Dean was surprised to see that Felix wasn't angry about the death of the manager. After all, the manager wasn't a scavenger. He was a legal citizen of the Federation and was protected by federal law. Dean was relieved. Hosk might not have the right to openly kill a legal citizen, but there was no witness to the death of the manager. He could find a reason, such as a work accident that led to death. Then he could compensate the family some money and the matter would be over.
"Mr. Dean, I'll come back when you think about it." Felix looked down at Dean, smiled and turned away.
The people around him hugged each other and left with him.
Dean took back his eyes and looked at the pure metal room. It was thousands of square meters wide and forty to fifty meters high. If it was a cage, it would definitely be a luxury of a presidential suite.
His eyes flashed as he glanced at the surrounding walls. He saw lines of light distributed on the pure silver walls like a lattice. These lines were places where his eyes could penetrate. It showed that this place wasn't a complete iron plate. Perhaps the role of these lines was to transmit sound or to replace the air? In any case, this was a breakthrough for him to get out!
Dean didn't act immediately. Instead, he glanced at every inch of the room. He looked at the monitoring system, but found that there was no monitoring system installed in the room. Obviously, the installation of monitoring system would lead to flaws in this perfect cage. Secondly, even if there was monitoring system installed, it would be destroyed by the angry demons if it wasn't hidden. It was meaningless.
The only monitoring system was above the viewing platform. Most of the area in the cage could be seen, but the bottom of the platform was a place where the monitoring system couldn't reach.
Dean went to the area outside the monitoring system. He was about to use the Devil's Division to try to attack the wall, but suddenly an idea flashed in his mind.
"Insidious! The monitoring system on the viewing platform may be a deliberate decoration. Since they have locked me here, how can they not find a way to control all my actions? Leaving this area outside the monitoring system, anyone would think of coming here to avoid the monitoring system. So what's the point of their monitoring system? This is just a decoration so that I can use my power and expose my secrets here with a peace of mind. A person is the most relaxed and careless when they are alone. They should have a way to monitor me through other methods. "
Dean's face sank. The level of technology here was very high. It was not unusual for there to be technology beyond his knowledge to monitor him.
After pondering for a moment, Dean used the turtle's magic mark ability. The skin on the back of his hand became like a rock. Fine yellow scales grew on his skin. He punched the wall but the wall was not damaged.
Dean's face sank slightly. He had used the power of the lower abyss for this punch. Considering that the other party was monitoring him, it was possible that they could sense the strength of his body through his attack, just like a life detector. Therefore, it seemed more realistic to expose the power of the lower abyss. After all, if the other party knew his identity, it was possible that they would trace the whole process of him sneaking into the Federation.
If the other party had seen the other two mechs that he had cut open and obtained the information collected by the military investigation team, it would not be difficult to analyze that his strength was at the Abyss level and was close to the Middle Abyss level.
"It seems that this thing was specially built for me …" Dean looked at the still flat wall and suddenly remembered that there were three dark areas that he could not see before. Could it be that the other two cages also held demons like him?
"It seems that the Locke consortium may not only intervene in the military, but can even secretly control the battlefield!" Dean's eyes flashed. The influence of the Locke consortium could be seen by using the captured demons for research. There were three such consortiums in the Federation. This was a world dominated by consortiums. Financial power was equal to force and a high status!
The next moment, Dean's face showed an unwilling and angry expression. As if he had exhausted all his strength, his whole body was petrified. The power of petrification extended along his arms and turned into two extremely sharp stone swords in the palm of his hand. The stone swords seemed to be connected to his body and were part of his body. He slashed at the wall.
Whoosh! Whoosh!
Dean was shocked back and rolled out of the shadow area under the observation platform. He quickly put away the petrification on his body and lifted the demonic body. He crawled back into the shadow and gasped for breath.
After resting for a moment, Dean got up and walked to the wall. He saw that there were only two shallow white marks left on the wall.
This was a desperate result. With the attack of the stone swords, it might take tens of thousands of continuous slashes to be able to cut the wall! But it was only a possibility. No one knew how thick the wall was!
Dean's face showed disappointment. He sat on the ground and lowered his head in frustration.
This scene appeared on the screen, and it also appeared in the eyes of Felix, who was in front of the screen. He looked at the image on the monitor, and his eyes lit up slightly. "It really is an Abyss Walker. I didn't expect such a fellow to come uninvited and actually infiltrate our Federation. Fortunately, we managed to uncover him. Otherwise, who knows how much damage he would have caused!"
"The president is right. This is all thanks to you."
"This little guy is desperate. Haha, I guess he is now thinking about cooperating with us."
"The demon warriors are really extraordinary. The power contained in these dirty bodies is really terrible. They can actually destroy this chromium alloy wall with their flesh."
Several well-dressed gentlemen next to him complimented and sighed with emotion.
Felix smiled and said, "Looking at this person's magic, he should be a defensive type. He can petrify his body. Not bad, not bad. This way, we can use him to practice with our mecha. We can last a while longer."
"The president is wise!"
"Haha, he thinks that he can refuse to serve us just because he refused us. It's ridiculous. From the moment he came in, he was destined to work for us."
"If he is killed by the mecha, president, can I apply for his body to be sent to our R&D department?"
Felix chuckled. "Of course you can, but his value should be to help us perfect the mecha. Everyone, go and inform the others. The magic battle mecha has begun. Remember, you can bet, but you can't influence the result. You can't sell his information either. Otherwise, once you are found out, no matter how much you eat, you will have to spit it out, including your life!"
Several people next to him nodded. They understood the rules.
"It shouldn't be so boring to lock me here …" Dean leaned against the wall, the corners of his mouth slightly curved. "If it was me, they would force me to give them mecha training. If they don't think of this, maybe I have to find a way to hint to them. Only then can I leave. Oh no, leaving would be meaningless …"
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