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When he was brought in, he was completely powerless to resist, and his inner guards were no exception.

The new inner guard has no doubt that this hellish place will continue to absorb inner guards. As an important fighting force and support for Usas, the inner guards will be wiped out sooner or later, and Usas will suffer a heavy blow as a result.

The new guard, who had misunderstood the icosahedral mechanism, broke out in a cold sweat upon realizing this, and hurriedly shouted, "We'll answer right away!"

Although it was a shout, the guard's voice still sounded cold and mechanical, lacking emotion, and had a human-machine feel to it. It sounded more like an unquestionable command than obedience.

Chen Huijie ignored all of this, her eyes reflecting the submissive posture of the guards. She twitched her tail slightly, the tip of her sword drooping slightly, and urged them with concise and forceful words, "Speak."

The new guard quickly racked his brains, recalling the other party's questions and the conversation on the disc, assessing whether he should tell a plausible lie to appease the other party or tell the truth.

He then realized he couldn't afford to gamble. The person on the disc exuded a terrifying aura and had an extremely high accuracy rate in providing information. Lying would likely be exposed, leading to an even faster death.

The new guard remained silent for a moment, his voice as low and flat as ever, as he answered briefly, hoping the other party wouldn't press him further, "...Yes."

"Is everything correct, mostly correct, or only partially correct?" Chen Huijie had no intention of letting him off the hook. With her red eyes lowered, she pressed him aggressively, "Explain in detail where you're wrong immediately."

Chen Huijie's interrogation was so simple and brutal that Yun Yi, who had stopped talking to observe from the moment Chen Huijie started questioning him, couldn't help but stroke his chin and whisper to the two people beside him, "Can you really get anything out of her like this?"

Swire raised an eyebrow, instantly discerning her thoughts, "Think it's simple?"

Yun Yi nodded silently. Seeing this, Xing Xiong couldn't help but smile, reached out and covered her head to rub it. Before Swire could, she leaned close to her ear and whispered, "Interrogation and intelligence gathering are essentially about getting the truth out of people. The most efficient method is the one that suits the person best. Old Chen is better suited to a simple and direct approach."

Volume 2: Fireworks at Longmen: Chapter 190 Shi Huaiya (clenching her fist): Touching me like that, are you a child?

Swire gently slapped Hoshiguma's hand away and wagged her tail as she came closer.

She tapped Yun Yi's arm with her fingertip, chuckled with a hint of defiance, and said softly, "That's what she calls simple and brutal? It's clearly her fists that went before reason!"

"But then again, when you really run into a tough nut to crack, it takes Old Chen's imposing presence to keep things in check—of course, Hoshiguma and I have to clean up the mess for her." As she spoke, she glanced at Hoshiguma, who was also looking at her.

The two exchanged a knowing smile, their eyes filled with a hint of mockery for Chen Huijie's current predicament as an outsider.

As Yun Yi watched them sing in unison, his slightly puzzled expression relaxed a bit.

Although she still felt that Chen Huijie's overly simplistic questioning was useless, the three of them were professionals after all, and were definitely better than her, an amateur. Perhaps there was something she had overlooked that made her so confident that Chen Huijie could successfully obtain the information.

In short, just wait for the pros to carry you.

The tip of Chen Huijie's sword sheath, which Yun Yi regarded as a big shot, shimmered faintly. His eyes were locked on the kneeling guard, while his peripheral vision observed the guard dealing with the corpse that had lost a limb. He silently waited for the other party's reply, which he could not tell whether it was true or false, and exuded a strong sense of pressure.

The kneeling guard sensed the power flowing through her fingertips and the blade of her sword, and reluctantly gave up the idea of ​​delaying. His voice, muffled through his mask, replied, "...That's all right."

Upon hearing this, the guard who was attacking the corpse paused in his sideways movement, almost getting bitten by the corpse's mouth, which had undergone three mutations, was now full of sharp teeth with wisps of black energy swirling around the tips.

He raised his knife to block the corpse's sharp teeth, the blade clashing against the teeth with a "clink" and producing a few sparks.

Sparks flew, sweeping across his mask, but failed to leave any mark on the mask's special material.

Beneath the mask, his face was slightly distorted.

On the one hand, the strength of the corpse and the contamination around it were increasing as the evil power invaded, making it difficult for him to withstand. On the other hand, he did not expect that the colleague he saved would actually blurt out useful information.

But he couldn't blame his colleagues for leaking core intelligence. As soldiers who came from the same system, the inner guard understood what his colleagues, who usually didn't care about their own lives, were worried about.

