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The first time using the Sudden Inspiration, Nancy hadn’t expected its effectiveness to be this remarkable. Just now, three thought bullets bought her two minutes of time, allowing Nancy to calmly break free from the man’s grasp and swiftly dispatch him with a slash of her knife.

After all, Nancy wasn’t a novice when it came to wielding a blade. Her combat experience from her previous life was well-regarded within intelligence organizations worldwide. Two minutes… in this situation, it was enough for her to accomplish many things.

Speaking of which, Nancy wasn’t sure if these three thought bullets would have the same effect on everyone. After all, the battlefield is ever-changing, especially in a world with both superpowers and magic. Two minutes were sufficient for Nancy to do a lot—whether it was escaping or preparing for a counterattack!

As Nancy pondered while holding the still-bloodied dagger, the ice wall behind her, which had been used by the man to restrain Hattori, suddenly shattered!

Then, with ice debris falling around him, Hattori, pale-faced, emerged from it. Initially tense, his expression visibly relaxed upon seeing Nancy still alive.

“Miss… I’m relieved to see you unharmed!”

The sudden attack by the ice-type ability user had indeed caught Hattori off guard. The abrupt ice wall had left him disoriented.

However, the ice spikes intended to impale him didn’t trouble him much. Hattori easily dodged the attacks using his agility. All in all, he was merely trapped there just now.

Hattori wasn’t particularly concerned about his own safety. After all, with his abilities, he could easily escape if needed. But what worried him was Nancy.

His new boss might have unique insights into firearms, but her close combat skills were lacking. That’s why Nancy had supported Hattori from afar with a sniper rifle in previous missions. In this situation, Hattori couldn’t imagine what would happen if Nancy were to face this ability user at close range.

And when he was trapped behind the ice wall just now, Hattori also heard Nancy’s use of the “honey trap” strategy. He didn’t know Nancy’s plan, which made him very anxious. He was worried that the ability user might have done something inappropriate to his boss…

But thankfully, his new boss seemed to be alright. She only suffered a minor injury to her arm. In fact, he didn’t even know how she managed to kill the ability user—Hattori was very curious about this, but wisely chose not to pursue the matter further.

“Hattori, what level is this ability user? Can you tell?” Nancy waved her hand to stop Hattori from trying to bandage her arm and turned to ask about the dead ice-type ability user.

Although she had known about the existence of ability users in this world for a long time, Nancy had never encountered one before. Today was her first time fighting a real ability user face to face… although the combat experience wasn’t pleasant. If it weren’t for Sudden Inspiration, Nancy might have already fallen victim to the ability user in front of her…

Nancy shook her head, choosing not to dwell on it further. She had no regrets about using her physical charm for her advantage. As someone with a psychological age exceeding thirty, she didn’t mind leveraging all her strengths to achieve her goals—including her body.

“What level, huh…” Hattori didn’t immediately answer, but instead walked over to the lifeless body and crouched down to examine it carefully.

A throat slit… Hattori was even more curious about what his boss had done just now.

However, he didn’t forget his current task. Hattori glanced at the man’s forehead.

“This ability user has reached the level of materializing elemental power, and even appears to have good control. Moreover, there’s a formed elemental imprint on his forehead. So, I speculate that this ability user is at least Level Three,” Hattori explained confidently.

Nancy nodded in agreement at his words, finding some justification for Hattori’s predicament. After all, as Hattori himself had mentioned, even with all his equipment, he could barely handle Level Three ability users. Moreover, this elementalist had attacked them unexpectedly.

It seemed she needed to strengthen the abilities of this subordinate of hers…

Making a mental note to train Hattori in her own gunfighting techniques when they returned, Nancy walked up to the corpse once again and pulled out her dagger—

This series of actions flowed seamlessly, even evoking a sense of familiarity in Hattori. Nancy had used similar movements when she gouged out the eyes of that thug before. Could it be that his boss was planning to—

Hattori guessed correctly. Nancy did indeed plan to retrieve something from this ability user’s body, but this time it wasn’t eyeballs. Instead, the snow-haired girl plunged her dagger into the corpse’s chest, then swiftly dug into the heart’s position—subsequently, she held a seemingly fresh heart in her hand.

Recently, Nancy had specifically researched many pieces of information about ability users, including dissection documents targeting advanced ability users.

Although this world was populated with ability users, in theory, everyone could awaken their own supernatural abilities. However, most people’s abilities were barely enough to assist in daily life. For instance, a fire ability user without any talent might only be able to produce a small flame for illumination throughout their life. Likewise, an ordinary water user might only summon a blob of water when thirsty.

But the world also had its share of naturally gifted individuals. These people’s supernatural genes were highly developed, destined to become advanced ability users in the future.

The core of the supernatural gene lay in the human heart. The hearts of advanced ability users were naturally enhanced by supernatural abilities. Within the hearts of advanced ability users, one could find a substance called “supernatural gene nucleus,” which could enhance the talents of mediocre ability users and serve as ammunition for certain custom weapons—altogether, this substance was not only valuable but also highly useful. Nancy wouldn’t let such a valuable item slip away.

As expected, after probing with her dagger, Nancy finally found a rhomboid crystalline substance inside the heart of this Level Three elementalist. The crystal, tinted ice blue like the user’s abilities, matched the images she had seen and was indeed the supernatural gene nucleus of this ability user.

After inspecting the unique organ that only humans in this world possessed for a while, Nancy, feeling somewhat bored, tossed it into her system inventory. Then, she stood up, disdainfully discarding the lump of flesh in her hand.

Having become accustomed to dissecting the bodies of enemy spies possibly carrying microchips in her past life, Nancy didn’t feel nauseated. She simply disliked the feeling of having a lump of flesh hanging from her hand.

“Alright, Hattori, let’s go check on those ‘pigs.'”

……………………

There wasn’t much else to say. Nancy and Hattori found the bound Basileus slaves in an underground hall thirty meters away. Then, before these so-called “pigs” could react, they ushered them out at gunpoint.

Some of the male slaves seemed a bit unruly upon seeing only two of them. However, after seeing the bodies of the thugs —most of whom had been dispatched by Hattori— they became much more obedient.

On the ground floor of this abandoned factory, Nancy took out clothes she had prepared from her system inventory for these people to change into. Then, she provided some emergency food—a few industrial steamed buns and the like, barely enough to stave off hunger. After all, Nancy understood the art of ruling—if these newly liberated slaves were treated too kindly, it wouldn’t be suitable for them.

“Hattori, from now on, I’ll need you to supervise these people in this area. I need to make a quick trip back,” Nancy said, observing the disorderly group of about thirty slaves below. With Hattori’s combat prowess, even guarding thirty unarmed slaves seemed a bit beneath him, but for now, Nancy had no other subordinates to rely on.

This abandoned factory could serve as Nancy’s temporary base, and the training of these thirty-odd slaves would begin here.

With that said, Nancy took out a bottle of her specially concocted potion from her system inventory, about 4 liters in volume.