If Sandora was the final boss in the game, she would definitely be a super existence with high attack and high HP. Seeing how she easily scared Liu Zicai, I could only sigh. Talent is something that others can't learn.
Liu Zicai's expression was rather ugly, mixed with surprise and even more fear. The surprise was because the she-devil in front of him had actually let him go, and the fear came from various aspects, not only because of the pain of the flames that almost made him bite his tongue to commit suicide, but also because of the thousands of "alien bugs" parasitic in his brain.
Just thinking about it made me shudder.
"What did you feed him?" I asked curiously, because as far as I know, Schilling Technology doesn't seem to have this kind of pill shaped nano robot carrier, and Sandora doesn't have the habit of carrying this kind of disgusting thing around.
"Milk slice — — orange flavored, do you want it?"
… This milk has completely destroyed your image as a super alien villain!
Of course, Liu Zicai did not know that the "alien worm" he had eaten was actually an orange-flavored milk slice. Due to his extreme fear, he did not even have the time to taste it before he gulped it down. Right now, he was enduring the tingling sensation from every corner of his body. The terrifying illusion of millions of parasitic worms in his brain even made him hallucinate the back of his head itching.
"You can scram!" After Sandora said that, she casually waved her hand and sent Liu Zicai flying.
He was practically running on all fours — — this action was quite difficult.
"As for you guys …" After dealing with Liu Zicai, Sandora turned her gaze to the gangsters who were helping to sift the chaff.
We can't let them go.
This was the consensus that Sandora and I reached in an instant. Letting Liu Zicai go was fine, with that guy's cowardly personality, coupled with Sandora's threat, he definitely wouldn't dare to say a word. But the gangsters in front of us were different. There were dozens of people, if a few of them spoke too much, we would get into big trouble. Maybe we could do the same thing we did with the three assassins last time, implant a parasite in their body, control their mind and make them crazy, but …
I felt that it would be a waste to do that …
Moreover, these guys were usually lawless bullies. They had done a lot of bullying. The number of murder cases in their hands was also an astonishing number. If they were put in the police station, each of them would be the master of breaking down first and asking questions later. Usually, they were safe and sound because of Liu Zicai's protection. Now it was not a wise decision to let them go so easily.
Shooting them on the spot was a good idea, but since we were all earthlings, I decided to let them live — — fine, I admit, I actually thought that it would be too easy for them to be shot, so I wanted them to enjoy something more exciting than the death penalty.
"Let's send them to Shadow City."
I suddenly thought of the empty shadow City K that Pandora had projected using the space-time distortion device. That place had already become the base of the Schilling Army. A group of idle Schilling Army soldiers would usually chat there and develop things like plastic jadeite relics. That place was absolutely safe as a concentration camp. Only the Schilling Army officers had the authority to open the spatial gate, so these guys wouldn't be able to escape even if there was no one guarding them.
"En, that's a good idea," Sandora nodded in agreement. "Also, let that little girl Pandora help me prepare a biochemical experiment base. It just so happens that I've recently developed an interest in human physiology …"
See, this is what I meant by something more exciting than the death penalty.
I knew it, letting these guys become the prisoners of the Shiring Apostles was definitely more terrifying than death. Unless I gave a special order, otherwise, the Shiring Apostles who didn't view carbon-based life as a form of life would never think about human rights …
Although using living people as experimental subjects was a bit against my character and morals, but — — if the other party was a group of criminals who treated human life as grass, I would take it as enforcing justice on behalf of the heavens!
I even planned that if Liu Zicai still didn't restrain himself, I would personally send him to the biochemical laboratory of the Empire!!
Sandora didn't lower her voice, so basically everyone present heard her clearly. The gangsters who had their guns pointed at their heads by the Schilling Army immediately began to tremble even more vigorously — — Just the thought of being treated as a biochemical experiment subject could make people cramp all over. Perhaps these gangsters were usually fearless, but there was a limit to that. It was obvious that the fear of being subjected to various biochemical experiments had exceeded the limits of their psychological endurance.
On the spot, sounds of begging for mercy rose one after another.
Begging for mercy? Have they ever heard the pleas of those innocent people who died tragically in the hands of these fellows?
