Chapter 607: Argument

Shen Shuibi returned to the People of No Return's outpost.

Gou Lou, the octopus, seemed to be waiting.

Seeing Shen Shuibi arrive, he immediately stepped forward and said, "Mrs. Li, you returned very quickly. How was it? Can the Human Race's reserve strength fight?"

"I almost lost, but the other party… forget it, I've already escaped anyway." Shen Shuibi sighed and shook her head.

Gou Lou was surprised: "Almost lost?!"

Mrs. Li almost lost? Is that fake?

Isn't she ridiculously strong? Does the Human Race have someone stronger than her?

If that's the case, then our side might need to revise our operational strategy. If the other side has such a master, it will be even more difficult to force their other masters to return to defend.

"We need to change our approach. It will be difficult for us to defeat the Human Race's reserve forces on our own. We need support." Shen Shuibi said with a frown as she walked.

Cha Xike, who had just arrived, had a strange expression: "You said before that we didn't have any support."

"There is definitely no support from Li Qi. Li Qi needs to expend great effort to gather a large army to react, and he also has to confront the main force of the Human Race head-on. Maintaining the front line is already very difficult, so he definitely can't spare any hands to help us." Shen Shuibi shook her head.

The people like them were only facing reserve forces, but Li Qi was on the front line against the Human Race. In that battlefield, hundreds of Fifth-grade Cultivators were participating, and the intensity and breadth of the battle far exceeded the behind-enemy-lines operation that Shen Shuibi was involved in.

Therefore, they couldn't rely on Li Qi. The supplies Li Qi was able to gather and bring over were already the greatest help.

At this moment, Gou Lou reacted, his octopus tentacles touching his head: "So, we actually have other support? At least, possible support?"

"I don't know if there is, but we can try." Shen Shuibi said: "Before the war began, Shaman Dao originally promised that a batch of reinforcements would arrive after the war started, join the main battlefield, and tie down the Human Race's special operations elite."

"If that batch of reinforcements had arrived successfully, the situation wouldn't be as passive as it is now."

"So, the reinforcements didn't come because of the Human Race?" Cha Xike asked.

"I don't know who did it, but… it's true that the reinforcements didn't come. Our next step can be to do something in that direction. We don't need to rush into behind-enemy-lines operations. Let's send out some people. We'll capture some of the Human Race's auxiliary troops, and we should be able to find out something from them."

"The Human Race's people are tight-lipped. It will be very difficult to torture them for answers…" Gou Lou was a bit worried.

Shen Shuibi, however, said: "No matter, let's try first. We'll do it in two parts. You guys first capture some prisoners and interrogate them to see if they know of any possible situations. I will go and make a large detector, then move away from the battlefield, and in an undisturbed place, try to detect the location of the reinforcements and confirm their status."

"Detector? That's very dangerous!" Gou Lou raised his voice: "This plan must not be!"

What is a detector?

In fact, it's like a telescope or radar, emitting a special wave and then waiting for this special 'wave' to return, inferring what the wave hit during the process based on the returned data.

This search method is very useful in normal times, but it is wartime now!

When you use a detector for broadcast searching, it's like shouting at the Human Race with a loudspeaker: "I'm right here, I want to eavesdrop and spy!"

This is too dangerous.

"We are already behind enemy lines, what else is there to worry about? Attracting more attention is actually the best. Be prepared, this is not the small-scale probing from before, people will die." Shen Shuibi said.

"Already prepared." Gou Lou nodded: "Then I'll take care of capturing live targets."

"I'll be responsible for constructing the defense line, but I know nothing about detectors, so you'll have to prepare that yourself, Mrs. Li. If you need materials, we will collect them." Cha Xike said.

"Indeed, I need some materials. My pill fire seed has extinguished, so I can't do Artifact Refining. But these are minor matters. I can recreate the fire seed with some time." Shen Shuibi said: "Then it's settled."

"Yes." Gou Lou and Cha Xike replied in unison, agreeing.

They had already figured out the Human Race's reserve strength. Next was to get to work.

Since Mrs. Li had already decided what to do, they would trust her wisdom.

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Time flew by.

In the blink of an eye, two months had passed.

Two months is not long, but the People of No Return had also taken many actions.