This godforsaken place and these people are so strange. They can capture them so easily and make them lose their proud power with ease.

Moreover, from their unreserved conversation, it was easy to tell that the person responsible for capturing them, whose aura was extremely powerful, was extremely relaxed from beginning to end, and did not show the slightest fatigue even after capturing the two of them.

So far, only the two of them have been arrested. The Inner Guards don't think it's because that person is incapable of arresting new ones; it can only be because this place can't accommodate a third living Inner Guard.

The kneeling colleagues faced a choice arising from this situation.

Is it better to reveal less impactful core intelligence to buy time, or to sacrifice oneself to allow more internal guards to be captured, thus disrupting the stability of Ursus?

My colleagues simply chose the former.

As the center-back who maintains the stability of Ursus, if he were faced with this choice, he would also only be able to choose the former.

But this didn't stop the inner guard from instinctively feeling a deep-seated anger at Ursus's betrayal when he heard his colleague reveal the core intelligence.

The inner guard's anger greatly amplified the force on the blade. Using a skillful upward angle, he deflected the force from the corpse, and then struck it hard with the blade. The corpse's teeth instantly cracked open with dense, spiderweb-like gaps.

His unusual behavior was noticed by Chen Huijie, Xingxiong, and Swire. Even Yun Yi, who wasn't paying much attention to him, was drawn to the sharp, crisp sound of his knife clashing against the iron teeth. "What's going on—wait, it didn't break?"

Yun Yi stared at the teeth in the deformed mouth of the corpse, which were cracked all over from being knocked out, and wondered why they hadn't fallen out yet.

Swire was speechless at her inexplicable focus. She couldn't help but raise her tail and sweep it across Yun Yi's neck, trying to bring her back to her senses. They were in the midst of a tense and exciting interrogation, not playing around, okay?

Hoshiguma found Yunyi's thought process quite interesting and discussed it with her with great interest, "Perhaps it's because of those black spots on your teeth?"

The corpse's pale white teeth were dotted with numerous large black stains beside dense cracks.

If you look closely, you'll see that these stains are wriggling on your teeth like living creatures, which looks quite disgusting.

In addition, a lot of black mist emanated from the black fog covering the corpse's head and swirled around its protruding mouth, with a few strands occasionally breaking away from the main body and merging into its teeth.

"I feel it might also be because of that black aura." Yun Yi offered a different opinion upon seeing this, while at the same time, she raised her finger to touch the soft, long tail that she had been gently stroking along her neck.

Feeling the smooth, supple texture between his fingers, Yun Yi's eyes flashed with delight. He smiled happily at Shi Huaiya, his hand also reaching down to the tip of the tail, gently rubbing its warm, soft fur. "May I pet it? Thanks~"

"!" Yun Yi's tail instantly pushed her away, but Shi Huaiya's pupils widened in shock as she retracted it, causing it to sway wildly up and down, appearing more than twice as fluffy. "Huh? Who touched your tail? I was just reminding you to be mindful of the situation!!"

"Ah..." Yun Yi's fingers hovered in place, and she couldn't help but sigh regretfully. She hadn't touched them enough yet. "Alright, then next time—"

Upon hearing Yun Yi's lingering sigh, Shi Huaiya's already flushed cheeks turned even redder, as if she were drunk.

Her ears immediately tensed and stood up, her eyes flashing with a hint of anger as she glared at Yun Yi. "No, no, next time! Didn't anyone tell you you can't touch the tip of a feather's tail? Next time?"

Although the tail is generally considered a sensitive area, to be honest, most parts of the tail have a tactile feel but are not sensitive. It's more like a third hand for film. As long as the atmosphere isn't right, it's fine for close same-sex friends to touch each other.

However, the base and tip of the tail are different; these two areas are full of nerves and are truly sensitive zones.

Yun Yi touched her in front of many people without that kind of atmosphere, and Swire was already showing restraint by not smashing her to pieces.

Unfortunately, Yun Yi was completely unaware of this.

All she could remember was the past when she could be touched however she wanted, and the only things that happened were having her tail pulled off, being patted, or being told something.

Yun Yi and Er Yi Shui V Fin: Liu Shan Er @ Seeing that Shi Huai Ya's reaction was unprecedentedly strong, he subconsciously raised his hands and placed them in front of his shoulders, and apologized obediently, but he was obviously a little confused and did not quite understand why Shi Huai Ya was angry.

Looking at her innocent, sullen expression, Swire felt inexplicably angrier.

