reception room has ended. Go and clean it thoroughly! And bring in fresh drinks!"

Lin Li sensed that this was a good opportunity.

Half an hour later, Lin Li returned to the luxurious meeting hall where the dwarf nobles, including Rice, had been, carrying a barrel of oak wine.

The aroma of alcohol, meat, and some other indescribable flavors permeate the air!

The hall was already empty, leaving only the mess left behind by the dwarves after their revelry.

Lin Li smiled, preparing to read the other party's manuscript and find a place to set up his equipment in preparation for collecting the dwarf's dialogue.

"Who goes there?"

A sharp, dry questioning voice suddenly rang out from the shadows on the side.

Lin Li's heart skipped a beat. He looked in the direction of the sound, his arms tensing instinctively as he lifted the heavy barrel to his chest like a shield.

"I'm here to deliver wine!" he replied in the panicked tone befitting a new dwarf servant.

In the shadows, an outline slowly came into view.

The creature was at least two meters tall, its entire body shrouded in ancient, heavy rune armor, and it held a rune-inscribed greatsword that was about the same height as it was.

Through the gaps in the helmet, all that could be seen was a bottomless darkness and two points of scarlet light.

If it hadn't spoken, Lin Li would have almost mistaken it for a decorative armor sculpture.

This thing doesn't look like a living person at all!

"New here?"

The sound was devoid of any vitality, as if two pieces of sand were rubbing against each other.

"Yes, sir!" Lin Li lowered his head, feigning fear.

Luckily, I was carrying a barrel of wine with me before I came, otherwise this guy who showed no signs of life would definitely have ambushed me!

Also, are dwarven mechanical manufacturing techniques really that advanced?

Why didn't I see this thing in the Mithril Clan's meeting room before?

That thing looks like a chainmail golem from a magical world.

Lin Li's mind raced as he pondered everything.

Was it because I was the sommelier I was disguised as before? Because I was identified as one of their own by the dwarven clan's identification network, I wasn't discovered immediately by the dwarven noble's room, which was filled with defensive barriers?

The thought of giving those dwarves a dose of alcohol that would make them drunk, and then successfully infiltrating their ranks, sent a chill down his spine.

In this magical world, it's best to be extra careful when conducting reconnaissance in the future.

The spacetime source material granted him a more powerful physique and a more powerful mind. In the blink of an eye, the actual speed didn't exceed one tenth of a second.

"Bring the wine here," the armored monster commanded. "Let Master Pu have a taste."

LS?

Lin Li's mind raced. Was it talking about him?

As he pondered, he carefully moved forward, clutching the wine barrel.

Just as he was less than three steps away from the monster, a deadly chill suddenly descended upon him!

There was no sound of wind, no sound of air being cut, only a deathly silence and murderous intent!

Lin Li's hair stood on end instantly. Driven by instinct, he lowered himself without thinking and rolled to the side!

"laugh!"

Almost at the same instant he rolled away, the enormous runic sword silently sliced ​​through the spot where he had just stood, easily slicing a thick stone table in two as smoothly as cutting tofu, the cut as smooth as a mirror, almost without making a sound.

What a fast sword! What a bizarre attack!

Lin Li rolled to his feet, his back turning ice-cold. He realized that the armored monster hadn't stopped at all; its crimson eyes were locked on him, and its greatsword was raised again, slashing down at him at an even more ferocious angle.

"Don't move!"

Lin Li let out a low growl and instantly retrieved a musket from his storage space, aiming it at his opponent. This was almost a final warning; he didn't want to cause too much of a commotion here.

Upon seeing the dark muzzle of the gun, the armored monster actually stopped moving, its crimson eyes flickering uncertainly.

"Who are you? Why are you barging into Mr. Rice's drawing room!"

"And who are you?" Lin Li retorted.

"I, I am the great Lord PuLS, the undefeated gladiator of the Eastern Continent with a 136-game winning streak! I—uh—"

"I am Lord Rice's most loyal servant. Speak—who are you? Why are you here?" Its voice was sometimes high-pitched, sometimes dull, as if two completely different consciousnesses were vying for control.

"I'm also one of Mr. Rice's men!"

No sooner had he finished speaking than he was met not with conversation, but with an even more ferocious barrage of blows.

This thing is definitely a chain gold golem.

"Grass!"

Lin Li cursed, then had no choice but to put away the Fire Sword and take out an even more outrageous alloy greatsword from his personal space.

"clang!!"

A piercing metallic crack suddenly erupted, making the entire lounge vibrate.

Lin Li took the blow head-on with his body enhanced by spacetime source matter. He felt a violent tremor in his tiger's mouth and was forced back half a step by the brute force.

The armored monster merely swayed slightly!

What incredible strength!

Lin Li's eyes narrowed, and he no longer held back. Relying on his far superior agility, he moved like a ghost, circling to the monster's side. He poured all his strength into his alloy greatsword and slashed fiercely at the monster's knee joint!

"Crack!"

With a sickeningly sharp crack, the armored monster lost control of its legs, its entire body went out of balance, and it staggered forward and knelt down.

It's now!

Lin Li took a step forward, leaped high into the air, gripped his sword with both hands, and concentrated all his weight and power into one point, cleaving it fiercely towards the opponent's neck like a battle axe!

"Clang! Clang! Clang!"

Three consecutive heavy blows, each one producing a deafening roar.

But the seemingly ancient runic armor was incredibly tough. Lin Li's modern armor-piercing weapon could only smash it, sending sparks flying and leaving a deep dent in the neck, but it could not completely sever it.

