"One test subject, apparently not enough."

"Then, the next one."

As the words fell, Tang Qi paddled cheerfully again, without the slightest desire to look at the monster called "Divavera," or to look back at the mushroom clouds exploding in a Big Explosion behind him.

...

Holy Eagle Nest City, Madeline Manor.

In the fantasy-filled study room, amidst a piled "Book Mountain," Rose Madeline was engrossed in her research, surrounded by numerous books and documents.

Around her, there were various Curios used for transmitting and printing information.

Among them, the most conspicuous was the "Mechanical Alien" fax machine.

The book she was flipping through was a black-covered ancient tome called the "Great Race Compendium."

Rose was about to turn the page when suddenly, on one corner of her desk, words emerged on a blank piece of paper.

Her gaze swept over immediately, Rose first looked astonished, then revealed a smile.

"Already succeeded with one so quickly?"

"Doll God Bolas, hmm, let me see the process."

"Trying to capture the Western Federation Supernova 'Aise Grasna,' yet using such a flawed plan... Fed to the Moon-devouring Beast by Aise Grasna... No wonder the teacher said, although Bolas claims to be a wise Divine being, he is actually a fool."

"Picking up the scraps, that's very much in Tang's style."

Rose had read the content that emerged on the "Knowledge Seeker" report and after pondering for a moment with a faint smile, she pinched the quill and wrote back: "Stay safe!"

After writing, she put down the quill, her attention quickly returned to the ancient book filled with the Dark Era style in her hands.

The page she was reading showed rows of text written in Ancient Federation Language, with several phrases appearing with high frequency.

Great Species of Vitsdon people!

Engineer!

Test subjects!

...

At the same time, in Lovec District.

Late at night, at the site of the former Lovcek 426, now just a large pit.

Under the bright street lights, an Abnormal silhouette appeared out of nowhere.

He looked like a middle-aged Black Homeless Man, dressed in dirty, shabby clothes, with hair matted into knots, seemingly a man without a home.

He walked to the front of Lovcek 426 in an awkward posture, staring at the pit on the ground.

His nose suddenly twitched a few times.

Seeming to sniff at something, his body began to undergo terrifying changes.

Starting with the eyes, two turbid eyeballs entwined with the flesh around the eye sockets rapidly condensed into one surface, at the center, a triangular "eye socket" formed, inside was an incredibly blue glowing gemstone-like eyeball.

At his chin, fleshy tentacles hung down with a whoosh.

Beneath his skin, it seemed like numerous unimaginable Abnormal organs were trying to break through.

These "mutations" were obviously not a good thing.

As the mutations became violent, his aura grew increasingly unstable, as if it could collapse at any moment.

In response, he simply looked down and saw a mouth full of barbed tongues open, saying in a low voice, "The rejection reaction from the Origin Star is getting more intense, temporary host body No. 1 will completely collapse in ten seconds."

As his words ended, he suddenly turned, his triangular eyes looking directly towards the distant suburbs, he stepped forward, his body vanishing on the spot.

Approximately eight or nine seconds later, in the suburbs, outside Madeline Manor.

The "Black Homeless Man," whose original form was almost unrecognizable, suddenly appeared outside the rust-covered iron gates.

"Found... it!"

"Test subject HG26 is dead,... suspected interference element, female Human of Origin Star, disciple of an Ancient Observer, part of a test subject's spouse... Human name Rose Madeline."

Among emotionless murmurs, the image of a mature, intellectual female scholar surfaced in the eyes of the Homeless Man.

He slowly extended a limb, like a tentacle or a palm of sticky flesh, and at the instant of touching the iron gate, his body completely collapsed, turning into a Black Spot with a gust of night wind, quickly dissipating into the Nightfall.

The howling night wind caused the iron gate to creak, without ceasing, a sleazy, ancient Ghost figure appeared.

The estate gatekeeper Strazan, most of his body still inside the estate, poked out a comical face, looking around but finding nothing.

His features squeezed into a puzzled expression, he shivered fiercely, filled with inexplicable Fear, mumbling:

"How odd, there's clearly nothing here, why do I feel so afraid?"

"Could it be... haunted?"

"No, that can't be right, I myself am a ghost."

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