Chapter 422
Chapter 422 Canned Meat
After that, the strongest group in the country, who held the most power, engaged in a very enthusiastic discussion regarding the upcoming expedition.
This was also the first important meeting attended by Xia Xinyan and Ling Mo as representatives of the Eagles Alliance, and their status was not low at all.
After all, among those present, only they had personally gone to the Demon Stronghold and returned alive; just the video they took was enough for everyone else to study for quite some time.
Unfortunately, the time left for them was unlikely to be enough to thoroughly investigate those matters.
So their final decision was to choose a more aggressive approach—namely, the reconnaissance operation that Summer Jincang had mentioned earlier.
The original purpose of their reconnaissance operation was to ascertain the locations of all the Demon Strongholds before formulating a plan to assault them one by one. However, upon learning that those demons had also begun to evolve, things got complicated—if human actions became too obvious, they would inevitably attract the demons’ attention. If they startled the snakes in the grass, they might end up facing a terrible situation.
Thus, no matter what, they had to come up with a method that wouldn’t alarm the demons, and this task naturally fell to the Eagles Alliance.
Since only Ling Mo and his team had personally been to the Demon Stronghold and had fought with the evolved demons, they were undoubtedly the ones present who understood the evolved demons the best. If even they couldn’t find a non-alarming way to conduct reconnaissance, then the expedition would have to proceed without any prior investigation.
However, if they did it that way, casualties would absolutely not be on a single scale.
Not to mention that in the case of being on enemy territory, even if they were fully prepared, there was no guarantee of a hundred percent victory. In this context, any strategy to increase their odds was worth considering.
So by the end of the meeting, the Eagles Alliance subtly began to feel like a beacon of hope for humanity—more precisely, Ling Mo and his companions felt like saviors.
This did fit their identity well.
Only after sending off all personnel did Ling Mo let out a sigh, rubbing his temples, “This has really given us a tricky problem.”
The chubby guy rubbed his hands together, clearly a bit excited: “Isn’t this a great opportunity to prove our strength? We’ve accomplished things that all the other major forces couldn’t—doesn’t that mean we’re better than those guys? This is a way to boost our prestige faster than any previous publicity stunt I’ve thought of!”
Bai Yu, who had been watching everything, frowned: “But talking is easy; doing it is hard. How are we supposed to find a way to avoid alarming the demons without alarming them?”
This question could be viewed as a paradox, unless they succeeded on their first attempt.
“I have an idea,” Xia Xinyan suddenly spoke up, then looked over at the bored Monica who was yawning beside her, “What happened to that canned meat…?”
After being brought back to the base, that demon had been taken away by Monica, who typically used it as her personal intelligence research material. Moreover, the world truth Monica had previously mentioned seemed to have been verified from that demon.
On hearing this, Monica immediately stopped halfway through her yawn and coughed lightly: “It should… be fine.”
Xia Xinyan: “…”
She was really curious about how that whatever investigation agency had picked Monica to be a police officer.
With her unreliable demeanor, weren’t they afraid she’d accidentally destroy the world?
Seemingly sensing Xia Xinyan’s thoughts, Monica shrugged: “Don’t worry, I definitely know when to be serious about important matters. If you want to find that guy, just go to my house; the door is open. I’m a bit bored now, so I’m going out to have some fun.”
After saying that, she got up and left.
Ling Mo raised an eyebrow: “I can’t shake the feeling that she’s feeling guilty.”
“I feel the same way.” Xia Xinyan nodded, sighed, “Well, as long as that guy’s still alive, we can use it for some testing.”
The chubby guy paused: “How are we going to do that?”
“To avoid alarming the demons, the simplest way is to disguise ourselves.” Xia Xinyan whispered, “If we can find a way to mimic the aura of a demon, maybe we can trick those guys.”
She remembered this method from her last life during an expedition when a small team was ambushed by demons and nearly wiped out. One survivor managed to escape by covering himself in demon blood and disguising his aura.
It was indeed a way to mask one’s presence, but it wouldn’t be much use against higher-level beings with detecting capabilities—like her. Even if someone wrapped themselves in demon blood, she would still be able to detect a slight difference in aura.
But… at least for now, it seemed there weren’t many demons with such detection abilities around.
Moreover, during her last expedition, the survivor had escaped this way against demons that were almost fully evolved; there was no reason that the not-yet-fully-evolved demons of this lifetime would be any stronger.
Of course, this idea was still just a guess, but they happened to have a natural experimental subject; it wouldn’t be difficult to check this hypothesis.
Monica’s house was next to where Ling Mo and Xia Xinyan lived. When she did her intelligence research, she basically stayed indoors, and Xia Xinyan and Ling Mo had hardly ever been to her place.
The exterior of the house was just your ordinary rural bungalow, but the inside was a completely different sight. All the walls were made of technology-styled silver alloy material, and even the space inside looked much larger than it appeared outside—presumably using some kind of spatial distortion technique.
Not to mention, the rooms were all labeled for their purposes, looking quite formal, like “Little White Research Lab,” “Little Fox Research Lab,” and “Game Console Fun Room”…
Ahem.
Xia Xinyan felt this person really wasn’t reliable at all.
Ling Mo also stared at the game console room with a strange expression before attempting to push the door—locked.
At the same time, a warning popped up on the door: “This is an exclusive pleasure space; unauthorized personnel are not allowed entry.”
Xia Xinyan’s eyebrows jumped: “The person who developed this technology must never have imagined their invention would be so abused one day.”
Ling Mo’s expression was also a bit odd: “…I’m starting to get used to this person’s style.”
Since they couldn’t open the door, the two didn’t linger and continued onward to the bedroom where Monica was said to be holding… the canned meat.
The door was ajar.
Xia Xinyan and Ling Mo exchanged glances before pushing the door open—
Inside, the muscled canned meat was sitting cross-legged on the bed with its eyes closed. From its face, they could even see a hint of reverence: “Merciful Jesus, your disciple offers you loyalty…”
Xia Xinyan: “…”
Ling Mo: “…”
