The Sea Race's Third Research Institute

This area is near the central part of the Azure Nether Ocean, which is already deep sea, with an average depth of around three thousand meters.

Large amounts of seaweed take root on the sandy seabed.

They are exceptionally lush and abundant, with some plants even exceeding two kilometers in height.

Looking up from the seabed, the tips of these seaweeds appear to almost touch the surface of the water.

However, most of the plants remain at an altitude of 1,600 to 1,700 meters, drifting slowly in the dark depths of the sea.

Like the seagrass forests that can be seen Shisui on the edge of the Pacific Ocean, their existence is abrupt.

Normal seaweed typically lives in shallow waters and ranges in length from a few centimeters to seven or eight kilometers.

They need an environment where they can receive sunlight.

However, it is clear that these seagrasses living in the deep sea do not need sunlight to provide the energy they need to survive.

Shisui, from Alternate Space, passed through the seaweed forest, his transparent figure intertwined with the lush green stems and leaves.

Meanwhile, tiny bubbles kept emerging from the depths of the seagrass forest, drifting with the seawater and clinging to the swaying leaves around them.

Shisui gently manipulated the space, sending a small cluster of bubbles into Alternate Space.

The bubble broke apart the instant it entered the Alternate Space, having escaped the moist, high-pressure environment underwater.

A wisp of Psychic Energy appeared from where the bubble burst and disappeared, and vanished into the Alternate Space a moment later.

Clearly, those bubbles contain Psychic Energy, which is what provides the seagrass forest with the energy it needs to survive.

Following the direction from which the bubbles were coming, the Sea Race fleet temporarily halted its advance not far away.

As the fleet landed, the view was no longer obstructed, and the massive complex of buildings came into view.

Two-story buildings, at most three stories, are scattered among the seaweed forests.

Upon closer inspection, the buildings are spaced several meters apart and arranged in a staggered, orderly fashion.

Furthermore, at the front of the building complex, there is a memorial archway.

Because the seabed was too dark, Shisui, who was far away, could not make out the words carved on the archway for a moment.

Looking back at the building complex itself, all the buildings have flat roofs.

The flat roof was covered with fine sand, and then planted with seaweed that was only one or two meters long.

The seaweed growing on the rooftop is a different variety from the surrounding plants, but it emits similar Psychic Energy fluctuations.

From a distance, ordinary awakened beings without the Kakugan might find it difficult to detect the existence of these buildings.

In front of these buildings is the only place where seaweed is sparse.

At that moment, the seaweed that had remained there actually moved to make room, deliberately clearing out a plaza.

Moments after they left, the fleet landed smoothly and came to a stop on the open ground.

Shisui did not stop with the fleet, but instead descended to a lower altitude, getting closer to the seabed.

He then walked straight across the square and headed towards the residential area behind it.

As he approached the complex, he finally saw the inscription on the archway.

[Sea Race Psychic Energy Application Research Base]

Shisui stared thoughtfully at the words "Psychic Energy Application".

Instead of rushing through the archway, he parted the space and entered the area inside.

The moment he entered, he clearly felt his Psychic Energy being suppressed.

Shisui's figure paused slightly at the moment his Psychic Energy weakened, his Rc Cells began to operate frantically.

The repressed Psychic Energy was reactivated by the Rc Cells.

Shisui slowly adjusted the amount of Psychic Energy output, keeping it within a stable range.

While gently regulating his Psychic Energy, he popped a few pieces of Flesh Crystals into his mouth to "replenish his strength."

He didn't pause for long because of this sudden yet reasonable interlude.

The next moment, it swam again, heading towards the complex of buildings.

The first three-story building that comes into view should be the Administration Building.

Several metal plaques hang at the entrance of the small building.

Among them is the name of the small building, "Radiant Splendor Building," and a plaque next to it that reads "Research Base Affiliated to the Third Research Institute."

Just as Shisui successfully infiltrated one of the research bases of the Third Research Institute.

Meanwhile, within Chongming City, at the Reed Pavilion.

Reed Pavilion was bustling with activity today, with diners and tea lovers coming and going in droves.

Although the number of tourists has decreased significantly due to the outbreak of war, local residents still enjoy visiting Reed Pavilion whenever they have free time.

You should know that Reed Pavilion is famous for its excellent tea and delicious food, and it has many regular customers who come every day.

Therefore, the biggest impact of the war on the Reed Pavilion so far is only a slight increase in the cost of ingredients.

And the topics of conversation among guests during their leisure time have shifted from being mostly gossip to a mix of gossip and analysis of the battle situation.

At this moment, the hot topic in the teahouse suddenly changed.

A prince, seemingly seriously injured, collapsed outside the Dragon Palace. What is the reason behind this?

Despite the layers of secrecy, some ambiguous information still managed to leak out.

Yan Fei sat in the most secluded private room, number one in the highest tier of the Reed Pavilion.

His talent was activated, and threads of Psychic Energy extended out, drifting in the seawater, completely enveloping the tea pavilion in his senses.

The jumbled information came together, which Yan Fei quickly sorted and filtered, finally picking out the key points to remember.

He was used to the feeling of information flooding his brain all at once, so he handled it with ease.

Beside her, Lu Qianyu typed a report with one hand on the editing screen of the communicator.

He yawned, his free hand gently fiddling with the gift Yan Fei had given him—a fluffy-looking Leaf Sheep.

Clearly, the tedious work of compiling and reporting intelligence was making him sleepy.

"Qianyu, can you find out what happened about an hour ago near the former Chancellor's Residence outside the Dragon Palace?"

Yan Fei mustered some energy and tilted her head to ask.

Lu Qianyu was stunned for a moment before her mind snapped out of its drowsiness.

He did not answer immediately.

Instead, he withdrew the hand that had been teasing Leaf Sheep and placed it on another machine next to the communicator.

Fingers began to fly up and down, gently and steadily channeling wisps of Psychic Energy into the machine.

After a moment, Lu Qianyu finally answered, "Yes."

"I hacked into several of the glass streetlights that were present at the time, which allowed me to obtain some information about the situation."

He continued to operate the machine, increasing his Psychic Energy output.

The hand that was originally on the communicator was now placed on the machine used to hack into and monitor the streetlights.

"However, we may only be able to obtain some footage or video clips from the internal Recording Device."

"The glass streetlights in that area have all been recalled; the higher-ups of the Sea Race probably want to destroy them immediately."

Yan Fei's expression remained unchanged; it was expected that such intelligence involving members of the royal family would be destroyed.

"Just do your best, and be careful not to get reverse-targeted."

"Don't worry, I'm a professional."

Lu Qianyu sat up straight, his eyes gleaming with the faint light emanating from the running machine, a stark contrast to his previous languid demeanor.

Yan Fei had read his resume and naturally knew his abilities.

The youngest expert in Psychic Energy instruments and equipment dispatched by the central government, specializing in intrusion and reconnaissance.

Previously, he studied at a Human Race high command's leadership, and there is no trace of his international activities.

That's why he was sent to infiltrate.

This is an affirmation of the Yan Family's generations of undercover work by the Human Race high command, and also an endorsement and oversight of him.

Yan Fei pulled herself out of her reverie and sent instructions to her subordinates via the communicator in her hand.

He then immersed himself in intelligence gathering work.