Reconnaissance Personnel

"Hey, you three, time to wake up!"

Amid Linsey's indifferent calls.

The three awakened individuals, who had collapsed in the prison, slowly opened their eyes.

Following the sound, they found Linsey standing outside the railing, and their mood immediately sank.

On the way back to the Banyan Forest.

They can't remain unconscious for the next few days.

However, he would wake up several times during this period, but would often fall back into a coma very quickly.

Not only were all his belongings confiscated.

They were given only the bare minimum of food and water to sustain life.

At this moment, coupled with the suppression of their Essence and bodies by the cage, they sat in place, almost unable to move.

However, this is not the most difficult situation at present.

Because when they turned their eyes, they saw Hilude sitting in a wheelchair next to them.

The young writer knew they were there to interrogate prisoners, so she completely lost control of her aura. That emotion, reaching the very depths of their souls, instantly imprinted itself on the hearts of the three men, making them feel unbearably tired even while lying on the ground.

The air in the Banyan Forest is much more comfortable than outside.

But at this moment, the three awakened individuals in the cage still felt difficulty breathing.

"You..."

"What... what stage is this?"

"Impossible."

Seeing the three of them looking like startled animals, Linsey turned to look at Hilude:

"Did we go too far?"

"You've scared them so much, it's not easy for me to ask them questions."

Hilude smiled dismissively:

"That's how they'll behave."

"Moreover, back in the Seven Seas Alliance era, this kind of guy wouldn't even catch my eye; he wouldn't even qualify as a supporting character in the script!"

Hilude's wine-red eyes looked down at the three of them with the disdain of a god in the heavens:

"In short, I have a question for you now. Do you have any objections?"

The three people in the cage had no chance of compromising.

But at this moment, their minds were almost completely out of control due to being infected by Hilude's powerful Emotional Source Material.

Just then Hilude spoke. They nodded frantically, as if they had rehearsed it:

"Ask away! Ask away!"

"We'll tell you everything, we'll tell you everything!"

"..."

Linsey's lips relaxed slightly.

Well, now the difficulty of the interrogation has gone from hard mode to a beginner's tutorial.

Although I don't particularly like Hilude, this Fallen Artist, I have to admit that she is indeed useful in situations like this.

Linsey sighed inwardly, then asked:

"Let me tell you about my background first."

The three immediately replied:

"We are the Green Swamp's reconnaissance team. We usually scout the environment in the Wasteland, monitor the changes of various forces, and transmit important intelligence back in a timely manner."

Green Swamp.

Upon hearing the term, Linsey's tone became serious, and he carefully confirmed it:

"You come from the Green Swamp?"

The perceiver in the cage answered tremblingly:

"That's right."

"..."

"Call--"

Linsey took a deep breath.

Linsey hadn't considered how much of a foreseeable future he could have given him; he had just sent Sand Dune out to gather information, and the information had come knocking on his door!

"Then let's talk about the situation in the Green Swamp, and your status in the city."

Upon hearing this question, a flicker of fear crossed the Perceiver's eyes, and he instinctively wanted to refuse to answer.

But Hilude, suddenly snorted coldly.

The perceiver, being naturally perceptive, sensed the emotions of the Seventh Stage artist. His fear vanished instantly, and his weakened spirit, in this state, became like a puppet on strings.

"The Green Swamp is ruled by the Snake King."

"An absolute elitist policy is implemented there. Each level of awakened individuals represents a class, while ordinary people are slaves and laborers. Members of the next level must never disobey the orders of members of the next level. If there is a shortage of manpower in the city, they will go out and plunder..."

After hearing the description, Linsey asked another question:

"What about the environment there, and what about your food sources?"

The perceiver continued in response:

"The Life Force of the Green Swamp has not declined. Food...food comes from Farmland left over from long ago, plus hunting and slaughtering livestock, which allows the city to function."

Well, here's another place that can guarantee the Life Force of the land.

However, the Green Swamp was, after all, the largest power in the Wasteland, and Linsey was not surprised that they could maintain stability within a city.

He changed the subject and asked:

"Do you know anything specific about that Snake King?"

The perceiver shook his head and said:

"My status makes it inaccessible."

"However, the Snake King only stays in his Palace, and anyone who violates the rules he has set will have their life devoured."

"..."

After some questioning, Linsey got a general understanding of the situation in the Green Swamp.

It is a city that follows the law of the jungle, where the strong prey on the weak.

Therefore, in the Green Swamp, the rule is that power reigns supreme, or more accurately, that the awakened reign supreme.

He then inquired about the Yarrow Camp:

"A few months ago, the people of the Green Swamp attacked the Yarrow Camp."

"Do you know the details of that incident, or the current situation of the kidnapped people?"

The perceiver nodded and said:

"Of course I know, we were the ones who sent that message back."

"A year ago, we relayed the news of the Yarrow Camp to the Green Swamp. After thorough preparation and a long trek, our team was able to level the place."

"As for prisoners, the best awakened ones are the best resource, and they should be controlled and enslaved."

The perceiver was unaware that he was currently on the ruins of the Yarrow Camp.

The massive Banyan Forest surrounding him caused him to misunderstand his environment, and he was simply stating the facts from an objective perspective.

He had no idea that he was confessing to a crime at the 'crime scene'!

"To become a slave."

"That's fine, as long as he's not dead."

Linsey shook her head slightly.

Then he began to think about how to deal with the three people in front of him.

The awakened ones of the Green Swamp are ultimately different from the refugees who actively seek refuge there.

Given the deep-seated hatred left behind at the Yarrow Camp, there was absolutely no way he would accept these three people as normal laborers.

"Push them out and let people take revenge?"

"Or are we going to just imprison him like this, using him as a prisoner case for demonstration, and temporarily adopting a combination of kindness and severity?"

Having considered this, Linsey decided to end the questioning.

After all, the other party had already given him all the information he wanted to know.

But just as Linsey was about to leave, Hilude, who was sitting in a wheelchair beside her, spoke up to remind her:

"Linsey, they've been wandering this land for a long time."

"So you know more information than the hunters you hastily dispatched."

Linsey understood the meaning behind Hilude's words.

He paused, looking at the three people in the cage with a complicated expression:

"One last question."

"You spend most of your time on the Wasteland, so besides being aware of the changes in power, you should also know about the minerals."

The three men nodded vigorously and replied honestly:

"I know, of course I know!"

"Iron ore, silver ore, gold ore, copper ore... we know all of these!"