"Idiot!!!" Her tail stood straight up instantly, and she couldn't help but raise her fist and slam it into Yun Yi's shoulder with restrained force, making her wince in pain.

Volume 2: Fireworks at Dragon Gate: Chapter 191 Yun Yi: Hoshiguma, is this right?

Hoshiguma's golden eyes reflected the "fun" interaction between the two, and the corners of her mouth silently turned up, revealing a few neat and white teeth.

She didn't say anything to disturb the two of them, and quietly shifted her gaze to Chen Huijie.

Chen Huijie had her back to Hoshiguma. A striking dark blue dragon tail peeked out from under the hem of her black coat and swayed slightly beside her legs, which were clad in black leather armor.

The dark red tail mane, as red as withered blood, swept across the back of Chen Huijie's muscular and strong calves. The deep red mane and the snow-white, flawless skin briefly intersected and separated with the swaying of the dragon's tail.

Beyond this stunning beauty lay a bloody and gruesome battle.

Inside the icosahedron, the chase between the guards and the corpses had somehow transformed into a brutal, bloody melee, with the guards locked in a fierce battle.

The reason is simple: the former inner guard's slightly emotional counterattack just now confirmed Chen Huijie's suspicion that the new inner guard was telling the truth, that all the information Yun Yi had about the inner guard was correct.

Having gained something, Chen Huijie stopped interfering in the battle between the inner guards and the corpses, and instead adopted a spectator stance, waiting for the inner guards to be forced to use more skills by the increasingly mutated corpses.

Chen Huijie's detached, spectator-like demeanor set off alarm bells in the hearts of the guards, who keenly restrained some of their strength to deal with the corpse.

However, they underestimated the suppression of living beings by this anomalous space and overestimated its suppression of independent energy.

In order to reduce their perceived strength, the two guards inevitably suffered several bloody scratches and had some flesh torn off by the corpses.

These nutrients were absorbed by the sticky black liquid dripping from the corpse as it jumped, silently further strengthening the demonic power within the corpse. By the time the guards realized something was wrong, it was too late.

The corpse suddenly let out a deafening roar, and a sticky, tube-like tongue emerged from its blackened mouth, spraying pools of foul-smelling black viscous liquid towards the guards.

The guards spun around to avoid the attack, and a dozen or so puddles of slime splattered on the ground, instantly emitting bursts of white smoke that indicated corrosion.

This was only the first wave of attacks; the corpses continued to spew forth in second, third, and fourth waves...

There's always a time when you can't dodge the endless stream of slime projectiles.

Faced with the unavoidable corrosive slime, the guard immediately raised his sword to cut it open. However, the top-grade standard longsword forged by the Empire was instantly corroded by the slime, leaving it riddled with dense honeycomb-like holes. Under the guard's narrowed gaze, it snapped cleanly.

The guard discarded the fragile broken blade, drew his dagger, and ducked to avoid the remaining slime.

When he stood up again, his chest heaved more, and his gaze toward the corpse became increasingly solemn.

They have no logistical support now, and every broken weapon is one less available. Without weapons, they are unlikely to be able to break through the corpses' defenses and will die even faster.

This is absolutely unacceptable for the center-backs who are determined to stall for time!

The other guard immediately moved his knife away, letting the slime fall onto his arm, melting a large hole in his clothes and flesh.

While they preserved their offensive capabilities, they also damaged their bodies. One or two injuries might not have a significant impact, but facing the endless stream of slime projectiles from the corpses, the injuries on the interior defenders would eventually accumulate to a level that would have a major impact.

If they continue to conceal their abilities, they will not be able to hold out against the increasingly outrageous corpses until the inner guards outside realize that the enemy is not a match for them or receive orders to evacuate.

—We must take it down!

The two guards exchanged a glance, disregarding the possibility of revealing information, and simultaneously rushed towards the corpse in perfect unison.

Their magic and demonic power are imprisoned, and they can only use their own honed melee attacks.

The guards' boots slid across the sticky ground, quickly withdrawing before being corroded. Even with their movements restricted, they skimmed across the large expanse of black liquid as if floating on water, whipping up a foul-smelling gust of wind, their blades pointing directly at the spitting corpses.

Several sharp, cold lights flashed, and a black, fleshy tongue flew into the sky. The corpse emitted a high-pitched buzzing sound, and the body, with its eyes and heart severed, convulsed and leaned backward.

The guards, displaying extremely sharp swordsmanship, disregarded the corpses that had wrapped around their severed limbs and pressed their advantage with their blades.

Both bodies were torn to shreds by the relentless attacks of the other, and slime, black blood, and red blood pooled on the cratered ground, forming a foul-smelling stream.

