It’s not that Hamapi can’t think of a plan to escape now, at least there are some feasible ways to try.
But what would it matter if I escape now? I am unfamiliar with the place. Am I going to end up wandering in the wild?
He is a respectable businessman, not a raw meat-eating and blood-drinking elf (most of them), nor a dirty wild monster.
Besides, since I have discovered this new world by accident, as a person who claims to have outstanding business talent but others just don't know its value, I have to make use of my expertise.
Although I don't know how to return to my own world now, and there are no commodities, I can slowly think of a way on the way back. If it doesn't work, I can just stay here. Anyway, I will have a lot of enemies when I go back. I can make promises about commodities, or rely on technology to make some small gadgets. They just need to be novel and don't care about their practicality.
Thinking of this, Hamapi didn't want to go out so soon. He decided to wait and see first.
The escort vehicle drove for several hours. During the time, the soldiers and dogs were replenished with food and drinks, but Hammaki had no food at all.
There was no movement in the closed cage, and no one would dare to open it a little to send anything in. According to the soldiers' thinking, the large dose of anesthetic should still be taking effect. Given the small body of the thing inside, it should be able to sleep for a long time without the help of corresponding drugs.
When they were eating, the aroma of the food wafted into the cage, making Hammock inside it feel itchy, but as it was slowly recovering, it chose not to make a sound.
At around three o'clock in the afternoon, a group of more than a dozen military vehicles, including an escort vehicle, arrived at a special research base.
Russia did not directly set up a special department, but directly commanded the military to build a special anti-terrorism force called "Vigilante", with Lieutenant General Lozov as the first chief commander.
However, the substance remains the same. As the situation becomes more and more complicated, the Sentinel Force has to take care of more and more things, which can no longer be summarized by a purely military organization.
Lozov arrived an hour earlier than the escort convoy and was already waiting outside the enhanced experimental cell.
The casting strength of the prison cell will not be lower than that of the metal cage. Since the metal cage can trap small monsters, the prison cell will only be stronger.
The metal cage was pushed directly into the cell by a pulley, and then everyone evacuated the cell and locked the door without letting Hamamapi out.
After a while, a robotic arm slowly descended from above and opened the door of the metal cage instead of manually.
Hamapi didn't pretend to be unconscious or asleep, he just walked out with handcuffs and leg shackles.
“Oh…” “This is what…” “There are really clothes…”
“So ugly…”
The researchers and experts outside were discussing in low voices, while Lozov was watching carefully with a frown on his face.
The moment Hamapi came out, he knew that he was being watched by many eyes, but he looked around the walls and did not see any human figures anywhere.
It looked at several cameras in the corner that were shaking with its body, and then stared at a special wall without moving.
“Does it know SLR glass?”
"It's very likely. The report says this thing is intelligent, and mutant monsters are always sensitive."
During the discussion outside, the screen in the cell lit up, immediately attracting Hamamapi's attention.
"Hello, guest from an unknown land!"
An old scholar appeared on the screen. He first greeted in Russian, and then tried in mainstream languages from all over the world, but Hamamapi did not respond.
But the latter knew that the other party should be making some kind of attempt. However, they were not face to face at the moment, and the transmission was separated by a circuit. Even if it had magic power, it could not understand anything. Originally, relying on the quality of its magic power, it could still barely understand some of the meaning.
Since it couldn't understand, it just tried it.
On one screen and outside the other, they started speaking to each other, and after a long time no one seemed to understand a word.
Hamamapi is now really regretting that he was not diligent enough and did not have enough control over magic power, so he could not make technical statements such as language magic resonance. He does know the magic language, but it consumes too much magic power and he dare not waste it. It is also too advanced and these indigenous creatures cannot understand it.
Both sides tried for a long time, but there was no substantial progress in the communication. However, this led many behavioral analysts to conclude that the other party should be an intelligent creature with a desire to communicate, and not completely unreasonable.
Since there was no language barrier, the next step was to communicate through body language. The two sides gestured through the screen for a long time. The scholar also took out drawing boards and animation players to help Hamapi understand some things.
For example, what they want to know most is where it came from, whether it is the only one or whether there are any accomplices.
However, Hamamapi himself lacked effective means of gestures, and some of his gestures were incomprehensible to humans. In addition, his poor drawing skills made it worse to have a drawing board than to have one, making it difficult for anthropologists to understand what Hamamapi wanted to express.
But overall the process was very harmonious, and none of the emergency plans of the Sentinel Force were used, and the time passed until 6 o'clock in the evening.
Everyone was nervous and tired after a long day, so it was naturally time for dinner.
This time I didn’t forget about Hammama Pi.
Someone had already served grilled chicken, fried steak, toast, juice and vegetable salad to the old scholar's table, and there was Hamamatsupi outside the screen.
As the layers of metal partitions above were opened, a large metal tray was lifted down by a robotic arm and placed on the stainless steel table in the cell.
On it were two large pieces of bloody raw meat, one was fresh horse meat and the other was fresh beef. It was exactly based on Hammaki's previous preferences for food, even the rough way of eating was unchanged.
Hamapi looked at the "delicacies" on his table, and then looked at the sumptuous dinner of the old scholar on the screen.
The other party even smiled and made a gesture for him to use his service, which made Hamamapi suddenly feel like he had been fucked by a swamp monster.
It yelled at the screen, asking for the same kind of exquisite food to be changed, but the other party didn't understand it at all.
Ha Ma Pi, who was easily impatient, put things into his mouth so fast that the movement was as fast as the blades of a fan and could not be seen clearly. Seeing that there was no effect, he hit the screen a few times in anger.
"Bang~"
The screen shattered and went black when the little fist made its first close contact.
Ha Ma Pi stood there in a daze, waiting motionless and a little nervously for more than two minutes, then returned to the stainless steel table with a dejected look on his face and started to tear into two large pieces of fresh meat.
"This is unfair! These guys don't even treat me as a 'human'! ! "
…
Outside, a group of people were thinking about the violent behavior of the guy inside just now.
Ivan asked Lozov in a low voice.
"General, you were fine just now, why are you like this when it's time to eat? Are you not satisfied with the food?"
Lozov smiled slightly because of Hamapi's actions and Ivan's words.
"Try giving it some cooked food next time."
He then turned to a female officer next to him.
"Notify the people in China. This kind of communication needs to be perceptive, otherwise it's just a waste of time."
"Good General."
After the female officer left, Ivan frowned and looked at Lozov.
"General, is this how it's shared?"
Lozov stopped smiling and stared at Hamapi, who was eating ferociously in the cell.
"Ivan, do you really think that the little thing inside is completely under our control? At least I can't confirm this. For a biological level, its reaction is too calm!"
"Besides, do you think China doesn't know about it yet?"
Lozov moved his shoulders and neck, and there was a crackling sound.
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