Perhaps none of them would have thought that, at the beginning, they were only here to "beat" a country bumpkin who wasn't worth mentioning, but in the end, they would bring about such an ending.
When the last struggling man in a black suit was casually knocked unconscious by the two Schilling Army soldiers and thrown into the entrance of the shadow city, I informed Pandora to remove the one-way space-time lockdown of the surrounding area.
I stretched and said, "Liu Zicai, that small problem, is finally solved."
"Then, it's our big problem …" Sandora said as she took out a bunch of candies out of nowhere and tossed them into her mouth like peanuts.
Naturally, what Sandora was talking about was the matter of Azeroth.
The intense conflict between the Fallen Shiring Apostles and the Protoss might have even led to the corruption of the entire world. Such a matter was definitely not a small matter. Using a more common example, it was like two friendly countries, and a small group of brainless rebels suddenly emerged from one country to destroy the customs of the other country. Such a matter couldn't be explained or apologized. If we couldn't quickly deal with the suspected Shiring Apostles' Army of the Abyss, I'm afraid that it wouldn't be long before we were prepared to start a war with the Gods.
Taking a step back, even if the Protoss were as fair and tolerant as Jingle said, to the point that they didn't hold any grudges against us, we still couldn't just leave a group of Schilling Army wreaking havoc in Azeroth. Not to mention that this group of dangerous lunatics could come to Earth through a certain space-time overlap point at any time!
"Of course we have to go to Azeroth." On the way back, I raised my doubts. "We don't even have the coordinates of the World of Azeroth!"
This was the difficulty of the problem. The existence of the World of Azeroth had been confirmed, but knowing its existence was one thing, and knowing how to get there was another. The worlds in the plane were like bubbles floating in the air. Under normal circumstances, the repulsion between worlds would cause them to separate from each other. If we didn't know the exact coordinates or a clear jump beacon, randomly jumping would only result in a dizzying return to the starting point.
As for the previous trips to other worlds, because there wasn't a clear destination, it couldn't be considered as space travel. At most, it could be considered as space wandering. We were really lucky not to get lost in the endless void.
Back when the Bardi Empire was at its most powerful, this wasn't a big problem. At the time, the Bardi Empire would often use a space-time sensor that could scan the entire dimension in order to find a suitable world in a completely unfamiliar dimension. However, the amount of work required to construct such a monstrous space-time sensor would make one's hair stand on end. Just the requirement of destroying an entire star to construct the sensor core was enough to drive me crazy.
"Can the haunted house in Darrowshire be used as the coordinates?" Shallow Shallow asked.
"No. Although the haunted house in Darrowshire is a projection of the World of Azeroth, the space-time interference in that place is too severe. Using the haunted house in Darrowshire to deduce the coordinates might result in a huge error."
For a moment, we didn't know what to do.
We couldn't possibly build a space-time shuttle to wander around in the plane, right? One must know that the concept of space in the sea of aether in the plane was rather chaotic. Rather than wander around in there, it would be better to jump down from the 20th floor with a nuclear bomb in your arms.
"Actually, if we were to really say it, perhaps there is someone who can …" Sandora said.
"It can't be that troublemaker, right?" Being telepathically linked with Sandora, I immediately knew who she was talking about.
A black-clothed, black-hatted figure with a desolate expression and the word 'trouble' written on her back appeared in my fantasy world.
Lin Xue, an unconventional weapon that maxed out her Spirit of Troublemaking and Talent in Troublemaking. She was a mystical young lady that could cause the Head of the Empire to scratch his head in frustration and be forced to go to someone else's house to be trained.
Her prophecy ability and strengthened energy sensing ability were probably the only things that could help us now.
Although it was still unrealistic for her to search for a foreign world in the plane with her current strength, Schilling's technology had all kinds of energy amplification technology. After strengthening it, she might really be able to sense the signal of another world.
Furthermore, we couldn't think of any better ideas at the moment.
"Then, should we go back to look for her now?"
"Let's wait for a few days first. Didn't Jingle go to the God Realm to report on the situation two days ago? Let's wait for the reply from the God Realm first. If even the Protoss doesn't know the space-time coordinates of the World of Azeroth, then we can only think of a way to create a counterfeit version of the space-time sensor … "
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