The cold wind howled, and the night in the New World fell into a strange silence and noise everywhere.

The 33rd floor underground of Sunny Harbor Shelter.

There was a sudden noise in the research room with the red light on, a burst of exhaust sound, and the lights above turned green.

Hades, covered in black and red blood, walked out, still with a heavy look of confusion on his face.

"Is there something that can set up such a strong cognitive barrier for living things?"

He thought about it, went to the locker room next to him, took a shower, changed into new clothes and walked out.

He took the elevator to the thirty-fourth floor, opened a door that was ajar, and Hades walked in.

The space inside is very large, at least 500 square meters.

Dozens of people are busy processing various data inside. One wall is divided into more than ten small cells, which are the results of interrogating dwarves in different research rooms.

"Master Manager, the target is dead, right?"

"There is no need to replace them for the time being. We only have the last dozen or so materials left. We can't let this waste go on."

Hades answered casually, his eyes falling on the wall.

That was the experiment he just conducted, but unfortunately it failed again.

Research room.

The poor dwarf was tied to the bed, and his body was covered with floating stickers for monitoring his status.

Numerous images flashed across the bedside instruments, all filled with dazzling data.

When all the data showed green signs, the dwarf who was still in a coma suddenly woke up with a jolt.

"Your name?"

"Little Tower Mountain."

"Your purpose?"

"Break Tianyuan's territory and capture human Soma alive."

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It was still the same question as before, and the dwarf answered it very smoothly, as if he had rehearsed it.

After confirming that there was no change from the last answer, Hades said again:

"Where are you from?"

Wow.

The dwarf began to resist, and the confusion in his eyes began to diminish, replaced by a scarlet clarity.

But unfortunately, after a few flutters and a burst of electricity from the floating patch, his eyes became dull again.

"I come from the dwarf territory of all nations."

"With Qinggang City as the center point, where is the territory of the dwarves of all nations?"

"33591,11594,9951"

When the dwarf said a coordinate point, the nearby instrument automatically calculated the position.

To the northeast of Qinggang City, the distance is about 500 kilometers to 900 kilometers.

"Dwarves' weakness?"

"The individual is weak and relies on weapons and fighting beasts."

"Dwarves' advantage?"

"Strong reproduction ability and strong learning ability."

"Where did you learn your skills?"

"I didn't have breakfast."

"Um?"

The nonsensical answer made Hades frown in the picture and had to change his explanation.

"What is the principle of the weapons you use?"

"Old Technology."

"Where did you learn it?"

"I didn't have breakfast."

"I'm not just asking about breakfast. Do you know where I can find old technology?"

"Dwarf King's City."

"Very good, next question is that you also traveled to this world?"

"I didn't have breakfast."

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As long as the core question is asked from the very beginning, the dwarves will directly resist and set up an insurmountable mental barrier.

Now I have developed cognitive impairment and cannot understand certain questions at all.

Hades asked himself that he had reached the limit of his ability, but still could not pry out any useful information from these dwarves.

And as long as the cognitive impairment occurs more than ten times, the dwarf's body will explode directly.

It was like a firework that was lit by someone igniting the fuse below.

"Do they have to take the initiative to answer questions when they are awake in order to screen out cognitive impairment?"

Hades moved his eyes and landed on other screen cells.

Some dwarves were tied to the bed in the laboratory, and some were hung dying in the dungeon.

There are also some dwarves who have been subjected to various cruel experimental methods to extract genetic data from their bodies.

"You also traveled to this world?"

"Go to hell, the dwarf god is coming, and you damn humans will be crushed to death!"

"What is the Dwarf God?"

"Stop your delusions. The human God Su can't save you. You all need to die. Just die!"

"Where is your base camp? I mean besides the Dwarf Territory of All Nations?"

"Give up, you will all accept the judgment of the dwarf god!"

"Oh, don't forget, before the dwarf God judges us, we can judge you, this poor little bug, at any time."

"The dwarf god is looking at me, haha, you can't kill me, I will come back!"

The dwarves in the dungeon are the most crazy, and they all speak obscure prayers, full of belief in the dwarf god.

If recent experiments had not parsed most of the meanings of the Dwarvish language, I would not be able to understand what they were talking about.

god.

Hades repeated this word repeatedly, and the look of confusion on his face became more intense.

To say that creatures like dwarves have faith, it would be reasonable to make up a creature like a god.

But from their mouths, we can hear from time to time that humans also have gods.

Su Shen.

Is it that Somo?

While I was thinking, the watch on my hand made a beeping sound, reminding me that it was time to turn the clock again.

Hades lowered his head expressionlessly and glanced at the numbers above.

There are still nine days left before the thirty days of awakening.

In fact, although the sleep bin is set for no more than thirty days, it will not have much impact on the next sleep.

But this ‘too big’ is actually controversial.

Some people believe that every seven days is a cycle of reincarnation. The more times there are reincarnations, the greater the risk factor.

Now, he has gone through three reincarnations.

If you choose to continue to hold on, you will enter the fourth reincarnation.

"Continue the experiment, or fall asleep?"

Hades hesitated.

But after taking a look at the pictures on the screen that still showed no progress, he suddenly made a decision.

"Ask Tang En and Edmund to come to me. I have an order to give."

"OK."

The guard nodded and respectfully left the room.

February 17, Year 2 of the Wasteland Calendar.

There is only one last semi-natural day left before the end of the 'Metal Sigh' disaster.

Early in the morning.

Tianyuan Dungeon, inside the office.
To be continued...