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Chapter 775: The Poisoned White-Headed Eagle Meat
Chapter 775: The Poisoned White-Headed Eagle Meat
"Then why did the psychic energy on Earth dry up?" Manina III asked curiously. "The humans on Earth are still alive and well, so why did the psychic energy suddenly dry up?"
Psychic energy is a substance that is naturally generated by living beings, much like how plants produce oxygen. As long as there are living organisms, psychic energy will continue to be produced.
Manina III was familiar with some examples of psychic energy depletion, usually caused by environmental destruction and mass extinctions on various planets, leading to the eventual depletion of psychic energy.
According to Plangt, Earth had not experienced a mass extinction recently, so why did the psychic energy suddenly dry up?
"Who can I ask if you ask me?" Plangt shrugged. "The Holy Silver people's data doesn't explain it. It's just one of those strange phenomena in the universe. Earth must have depleted its psychic energy in a way we don't understand."
"Alright." Manina III nodded thoughtfully. "At least the psychic energy reserves on Earth are depleted. Otherwise, with five times the psychic energy, we would have no chance of winning against them."
Hearing this, Plangt couldn't help but sneer. "But it's not as easy as we imagined! The Holy Silver Federation is constantly buffing the humans on Earth, even allowing ordinary people to reach the third stage through the game!"
"Thus, the final battle in five months will be a fierce one. We can't afford to be complacent," Plangt added.
As they spoke, they descended toward the main command center of the expeditionary force.
Commander Rance was waiting for them in the command center.
Seeing Plangt and Manina III return, he quickly approached them.
From a hundred meters away, he shouted, "Lord Plangt, Great Ancestor, something major has happened on the Wasteland Continent!"
"You're Rance, right? Take it easy and tell us what happened," Plangt and Manina III said kindly, as Rance was a crucial pillar of the future Solar Empire.
"Lord Plangt, Great Ancestor," Rance hurriedly said, "we just received intel—Cao Cao, the strongest on Earth, has appeared on our planet, and he's on the Wasteland Continent!"
"What did you say?!" Plangt and Manina III exclaimed in unison, reacting intensely.
Cao Cao had actually come! This was a huge deal!
Without delay, the two transformed into beams of light and sped toward the Wasteland Continent.
...
...
Zhong Feng was unaware of Cao Cao's arrival.
Cao Cao's appearance indeed caused a stir in the upper echelons of Skru.
However, they knew that spreading this information to the lower levels would cause immense panic among the general populace, so they implemented the strictest information lockdown.
Currently, there was no information about Cao Cao on Skru's internet, and netizens were still discussing the "Dragon Clan betrayal" incident.
Back to Zhong Feng, he returned smoothly to the Ti Ji intelligence point.
Recalling the tense moments of his "gambling for life," it felt like a dream.
"Welcome back, Mr. Randor!" As he entered the hotel, the elaborately dressed Skru girl at the front desk greeted him warmly.
"Randor" was his alias.
"Hello, Xilin!" Zhong Feng waved. "Where's the boss?"
"The boss is on the top floor!" At this point, the Skru girl lowered her voice. "I'll tell you a little secret—earlier, the boss personally prepared a lavish feast for you, and he's waiting for you to return!"
"Personally prepared?"
"That's quite an honor, indeed." Zhong Feng nodded thoughtfully.
...
Upon reaching the top floor, Zhong Feng immediately caught the scent of food wafting from the restaurant. However, due to the differences in taste and smell between the Skrull and Earth humans, these aromas were not appealing to him. Instead, they reminded him of the fishy stench from a seafood market.
Not only did it fail to whet his appetite, it actually made him feel quite queasy.
"Darling!" Lisa saw Zhong Feng return and flew into his arms, planting a gentle kiss on his cheek. She smiled and said, "Darling, how did your trip to the Dragon Clan's research facility go?"
"It went very well, darling. I got the information I was after." Zhong Feng kissed her cheek in return, acting like a smitten lover as he caressed her.
Lisa purred under his touch but soon broke free from his "magic hands," pulling him toward the dining room.
"Darling, I knew this trip would go smoothly, so I prepared a sumptuous meal for you!"
"Even a very expensive dish—stewed White-Headed Eagle wing root! It cost me two thousand suns just for the wing root!"
"Really? That's wonderful!" Zhong Feng said, feigning enthusiasm.
As he approached the dining room, he saw the container in the center of the table holding the stewed White-Headed Eagle meat.
This White-Headed Eagle wasn't from the White-Headed Eagle tribe but was raised by the Skrull for consumption.
Looking at the meat, Zhong Feng couldn't help but feel a deep sense of empathy, understanding why the White-Headed Eagles harbored such deep-seated hatred toward the Skrull. Any intelligent being would feel uncomfortable seeing their own kind being raised for meat.
...
The curtains in the dining room were drawn, making the space somewhat dim. Soft music played from a device mounted on the wall, and the glasses on the table were filled with freshly squeezed Rikov juice. The ambiance was perfect.
After they sat down, Lisa cut a large piece of eagle meat and placed it on Zhong Feng's plate, smiling warmly. "You must be tired, darling. I bet you're hungry. Eat while it's hot!"
"Thank you, you're the best!" Zhong Feng kissed her cheek again and then took a large bite of the eagle meat, as if a ravenous worm had taken over him.
In truth, he didn't want to eat it when he first saw the White-Headed Eagle meat at the door. The White-Headed Eagles were intelligent beings, with high-level intellect comparable to humans. The thought of eating their flesh made him feel very conflicted.
Moreover, he knew Su Yu's plan to ally with the White-Headed Eagles. What did it mean to eat their meat now?
But Zhong Feng still ate it, and the reason was simple: he detected something amiss in the meat!
As a Druid, he specialized in plant toxins and was highly sensitive to various types of toxins. With ample game time, he had also delved into the study of toxins. One whiff of the meat told him it definitely contained toxins, and not just any ordinary ones!
His mind was now on high alert: "This woman is smiling sweetly, but she's trying to poison me!"
However, Zhong Feng was a Saint-rior in the druid realm, immune to any toxin.
Without hesitation, he swallowed the large piece of meat.
(End of Chapter)
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