In fact, the management system inside this war fortress was even more lax than Li Zhen had anticipated.

He was not only transported directly into the medical area, but also, through his mastery of 80-90% of the alien language, he could overhear other yellowish-brown aliens casually discussing confidential matters.

Of course, it may also be because Mongo's war fortress looted too many good things, and these cosmic raiders lacked the concept of sustainable development.

They are similar to the planet Witrum, but their ideologies are not entirely the same.

Having snagged a good item, instead of figuring out how to unlock its workings, they simply haphazardly categorized its functions and levels and stored it away.

When needed, just take it out and use it.

The overall style and ideology are remarkably similar to those of modern-day pirates on Earth.

Loot, then squander.

Li Zhen's feigned injuries were severe enough that after he was injected with a drug similar to a heart stimulant, the yellowish-brown alien in charge of treatment simply tossed him a silver metal ball that looked extremely familiar.

"Use it yourself while you can breathe."

After saying that, he turned around and went off to do other things without looking back.

Perhaps because the Joker, Shazam, and the others hadn't stopped causing trouble, wounded people kept being carried in. The yellowish-brown aliens responsible for transporting the wounded were clearly in a bad mood; they would just throw them onto an empty bed and leave in a hurry.

There were also cases where, due to excessive exertion, an unconscious wounded person rolled around on the bed several times before falling to the ground, unconsciously coughing up blood, and no one immediately took care of them.

Li Zhen held the metal ball to her chest and looked down at it.

Isn't this the thing Tim pulled out after he kneed Kara and broke her nose when he pretended the Vitrum invaded Earth?

Li Zhen was busy acting at the time, so she only glanced at it and didn't continue to observe.

I thought the Bat family had come up with some strange gadgets again, but it turns out they're completely alien artifacts.

After all, this universe's war fortress probably hasn't been to Earth yet.

On the hospital bed next to Li Zhen, another yellowish-brown alien, also awakened by a stimulant, looked enviously at the metal ball in his palm.

Although this guy looked older than the other yellowish-brown aliens, his injuries were assessed as less severe than Li Zhen's, so he only received a can of nutrient solution that looked like Fanta soda.

It was gone in a few gulps, but it worked quite quickly. The hoarse breathing that had been like a bellows just moments before returned to normal within minutes.

However, the other injuries on his body clearly require time to heal.

Being stared at like this, she couldn't use this thing to 'heal' herself. All her injuries were due to magical disguise; even if Li Zhen happened to find the trigger method for the metal sphere, it probably wouldn't consume its effective contents.

However, you can ask if you don't understand.

Anyway, Rachel's soul magic will help.

Li Zhen seemingly generously handed over the metal ball.

The latter was stunned, clearly incredulous, wondering why Li Zhen, who was clearly more seriously injured, would give the good stuff to him.

The aged, yellowish-brown alien raised its head and met Li Zhen's eyes, before being hard-controlled by Rachel, who was casting soul magic from the shadow dimension.

"Do you know what this is?"

Li Zhen asked the other party in a somewhat broken alien language.

The yellowish-brown alien whose consciousness had been invaded by soul magic nodded blankly.

"This is a real gem. There probably aren't many left in the warehouse now—we found it decades ago near post-apocalyptic Krypton when we first left our home planet with the God of War."

"At that time, we found about fifty of these body molecular repair spheres. According to the God of War, this thing represents the highest technological achievement of Krypton before its destruction. No matter how serious the injury, no matter how strong the injured person's constitution, as long as they still have a breath left, they can be saved."

"And it can also continuously repair various hidden defects in the body." Huh?

So this thing belongs to Kara herself.

When the Kryptonian girl handed the items over to the Teen Titans for distribution, she probably didn't emphasize the value of this little ball.

As a result, the injury that should have healed from sun exposure was prematurely treated by Tim.

Their level of waste is comparable to that of these yellowish-brown aliens.

Li Zhen carefully stored the metal sphere into the Shadow Dimension with an air of seriousness. After glancing around to make sure no one else was watching her, she began to remind Rachel to gradually weaken the 'injuries' on her body.

He then continued to ask questions of the hypnotized old man, Shit-Yellow.

