"I don't have any problems." Wutong usually behaves very docile and cooperative in the early stages of this kind of multi-party cooperation.

"Okay, we have a rest today and we will meet at eight o'clock tomorrow morning. Remember not to oversleep." Emma reminded.

"Then I'm going to chat with Dr. Morrison." Wutong waved his hand and left decisively.

While walking, his mental power had spread out, silently spying on the humans and elves around him.

In the spiritual world, he is like a giant deep-sea octopus with many spiritual tentacles, hiding in the dark and difficult-to-see depths of the deep sea. Countless spiritual tentacles stretch out from underneath the darkness, quietly spreading along the water current.

And every thought generated by every spiritual body, every human being and elf, and the energy generated during thinking activities, in the spiritual world, will be like a jellyfish or fluorescent fish whose bodies are constantly flashing and changing light.

Each spiritual tentacle, after approaching these spiritual individuals, approaches cautiously, trying not to attract the other party's attention, just like a sneaky thief, only peeking, but not changing any furnishings in the room, nor stealing ideas, nor

Change your mind.

However, in the process of quietly probing the mental power, there were some abnormal changes.

…

A super-powerful cat suddenly became irritable. It straightened its body suddenly, widened its eyes, and looked around.

"Super Miaomiao! What's wrong with you? Are you feeling unwell?"

Its trainer, a young female assistant at this experimental base, immediately comforted it with worry, not understanding what was happening.

But this super-powerful cat was also very confused. It was very sure that it had been spied on just now, but when it suddenly turned around and looked in a certain direction, it found that it was not there.

It was as if the spy suddenly disappeared without a trace, as if it was just an illusion.

Afterwards, the super-powerful cat slowly calmed down, and its trainer also breathed a sigh of relief.

In the spiritual world, a spiritual tentacle withdraws from the perception range of the stronger spiritual individual in front of it, quietly waiting for the other party's defense to become relaxed.

…

One of Colonel Kaiba's soldiers was conducting shooting training at the shooting range. Also conducting shooting training with him was a giant needle bee.

The giant needle wasp was practicing long-range shooting with poisonous needles on the target, and he was training with a pistol.

Suddenly, the soldier was staring at the target with concentration, but he suddenly felt that there seemed to be some eyes nearby looking at him, and immediately turned his head and looked in the direction of the sensor.

But there were empty walls with nothing at all.

"Illusion?"

He was stunned for a moment, but he felt that it would not appear for no reason.

"Chuck, what's wrong?"

"Hmm...did you feel like you were being watched just now?"

"Haha! No one on this broken island would peek at us big-head soldiers. It can't be the female assistants in those research institutes, right? Or are you starting to be interested in those natives?"

"Don't be like this, the indigenous people are also human beings, they just haven't received the education of modern civilization."

"Of course they are human beings. Otherwise, why do you think so many of our companions are constantly required to work night shifts? Why would we sneak out at night?"

"Didn't the colonel forbid this kind of thing?"

"How can we ban it, unless the colonel...is willing to dedicate his back door!"

In the last half of the sentence, the soldier's companion at the shooting position next to him used continuous rapid-fire gunfire to cover him up, so as not to be caught by anyone other than his close friends.

…

The same situation, silently, spreads out within a radius of one kilometer, with hundreds of spiritual tentacles. They are all thoughts, paying attention to and spying on the spiritual individuals within all ranges.

There are some spiritual individuals who can accurately detect the existence of snoopers and confirm this, so they consciously protect and shrink themselves and enter a defensive state. Even if they are not extraordinary beings or elves, or they do not know the existence of psychic powers at all, they are still genetically modified.

The engraved instinct will naturally transform the form shown in the spiritual world into a vigilant and defensive form.

Some people and elves felt it, but they didn't find the snoopers, so they just thought it was their own illusion.

There is also a group of people and elves who are completely unaware of their own thoughts and activities and have been stared at one by one.

[I deal with all kinds of bugs every day, and then do experiments all the time. It’s really boring to death!]

[Although those indigenous women have weird paint on their bodies, they are really in good shape. However, I don’t have much canned meat and candies anymore. I hope the next batch of supplies will come soon. 】

[There are too many mosquitoes in this damn place. I really hope to go back to Carlos’s house when it’s time to change my shift soon.]

[There are a few new faces here today. I heard they are from the Fradali Institute. I don’t know what they want to do. 】

[The colonel asked us to prepare. It seems that we finally have something to occupy our minds recently, so we don’t have to patrol every day!]

【I'm hungry! So hungry! Why don't those humans bring me food!】

[In a while, we will have to worship the Insect God. I don’t know if our tribe’s gift this year will satisfy the Insect God? 】

[That damn Bada Butterfly Tribe, during the Insect God Sacrifice, I must kill a few more to let them know that our Big Needle Bee Tribe is the strongest! 】

The thoughts of people and elves, all kinds of thoughts, flowed into the sea, and were continuously transmitted to a large ruins.

