Target - Trapped

"Mmm... That's right," Hermann sighed helplessly.

However, Hermann's personal show was clearly not over yet.

"But I have some good news too," Hermann continued. "Although the wormholes are much more concealed under the Kaiju's modification methods, a wormhole is still a wormhole. Its essence is still atomic energy."

Hermann extended his fingertip again, dropping a small icon representing a Kaiju into the wormhole.

"Every time a Kaiju passes through, it forces these wormholes to stabilize. Take a bridge as an analogy—no one would want to drive onto a floating bridge that's constantly swaying left and right. The same principle applies to wormholes, which have more precise and complex passage methods... This analogy is terrible, but I think it's enough for you to deeply empathize. Basically, in order for the Kaiju to smoothly arrive on Earth, the atomic energy that forms the wormhole will tend to stabilize and will be unable to move for a period of time."

Then Hermann dragged the icon representing a nuclear bomb into the wormhole.

"By then, we can repeat the Savior process from last time."

Under Hermann's control, the bomb in the hologram exploded violently, and the passage was torn apart, separating the two worlds once again.

Jiang Tianzheng and Lin Yin stared intently at the scene.

To turn everything happening in the simulator into reality—

This was why they were here, and this was the purpose of their existence.

"Then... how much time do we have to launch our attack?" Jiang Tianzheng asked with a solemn expression, as if he were ready. "I need a specific timeframe."

"72 hours." Hermann wrote a large '3' on the hologram and circled it. "This is the time we have to launch our attack. Every time the wormhole teleports, they need at least 3 days to re-gather and adjust the atomic energy, then change their position and deploy the wormhole."

"And the specific location and time of the next Kaiju appearance..." Jiang Tianzheng suddenly paused as he said this. He just remembered that no one would know the answer to this question, and Hermann was no exception.

"This..." Hermann indeed showed a troubled expression. "I've only deduced the operating rules of the wormhole. As for the specific location, perhaps we'll have to wait until the next Kaiju appears before we can make a rough inference."

"Very good." Jiang Tianzheng had no intention of blaming him. He nodded slightly at Hermann with relief. "Organize all the data and give it to me as soon as possible."

Then he turned to Newton.

"As for you... Kunlun and Shandong have both been recovered today. Based on your proposal, I will begin the repair of Kunlun." Jiang Tianzheng paused. "Then I will reconsider the pilot selection for Kunlun. Rosen is definitely out. Perhaps it will be Mike, or it might remain vacant for now. And I hope that incidents like yesterday will not happen again, Dr. Newton, do you understand?"

Jiang Tianzheng's tone was somewhat heavy and full of warning.

Newton was a little angry and a little dejected, like a child who thought he had come up with a brilliant plan, only to be told by the adults that it wouldn't work.

Hermann, on the other hand, was smug and showed no sympathy for Newton's predicament.

"Alright then, the two doctors, let's get to work. Practice is the sole criterion for testing truth, isn't it?"

Jiang Tianzheng nodded to the two doctors, then turned and walked towards the door. Lin Yin quickly followed, but before leaving, she deliberately turned her head to look at the two doctors' reactions.

Newton wanted to chase after Jiang Tianzheng and say something more, but he was stopped by Hermann.

"Admit defeat, Newton," Hermann patted his shoulder. "I know you must want to prove yourself right, just like your theory of 'Synaptic Link with Kaiju' proposed a long time ago, but Lady Luck won't always be on your side."

"It's just that the Commander's attention isn't on this!" Newton said, undeterred by anger. "As long as we summarize and analyze the phenomena that occurred with Kunlun, we will definitely discover something different!"

"You heard him too," Hermann continued. "The Commander told you to stay quietly in the laboratory. If you cause any more trouble, your life might be in danger. Besides, you won't even be able to see Rosen. He's a key surveillance target of the Shatterdome right now."

Newton couldn't refute him for a moment and could only sit back in his seat with a look of disappointment.

However, a voice from the doorway made Newton's spirits lift.

"I can take you to see Rosen." Lin Yin returned, her arms crossed, looking directly at Newton.

"But... you have to tell me all the information you know now. And of course, anything you learn later too."

Rosen had a very strange dream.

He dreamt that he was kneeling on the seabed of Hong Kong's Victoria Harbour, and the cold waves were continuously washing over his body. But strangely, the seawater, which was originally bottomless, now couldn't even reach his thighs.

At this moment, many small boats were drifting below him, like toys in a bathtub.

And in the distance, "Titan"-class airships and numerous towing helicopters were slowly flying towards him.

This... is this the view from Kunlun's eyes?

Rosen was stunned.

His Synaptic Link with Kunlun had ended long ago, but the neural bridging effect seemed to still be present. He could even control Kunlun's eyes to focus...

He saw that the people on the boats on the sea surface were all looking up at him, their eyes filled with awe and expectation.

Is this how I look at Kunlun?

The scene didn't last long—the sight before Rosen's eyes quickly shifted from the bustling sea surface back to a cold white ceiling.

"Where is this... a hospital?"

Rosen struggled to sit up, but the dizziness in his head made him feel lightheaded, and he almost fell off the bed.

Fortunately, a large black hand reached out in time and supported Rosen.

"Thank you..."

Rosen quickly thanked him, but when he saw the owner of the large hand—the words of gratitude stopped on his lips.

A fully armed soldier helped Rosen to his feet. The letters P.P.D.C. were printed on the black bulletproof vest he wore, and he dragged a Type 95 Assault Rifle in his right hand. He was laden with all sorts of gear, from tactical goggles to a tactical harness, not an item missing.

At that moment, the soldier was staring blankly at him. Rosen immediately read a message from his eyes—

'Keep an eye on this guy. He absolutely cannot be allowed to escape!'

Damn it. Rosen cursed inwardly. It seemed Jiang Tianzheng had no intention of letting him go.

Just as Rosen was contemplating how to pry some information out of the soldier, the soldier spoke first.

"Mesaral," the soldier said, handing over a small tin box. "This will protect you from radiation when you're not wearing your combat suit. Officer Zhang Delin brought it for you earlier; he came while you were still asleep."

"Zhang Delin?"

Rosen took the pills, swallowing them with a tilt of his head as he thought about how to escape his current predicament.