"God of War? Does that refer to Mongo?"

The hypnotized old alien frowned but did not answer the question immediately.

Rachel, somewhat helplessly, used telepathy to give Li Zhen a hint.

"They have a considerable degree of faith in that war god. Don't ask them too many questions that go against their beliefs, or they might break free from the hypnosis."

Li Zhen was somewhat puzzled. "I don't recall asking him to insult his God of War, did I?"

Rachel seemed to have a lot of experience with this.

"For some races, casually mentioning the true name of the strongest person they admire is also an insult, or rather, a disrespect."

"Okay, okay, then I'll ask it another way."

Li Zhen hesitated for a moment.

"You have been following the God of War for quite some time."

Despite being under the influence of soul magic hypnosis, this yellowish-brown alien immediately showed an expression of pride upon hearing these words, and even puffed out his chest a little.

"Of course! It is an honor for us, the people of Menggao, to follow the God of War on his journey to conquer the universe!"

"Kid, I'm one of the people who've followed Lord War the longest. There aren't many of my age left."

Alright, that reveals even more.

Li Zhen then began to probe indirectly, using roundabout methods to extract more information from the other party, including the location of the treasure vault, while trying to avoid mentioning Meng Ge's real name.

For example, why are there so many yellowish-brown aliens, known as the Mongos, inside the War Fortress? That's because the God of War (Mongo) also came from the Mongos, although the rest of the weaker Mongos have died one after another in the decades of conquest.

But Mongo would always find time to return to Mongostar to continue selecting his own kind to join the war fortress.

The reason why Menggo is revered as the God of War is because the lineage to which Menggo belongs is a bloodline of the God of War that has been passed down since ancient times on the planet Menggao.

Only the strongest among the bloodlines of each generation of War Gods can obtain the honor of the title of War God and automatically possess the supreme kingship of Menggao Star.

Another interesting point is that this current God of War is none other than Mongo himself.

Despite having been advocating for the conquest of the universe and venturing into space for decades, Mongo and his men have actually conquered relatively few planets.

According to this hypnotized guy...

"This current God of War has a particular fondness for plundering treasures and kidnapping powerful individuals to host gladiatorial combat events."

Li Zhen overheard something that piqued her interest and couldn't help but ask a few more questions.

He was genuinely curious about Mongo's definition of a strong person.

After all, even his own divine body, which was only ten times stronger than that of an Earthling, was captured, and they even wasted a detention slot.

Before she could get a reply, Li Zhen's super hearing picked up on a series of angry, hurried footsteps approaching from behind. She turned around hastily and saw the 'doctor' who had casually tossed her the Kryptonian healing orb, now glaring at her furiously.

"Your injuries have healed, so why are you still chatting idly with a useless old man!"

Li Zhen looked down and realized that all the 'injuries' on her body had actually disappeared.

"Rachel, why are you treating me so quickly!"

Rachel, who was floating cross-legged in the Shadow Dimension, pursed her lips.

"I based this on Kara's recovery speed last time, which perfectly matches the effects of that healing orb."

In real life, a Mongolian doctor pointed to a kinetic energy gun that had been carelessly tossed aside in the corner of the medical area.

"Stop slacking off now that you're all done, go catch those escaped bastards!"

Li Zhen rolled her eyes inwardly, muttered a reply, got up, rolled off the bed, and jogged towards the door.

He naturally had no intention of actually participating in the arrest operation; he planned to find a quiet, deserted place and run in the opposite direction.

Go straight to Mongo's treasure vault and wreak havoc.

The doctor who was solely in charge of the medical area stopped paying attention to the veteran who only deserved "Fanta Nutritional Solution" and instead rushed to treat the other wounded. Rachel's lingering soul magic had not yet dissipated, and the Montgomery, who was indulging in hypnosis and proud of his seniority, was still muttering incessantly.

"About a few months ago, the God of War obtained a new treasure that can help him locate the strongest warrior in a region, spanning tens of thousands of light-years."

"Since then, the fortress has been gathering powerful individuals at a rate tens of thousands of times faster than before, and the God of War has declared that he will create the strongest gladiatorial competition in the universe..."

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