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What kind of Originium Arts was this?

Psionics?

Kal'tsit fell into thought.

Was it a derivative product of the project handled by Laboratory [ZERG-2]?

"Beep beep beep."

A small machine cart slowly drove into the cave.

Once she saw the blood-drawing equipment being delivered, she inserted her finger into the little child's mouth, intending to retrieve her blood sample.

"Old woman, what are you doing?"

At the same time, a voice rang out.

The white-haired Sarkaz girl swaggered in.

She had entered alongside that damned cart.

After all, the Big-Headed Doll at the entrance had nearly smashed the little cart apart.

W relied on her silver tongue—

Mainly on her relationship with the Big-Headed Doll—to persuade that female Sarkaz to free her from her restraints.

Then the Sarkaz girl slipped inside.

With her escorting the cart, the Big-Headed Dolls they encountered along the way did not give either her or the cart any trouble.

If it had been sent in alone—

The cart carrying the equipment would definitely have been smashed to pieces already.

To be honest, W had really wanted to take the stuff from inside the cart and run off to sell it for money.

After all, she had entered this hellhole through another entrance. She could simply follow the rope she had left behind and return the way she came.

That pile of obviously sophisticated equipment had to be incredibly valuable.

But after thinking about it—

The Zerg was still down here, so the Sarkaz girl gave up on the idea.

Stick with the big shot.

That was her policy right now.

Still, she had seen something strange when she came in—

That cold-faced old woman had stuck her finger into the little child's mouth.

And the Zerg had tilted its head back, letting her do