Peony detached her right hand to use it as a projection device, then brought over a stool, drinks, and snacks. She sat beside Wang Jixuan, craning her neck to watch the three-dimensional projection before them.
The surface of Fortress No. 76 was perfectly quiet.
Wang Jixuan watched the stacked surveillance feeds, accepted the candied fruit Peony handed him, and chewed it a few times.
Hm? It actually wasn't an industrial product.
Wang Jixuan asked, "Where did this candied fruit come from?"
"Candied fruit?"
Peony answered honestly:
"You had special talent subsidy points. I saw that you usually didn't have much use for them, so I exchanged some for snacks. They were really expensive supplies."
"Tastes good."
Daoist Wang chewed the candied fruit by his lips and reminded her:
"Save some for Ling Tong... Can we see the Command Center on the Third Floor?"
"According to the rules, we can't," Peony said with a mysterious smile. "But if you allow it, we can."
"Give me the feed."
"Right away."
Peony's delicate right hand resting on the table snapped its fingers. A Projection Screen appeared to Wang Jixuan's left, showing the Command Center where Dongfang Zhenghong was stationed, with audio and video synchronized in real time.
So this was the perspective Old Fu used when he secretly watched commanders everywhere?
Pretty interesting.
The large screen before Dongfang Zhenghong displayed the radar interface, where dozens of red dots flashed continuously.
A group of High-Tier Psionicists was steadily moving underground. They seemed to be using some kind of psionic ability to slowly pass through obstacle after obstacle.
"Estimated targets will appear by the side walls of the Fourth, Fifth, and Sixth Floors!"
"Their advance has slowed. They're avoiding the minefield!"
"Commander, should we trigger the mines ourselves?"
Dongfang Zhenghong said slowly, "Individual human targets