The woods that had been baptized by the heavy rain of blood arrows were in a mess. The surrounding trees were riddled with holes from the attacks from the air. Thousands of holes, large and small, were also left on the ground. Vermeer really used it this time.

With all his strength, he rushed over after receiving the report and immediately launched an attack while he was still in the air. Fortunately, he caught up at the critical moment.

Both Genn and Carewyn lowered their heads and remained silent. This time, they did make a mistake in their decision-making, which almost caused a disaster. Genn originally just wanted to defend the main road and prevent the enemy from escaping, but he didn't expect that the telepathic puppet would discover it.

, he didn’t want to start a fight originally, but he was forced to take action.

"Fortunately, there were no casualties. The strength of this thing is amazing. Even those of us who are mentors are not absolutely sure. Fortunately, you two are pretty good at it and you can hold on until I come over." Vermeer's eyes were slightly tinged.

He scolded Gen and the others angrily.

"Hee hee." Carewin rubbed his nose and couldn't help laughing. Being able to deal with such a powerful enemy was a high compliment for him.

"Why are you laughing? I'm not complimenting you!" Vermeer glared at Carewyn, and then the guy lowered his head and stopped making any sound.

"Teacher, this is indeed an emergency. We finally found the whereabouts of the enemy. We don't want to waste this opportunity." Genn said softly.

"I'm not angry because of this, but because...compared to all the details of the mission, obeying orders should be the highest priority. You must keep this in mind at all times." Vermeer said seriously.

"We understand..." Gen and Carewyn agreed in unison.

"Too quiet! Is your attitude so careless!"

"Understood!" the two replied loudly again.

Vermeer waved his hand and asked the two of them to go back to the academy to deal with their wounds first. Both of them suffered serious injuries, especially Gen. He was hit head-on by the flames emitted by the telepathic puppet, and suffered several burns on his body.

In fact, you can also use Golden Gate Technique to directly heal yourself, but if you have medical conditions, it is better to use it sparingly.

Afterwards, other teams' searches yielded no results. I wonder if it was because the fighting on Gen's side alerted the other hidden puppets, causing them to all retreat to more secluded places.

The puppet that Vermeer destroyed was the only clue left. It was shattered by Vermeer's all-out attack. The remains of the puppet were extremely damaged. The spherical main body was penetrated by several blood arrows, and there were sophisticated mind-guiding circuits inside.

All were exposed, and its four appendages were cut off and smashed. After losing its power source, it was like a weird toy. It was completely unimaginable that it could unleash such a terrifying attack power before.

There is also the damaged mechanical core. The extremely precise structure inside can be seen from the break. Vermeer has never seen such a strange structure. Maybe he is not knowledgeable enough and wants to figure out the secret of this thing.

, it seems that we still need to find more professional talents.

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"Ding~ The monitoring is with the instructor-level authority of the college, allowing passage." The optical device on the door of the anomaly research department quickly scanned Vermeer's body and confirmed his identity. Soon, the door of the institute opened, and Vermeer carried his handheld

He walked into it carrying a black suitcase.

Vesela Academy, Department of Anomaly Research, is like a paradise for germophiles. It is so clean that you can think of a hospital or a morgue. In the white minimalist style room, the experimenters are wearing white coats.

Wearing masks, they are working intensely and are engaged in various experimental work that is difficult for laymen to understand. They never communicate with each other unless necessary. The air is so quiet that it can make people uncomfortable. Here is the IQ in the academy.

The highest gathering place for a small group of people, but also a playground for weirdos and lunatics.

Vermeer took the core obtained from the mechanical puppet here, hoping that Dr. Lostraff and his team of weirdos could decipher useful information.

After passing through several staid researchers who turned a blind eye to his existence, he took the elevator all the way to the high-authority floor at the bottom of the research department. After passing through more than a dozen security inspection doors, Vermeer finally arrived at Lostrav's laboratory.

At this moment, the doctor was using a glass vessel to purify a certain solution, completely ignoring the existence of Vermeer. Either he didn't notice it, or he simply didn't like to talk to others.

Soon, the purple solution in the spherical beaker bubbled like boiling water, and the solution inside also quickly changed color, turning into a small dark blue crystal, which stuck to the bottom of the container like a boat of salt. No one knew it.

