Cecil and Typhon had always followed different technological paths—the former had opened up a new route in magic-conducting technology, while the latter had pushed the potential and application of Supernatural Beings to a higher level. In the short term, it was hard to say which held the advantage, and Gawain had never imagined that these two technological paths would one day intersect.
Unfortunately, working with the talents of Supernatural Beings—trying to select "weakly gifted" individuals from ordinary people and use potions, rituals, and training to catalyze them into genuine, if narrowly applicable, Supernatural Beings—had always been Typhon's specialty. Cecil's research in this area was nonexistent.
The Sleeper Cult had always operated in Typhon, so when Wendy faced the problem of insufficiently qualified candidates for Psionic Singers, she immediately thought of Typhon's Alchemical Potions and catalysis techniques. But as for the actual details of those technologies... there was no way she could know them.
"These things are military secrets. The potions are controlled by the Typhon Royal Family and several major military aristocrats, and the specific catalysis techniques are the same. Even if we acquired those things, we would still need compatible training methods, or the test subjects could easily be put in danger," Yuri said. He had some roots in the Typhon aristocracy. Though he had already left those circles by the time Typhon's mass-produced Supernatural Being technology matured, he had once had connections there, and clearly knew more internal intelligence than Wendy. "I don't think we can obtain those materials anytime soon..."
Gawain's expression turned grave. He rubbed his chin as Heti quietly said beside him, "Do you mean Number Twenty-Five..."
Gawain thought for a moment, then slowly shook his head.
Daniel was indeed the first person who had come to his mind—the most successful deep-cover agent in Cecil's