Time always passed too quickly. Before I knew it, Cindyia had already been home for three or four days—or, in other words, the two Merrowa prisoners of war had been locked in the Fourth District for three or four days.
According to past records of prisoners' mental states, three days was the absolute limit a sapient being with the strongest will could endure in the Fourth District. But those two Merrowa POWs had supposedly undergone comprehensive modifications, some of which even affected their souls, so perhaps they could last a little longer? Still, I doubted it would be much longer. Everything in the Fourth District was meticulously designed by Lilina. Every criminal sent there received "punishment" specifically aimed at the psychological weaknesses of sapient beings. Against such an extreme environment, ordinary brainwashing and mental conditioning probably would not help much.
As for the captured Merrowa fighter, it was still in the Second Laboratory. Progress on reading its core had been slow. The Merova People's data encryption technology had been inherited directly from the Old Empire, which was a huge problem. All our scanning equipment had encountered targeted defensive measures. At the moment, the quickest way to unlock that Navigation Computer still seemed to be finding a breakthrough through the two POWs. So I returned to the Fourth District, though the atmosphere of this place really made me uncomfortable.
Lilina now spent half of every day in the Fourth District. She personally observed the mental states of those two prisoners and judged what degree of stimulation to give them and when. That mentally unstable girl never grew tired of the job. Even while eating at home, she would suddenly let out suspiciously sinister laughs. I had to be grateful that she was under my control. Otherwise, wherever she went, she would