Inside the control room, silence fell once again.
Everyone who had been moving stopped, staring intently at the screen. After a long while, the sound of incredulous gasps made the oxygen in the control room feel thin.
"This is impossible!!"
A geneticist in a white lab coat lunged toward the monitoring screen, his eyes wide with shock.
"The Xenomorph social structure is based on a hive mind; absolute loyalty to the Alien Queen is rooted in pheromones and Genetic Locks!"
"That Alien Brachiosaurus specimen was connected to the Queen's pheromone network!"
"How could it... how could it show such clear obedience to that little girl!"
"Do they possess control codes we don't know about? Or some kind of mental control technology that acts directly on Xenomorph nerves?!"
Another researcher's voice trembled with excitement, his eyes flashing with the fanaticism of someone discovering a new continent.
"If we can get her, and the technology behind her! We could bypass the unstable Plaga Parasites and achieve perfect control over all Xenomorphs!"
This thought made the breathing of many high-ranking officials with scientific backgrounds quicken.
Perfect control of a Xenomorph army meant a technological breakthrough in human military power and biotechnology!
It meant that humans would no longer be needed for battlefield sweeping!
However, a cold voice interrupted their fantasies.
"Heh."
A high-ranking official looked indifferently at these scientific lunatics, his tone full of mockery.
"Control her? Get the technology? Have you all been blinded by the laboratory lights?"
He walked to the monitor, his fingers quickly tapping the keyboard to bring up a video, and continued.
"Look at the screen! She just caught a forty-ton cable car with her bare hands and threw it like a ball! Such strength, such precision in controlling physical power..."
"Do you think the armed forces we currently have deployed on the island can deal with a monster like that?"
He scanned the silent crowd and continued coldly.
"Besides, would a faction capable of cultivating such a monster have a lower level of biological genetic engineering technology than us? Angering her now would undoubtedly push us into the abyss!"
"If she wants to kill us, no one will be able to stop her!"
"Ritt! Watch your language!"
A high-ranking official from the research faction retorted, his face flushing red.
"Scientific exploration requires risk! Her value is immeasurable!"
"No matter how high the value, you have to be alive to enjoy it."
The official known as Ritt didn't back down an inch!
The others also sided with Ritt, clearly believing that provoking this little loli of unknown strength was no different from seeking death.
Furthermore, their previous superior had ordered them to make contact, not to provoke her... On the surface, the tense atmosphere temporarily eased due to the Alien Brachiosaurus's submission.
Just then, a Blond Man dressed in expensive casual wear stepped forward, carrying an inescapable sense of superiority.
He seemed to have recovered from his initial shock, an arrogant smile playing on his lips.
He had witnessed Lilith calming the monster and was unimpressed; instead, he felt it was a perfect opportunity to demonstrate his own charisma and leadership.
After all, in the earlier chaos, not many people in the crowd had actually witnessed Lilith's powerful side!
"It seems this monster isn't so scary after all; it behaved after being pet a few times by a little girl."
His voice was nonchalant yet exceptionally loud, attempting to draw the attention of those around him.
At the same time, he walked with confident strides toward the lowered head of the Alien Brachiosaurus.
"Everyone, don't panic! Follow my lead and evacuate in an orderly fashion! Let me communicate with this big fellow to ensure it doesn't cause any trouble!"
As he spoke, he mimicked Lilith's actions, reaching out his hand with a forced, relaxed smile, attempting to touch the hideous Exoskeleton on the Alien Brachiosaurus's crest.
He calculated that just touching the monster would greatly enhance his prestige among the crowd, and perhaps even attract special attention from the little girl.
However, at this moment, the Blond Man succeeded; he did indeed attract Lilith's attention.
Lilith remained expressionless, but her scarlet eyes cast a faint glance at this idiot who had appeared out of nowhere.
Almost at the exact same instant—
"Swoosh—!!!"
A tail blade, so fast it was a mere blur, tore through the air and directly pierced the Blond Man's puffed-out chest!
The man's expression instantly froze.
He looked down at the hideous bone blade protruding from his chest, seemingly not yet understanding what had happened.
Immediately after, the Alien Brachiosaurus's tail whipped downward!
In the next moment, the terrifying force split him in half like a watermelon right on the spot!
Clean, swift, and cruel.
Without the slightest hesitation.
The entire process took less than a second.
The atmosphere, which had just begun to ease, instantly dropped to freezing point again!
The crowd let out terrified screams, scrambling backward to get away.
The Alien Brachiosaurus's tail retracted flexibly, flicking off the blood and filth, as it resumed its quiet, submissive posture, as if that lightning-fast strike had nothing to do with it.
Leah glanced coldly at the remains on the ground, her heart unperturbed; the Reincarnators also didn't seem surprised.
After all, they all knew the cruelty of the Xenomorphs; to this creature, they were all nothing more than prey.
After a brief silence, the ten Reincarnators exchanged glances.
A man and a woman, who appeared to be the leaders of two small teams, gritted their teeth and were the first to walk toward Lilith.
They kept a respectful distance, maintaining a very humble posture, their faces filled with the most sincere reverence.
"Respected powerhouse, we..."
"Sorry,"
Leah stepped forward, blocking the front-side of Lilith, her face wearing a formulaic coldness.
"My leader only understands chinese and only accepts communication in chinese. If you speak any other language, there's nothing to talk about."
The two were stunned, a flash of embarrassment crossing their faces, but they reacted instantly.
None of the Reincarnators who could survive in the Main God Game until now and form fixed teams were fools.
They quickly switched languages. Though their accents were a bit stiff, their choice of words was clear and accurate.
"Respected Hunter, please forgive our previous rudeness."
The woman bowed, her attitude even more respectful.
"We have witnessed your great power and are deeply in awe. In this dangerous world, fighting alone is ultimately difficult. Our two teams are willing to follow your lead and obey your commands."
"As a gesture of sincerity, we are willing to offer all the Points earned from this dungeon after the mission is over!"
They knew very well that in the face of this Dungeon World altered by the Balancer, clinging to this powerful figure's support would increase their survival chances exponentially.
Points were important, but life was more so.
Moreover, if they could take this opportunity to befriend such a terrifying powerhouse, the long-term benefits might be even greater.
The other Reincarnators also nodded in agreement, looking eagerly at Lilith.
For low- and mid-level Reincarnators, overcoming language barriers was a compulsory course for improving survival rates.
As powerhouses from the Dragon Kingdom frequently emerged and their influence in international dungeons grew, chinese had long since become a priority language for many Reincarnators to learn.
At this moment, it seemed that this investment was about to pay off.
Lilith slowly turned around, her scarlet eyes calmly scanning the ten respectful Reincarnators.
In her hand was a flintlock pistol condensed from red particles.
Lilith raised the flintlock, aiming it at a Black man in the group.
In the next moment, the gun fired, and the man instantly turned into a mist of blood!