What is he tinkering with? This old man has always been as mysterious as a medieval alchemist.

It didn't take long for the solution to completely evaporate, and the crystals inside were collected in a small beaker. At this time, a bright smile appeared on Lostrav's bitter face, as if a gardener had successfully cultivated it in his own garden.

A priceless golden rose emerged.

"What are you doing?" Vermeer took the initiative to break the silence in the air and asked Dr. Lostraff. Vermeer's words were full of respect for this senior, senior man with a weird temper.

"Delin Poison, just a little bit, can kill all living things within a five-mile radius. It is mixed with an ancient secret recipe that can paralyze a person's pineal gland and cerebral cortex. Even light readers can do the same."

It’s interesting to know how to get the trick, isn’t it?” Lostrov chuckled, showing off his new achievements.

"This..." Although Vermeer didn't quite understand it, he expressed that he was greatly shocked. This kind of thing may be very useful for dealing with enemies, but it doesn't seem to distinguish between friend and foe, and... it's a bit too sinister.

The glass of the beaker containing the poison was only a few millimeters thick. After the experiment was successful, it was placed casually on the corner of the table by the doctor. If it accidentally fell from the table... the consequences would be disastrous.

"Tell me, Vermeer, why are you here looking for me? I know you are not usually a person who likes to open doors. If you want to trouble me, just tell me and don't waste our time." Just as Vermeer was saying,

Worried about the bottle of poison on the corner of the table, Dr. Lostraff became a little impatient and took the initiative to ask Vermeer.

"One day ago, we destroyed a mechanical puppet on the plain. It was suspected to be the same as the puppet that attacked the academy before, so I would like to ask you to help research it and see if it can be among them.

Get effective information..."

"Stop! Vermeer. I'm not interested in mechanical puppets at all. They are just crude products after the industrialization of light thought technology. I am different from you idle guys. I hope that every second of my life will be the best."

Dedicated to science. I have been very busy recently and have a lot of important topics to do, but I don’t have time to be a dirty detective for you." As he said, the doctor picked up a thick pile of scientific research reports on the table and put them down heavily.

Lost. In fact, he was just showing off his temper. He couldn't get the experimental materials from the dragon last time, and he was feeling sulky. Now, if he bothers him again, he won't look good.

"Are you really going to stop taking another look? I always feel that this puppet is a little weird, different from the ones I've seen before." Vermeer said tentatively. He also knew that the doctor's bullish temper could not be controlled by eight horses.

, he could only use words to guide him slowly, so he deliberately made a very mysterious expression and placed the suitcase on the table in front of the doctor.

"Okay... I'll just take a look." Dr. Lostraff reluctantly adjusted his glasses, pressed his hands on the buckle on the side of the suitcase, and pressed lightly inside.

The top of the box lid popped open instantly, revealing the core of the mechanical puppet contained inside.

The cold white metal structure glows with cold light under the tungsten lamp in the laboratory. The exquisitely polished spherical shell, with the intricate etching of light thoughts on it, is like a handicraft created by the most skilled craftsmen in the world. The only pity is that there is a

There was a penetrating injury everywhere, and some tissue could be seen along the wound that had been broken into pieces.

Such an exquisite mechanical structure completely impressed Dr. Lostraff's mind. The technical threshold for optical thought etching is extremely high. Even the most advanced families of thought guides have not broken through the technical difficulties and want to achieve such a small size.

To produce such a perfect and complicated etching of light on an object is a work of genius and miraculous skill.

"Which reckless man destroyed such a great mechanical structure? This is really outrageous. It is simply a blasphemy against technology." Lostrav said angrily.

"I did it. Alas...it was an emergency and there was nothing we could do." Vermeer helplessly spread his hands and mentioned the name of a reckless man for a moment, making him dumbfounded.

"This is really a rare good thing. Let me take a closer look." The doctor was very excited at this moment. He reached out and turned the button on his glasses, and the glasses were adjusted to high-power microscopy mode.

From his perspective, the microscopic structure of the metal core was slowly revealed. He gradually saw the composition sequence of the metal clearly.

"My God." At this moment, the doctor exclaimed, as if he had encountered something extremely incredible.

He quickly pressed the button on the communicator on the table and gave instructions to other members of the institute in a fiery tone without any room for error.
Chapter completed!