Wutong, who was communicating with Morrison about the customs and culture here, was listening more and speaking less.

He does not multitask, but divides one second into many smaller time units. The mental power required to process the communication with Morrison only requires one of these many small time units.

In the past, after that spiritual storm that would turn ordinary extraordinary people into idiots and lunatics under normal circumstances, and then break down and dissipate.

That's an entire district in a city, with tens of thousands to nearly 100,000 people in total. All of them have had part of their thoughts and memories absorbed, which is the part of their emotional memories that they have the deepest obsession with and are most easily induced.

Then these fragmentary thoughts continued to impact Wutong. If the six elves and Doluo hadn't shared the pressure, his life story would have ended then.

After each thought has been impacted many times, it will become one with it. Those with strong self-will can maintain themselves, while those with weak will lose their self-awareness.

The fragments of mental power that carry the emotional memories of tens of thousands of humans and elves were eventually melted into a measuring unit of mental power of about three thousand units.

Each unit is the mental intensity of an adult working a normal nine-to-five job.

And three thousand, this is actually a very scary number.

Otherwise, it would not be just over 1,000, and it would be the top S level in the spiritual realm of extraordinary beings.

To put it bluntly, an S-class transcendent is fighting an elf battle with an ordinary person.

While ordinary people are thinking about one tactic, S-class psychic realm transcendents are thinking about more than 1,000 tactics at the same time.

But in reality, they usually don't go all out, as that would be too brain-consuming.

Although a computer's CPU can be overclocked and burned to its physical upper limit, the physical service life will be greatly reduced.

Creatures such as humans and elves seem to be able to unleash abilities that are not possible in their bodies. For example, in the news, ordinary mothers lift up a car with their bare hands in order to save their children. This is something that only Hercules can do.

But the price is severe muscle fiber strain, which instantly overdrafts the body's line to protect itself, which may cause severe sequelae and even rapid death. Rather than after an outbreak, the upper limit becomes higher.

To become a superman all of a sudden is inconsistent with the objective changes in the body's abilities.

And now Wutong is just monitoring the thoughts of hundreds of creatures at the same time, while chatting with Morrison.

His current superpower is more than 3,000 in terms of "personality", probably no more than 3,200. This is not a value that can be accurately measured. Pressing the limit is a dangerous thing.

Then, due to the six elves plus Douluo, they split the distribution in half, each sharing a few hundred units, so he usually only has less than 1,500 units and more than 1,000 units of mental energy at his disposal.

Of course, if Yang Xue comes to support, he can skip 2000 in one go.

Because Yang Xue himself is a powerful superpower, if the six elves and Du Luo are by his side, they can even approach a unit that exceeds 4,000.

However, these ability value calculation methods are only created internally by the Extraordinary Alliance. They can only be used to make a rough internal identification of strength, and cannot accurately benchmark the abilities of other elves.

However, there are several branches that are conducting similar test projects, such as studying the superpower attribute elves, recording the data through the changes in body energy fluctuations when they use superpower skills, and then taking the test of an ordinary adult.

Compare basic units to quantify the strength of the elves.

Then we use the numerical abilities of the elves with superpower attributes as a reference, and then use this to experiment to find out what level of abilities the elves of other attributes and strength levels are roughly at.

This is the Alliance of Extraordinaries, a special alliance organization that is loose and consistent with researchers as its core, regardless of its purpose.

"Doctor, what do you think is the probability that we will find the ruins?"

"It's quite big, but it's also quite dangerous. I have to tell you this in advance. It's really quite dangerous."

"How to say it?"

"This island itself is very dangerous. There are various insect-type elves, some with very strong physical attacks, some with very strong energy attacks, some with very amazing toxicity, and some that can release electric currents that can electrocute people, even in the sky.

Did you notice anything special?"

"Is it a bird-type elf?"

"clever!"

The old doctor Morrison snapped his fingers and nodded: "That's right, you won't see any bird-type elves on the island at all. The sky is occupied by insect-type creatures with wings, unless they are more than a few hundred meters away."

At high altitudes, it does not belong to the domain of insect-type elves. All seabird elves will not fly at low altitudes near the sauna islands, and the few that do fly will soon become food for the insect elves."

"Is the usual research and investigation here as dangerous?"

"It's very dangerous. In addition to patrolling, Colonel Kaiba and his team are also responsible for protecting our safety when we go out."

"Then this tribe, well, it should be called the Giant Needle Bee Tribe."

"That's what it's called. Usually a tribe only has one insect as its worship totem, but occasionally there are exceptions. But when I see that one, I'll tell you about it."

"Okay, Great Needle Bee Tribe, how can we build the base here? Don't they object? Have we reached any agreement with them?"
To be continued...