Moreover, this thing was still struggling, trying to grab Lin Li's feet with its hands.

Lin Li went all out, stepping on its back to immobilize it, then freeing one hand to grab the edge of the helmet and pulling it outward with all his might!

"Sizzle—!"

A sound mixed with the twisting of metal and the tearing of dry flesh rang out as he ripped the helmet off, along with part of the cervical vertebrae and dried flesh!

The face beneath the armor was revealed to be a completely dehydrated, dried-out face, with dark skin covered in strange runes. The features vaguely indicated Middle Eastern ancestry, and anger was frozen on the face.

It really is a magic chain golden dried corpse!

Lin Li brandished his sword!

After the flash of light, the headless golden body convulsed violently a few times before finally becoming completely still.

Lin Li took a breath, looked at the corpse at his feet, then at the blood-soaked helmet in his hand, and felt nauseous.

These dwarves are a fucking bunch of freaks!

They must have used former gladiator champions as their gatekeepers.

Even the dead can't rest in peace.

He quickly retrieved the bodies and weapons into his storage space, preparing to clean up the scene.

However, at that moment, a clear sound of footsteps, accompanied by rough dwarven conversation, was rapidly approaching from the other end of the corridor!

"That sound just came from Lord Rice's room."

"Oh no! Mr. Rice's door has been opened!"

"Is it an intruder?!"

"Which idiot dares to break into Lord Rice's room?"

"Hurry, hurry!"

Lin Li's face instantly darkened.

Trouble is brewing!

He looked around and quickly found a secluded corner to hide in.

It's not that I don't want to open a portal to leave, but I'm afraid that if I open a portal now, the dwarves' magic will detect it, causing my subsequent plans to fail!

When the dwarves entered, they found a table that had been cleaved in two, wine spilled on the floor, and some black bloodstains on the ground.

"Huh? Black Blood, the magic puppet has been killed! Damn it, it's an intruder!"

The dwarf looked around and, confirming that the alchemical golems guarding the room were also gone, shouted, "Quickly gather the guards and search the area! Arrest any suspicious persons!"

"yes!"

"Seal off Lord Rice's room! We can't let the classified information here be lost!"

"yes!"

Lin Li, who had intended to slip away unnoticed, cursed the dwarves' vigilance in his mind before taking out the remote control for the explosion.

Activate the explosives, then detonate them.

Rumble—

Explosions rang out in the distance, instantly putting the dwarven guards, who had been making their arrangements with ease, on edge.

"There are enemies here!"

"It's a chain bomb! Enemy attack!"

Upon hearing these words, the dwarf guard captain immediately led his team to provide support.

Lin Li jumped down, looked around at the things, thought for a moment, and then immediately put them all into his personal space.

He then rushed outside while creating chaos.

Thanks to the numerous patrols in the dwarf cave, Lin Li found many exits that allowed him to escape quickly.

After exiting the door, Lin Li then avoided some patrol posts, and then opened a time portal at a distance to retrieve his projection clone.

After he opened the door and left, the space magic detection device deployed by the dwarves in the fortress once again detected a faint spacetime fluctuation.

However, these fluctuations were quite far from the fortress, so they didn't pay much attention to them!

Once Lin Li's consciousness returned to the modern world, he let out a breath.

"Laplace's Demon, is it possible that you've discovered some of the surveillance devices I've set up?"

Meow~

"At most 0.1 units of spacetime source matter!"

"Meow~" The cat shook its head.

"I have three questions: 1. Tell me, what are the chances that they will open that spacetime rift after their sacrifice? 2. How long can the device I set up remain undetected? 3. If I open a spacetime portal inside them, will it be discovered?"

Meow~

In the end, Lin Li obtained the information he wanted at the cost of 10 spacetime source substances!

"It's not too bad! There's still plenty of time!"

Lin Li sensed the dwarven documents he had pulled over all at once, then carefully took them out and examined them one by one.

When he used the spacetime source material before, he obtained the dwarven language and script.

He now needs to find information that could be destructive to the dwarves.

Lin Li had no idea at that moment that the chaos he had created in the dwarven nobles' lounge had already caused such a huge disturbance in that fortress!

It was also at the same time.

Looking at the time-space cube in the video, which seemed like a black hole, absorbing as much as it was input, Li Weiguo's face once again showed amazement.

"This is incredible! Such a tiny thing has absorbed billions of kilowatt-hours of electricity without showing any signs of saturation!"

"Mr. Li, we're currently experiencing some difficulties with power allocation. Things are manageable on our end, but maintaining secrecy will be challenging when we need to coordinate power transfers with the power company in the future!"

"It's alright. We're only providing basic energy now. In the future, the Time-Space Cube will absorb every unit of electricity reasonably. We guarantee that it won't affect people's safety or maintain confidentiality."

If it were just a few hundred million kilowatt-hours of electricity, it wouldn't matter. The key issue is that to fill the stomach of this spacetime cube, it would probably require tens of billions, hundreds of billions, or even trillions of kilowatt-hours of electricity, and even that probably wouldn't be enough.

This means that for a long time to come, the land reclamation teams will need to draw on the vast surplus power resources of Dongda University.

In just the last few days, some of the previously secure circuit systems in the Northwest have received orders to operate at maximum power.

If the University of Tokyo were to truly become large and begin using the civilian power grid for electricity transmission, the amount of electricity it could absorb would be even greater.