That night, the bright moon hung high in the sky. The Soul Tool laboratories, bustling during the day, had now fallen into dead silence. Only the rhythmic "click-clack" of patrol teams' Soul Tool boots on the alloy ground, along with the pale beams of Soul Tool searchlights cutting through the night sky in the distance, proved how tightly guarded this Federation stronghold was.
At that moment, Xu Ziqian was sitting in his top-floor office at the Research Department, handling various matters.
Over the past few days, the infiltrators had caused some chaos and losses for the Research Department, leaving quite a few matters piled up and awaiting his decision.
But just as he was about to finish, buzz!
An inconspicuous black box on his desk suddenly lit up with a blinding red glow from the Soul Tool core embedded within it!
At the same time, dozens of Soul Guidance Detectors personally and meticulously arranged by Xu Ziqian across dozens of kilometers around the Research Department almost simultaneously sent sharp warning pulses into his mind!
When he extended his spiritual consciousness through the Soul Power imprints on the Soul Guidance Detectors, an invisible mental link was instantly established. The images captured by the detectors flooded into his sea of consciousness like an icy tide, yet a satisfied smile appeared on his face.
They finally came!
Shrek's response was exactly as he had expected. They had still chosen the most extreme, most foolish path! He had waited far too long for this moment.
Without the slightest hesitation, he activated his Soul Guidance Communicator and sent a call to a certain number. "They're here. Activate Plan A!
Let our 'guests'—experience the Research Department's hospitality."
"Yes!" came the swift reply from the other end of the call.
Then, standing before the enormous floor-to-ceiling window