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"He..."

"How could he be here?!"

That silent figure was the most memorable for Helen since her arrival at the military camp. Recently emerged from the cultivation pod, this new artificially-born soldier named Bai E had achieved accomplishments in a short time that other soldiers could hardly reach in a lifetime.

It was because of his outstanding performance that his resume had attracted Helen's attention the moment she arrived at the camp, causing her to observe him for a long period and even contemplate using him as the subject of an important experiment. However, she eventually abandoned this idea due to his lackluster talent in close combat.

After returning, she felt relieved that she hadn't impulsively chosen a "flawed product" or selected the warrior named Rose as a lower-level "substitute." The project required a substantial amount of resources, and the Senate was certainly not a place willing to bet on slim probabilities.

This plan could be postponed, but it absolutely could not fail!

So... why was he sitting here today, at this time?

In such a setting, the inevitable attendees were high-ranking officers from the camp or important frontline officers involved in the battle. How could an ordinary soldier sit in this position?

Although her dealings with the military were limited, Helen knew about the promotion system within the army—unless one had a city lord father, it was very hard for a normal naturally-born person to get promoted from a grassroots soldier to an important officer rank in just a few months' time.

Or... could this soldier's performance truly be so terrifying that it broke the regular system, forcing even the rigid military camp to acknowledge his merits?@@novelbin@@

Could it be that she had been wrong from the start?

This fleeting speculation, accompanied by a tinge of regret, arose in her mind, leaving Helen frozen in place with numerous thoughts flickering through her mind.

"Helen?" Helen?" The call, sounding as if from far away, brought Helen sharply back to reality.

Blinking lightly, Helen's consciousness snapped back, turning to look in the direction of the voice as if nothing had happened.

Weslin was looking at her with an ingratiating smile.

"Helen, I must trouble you once again. We have encountered two types of new giant creatures from the Bug Race in a recent battle. We have already properly preserved a sample of one of the creatures' tissue, just waiting for your receipt."

Helen gathered her thoughts, focusing on the more pressing and important issue at hand, "What about the battlefield video?"

"Right here."

Following Weslin's indication, the white screen behind him immediately displayed the footage captured by the battlefield drones of the giant creatures.

The opening shot was undeniably stunning—the Titan-class armed Mecha, the ultimate force of the military, was knocked down in an instant by a single shot, and the resulting explosion was large enough to cover a vast area.

Looking at the aftermath of the explosion, whether it was machinery or human bodies, the casualty rate within the range of the blast was as high as 95%.

Machinery could still be salvaged if hit in non-crucial parts, but a human body would be shattered upon impact, the power comparable to being shot by an Anti-Material Sniper Rifle.

More importantly, even though the blast spread far and wide, the range of the creatures' artillery fire was still densely packed.

The level of destruction far exceeded that of a previous entity known as "Dominators."

Domination was fierce, yet it was just about controlling others and oneself.

If several more of these newly emerged giants appeared and bombarded the battlegrounds before the war even started, what chance would humanity have left?

Even their prized Titan-class armed Mechas were no more than paper in front of them. The larger the battlefield where they were deployed, the greater the threat these giants posed.

In small-scale combat, Mechas could still rely on sheer strength to face the enemy directly, but in large-scale confrontations with endless seas of Bugs blocking the way, Mechas would find it hard to breach the nests for a decapitating strike.

Humanity could only be grateful that the Bugs had once again irrationally exposed their most powerful trump card on the least suitable battlefield.

If it were humans, they certainly would not reveal their absolute trump card so easily.

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Nevertheless, once the presence of the new giants was reported, the Military Department instantly rated them as the most problematic strategic units from the Bug Race.

"We have named it the Thunder Beast..."

The video slowly played on, with Helen watching intently while Weslin quietly provided commentary by her side.

As the progress moved to the Mechas' forced break-through using decapitation tactics, Helen had no time to consider the differences in the Mecha squad's performance but was instead fully focused on the "Thunder Beast's" every action in response to the Mecha's assault.

With a blue and white Mecha making the final cut, and putting a bomb inside to explode and finish the job, the video finally came to an end.

Weslin combined the information prepared by the analysis department since returning to camp to present to Helen, "Based on our preliminary analysis, the Thunder Beast's main weapons are two types: one is the artillery attack composed of two projectile bodies, and the other is the attack form where the Symbiotic Gun on its forelimbs spits out a large amount of acid stored in the glands. One method is used for wide-area bombardment of distant battlefields, and the other is for defense when enemies approach. Besides this, the Thunder Beast does not carry many other symbiotic weapons or organs."