At this moment, Miki Fukada and Zhong Ling entered the tent together.
The instant Miki Fukada saw the display, she froze and murmured, "So, so many..."
"Yeah, there are a lot," the field agent agreed. "According to the AI's estimates, there are more than 6,700 observable human faces on the surface of the giant cocoon just on the side facing Bunker One... and counting the ones on the back, the total has definitely exceeded 10,000."
Sun Hang glanced back at Miki Fukada and immediately realized something. After exchanging a few words with the two field agents, he pulled Miki Fukada into an empty corner.
"You saw Chimera Seventeen's 'weak points'?" Sun Hang asked quietly. "Doesn't your ability only work when you look directly at the target? Looking through a surveillance screen shouldn't count, right?"
Sun Hang remembered clearly that Miki Fukada's Death's Eye had no effect on photographs or recordings—not even live footage.
She had to look directly at the target to see its weaknesses. The clearest example was telescopes: Death's Eye could work on targets captured through a refracting telescope, but a reflecting telescope could not trigger the ability at all.
The reason was the imaging principle of a reflecting telescope. It did not satisfy the strict requirement of "direct sight."
"I'm confused too... I just wanted to try it on a whim, but the screen was almost completely covered in red boxes representing weak points." Miki Fukada looked equally perplexed. "The red boxes were piled on top of each other, turning nearly half the screen blood-red. They almost blinded me."
Hearing this, an idea suddenly surfaced in Sun Hang's mind.
He needed to verify it.
He brought Miki Fukada back into the tent and had the two field agents magnify the surveillance footage several dozen times.
Those bizarre,