Chapter 311: Chapter 72: Parachuting Behind Enemy Lines,
The Fairy King’s Amputated Arm 3
Next, he took two separate samples of the soil under the flower bed.
He stored one sample in his backpack and conducted an on-the-spot test for the other.
Test again.
Bottles, cans, cups, tubes all followed, processing the sample in turns.
One by one, the samples were processed quickly, now just waiting for the test results.
In his spare time.
Link plucked a flower and held it in his hand, carefully observing it.
Many times, one cannot overly rely on device detection, as vital information or clues can also be found through direct observation.
This time, perhaps Link got “lucky”, or he discovered it through his knowledge and talent.
He found an interesting thing in the flower’s stamen.
Similar to the spiral pattern in the pupils of a Deformed Fairy!
They were very, very small and extremely inconspicuous.
If you don’t closely observe, you wouldn’t notice.
Such a pattern in a flower’s stamen, how could Link not investigate it?
He carefully released some spiritual power, “touching” the “Sharingan” of the stamen, sensing it.
Nothing special, it’s as if it grew naturally.
But the more something seemed natural in the Fairy World, the more Link needs to be aware of abnormalities.
Either this kind of flower is a material used in biological transformations and enhancements by Fairies;
Or, this sort of flower underwent some mutations due to certain stimuli.
Link’s eyes fell on the soil under the flower bed, which was clearly different from the surrounding soil. He couldn’t help but recall the times during the two-area competition when some plants mutated after absorbing Divine Flesh.
Something extraordinary might be buried beneath.
“Report, I think there might be something buried under the flower bed. Requesting permission to excavate.”
After some thought, Link decided not to do it himself but to let the other team members do the work.
If there was any danger, he wouldn’t have to face it directly. His experienced and powerful teammates could handle it.
It was a very reasonable thought process.
Boss Otis glanced over at him.
Even behind his visor, one could still distinctly feel the brilliant light that flashed in his eyes for a moment.
As if he was seeing through the soil, directly trying to find whatever Link believed to be buried.
Unfortunately, he returned unsuccessful but noticed some abnormalities.
His expression instantly turned serious, and he said in a deep voice, “Link, step back. Assad, get to work. Be careful.”
“Yes.”
Assad immediately took the order. He reached into his waist and a miniature Intelligent Puppet fell on the ground, and it grew larger with a crackling sound.
With a few creaks, the Intelligent Puppet started and stretched out its mechanical arms, like the bucket of an excavator, and started to dig.
At this time, Assad also stood in front of Link, ready to step in at any time.
Not long after, they dug through the shallow layer of soil, revealing a patch of bloody residue.
“Pause for a bit, I need to take a sample.”
Link spoke just in time; otherwise, with the efficiency of the Intelligent Puppet, the bloody residue would have been dug up entirely.
If that happened, even if they could rescue it, they might lose an important research material.
Assad responded very quickly.
The Intelligent Puppet stopped at his command.
Link quickly came forward under Assad’s close protection and Boss Otis’s watchful eyes, and swiftly sampled both the bloody residue and the soil stained by it.
Once the sampling was done, he immediately retreated.
The Intelligent Puppet resumed digging.
It wasn’t long before a broken arm—green and layered with scales—appeared in front of everyone.
Even after being buried underground for a long time, it was still intact and even emitted a faint aura of suppression.
“Fairy King’s broken arm?”
Upon seeing it, Assad immediately exclaimed.
Boss Otis carefully sensed it for a moment, confirming this guess: “Yes, otherwise it would not have escaped my gaze just now.”
As it turned out, what he sensed earlier but could not specifically find, was the Fairy King’s broken arm.
This made sense now.
The Fairy King’s rank is equivalent to a Fourth Level Sage after all.
This discovery is significant, not only does it hold high research value, but it can also assist the strategic planning department in formulating battle plans.
Just this one discovery demonstrated the value of Link Grande whom Assad insisted on bringing along.
Indeed, he was quite talented.
” Pack it up and we’ll study it back home.”
Thoughts raced through Boss Otis’s mind, but it didn’t interfere with his ability to give decisive orders.
“Yes.”
Assad complied.
This time, he didn’t let Link do anything.
Assad took out a miniature cooler from his pocket, expanded it to normal size, and placed the Fairy King’s broken arm inside it.
Close the container.
Assad then took out a Magic Tool that blocked sensing and locked the cooler.
With this, the special operations squad’s whereabouts wouldn’t be sensed by the Fairy King through the broken limb.
At this time, Otis walked up to Link and patted him on the shoulder and said solemnly:
“You’re doing pretty well.
Don’t worry about anything in the future, just give it your all.
As long as I’m here, no one will be able to touch you, so rest assured.”
Not too far away, Lokan’s face twisted instantly.
This statement was meant for him to hear, wasn’t it?
It was a warning for him to behave and not to undermine Link, right?
Damn!
He was furious..