Research, Part One

Inside Planet 184's research base.

Whether it was Wei He or Ansaya, both had secrets of their own hidden away.

And after the attack at the cliff, Ansaya's attitude toward Wei He had changed as well.

His previous indifference had turned into wariness and suspicion.

Researchers were not frightening. What was frightening were researchers with mental problems who also possessed strength.

Wei He had also noticed Ansaya's problem. Just as he had expected, this guy's mental issues were severe.

And they were no ordinary issues—he had dissociative identity disorder.

In the blink of an eye, more than two months had passed since Great Knight Fransha's attack.

Within the underground base.

Wei He wore a white sterile suit, wrapped up tightly from head to toe like an astronaut, as he stood before two cylindrical emerald-green tanks.

The project supervisor here, Qino, was dressed the same way.

Both their gazes were fixed on the two contaminated beasts soaking inside the tanks.

"According to our instruments, over the past month, the contamination radiation on these two contaminated beasts transported from elsewhere has decreased by approximately five percent."

"So it really worked?" Wei He's gaze deepened.

He extended a hand and gently stroked the tank's transparent outer wall.

"Even foreign species can be affected by this strange force field as long as they remain on this planet."

"Based on the preliminary force-field model we established, this force field also has varying distributions of strength. It is more like a river, flowing endlessly across this planet," Qino said solemnly.

The experiment had originally been deadlocked. Although they had observed the force field's effects on living organisms, they had been unable to construct a specific model.

Instead, it was Wei He, whom Qino had initially overlooked—this superior who should clearly have been no more than a