Chapter 1192: Chapter 179: I… I’m a Test Subject?! (7800)_4
Yisen Gard: “Haha, thank goodness my mom isn’t watching.”
Ian sneered: “Don’t be ridiculous, Lady Ellen is probably watching the broadcast from the Imperial Capital right now.”
After the banter, Ian and the others continued forward.
The little fish earlier served as a reminder to everyone that the ruins they were about to explore were the most extensive and comprehensive ‘Exotic Species Laboratory’ in the Whole Terra… In this day and age, a thousand years later, how many mutated monsters could exist here? It’s truly an unimaginable thought.
After a while, they could see many scattered village ruins, indicating residential and storage areas with assembly halls and basic research zones, showing that even during the sanctuary era of the apocalypse, people in the research institute never gave up on scientific research and continued their inheritance… In the center of several villages, there was even a rather sturdy courtyard made of the same material as the black walls… with words written on it in the common language.
“…Even in the apocalypse, they valued education within the sanctuary, wanting to pass on knowledge and hope.”
Watching this scene, Ian’s expression grew solemn. Those around him, whether Yisen Gard or Anfa Sio, noticed this.
They saw that, in their eyes, the boy who always seemed to have an ‘indifferent’ and ‘no one can beat me’ attitude showed a rare respect and solemnity towards the ruins before him… but this emotion quickly flashed and was tucked away in his heart.
Ian withdrew his gaze and said calmly, looking towards the ‘Advance Base’ faintly visible in the distance.
The first two layers of the Exotic Species Research Institute had already been explored by the vanguard teams, and all valuable items retrieved. The current Advance Base served both as a major station for maintaining communication signals and as an entrance to the second layer. A flat metal plate formed a base square where many alchemy devices operated above.
Many staff members were busy, and numerous open-air workbenches had screens broadcasting scenes from various locations within the ruins.
“Ah, Miss Anfa… Are you heading to the second layer? We’ll open the door right away.”
The camp supervisor, upon seeing Anfa, immediately set aside his work and came forward to greet her. Faced with the future heir of the Ashlight Family, Dragon Blood Anfa, how could he not be respectful or fearful? Especially since she had a group of well-known powerful friends by her side, requiring utmost reverence.
“No need for formalities.”
Anfa raised her hand, signaling the supervisor to report: “We are the seventh batch to enter, quite late… The earlier exploration teams should have set out from other advance bases. Can you tell what progress they have made?”
“Yes, Miss, I’ll answer your question immediately.” The supervisor turned back hastily and shouted, “Bring up the progress of the other exploration teams!”
Suddenly, Ian and the others saw that the outdoor workbench screens changed to show first-person broadcasts from the first six exploration teams.
The broadcast camera was also on Anfa, as it was a collective observation by all the Fourth Energy Level strong individuals to ensure everyone’s safety, and in a sense, mutual monitoring, preventing any side from secretly taking any crucial essential object.
“Hmm.” Ian observed carefully. The exploration teams before them had all entered the second layer, not yet fully cleared, still hiding some unique items and magical beasts, searching everywhere both for gains and to adapt to combat within the Exotic Species Research Institute.
However, the fastest was not Prince Carlos’s son, Imperial Grandson Aina Sertar… but the team from the Azure Sky Royal Court.
“It’s surprising he’s the fastest.”
Anfa also noticed the scene on the screen. Gaer Ximor, the Khan’s young son, was racing through the depths of the second layer, engaging in combat with fierce beasts and malicious insects emerging from rooms and nests in narrow passages; there were many traps and mechanisms, all crushed through by his brute strength.
The power of the young white werewolf was immense; pure shockwaves and fierce winds were like invisible hands, pulling all the lurking monsters out of the shadows as if scooping meat paste from a jar. He would unleash his strength, smashing weaker useless monsters with wind and stunning the unique rare ones, leaving them for his teammates and subsequent logistics personnel to recover the exobeasts.
In a moment, he could manifest a dozen wind hands; besides strength, his skills were at the peak.
He greatly enjoyed this combat and slaughter, treating the dangerous ruins exploration as casually as play.
“He’s very strong…” The Elf Girl slightly frowned, prompting Ian to raise an eyebrow, “A rivalry?”
“No. Well, sort of.” Initially denying, but eventually admitting, Anfa hesitated before finally speaking the truth: “Golan from the National Domain Department and I have been rivals since childhood… and she has allied with this Gaer Prince.”
Crossing her arms, the Elf Girl was somewhat wary: “Golan is fine, we know each other well… But this Gaer is really strong. He’s just playing, not using his full strength. If we encounter them deep in the ruins and Golan teams up with him, it could cause us trouble.”
“Hmm… definitely strong.” Ian watched the screen for a while. This was also among the six previous exploration teams, the only young strong individual unafraid to showcase his power, not wary of others observing, unlike others who used powers not their own to avoid future rivals analyzing them. Even Ian had prepared charged rifles and magnetic storm generators for dealing with those foes where true power need not be displayed.