These bizarrely spawned organisms are becoming increasingly diverse.

While the monster-type and virus-type might be the result of natural evolution, Wu You was less inclined to think of the radiation-type, this aberrant offspring, as being naturally generated.

Then I suddenly remembered the metal sheet I brought back last time, and decided to ask European research institutions if they had any results.

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With the diversification of alchemical creatures, especially high-level alchemical creatures, in terms of their types and abilities, Wu You has gained new insights into their applications and understanding.

This was also thanks to some inspiration from the "director's script," such as the scene where the Holy Archon battled the projection of the Dreadlord.

The ancient tree, through spiritual connection, lent its ability to materialize spiritual power to the three actors playing the roles of Holy Temple Archons.

This led to the scene where the holy silver powder coalesced into a legion of warriors.

At this point, Wu You needed to use another achievement.

"Ancient natural trees, spiritual connections, linking to Europe."

Wu You and Wang Renlang were still walking briskly, just entering the corner of the parking lot.

"Alright, you can go back now."

After saying this, Wu You twisted and disappeared into thin air.

At this point, Wu You had become completely dreamlike and entered the "Dream Chamber," a special space that the Dream Eater would enter when it ate dreams.

Everything around me seemed to be slightly distorted.

Feel it briefly; through mental connection, the dreams of researchers resting at European research institutions unfold like bubbles.

The thought just occurred to me.

Wu You's dreamlike body was like a ribbon that ignored space, instantly landing on the edge of these dreams.

Where dreams can be felt, the dream-baku can reach.

Wu You then immediately dispelled the dream state.

"Snap~"

With the sound of shoes hitting the ground, Wu You was already stepping onto the corridor outside the row of rest rooms in the research institute.

"Who are you?"

A voice speaking in English came over Wu You's ear. He saw a young man in a white coat carrying several of his books coming out of one of the lounges and looking at him with a surprised expression.

"I don't know you!"

Wu You glanced at him, but did not answer the question. Instead, he walked outside on his own.

Upon seeing a stranger suddenly appear inside the research institute, the young researcher immediately took out his internal communicator and followed Wu You from a distance.

"Hello, is this the security department? A suspicious person has been spotted in the rest area. Yes, he appeared suddenly. I just opened a door halfway, and the corridor was clearly empty. Facial features? Hmm, he looks... he looks... I can't remember..."

As the researcher watched Wu You's retreating figure, he quickly followed a few steps, but dared not get too close, and then continued to report into the communicator.

"I followed him, and he headed towards the research area. I..."

A voice suddenly came from the other end of the communicator.

“Mr. Lovett, you don’t need to worry about this. The other party is not an enemy. Please go back and do your own thing.”

Lovett paused for a moment. He recognized the voice; it belonged to one of the core members of the research base's security department, a Dark Knight from the Undercity.

"Yes, sir."

Lovett hung up the communicator without saying anything more, because there was no cell phone signal here, so internal communication could only be done through the communicator.

Of course, there is a network signal, and no one is restricted from sending messages; it's just that it needs to be kept confidential.

The researchers here are not restricted in their freedom. Everyone works very hard and diligently. When they see a suspected intruder, even if they are not good at fighting, they will report it and keep an eye on the situation within what seems to be a safe range.

Just as Lovett was about to turn back, out of the corner of his eye, two people dressed in ancient silk robes hurriedly ran to the person whose face he couldn't remember, bowed respectfully, and led the way.

Who is this person? He doesn't seem to be from the Dark Sanctuary.

Could it be!

Lovett was aware of the existence of other guardian forces, but due to the protection mechanism, those of them who were not officially part of the organization rarely had such information. However, the person who suddenly appeared today was very likely one of them.

Lovett was itching to try it.

"Click~"

A door to a lounge opened, and Polly, who was on vacation, emerged from her father's private lounge.

The little girl has become lively and sensible, and is a well-known source of joy at the research base. However, unlike other girls her age, she doesn't like to go out and play wildly, but instead runs to the research base whenever she has free time.

"Lovitt, what are you doing?"

"Um, Polly, it's nothing, I'm going in to rest."

Polly skipped over to him, noticed he was holding a communicator, and glanced at it.

"You're lying! You just called the security office, what happened?"

Lovett knew that this girl was a big fan of the protective forces, and if he kept it from her and she found out later, she might cause him trouble. In addition, he really wanted to share his deductions with others.

"Then don't tell anyone I'm telling you, come closer..."

Polly obediently pressed her ear against the glass, while Lovett lowered his voice.

"Just now, I saw a stranger whose face I couldn't see... Judging from the Templar Knights' attitude, he's either a high-ranking member of the Templars or a visitor from another guardian force... And I think..."

"What do you think?" Polly's curiosity was piqued.

"I think the latter is more likely. The security department didn't know about it at first, but later..."

As Lovett narrated, and given the way Wu You appeared, Polly's heart pounded.

After saying all that, Lovett went back to the lounge to sleep, completely satisfied.

Polly excitedly ran to the research area, but the research area was divided into many sections, as big as a maze, and it was difficult to find the place where the "guest" had gone without a goal.

Poli, carrying a bottle of instant coffee, was running around like the wind.

"Hey Polly, what's wrong? Why are you so happy and in such a hurry?"

Polly saw the mustachioed uncle in charge of the controlled nuclear fusion research department, who was carrying a stack of donuts back from the tea room.

Unable to find the "guest" immediately, he quietly went to the scientist nicknamed "Little Mustache".

"Uncle with the mustache, don't tell anyone I'm telling you, okay? Come closer, I just found out myself, it's absolutely true, the other guardian forces..."

As the scientist, holding the plate, listened to Polly's embellished account, he stuffed donuts into his mouth, his eyes growing brighter and brighter.

Which researcher here wouldn't be looking forward to this!

Even normally meticulous scientists find such gossip extremely interesting, understand that other scientists must have the same thoughts, and have an irresistible spirit of sharing.

And so, on this afternoon...

"Don't tell anyone I'm telling you this..." This phrase was repeated more and more often by different people.