Starting with the defeated female knight

After providing the data, they wouldn't forget to add sarcastic remarks like, "Is that all you've got?", "You low-class people only get toys like this?", and "It's not even as good as my +6 gear."

Therefore, although the failure rate of clever ideas is very high, and the rate of accidents and explosions is also quite high.

But for these extraordinary athletes, those were nothing more than a drop in the ocean.

As for losses or anything else, they didn't care at all.

After the industrial sector indicated that their budget was limited, they simply waved their hand and transferred the money directly to Green in the capital so he could research those crazy ideas at his own expense.

But if this is all there is to it, it's just that the nobles are having a craving for guidance and are spending money to have some fun.

The problem is that after discovering that these extraordinary beasts are exceptionally durable, even surpassing those anti-explosion mages by a wide margin.

The expressions of the craftsmen and sorcerers also changed.

It should be noted that although there had been quite a few explosions in Dawn City due to various research and experiments, those were actually the result of restraint by the craftsmen and mages.

After all, in a world where the cognitive field truly has influence, conducting various research is inherently an unstable endeavor.

To ensure that accidents and explosions do not actually cause any damage, they have strictly limited the scale and scope of the research.

But now, this group of extraordinary animals, which are not only explosion-resistant, but also, after testing, incredibly resistant to corrosion, electric shock, and other aspects, has been discovered.

Certain thoughts naturally began to stir within me.

As for the nobles' reaction...

"Is there anything even more powerful?"

What do you mean by "afraid of hurting me"?

"Hmph, I knew you low-blooded cowards... Damn it, stop playing coy!"

"Do it faster, do it faster!"

The two sides hit it off immediately.

Then, Green saw it.

As a mushroom cloud rose on the horizon.

Several small, dark dots rose from the distance, flew over, and crashed down in front of the people in the industrial area.

After being smashed into the ground, before he could even get up, he raised one arm and gave a thumbs-up.

Then, a small face, blackened by the explosion and steaming from its mouth, peeked out.

There was no fear of death on them.

I was absolutely thrilled.

"This is good, this is powerful."

"Is there anything more exciting?"

After a moment of silence.

It was a firm nod.

"Yes, brother, yes."

"I'll get you something even more exciting later."

But they had a great time.

This is giving Green a real headache.

[How come these nobles can pull off even more outrageous things than mages?]

Oh, so they teamed up and did it together, right?

【......etc】

What does it mean that the mages have started leading them in physical exercise?

But it wasn't just the nobility who resonated with the divine.

After the mages from the capital arrived, they couldn't help but be curious about the various new things scattered throughout Dawn City.

Curiosity naturally leads to research.

To conduct research, one must interact with the monks of Dawn City and the industrial zone.

Then, as the fighting continued...

This also fell into the nobility's trap.

When mixed together, they unleashed boundless power.

Let alone ordinary residents, even the blue butterfly and the green fairy's eyes gradually became subtle after seeing it.

As for other demons and monsters, they each have their own destinations and their own resonance.

Some resonate with the orcs, attempting to use their racial traits to pull off some kind of prank.

Some of them resonate with chemical plants and are very fond of certain extremely dangerous things.

Some were resonating with the Dawn Knight, wondering about his clan affiliation and asking about the sound he made when he twisted his belt.

"The magicians helped with it."

"The adults said that adding a little more ritual can enhance the transformation effect to some extent."

"It is indeed effective."

"And how should I put it..."

"The performance and the sound effects were really cool, you know?"

"Furthermore, we recently asked the monks to continue their research."

"It would be best to add sound effects for certain finishing moves or special skills..."

Just imagine that scene.

"It's really not bad, is it?"

And this is just the resonance of technology or other aspects.

As these resonances continued, in some other aspects, the people of the capital also began to resonate with, or rather, become corrupted by, Dawn City.

For example, they speak in slang, they are riddle tellers, they have started to like black and gold clothing, and they have also started to have certain customs.

For example, they started thinking about getting some daisies for the tentacles, or praying to the tentacles when their research wasn't going well, and even the habit of being whipped by a spinning top gradually became a part of their lives. There were even rumors that "you haven't truly integrated into Dawn City if you haven't been whipped by a spinning top at least once"...

[Damn it, can't you guys learn something good?]

The tentacles slammed their fists on the table in anger.

Unfortunately, these geniuses have become completely absorbed in their art and cannot extricate themselves.

And it is precisely during this resonance that things take place.

The heart in the distance has finally completed its most basic preparations.

After a brief moment of thought, they decided to send a small team to scout out the situation.

Then, a squad of orcs composed of various reconnaissance types was produced.

Although its eyes were red, it lacked the usual madness of creatures in the demonic tide.

It was even eerily calm.

Soon, the team set off.

They continued along the hidden path until they approached Dawn Territory, where they discovered a lone individual.

He seemed to be muttering something like, "If they won't let me experiment inside the territory, then I'll just come out." "I don't know if they can see me from this distance." "But it shouldn't affect Dawn Territory."

Although I didn't know what the other person was saying, I made sure that the other person was alone and there was no one else around.

To avoid any unforeseen circumstances, the reconnaissance team decided to deal with the lone human first.

Then, after preparing for the ambush, they waited for the human to enter the designated location and reveal a weakness.

The entire squad launched an attack together.

Click——

Having just finished mixing the substances, the nobleman, wiping the sweat from his brow, looked at the beastmen who had suddenly appeared around him.

He instinctively opened his mouth wide.

"Holy crap, no—"

But it's too late.

The next second, accompanied by a bright flash and a roar.

A mushroom cloud slowly rose from beyond the horizon.

The first orc scout team.

They were all wiped out.

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PS: Here's the third update. Today's total is 14,000 words. I also borrowed two pictures from a friend. Goodnight!

Volume 1: Chapter 129: There Are No More Humans

The reconnaissance team has lost contact.

This did not surprise the Heart of the Mist; in fact, it was something they had anticipated.

After all, they didn't know the other party's background. Although that reconnaissance team had been specialized, it wasn't a particularly high-level creation.

It would be best if they could come back alive, but there's a high probability they'll die there.

It had anticipated this.

Even so, after confirming that the reconnaissance team had completely lost contact, the heart in the fog paused for a moment.

Then, a slight sense of confusion arose.

It's a bit strange.

It's not surprising that the reconnaissance team died.

But strangely, they were unable to send any messages back.

Although orcs typically lack means of remote communication, the Gray Fog possesses a technology for synchronization.

Simply put, it involves transmitting simple information over long distances through frequency vibrations.

Although the reconnaissance team could not maintain constant contact with the heart because the other side also possessed 'frequency' technology.

Otherwise, being discovered is a minor issue, but if the frequency is cracked, the trouble could be much bigger.

Even so, the heart has given instructions to the reconnaissance team.

That is to keep as dispersed as possible. If a deadly attack occurs, the person being attacked will defend themselves, while other units will be responsible for observation and information transmission.

This is a very safe approach.

No matter what happens, as long as they are not completely dead at the first moment, even if their bodies are completely dead, their 'cognition' has not yet dissipated.

Even if the time is extremely short, it is still possible to reply with a brief message of death.

Strangely, the reconnaissance team did not make any response until it was confirmed that they had completely lost contact.

It's as if, after leaving, you were directly eaten by something, or your existence was erased.

Weird.

Even a heart composed of scattered perceptions beat slightly faster after confirming this.

At the same time, they became increasingly wary of their unfamiliar adversary.

What it didn't know was...

Just as he was on guard, in the distant mountains...