Chen Chuan looked at Nian Qian floating there and said, "A Bio-Field is an outer defensive layer surrounding a Fighter. Most attacks become ineffective once they enter this layer of force."
Nian Qian listened in amazement. As a technical officer, he had a natural curiosity about such things. If it were not New Year's, he would have fired a couple of shots to test it.
Chen Chuan continued, "Fighters differ from one another. Every Fighter is unique. If they do not wish it, then people below a certain limit simply cannot see them or hear them speak."
As he spoke, Nian Qian suddenly realized that Chen Chuan seemed to have vanished. Only his voice reached Nian Qian's ears.
He looked toward Nian Fuli, Yu Wan, and his younger siblings. They were talking over there as though they had not noticed anything that had just happened here.
Amazing.
Nian Qian felt both excited and astonished. This time, he had directly witnessed a Fighter's capabilities. He also knew this was likely only a portion of what Fighters could do; there had to be many more abilities that were inconvenient or difficult to display.
But he also realized that if a Fighter attacked them, they would have almost no ability to fight back. For someone who greatly admired technology, this gave him an added sense of frustration. Since he was currently enveloped by the Bio-Field, Chen Chuan immediately sensed that emotional reaction.
Chen Chuan reached out. A Lion Head Wood Carving he had brought back from the Besa Khanate floated over from the side and landed in his hand. He glanced at it, a gleam flashing in his eyes. A faint light seemed to ripple across the wooden plaque as well. Then he tossed it to Nian Qian, who caught it in one