The incredibly pungent, fishy smell was so strong that it penetrated the icosahedron and reached Yun Yi's nose.

Caught off guard by the smell, Yun Yi immediately gagged, "Ugh—what's that smell?"

As she spoke, she pinched her nose, put her fingers together, and fanned herself in disgust, trying to shake off the foul smell in front of her. "Disgusting!"

"A rotten and foul smell," Swire told her irritably, her ears still clenched.

She raised her hand and pulled Yun Yi's hand away, her tiger tail twisting unhappily a few times. "Don't block it. This smell is very common. You have to get used to it sooner rather than later."

"...What kind of life do you live?" Yun Yi's expression twisted slightly as he was forced to smell the foul odor in the air again. "You actually have to smell this stench, which is comparable to a mixture of durian, stinky tofu, rotten eggs, and rotten fish and shrimp, every day?"

This is too bad!

"How could that be? It's just common. Besides, the smell isn't as exaggerated as you make it out to be." Swire shook her head, then gripped Yun Yi's left hand, which he was trying to pull away, and pressed down on his right hand with her other hand, a kind smile spreading across her face. "Try moving it again?"

Yun Yi subconsciously shrank her neck, but the stench that lingered around her nose, which even the cool fragrance on Swire couldn't dispel, made her mutter, "...Is it really necessary to make me suffer like this when I see it so often?"

“Of course.” Upon hearing this, Swire’s tiger ears twitched slightly. She moved closer and pressed Yun Yi’s hands firmly, her green eyes looking up at Yun Yi with a determination that was barely visible on the surface. “This is a trial.”

“I’m saying,” Yun Yi looked down at his bound hands, then looked up and saw Shi Huaiya’s flickering gaze. A hint of suspicion unconsciously surfaced in his eyes, “you’re not retaliating for what I did to make you angry earlier, are you?”

Swire snorted coldly, neither answering nor letting go. Her beautiful green eyes were obscured by the shadows cast by her lowered eyelashes, making it difficult for Yun Yi to ascertain her thoughts.

Beside her, Hoshiguma chuckled at the comical pain mask on Yun Yi's face, only to be glared at by Swire immediately. "What, Hoshiguma, do you have some other brilliant idea?"

"Cough, how could that be? I have no objection." Hoshiguma coughed, ignoring Yun Yi's winking and pleading, scratched the back of his head, and smiled innocently and frankly, "You guys continue, I'll keep an eye on Old Chen and the Inner Guard for you."

"Hoshiguma?!" Yun Yi's eyes widened in shock. No, wait, what happened to her righteous and outspoken sister? She just sold her out like that?

Volume 2: Fireworks at Longmen: Chapter 192 Shi Huaiya: Shouldn't we take this opportunity to get some more revenge?

“Calling Hoshiguma won’t help. Just keep smelling this stench!” Swire smiled as she turned Yun Yi’s face back to Hoshiguma, rubbing her soft cheeks. At the same time, her supple tiger tail wrapped around Yun Yi’s hand, leaving her only able to endure the stench.

The foul odor entered through the tip of the nose, so unpleasant that it seemed to travel all the way to the brain, making one dizzy.

Yun Yi shook his head to ease his discomfort, squinting and speechless, "Are you really that angry?" To the point of retaliating like this...

Swire chuckled and gently flicked Yun Yi's soft cheek with her fingertips. "You really are... never mind. I'll give you a few books introducing various races later. Remember to read them—no, you must read them as soon as you get them, and read and understand them as quickly as possible."

"Mmm." Yun Yi mumbled in response, feeling his soft face being pinched, which was numb, painful, and itchy. He couldn't help but puff out his cheeks, and with the help of the smoothness of his skin, he successfully rescued himself from Swire's grasp.

Swire rubbed her fingers together, as if the soft, silky touch of Yun Yi still lingered on her fingertips. She squinted at Yun Yi's slightly flushed face. "Which brand—what type of skincare products do you use?"

So smooth, so soft, Yunyi's skin is in such good condition!

Yun Yi exhaled, blowing away the carbon dioxide in his chest and clearing away the stench around him, before looking helplessly into Shi Huaiya's clear green eyes. "I've been basically under your nose ever since I arrived here. Have you ever seen me use skincare products?"

"What happened before you came here to chat with us?" Swire asked with a smile.

Her tail tightened slightly, binding Yun Yi's hand even more tightly, giving him no chance to pull his hand back. She was determined to teach Yun Yi, who had "offended" her, a lesson.