Chapter 247 The Cold-Blooded World Destroyer 23 (1/2)

"You say you know my weaknesses? And what about my collaborators and vulnerabilities?"

The voice on the radio continued, its tone flat yet carrying a chillingly amusing tone.

"The alternate dimension node of the lair? Yes, that's right, indeed."

"So, this chosen one, do you know that the energy signal shielding strength of the place where you are standing right now is S-level? And as long as I give the order, the base can be reduced to ashes immediately."

The voice suddenly turned extremely cold.

Xu Tiantian's smug expression froze instantly, turning into extreme fear.

"Everything that happens here, every word spoken, is completely blocked."

"Not a single word of the secrets you just mentioned in exchange for benefits could be heard outside."

The voice on the radio was like a devil's whisper, shattering her last illusions.

"Your only role is to perform a worthless, dying monkey show for us, like a clumsy clown."

"Now, the show is over."

"If your base continues to tolerate such swindlers, then I might..."

The voice delivered a cold verdict, as if it would obliterate the entire base in the next second.

Xu Tiantian was struck dumb, her face drained of color, and she collapsed to the ground.

She finally realized that she had been a complete joke from beginning to end.

Her so-called trump card sounds like a dying excuse.

Without hesitation, the base guards stepped forward, grabbed her, and dragged her away.

"Impossible, I'm the protagonist... I've been reborn, I'm going to take back everything that's rightfully mine, how could this happen..."

This time she didn't struggle anymore, but her eyes were empty, and she kept muttering that she was the chosen one.

The quarantine area returned to silence.

The people had mixed feelings, especially the researchers who were passionate about their work.

Although it's regrettable that we couldn't get more information out of Xu Tiantian, we're also glad that we didn't let her continue to spout nonsense and cause even greater losses.

Behind the one-way glass, Zhou Ying pulled down the brim of her hat, concealing a hint of satisfaction in her eyes.

When dealing with garbage, crushing it directly is the cleanest way.

He turned to leave, his gaze inadvertently meeting Zi Xi's inside the quarantine area.

Zi Xi was also looking at him with her eyes crinkled.

Wen Zhaoye paused slightly, then continued walking as if nothing had happened.

But beneath the mask, a barely perceptible, tiny curve appeared at the corner of his mouth.

"Sister Xi! This is devastating! Xu Tiantian has definitely broken down her defenses."

Mona leaned close to Zixi's ear and whispered excitedly.

Zi Xi didn't answer, but just chuckled softly as she looked in the direction Zhou Ying had left.

It seems that Instructor Zhou's attitude has softened considerably, and it's only a matter of time before this so-called inner world is shut down.

But shutting it down like this seems like a waste.

The dormitory area of ​​the base was quiet late at night.

Zi Xi wasn't asleep. She was wearing simple pajamas, sitting cross-legged on the bed with a tablet in front of her. A simple AI rock-paper-scissors game was running on the screen.

She clicked the scissors repeatedly with a blank expression; if she won, she continued; if she lost, she started over.

Suddenly, without warning, an elegant black rift tore open in the space in front of her bed, with dark golden energy patterns flowing along its edges.

Unlike Wen Zhaoye's previous violent tearing, this one carries a deliberately created mystery.

A tall and slender figure stepped out from within.