They ambushed Human Race squads, harassed behind enemy lines, and intercepted Human Race transport routes. In short, they used their advantage of being behind enemy lines to roam and fight everywhere.

During this period, the Human Race also captured people, but the captured squads were only a few hundred people, which was not much compared to the People of No Return themselves.

However… this small skirmish had little impact on the People of No Return, and even less impact on the Human Race.

Doing such small things actually made it very difficult to truly interfere with the battlefield, no different from a fly.

However—this did allow the People of No Return to capture some of the Human Race's Cultivators alive.

They hadn't yet captured any Human Race from the world, but they had captured some civilizations that followed the Human Race.

Most of these people were very resolute, preferring death over surrender, so they could only die.

However, there were still a few Breakthroughs, with the potential to extract a little information through interrogation.

Gou Lou was in charge of this matter. This Martial Artist had been keeping an eye on these potential candidates who might break.

They were said to be potential breaks because these people had only recently joined the Human Race, and their civilizations were not as firm, not having been brainwashed by the Human Race like the others.

Yes, in Gou Lou's view, this was brainwashing, so he planned to un-brainwash these people. If they couldn't be un-brainwashed, he would use the Fifth-grade Cultivator's pressure to force them to speak.

In a dead zone of a world unknown, within several floating, hollow small planets.

This was a prison and an interrogation room.

In the Void Realm outside, Gou Lou was conversing with the guards.

"Sir, you want to interrogate them personally?" At this moment, a Sixth-grade People of No Return asked Gou Lou.

"Hmm, by the way, don't call me Sir. We are comrades, just call me by my name. Your name is… Kebosi, right?" Gou Lou remembered this person's name.

"Yes, I didn't expect Your Excellency Gou Lou to remember me." That person also changed his address, no longer calling him Sir, but replied with a smile.

"Everyone is fighting for one goal, what's the big deal about remembering each other's names?" Gou Lou's tone was still very friendly; he was naturally approachable.

Kebosi was stunned for a moment when he heard this, then seemed to reflexively raise an eyebrow, before realizing and awkwardly laughing: "Uh… oh, that's true."

"What's wrong?" Gou Lou looked at his expression, feeling a bit strange.

"Cough cough… It's just that I've been hearing these kinds of words a lot lately." Kebosi explained.

"Oh." Gou Lou nodded, suddenly enlightened: "The Human Race also likes to say such things?"

"That's right." Kebosi agreed with this statement.

"Then we can change our way of speaking in the future." Gou Lou said with a smile.

The Human Race was not a good thing, and using the same phrase as them was truly unnecessary.

It's just… can the Human Race really remember everyone, every auxiliary army member, or even every prisoner?

Gou Lou was somewhat skeptical, but it was also his first time interrogating Human Race individuals, so he wasn't clear what was going on.

In the previous month, Gou Lou was only responsible for capturing people.

However, after a month of capturing people, most of them had been tortured to death, yet not a single useful piece of information had been extracted. Only a few possible Breakthroughs had been screened out.

So, Gou Lou decided to interrogate them himself to see if these Human Race Cultivators could hold up against the pressure of a Fifth-grade Cultivator.

Chatting and laughing with others along the way, Gou Lou arrived at the prison.

"Next, you can just wait outside. When I release my pressure, it might hurt you, so it's best to stay far away." Gou Lou instructed the others.

"Yes." The others naturally knew the oppressive feeling of a Fifth-grade Cultivator, so they immediately agreed.

Then, Gou Lou walked into the prison.

Walking into the prison, there was nothing inside, but it was still clean and tidy.

After all, they were all Cultivators, and in reality, they didn't produce much trash and didn't need food.

It was just… no different from starving to death.

This was Outer Void, after all, where there was no Qi. Most Cultivators here could not replenish themselves, and the Qi in their bodies would only decrease, eventually leading to exhaustion and death.

Only those with methods to draw Qi from the Void Realm could survive successfully in the Void Realm. And now, this place had already been set up with forbidden magic, so even if the Human Race Cultivators trapped here had methods, they still couldn't replenish themselves and could only weaken day by day.

Gou Lou came to the prison and looked at the Human Race Cultivator imprisoned inside.

This was a typical humanoid creature, a male, with long black hair tied into a bun, very similar in appearance to the Human Race of the world. He was neatly dressed, but his expression was somewhat listless and weak.

