Can't Think of a Title!
(Bai Ziye)
Metal extracted that segment of the video and then enlarged it to show everyone.
He added, "Hey, I didn't expect to run into an acquaintance. Would you consider this an unexpected bonus?"
Her tone was laced with schadenfreude, without any attempt to conceal it.
"It's Anjie, but she seems a little different..."
It is indeed a bit different.
Her face was still the same, but her demeanor seemed to have changed a lot. The aura of a bad woman or a scheming bitch that she used to have was gone, replaced by a naive and weak feeling.
SpiCa frowned in thought, then said, "... Hmm, maybe she's Witchification?"
Does Witchification make someone innocent again?
Ceruno asked, "Then why did she run away? Wasn't she loyal to Father?"
"Who knows, the transformation process might be extremely painful, or she might not be herself anymore after the transformation."
SpiCa shrugs at this.
Hephaestus said, "Now that we know she's inside that large building, our next target for reconnaissance is Metal."
"Hmm? I'll give it a try."
I don't know what Metal wants to try.
She pulled up several video clips featuring large buildings, then produced a heavy metal ingot from her hand.
While looking at the screenshot on the screen, he began to manipulate the metal ingot in his hand, and soon created a scaled-down model.
It looks like a huge metal box, and like the other buildings on the "The Other Side," it has no windows on its exterior walls, and the only way to get in and out is through the main door.
Are all the people on "the Other Side" vampires?
Is it really that shameful?
Metal, holding the model, explained, "It's roughly like this. The original building's area is about 200,000 square meters, roughly the size of the City School. This should be the entrance. Although I'm not entirely sure about the details, the location of the entrance and exit is pretty much correct... What do you think this looks like?"
"It's a factory, right? Aren't all high-tech factories like this? They even have cleanrooms and stuff."
Ceruno thought for a moment.
"Perhaps it's an assembly line that produces Monster?"
"I don't know what it is, but it must be a very important place. There are almost no skyscrapers dozens of stories high on the 'The Other Side,' and there are no buildings around that are larger than this coffin. Its prominent presence speaks volumes about its importance. If we can sneak in there, we might discover some secrets... At the very least, dropping a bomb there would cause heavy losses to the 'The Other Side.'"
SpiCa has begun planning an attack regardless of Anjie's life or death.
Are we considered "terrorists" by the Other Side?
I asked, "Do you have a way to get the micro-drones in?"
"I'm afraid that won't work. Putting aside the issue of saturation reconnaissance, drones don't have the AI intelligence to perform infiltration missions... Such a large building with only one entrance, I don't know how they'll handle a fire."
"The drone can't get in? Let me think of another way."
What other option is there? They're not really going to make me go, are they?
Noticing my gaze, SpiCa added, "Don't worry, I won't send anyone Past so easily; that would be too dangerous."
I would also like to take this opportunity to express my own views.
"Judging from these videos, the land area on 'the Other Side' isn't very large. If you spread out their barrel-shaped world, it's not much bigger than a province. So I suggest we first find out the situation on the outside. As for Ms. Anjie..."
We have no obligation to save her.
Like Ceruno's father, she is a traitor among humans; perhaps this video is a trap she deliberately set.
But Ceruno asked, "Huh? Aren't you going to save her?"
She has a soft heart.
To Aunt Yuehan, isn't Anjie essentially a mistress?
"SpiCa, is there no way we can help Anjie?"
As it turned out, Aunt Yuehan said the same thing.
This mother and daughter are truly cut from the same cloth...
SpiCa replied with her eyes closed, "She won't be in any danger, and there's no reason for the Other Side to abandon a potential witch."
"But wasn't she also captured by 'the Other Side'?"
"Even if I rescue her, she'll be reduced to a tool by my closed-mindedness, and neither side will end well for her."
Upon hearing SpiCa's words, Aunt Yuehan fell silent, looking quite worried.
"She betrayed humanity first, so let's not give the enemy too much sympathy. We don't have that kind of luxury right now."
"I know..."
Buzz--
The Wormhole Generator was activated once again, but this time the destination was not "the Other Side".
"Then I'll head back to Dreliast first. The production line for the testing equipment can't start without my magic."
Hephaestus, the Production and Manufacturing Department, was preparing to return.
SpiCa shook hands with her.
"Please also prepare some more miniature drones."
"It needs to be improved based on the existing foundation. I'll let you know when I have a conclusion."
She waved and left.
Ceruno then asked curiously, "Where is Dreliast?"
"The Association's production headquarters is located in a heavy industrial port city in Southern Europe. Most of the Association's specialized equipment is manufactured there, and it is now supplying testing and purification equipment to all parts of the world."
"What is Aunt Hephaestus's magic?"
Metal provided the answer to this.
"After you left this morning, she produced forty miniature drones all by herself here. That's her magic."
P. S. Aunt Yuehan will be there too.
We're back!
"Woof!"
After passing through the Teleportation Halo back to the dormitory, the Golden (Doggy form) bumped headfirst into my stomach.
"Gurgle--!"
This girl is ridiculously fat. Even in my magical girl form, I was knocked backward by her. What kind of super-weight dog has a tail fin stability?
"Ceruno! Sister Miluno! Welcome back!"
A head of red-streaked hair appeared before me.
Even with only his head there, I instinctively reached out to catch it.
"Wow!?"
I couldn't hold back anymore; even I was so startled that I lost my voice.
"Ha, did I scare Sister Miluno?"
Having figured out who the proud head in my hand belonged to, I've finally sorted out the situation.
"You little brat, how dare you scare me! I'm going to use your little head to play basketball!"
"Oh? No, I'm sorry!"
Her body rushed out of the inner room, but she couldn't see the road and tripped over the door frame, falling to the ground. The head in my hand also let out a painful scream.
"Little Xiaoling!"
Extinction rushed out and helped her younger sister up...
But, so her Xiaoling?
This real name sounds much better than "Decomposer".
Have you two had dinner yet?
As soon as I asked that, the head in my hand replied, "Not yet, isn't it a bit early?"
But can she eat with her head removed?
I glanced at the wall clock in the living room.
Four o'clock in the afternoon.
It might be a bit early to eat dinner, but it's just the right time to start cooking.