Passing through layer after layer of security checkpoints and corridors, the group entered the core area of the Avengers base.
Erda's gaze lingered over the precision equipment with its flashing indicator lights and holographic projections, her eyes carrying the appreciation of a researcher.
To her, these products of human technology were far inferior to Imperium technology, yet the uniqueness and developmental potential of the civilization they displayed still deserved praise.
The energy conduit layout is acceptable, but the redundancy is insufficient. Destroying a single node could paralyze an entire section.
The materials have limited strength. Their resistance to energy attacks and rule distortions is worrying.
The overall structure lacks a modular quick-replacement design. Maintenance efficiency is low. She silently assessed everything without voicing her thoughts.
After all, judging a planetary civilization by Imperium standards would be far too harsh.
By comparison, Iglanias's assessment was much more direct—and much more cutting.
She licked her lollipop while sweeping her large eyes over the surroundings, occasionally making quiet clicking sounds with her tongue.
"So... what is this metal box for? Is it meant to make the target more obvious, so enemies can wipe everything out in one go?"
She tilted her head, her tone innocent while her words made the guiding agent's mouth twitch. "The defensive field doesn't even qualify as planetary-level, and there are no spatial stabilization anchors whatsoever. Oh, there are a few crude dimensional warning runes over there. They're drawn all crooked. It's a miracle they even work."
She shook her head at an ordinary-looking wall. "Tsk, tsk. The emergency armory hidden behind this has such obvious fluctuations. Are you afraid enemies won't find it? And those ventilation ducts are large enough for some small infiltration units to crawl through~"
Every one of her comments precisely struck at a weakness