Baiyu stared at Zihua, trying to read something from her facial expressions, but got nothing.
Being anxious wouldn't help at this time.
Baiyu kept his gaze on her and sat on a bench to the side, "You don't have to speak. I believe that after a professional and serious interrogation, you'll cooperate with me."
Zihua remained silent, clearly indifferent to Baiyu's remarks.
Baiyu didn't say much either. After injecting her with a large vial of suppressant, he had Qiong Zhen secure her hands and feet with Living Iron Shackles.
The two of them then proceeded to the training room.
Cang Yan was still in the laboratory conducting experiments, seemingly intrigued by the appearance of the birdcage.
"Come, let's check her first; be attentive."
Baiyu handed her over to Cang Yan.
"Check? You mean search? No problem, but you know my batch of inspection equipment was sourced from the black market. It might cause some discomfort during use."
Cang Yan's words were very euphemistic.
But Baiyu quickly understood her meaning, "Exactly, give her a thorough check; don't miss anything."
Baiyu pointed at Zihua.
Shortly after, Hamster opened a secret door again, inside were various strange tools. Although Baiyu couldn't understand them, their appearance suggested they weren't anything benign.
Zihua is in for it!
After a brief process, Cang Yan dragged Zihua inside and shut the door.
Not long after, the sounds of screams belonging to the Demon Race permeated through the walls, reaching Baiyu and Qiong Zhen, who were waiting outside.
Mixed in were curses in the Demon Race's language, which neither of them understood.
"Baiyu, is that Hamster going to kill her?" Qiong Zhen remarked with an odd expression.
He had always known Baiyu had a talking hamster, but he hadn't expected it to possess human-level intelligence.
Except for being a hamster physically, it behaved no differently from a normal human.
That was undeniably strange.
Baiyu glanced at the clan elder from the Qiong Family, rolling his eyes in exasperation, "What are you thinking? That hamster is female."
"I see..."
Qiong Zhen breathed a sigh of relief but quickly realized something was off.
Why did he breathe a sigh of relief?
Damn it, he hadn't even thought along those lines until this kid led him astray.
The screams continued on.
Until three hours later, Cang Yan, wearing a white lab coat, dragged out a barely conscious Zihua.
For non-humans.
She had not an ounce of sympathy.
"Alright, I've checked her thoroughly."
Hands on her hips, she looked thoroughly exhausted, "Found nothing. I even did a genetic test, and nothing came up."
"Not a single anomaly?" Baiyu furrowed his brows.
After hearing from Catherine about the characteristics of giants, he suspected that Zihua definitely had a card up her sleeve; she couldn't be the type to sit and wait for death.
Even though she was locked in a cell filled with suppressive gas.
As a member of the Demon Race, if she wanted to commit suicide, she could undoubtedly do it.
For someone captured and undergoing all kinds of torment without choosing death to avoid humiliation, yet complied peacefully inside the cell, there was something off.
"Think carefully, no place was missed," Baiyu queried persistently.
Cang Yan tapped her head, pondered, then said, "Indeed, there are no anomalies; she has nothing on her.
Moreover, her Blood Qi and Spirit are on the brink of collapse.
Who knows when she might go insane and collapse? She only has some tattoos on her body, but the tattoo style of the Demon Race is quite impressive; they look rather striking."
A sudden flash crossed Baiyu's mind.
"You just said she has a lot of tattoos? Why didn't I see them?"
"Oh, because the tattoos on her body are painted with a special liquid, invisible to the naked eye, requiring specific treatment to see."
"Show them to me."
Baiyu promptly asked Cang Yan to take him over.
In the examination room, or rather, the interrogation room, Baiyu saw Zihua.
Having endured repeated torture, she was on the verge of death, even struggling to open her eyes.
On her back was a massive tattoo.
It depicted a colossal giant fighting against the ocean.
Baiyu wasn't unfamiliar with this scene.
During his time at the Giant King's Court, he saw similar murals illustrating giants overcoming natural disasters and battling with the heavens and earth.
The subject wielded was a Sea Giant.
So the drawing on the back pertained to the sea.
Baiyu could already determine that the tattoo on Zihua's back was linked to the Giant Manipulator.
However, he wasn't sure how to utilize it.
Crash.
Beside him, Cang Yan poured a bucket of icy water over her, snapping her a bit.
Immediately after.
Cang Yan fed her several nutrition pills, though unable to restore her Blood Qi, they at least improved her condition a little.
"How are you feeling?"
Baiyu sat across from her and said:
"Your people have abandoned you.
The Demon Race and the Shell People Race's joint advance has been halted by the Imperial Army outside the Withered Land, unable to make any progress.
I suppose it won't be long before your kin come to accompany you.
Continuing to hold out now, I really can't see the point?"
Zihua lifted her head, saying coldly, "I only regret not eating you back then, despicable Human Race, meant to be food for our race."
Baiyu furrowed his brows.
It appeared that regardless of her state, the opponent's spirit and mind were hard to shake.
After all, being indoctrinated from an early age made it difficult for her to cooperate with humans, whom they only perceived as mobile food.
Few of the other races refrained from eating people.
Just as Baiyu decided to visit the Giant King's Court to ask Catherine about handling the tattoo on Zihua's back to acquire the Giant Manipulator, a large burst of white light suddenly emanated from his chest.
This glow flickered continuously, shifting in colors.
It was the white light Catherine had placed inside him before departing the Giant King's Court.
At that moment, the white light shot from his body, quickly adhered to Zihua's back, and shortly after, Zihua cried out in pain.
This time, her cry was more agonizing than any before.
The tattoo of the giant slowly detached from her back, absorbed into the white light mass, slowly coalescing into something.
Finally.
The white light ceased, and clatter, a giant's sculpture piece fell to the ground, seemingly ordinary.
The entire sculpture was pure white, as if carved from Bai Yu, but when held, it exuded an intense, icy chill.
"This is a Magical Item!"
Having witnessed everything, Cang Yan snapped back to reality, exclaiming in surprise.