His cultivation was Seventh-grade, which was also a more suitable grade, after all, any lower, those people would be very difficult to handle.

"You… ha, you can't do anything to me anymore? Even a Fifth-grade Cultivator has come." The Human Race Cultivator scoffed.

"It's not that we can't do anything to you, but… I'm very curious. We've captured many Human Race Cultivators, and they are all like you. I don't understand. I heard that your home world has been destroyed, and it was even done by the Human Race. Don't you hate them?" Gou Lou said.

This was his goal. He planned to use words and pressure to shake the opponent's Dao Heart, thereby prying open their mouth.

"Only narrow-minded creatures like you would hate." The other party said lightly, as if the destruction of their home world by the Human Race had no effect on them whatsoever.

"Narrow-minded? That's the world that gave birth to you and raised you, the reason for your entire existence, your home, your relatives, and everything you hold dear. Now it's been shattered by the very place you serve, and you think this is normal?!" Gou Lou looked at the other party, raising his voice, and reprimanded him!

At the same time, he also leaked a trace of Fifth-grade pressure, attempting to destroy the opponent's mind.

However, unexpectedly, the Human Race Cultivator laughed loudly. Although he was pressed down by the Fifth-grade pressure and couldn't straighten up, he still lifted his neck.

This caused his cervical spine to make creaking sounds, yet it still couldn't stop his roar.

This Seventh-grade young man, facing a Fifth-grade Martial Artist, let out his own roar!

He said: "That's why I say you are narrow-minded! You Shaman Dao, you so-called People of No Return who seek revenge, you simply don't understand what we pursue!"

"What world? Is the world your pursuit? Your entire life, your Dao Orthodoxy is for a small world? Just because you were born there?"

"You are a Fifth-grade Cultivator! You are a Human Race! Why do you want to be like animals, to protect your 'nest' as an animal for your entire life? What meaning does that nest have? Why can't your vision be long-term, focused on the boundless Universe, on the vast Void Realm and the future!?"

"You so-called civilizations, fighting each other for those ethereal rights, status, and interests, what difference is there between you and other animals in the world?"

"You clearly enjoy sentience, yet your pursuits are exactly the same as wild animals, only for corresponding goals. So-called power, that ability to control other individuals, is nothing more than pursuing to be the 'monkey king'!"

"Fighting over resource allocation, fighting for priority, is nothing more than seeking mating rights like a pride of lions."

"You are wasting this great self-awareness, wasting your Innate wisdom, wasting your Innate Three Treasures, willingly degenerating, forever only in mutual restraint and mutual struggle!"

"Our goal is to hope that everyone in this world is happy, joyful, and free."

"Everyone will realize their own wishes! They can work and act for their own goals, and even if it brings war, their hearts will still be happy."

"We are building a beautiful future, and we feel happy because of our hard work and brave fighting!"

"We have clear goals, a bright future, and countless things we want to do. Our skills, intelligence, thoughts, and energy all have a place to be used."

"Whether it's a veteran on the battlefield, an artisan, a farmer, or a scholar, we can all advance hand in hand. We are people running towards the future, not beasts stubbornly clinging to our nests!"

"You Fifth-grade Cultivators, I know you are civilizations, you are the noblest and most excellent life in the entire Universe, but you are racking your brains to turn yourselves into complete animals! So shortsighted, so despicable! How can scoundrels like you be worthy of your cultivation? What right do you have to wield that power?"

He roared his questions and anger at Gou Lou.

For a moment, Gou Lou was even stunned by him.

However, the next moment, Gou Lou stretched out his tentacles straight.

The Fifth-grade Martial Dao Divine Intent unfolded at this moment.

This had no hostility, no killing intent. If it did, this Seventh-grade Cultivator would probably have been shattered to pieces instantly.

He simply made a move, this punch was thrown seriously, it was the embodiment of his Martial Dao Divine Intent. This move was complete, just without using force.

But even without using force, it still caused the Seventh-grade Cultivator's Inner World to crack with one punch.

His Martial Dao Divine Intent was displayed.

That was—civilization itself.

This was Gou Lou's Martial Dao Divine Intent.

Then, the not-so-good-looking octopus said faintly: "I am not as noble as the Human Race, but I know that was my home."

The Human Race Cultivator just silently shook his head, no longer responding.