What You're Doing Is Illegal

"Go inside!"

The group exchanged glances, offering encouragement to each other and mentally preparing themselves before stepping into the eerie room where the strange prisoner was held.

As soon as they entered the first floor, the door closed behind them.

The surroundings were suddenly plunged into darkness.

Zi--

A strange electrical sound rang in their brains.

A mechanical voice entered their minds directly.

This is using the telepathic abilities of the Bai Zuo to directly transmit the voice of the central control system into their minds.

"Beep! This is the central control center. Newcomers, please respond..."

They were startled, but quickly realized that the Anomaly Containment Association had chosen this method to contact them in order to prevent the leakage of secrets.

Du Jiashi and the others all silently agreed.

"Alright, now I will reveal the process of the contract's strangeness. First, empty your mind and clear away any unnecessary thoughts. Second, when the contract's strangeness occurs, whatever you hear, see, or touch, please do not easily believe it, do not panic, and do not attack."

"Third, the eerie atmosphere can affect emotions and have a certain psychological impact, which may include, but is not limited to, hallucinations, auditory hallucinations, tension, and mania."

Fourth, one must be firm in one's will and not let strange mental influences prevail.

"Did you understand the above procedure?"

"Yes, I heard you clearly," the six people replied.

"The contract begins strangely; may you achieve a resounding victory!"

Click.

A second door opened in front of the six people.

Everyone perked up and stepped into the room together.

Outside the door.

Mr. G leaned against the wall, wondering, "How many people will succeed this time?"

"If only I could study the strange components, but unfortunately, those strange compositions are too peculiar. An ordinary person like me would be corrupted and turned into a monster if I were exposed to them for too long."

"Hehehe, that makes me even more excited. Will they still have reason after turning into a monster?"

Mr. G's face was filled with fervor for exploration, but his eyes were also filled with regret and pity.

Outside the Headquarters Building.

The spies didn't have to wait long before several security guards came over carrying several boxes.

"Let's put them on, we need to get started."

"What is this?" they asked, looking at the security guards as they opened the box.

Each box contained a considerable amount of bulletproof vests, grenades, tactical clothing, pants, and other items.

The spies exchanged bewildered glances. "This is..."

"Change into them," the security guards said impatiently.

"Wait, wait a minute, are we being sent to the front lines if we put these on?"

The spies had a bad feeling.

The security guard glanced at the fearful faces of the men and scoffed disdainfully, "What? Scared? Rookies, I'll count to three, hurry up and change your clothes so you don't miss the opportunity."

"Even if you are Contract Anomalist, what you're doing is still illegal."

"What about human rights? I'm going to file an international complaint against you for violating human rights!"

We want to go back.

"Your contract doesn't specify this type of work; this is deception, and the contract is invalid."

The spies began to protest; none of them wanted to go to the front lines and become cannon fodder.

They were just corporate spies, not some trained secret agents.

If they were to actually go to the battlefield, they would probably just be sitting ducks, since very few of them even know how to fire a gun.

However, the burly security guards remained unmoved, pointing their dark gun barrels at the spies.

The spies were in a state of utter panic. Why were they being treated this way?

Even if they were unwilling, they had to put them on.

However, their thoughts differed; some considered disobeying orders and running away at the sight of danger, while others plotted how to kill the security guards.

After they changed their clothes, one by one they took off their suits and put on khaki tactical uniforms, and they looked like well-mannered modern corporate elites transformed into mercenaries on the battlefield.

Of course, it's only their clothes that are similar; they still lack the bloodthirsty, ruthless aura cultivated from years of immersion in the battlefield.

They carried four grenades on their waists and only daggers.

They were not provided with firearms.

Then, the spies were led at gunpoint to a location several kilometers away where space was unstable.

If it were a regular employee, the security guards wouldn't be so rude.

The security guards acted this way because their identities had been exposed. If it weren't for orders from their superiors to keep them there, they would have shot them on the spot.

Shen Yu sat on the control panel, watching the group of spies whose heads were constantly flashing red exclamation marks.

The moment they entered the company premises, their identities were exposed to Shen Yu. By keeping them around, Shen Yu hoped they would come in handy later. This was a case of training them for a few days to use them in a short time.

"This time, we'll probably make a fortune in Construction Points again. If those countries don't ban the content, then after this, the knowledge of the Anomaly Containment Association won't be limited to just a few countries."

The security guards escorted the group of spies to the vicinity of that space.

They lay in ambush, waiting for the group to arrive.

This place is closer to the Vaser Dungeon than the Headquarters, but finding a hidden door in such a vast plain is not easy.

If they hadn't been following the resource truck, they probably wouldn't have discovered the existence of the Vaser Dungeon.

The attack on the Vaser Dungeon served as a wake-up call for Shen Yu, reminding him not to assume that the White Disk Plains there were no outsiders there.

"Develop some weaponry technology, set up defensive and counter-attack equipment in the Vaser Dungeon, and equip the robots with weapons."

This way, the robot can serve two purposes: when there are no enemies, it acts as a resource-gathering robot, and when it encounters enemies, it can instantly transform into a combat robot.

An hour passed quickly.

The group arrived as promised.

They held their guns and looked around warily.

Where am I?

"Hey buddy, have we traveled through time?"

"This blue sky, this grassland—how long has it been since I've seen such pure blue skies, white clouds, and lush green grass?"

"It feels like a century has passed?"

"Haha, we're rich! This is countless resources. With land, we won't starve."

"Let's go check ahead. If there's no powerful force here, then we'll take over this territory."

"Even if it's already owned, as long as we kill them all, this land will naturally be ours."

"They are nothing but barbaric natives; we are the true masters of this land."

While joking around, the group advanced in a very skillful wedge formation.

The security guards waited silently for them to enter the demolition zone. "Hold your grenades ready. Throw them when I tell you to, and don't forget to pull the pin before you throw them."

"Aim!"

"Preparation!"

"Throw!"