326 The Infos
The team stationed in Building B had clearly anticipated Tyler and his group’s arrival, deliberately leaving clues scattered about as if daring them to uncover the truth.
Caroline gave a slight nod before recounting her earlier encounter with Obsidian Fang in the lobby. As she spoke, the others listened intently, their expressions shifting from curiosity to knowing smirks.
Once she finished, the room was filled with silent understanding. Each of them had arrived at the same conclusion—Building B was making an overt effort to conceal something significant.
They were deliberately spreading rumors about mutant humans, a smokescreen designed to mask the true nature of Crow’s abilities.
Yet, there was more beneath the surface.
“And they’ve always craved a connection with the army,” Caroline added thoughtfully. “If the military starts believing Obsidian Fang can foresee the future, they’ll increasingly rely on his counsel. Which means…”
Her voice trailed off, but the implication was clear: eventually, the army might become puppets to Obsidian Fang’s will.
It was a brilliantly cunning strategy—only a man as crafty and experienced as that old fox could orchestrate such a scheme.
Regarding the gold coins, Tyler later realized that everyone in Building B treated them like currency. They operated an entire internal economy, complete with a recycling system for the coins themselves.
The photographs they found were equally intriguing. One showed a cluster of names scrawled across it: Francis, Tyler, Denton, and Caroline herself.
However, Caroline’s name was awkwardly placed in the corner, marked with a large question mark beside it.
Among those names, Caroline recognized several powerful ability users she had known in her past life.
The name that stood out most was Nelson Valdez, positioned right in the center.
Nelson was a top-tier healer, renowned as a legendary herbalist even before gaining his powers. When the great heatwave struck, every faction had desperately sought his allegiance.
Caroline’s eyelid twitched involuntarily. Crow was definitely someone who had been reborn.
That question mark next to her name? It meant Obsidian Fang had never encountered her in his previous life.
As Tyler handed Caroline a small vial filled with a mysterious blue liquid, he instructed her to take it to the lab for analysis.
The moment Caroline touched the vial, her storage space vibrated wildly. This liquid had the potential to upgrade her storage capabilities.
That was essentially the most valuable intelligence they had managed to extract from their reconnaissance of Building B. Still, they couldn’t help but be impressed by the place. It functioned like a self-contained microcosm—well-stocked, meticulously organized, and even boasting a dedicated department for scouting talent.
“Obsidian Fang’s ambitions are truly insane,” Caroline summarized quietly.


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