Luo Yu was deeply embarrassed. She had assumed that after their previous transaction, the two sides would have no further contact for quite some time.
The base, at least, would not be contacting the target again.
After all, they had already obtained his cells. If his situation had not been so thorny, making it impossible to guarantee they could kill him, it would not have been surprising if they had turned hostile on the spot.
Yet, less than six hours later, Elder Qi appeared again, looking utterly exhausted.
The other party's cells were stele-grade!
The steles naturally referred to the nine stones that recorded some kind of special cultivation method.
The base had possessed them for tens of thousands of years and still had never managed to decipher them. In truth, "stele-grade" meant that, at the current stage, the thing was unsolvable.
After a brief silence, Elder Qi completely gave up on directly analyzing the other party's cells.
Although Elder Qi was a scientist with a somewhat obsessive personality, he was not the sort of person who knowingly attempted the impossible anyway.
He was, in fact, very cautious. When it came to uncertain matters, he never took risks.
Imagination could be bold, but practice had to be rigorous.
Science contained miracles, but one could not count on miracles.
So she had come again, bearing a new assignment.
Yet the moment she arrived, while she was still feeling a little conflicted, she discovered that the target was seated not far away, looking at her with a smile that was not quite a smile.
That was truly awkward.
A few hours ago, Luo Yu had been as proud as a little peacock, convinced that the other party was merely some native who could not possibly understand the greatness of science.
She had