The Second Research Institute and an Old Acquaintance

"Hurry up! What are you dawdling for!"

Unpleasant shouts and curses followed intermittently, accompanied by rough shoving, driving a large number of young people, women, and children onto the ship.

The occasional cracking of whips and shrill cries indicated that this was not a rescue team coming to extradite Human Race refugees.

Those armed with weapons were all vengeful "water ghosts" escorting prisoners.

A boy who didn't look very old mingled in the crowd; he was somewhat covered in dust and dirt.

But unlike the people around him, he didn't show obvious panic or helplessness.

To be precise, his face was devoid of any emotion; the blood and dirt conveniently concealed his deathly pale complexion.

Beneath his tattered clothes, a dark purple Radiant Feathers was slowly burrowing into his flesh.

"Smack!"

"Ah!"

The other group of people next to the boy were walking slower due to excessive blood loss, and were whipped away by a whip in the sea.

"Damn it! Are you deliberately slowing down my work progress?!"

The Sea Race remembered the strict order from its superior—the loading must be completed before noon—and its anger flared even more.

"Hurry up! All you ever do is rush me!"

"So what if we have a slight connection?"

"He's been parachuted into the captain's position without any military merit. I wonder what he'll do on the battlefield!"

He kept cursing and swearing while brandishing the whip.

The person lying on the ground was already lifeless after the second lash, leaving only the whooshing sound of the wind breaking and the cracking of the whip against chunks of flesh.

The surrounding group of Human Race, all wounded and clearly substandard, paled in shock.

They didn't care whether their injuries had worsened or not, and kept quickening their pace.

The boys' group also sped up considerably.

However, since everything on their side was undamaged and in good condition, there was no chance of soldiers whipping or abusing them.

However, there were also more soldiers guarding this side, and there was an extra step in the process before boarding the ship.

That is, a physical examination.

"Passed, next."

"Number 01111789, please step forward."

There was no space in front of the boy, and then he was pushed out by a soldier.

"Take it off!"

The Sea Race before them gave the order.

The boy staggered forward two steps, leaving the crowd and standing in front of a Sea Race.

The Sea Race in front of them was clearly the leader of this group of prisoners; he was dressed in a white robe.

It's worth mentioning that half of his face was covered by a mask-like garment, and he was holding a notebook in his hand, seemingly recording something.

"Yes, Captain."

Ignoring the boy's every move, the soldiers eagerly stepped forward and stripped him of his clothes.

The Sea Race circled the motionless boy, its gaze as calm as if it were scrutinizing a pig awaiting slaughter.

"Hmm, acceptable. Next."

As he jotted something down in his notebook, he ordered his men to call the next person up.

The boy was pushed forward again, and then, on the way to board the ship, he was put into a standard light blue long robe.

Before entering the cabin, a small number tag with "01111789" was pinned to his earlobe.

Thus, yet another potential Human Skin Puppet has infiltrated the heavily guarded cargo ship of the Sea Race.

Shisui pondered everything he had just seen through He Radiant Feathers's body.

He noticed the crowd gathering while passing by the harbor and thus stumbled upon the place.

Each ship had one of those Sea Race in white robes who were in charge of inspections.

They're probably doing this under the guise of each person being responsible for a batch of "good goods," so they can share the risk.

Therefore, Shisui did not intend to put all his eggs in one basket, and he infiltrated one or two reserve puppets into each ship.

As for why it's called "reserve force".

Then we must mention the new functions that emerged from the Kagune after advancing to the Earth Realms and fully controlling all of his Kagune.

Originally, when Shisui created the Human Skin Puppets, it was basically the Kagune that entered, and then the host immediately began to be transformed.

Now, Shisui can implant Rc Cells into the target body through Radiant Feathers, where they lie dormant in the brain, waiting to be activated at any time.

Given Shisui's current mastery of Spatial Energy, no one can discover this Radiant Feathers unless they dissect the puppet's brain.

The downside is that before it fully invades the brain, it can cause the host to have difficulty thinking and become dull and sluggish in behavior.

However, this is also because the new product has just been launched.

This flaw can be fixed after using it a few more times.

Shisui that all the puppets had boarded the ship, Zi Sui did not linger any longer and flew towards its original destination.

That direction leads not far from this harbor, near the center of the island, to the temporary settlement of the Sea Race.

After advancing to the Earth Realm, his perception expanded to a wider range and became more sensitive.

Not long ago, he detected a familiar Psychic Energy fluctuation.

He was certain that he had fought against the entity emanating this Psychic Energy.

To date, only two people have fought against him and are still alive.

One was the Human Race Earth Realm in front of the Shengtian Library, the place where he was nearly killed.

The other was Sea Race who used a bone dagger; he remembered that this person seemed to have been released by Bixu.

Who is it?

The Shisui voice dissipated in the howling wind, clearly devoid of any murderous intent, yet it seemed to reveal a murderous urge.

"Perfect timing. Your body has reached its limit anyway, so you might as well come with the team to the Second Research Institute."

"Even if you go back to the First Research Institute now, it'll just mean another medical exam, and then you'll be transferred to the Second Research Institute."

A Sea Race dressed in white robes spoke to Qing Wufei in front of him.

Qing Wufei's facial injuries had mostly healed; apart from her pale complexion, she seemed to be fine.

But the remaining bandages indicate that, after so many days, he has not fully recovered.

This is normal for others; after all, they were near death, so they couldn't possibly recover so quickly.

However, this is unusual for the final product of the joint research project between the two research institutes, Qing Wufei.

This means that either his soul was damaged, or the body that houses his soul has reached its limit and can no longer recover quickly.

After these days of rest and examination, the researchers from the First Research Institute who remained here have basically ruled out the possibility of soul damage.

Therefore, the next step falls under the purview of the Second Research Institute, which is responsible for physical matters.

"I understand," Qing Wufei, aware of her own physical condition, and therefore did not refuse.

"I will finish handing over military duties here before the cadavers are loaded onto the ship."

The white-robed Sea Race smiled and nodded, clearly satisfied with the test subject's obedience.

"Then I'll head back to the harbor first. The loading will be completed before noon, so please make sure you get there by then."

"Yes."

She didn't see the research institute off; Qing Wufei Fei's amber-like vertical pupils remained completely devoid of emotion.

Quiet and gloomy, he was a completely different person from the manic figure he was when bathing in blood.

Just as he turned around, about to step into the temporary camp.

A sudden change has occurred!

Shisui suddenly appeared above his head, and his Bikaku slammed down!

"Bang!"

Smoke and dust rose everywhere.

Then, the loud noise startled all the Sea Race soldiers nearby.

But when they arrived, the place was deserted.

All that remained were lingering ashes and potholes that had appeared out of nowhere on the ground.