Ark Simulator, don't I have no physical form?

While Suri could certainly retrieve all the Sarkaz who had been sold, it would require far more resources and effort, and the Sarkaz she rescued might already be Originium crystals.

Theresa nodded: "I understand. In that case, shall we start preparing now? What kind of manpower do you need? I can help you introduce them."

Theresa stood up and looked at Suri, hoping that Suri would follow her.

"Shouldn't we wait for Kal'tsit?"

Suri glanced in the direction of the bathroom, and Theresa shook her head: "Kal'tsit has other work to do afterward, I'll take you there."

"Okay, I'll tell Kal'tsit."

Suri nodded, knocked on the bathroom door, and said to Kal'tsit, "Kal'tsit, Theresa and I will be leaving now."

"I understand, I will go to work later."

The sound of showering in the bathroom paused for a moment, then Kal'tsit answered, before the shower resumed.

Suri then returned to Theresa, who had been waiting for some time:

"Alright, let's go."

Theresa nodded, and as she led Suri outside, she asked, "Tell me what kind of manpower you need first, so I can help you find some."

"No need. I've already looked at the current manpower of the Tower of Babel. I only need a few people."

As Suri spoke, she casually handed a list to Theresa: "These few people will do."

Theresa glanced at it and nodded, then looked at Suri: "Most people are fine, but there's one..."

“The mercenary named W, right? I’ll persuade her, and I think she’ll be happy to stay.”

As Suri said this, she smiled at Theresa and said, "Let's go see that W. After all, she's the only one who might refuse, right?"

Theresa nodded, and then led Suri... or rather, was led by Suri to the mercenary camp where W was temporarily resting.

After all, Theresa couldn't know the exact location of every mercenary, but Suri could.

W didn't stay put in the camp, so Theresa and Suri met her outside the camp.

At this moment, the mercenary was wandering around the corridors of the Tower of Babel, seemingly trying to learn about the place.

Upon noticing Suri and Theresa, W paused for a moment, then looked Suri up and down before turning his gaze to Theresa:

"Your Highness, I never expected to meet you here."

"Hello W, this is Su Rui. I've commissioned him to assemble a team to handle some clandestine matters, and he thinks you're capable of doing the job."

W's gaze returned to Su Rui, scrutinizing him from head to toe, and she couldn't help but lean closer to Su Rui's cheek: "He's actually a squad leader? I thought he was your boyfriend, hmm?"

Before W could finish speaking, he raised his hand to block Suri's fist and raised an eyebrow at Suri: "Oh ho~ you've got quite a temper. Don't think that just because you're pretty I'll get along with you. This is Kazdel, not some amusement park, young master."

Theresa smiled helplessly. Suri's approachable aura did have an effect; W's attitude was actually much better than how she treated others.

However, Suri was not satisfied with this. After pulling her fist back from W's grasp, Suri looked W up and down:

"Tsk, your name is really troublesome. From now on, you'll be called Vishdel."

W looked at Theresa with some confusion, only to see Theresa smiling:

"It's a very nice name, implying a longing for a beautiful home."

"I see. I'll reluctantly allow you to call me that. So, what do you want me to do, young master?"

"My name is Su Rui."

Prince of Kazdel: 305 Read more books, Vishdel

"Okay, I understand. So, what's up? I don't take on jobs that are too easy."

Vishdale glanced at the person beside him who had detached from need, and seeing that Theresa thought there was nothing wrong with the name Suri had mentioned, he nodded in agreement with Suri's statement.

"Of course, a mission that could almost kill you is up to you to decide whether you dare to take it."

Suri crossed her arms, looked at Dale in his smug position, and a cold smile appeared on her lips.

"Of course, who's afraid of who? If it's not dangerous enough, I'll make trouble for you."

Vishdale nodded, looking like she was going head-to-head with Suri, and it seemed she quite liked Suri's point of view.

However, Theresa, standing nearby, placed a worried hand on Suri's shoulder:

"Suri, is this mission really that dangerous? We should try to avoid too much risk; your safety is also very important."

"I'm sure I'll be fine, but it's hard to say about her."

Suri glanced at Vishdel: "Actually, I certainly have safe methods. It depends on which one Vishdel prefers. If you want something more exciting, I have plenty of options."

“Of course we need to make it exciting.” Vishdel wasn’t about to back down at this point, and after being glared at by Theresa, he immediately fell silent.

After Vishdel quieted down, Theresa pulled Suri aside, gave Vishdel a wink, and led them to an office:

"Suri, tell me your plan. Remember, we can't be reckless at this time. We need to be as safe as possible."

“…Okay.” Suri glanced at Vishdel and nodded. Anyway, the priority now was to beat Theresa.

Suri then showed a scanned image of the small Sarkaz town where they were headed:

"This is the local terrain. The specific personnel arrangements may change due to various minor situations on the day, but the terrain will not change. What we need to do is simply release the people out of those heavily guarded cages, and then blow up the houses to expose the cages inside."

As someone who was able to join the Military Council, that Sarkaz had a certain reputation in Kazdel, and most of the Sarkaz living near the town knew where his property was.

Vishdale looked at Suri with some doubt: "This is just one of our businesses, right? Our target seems to be a very famous person? Just blowing up a house shouldn't hurt him much. Once the business is transferred, won't we still have worked for nothing?"

“No matter how he shifts his industries, I can find them. What I want is this kind of relentless pressure, making him have nowhere to escape, going from annoyance to exasperation.”

Suri leaned back on the sofa and wagged his finger: "And Penguin, who said he did all that for nothing? One or two small outposts are nothing to him, but if the Sarkaz find out what he does, then it'll be a big problem."

"So, what does he do? Cages..."

Vishdel looked at Theresa with a puzzled expression, hoping that Theresa could provide some answers.

"According to Su Rui's intelligence, this Sarkaz belongs to the Military Council. His companies are secretly kidnapping Sarkaz and selling them to foreign forces."

“Damn it, Kazdel curses, there are actually people doing this kind of business?” Vishdel couldn’t help but feel puzzled. “I didn’t even know Sarkaz could be sold for money. Aren’t the other races supposed to avoid us like the plague?”

Vishdale and Theresa's gazes both fell on Suri, clearly both very interested in the matter.

However, unlike Vishdel who knew nothing, Theresa's gaze contained sadness, after all, she could already guess what Suri was going to say.

"Of course it's for experiments. The Sarkaz's affinity for Originium and their special physique make them invaluable research material for many unethical researchers. That member of the Military Commission made his fortune off of this."

A look of understanding flashed in Theresa's eyes, but her sadness was still so evident.

Vishdel was even more direct: "*Kazdel curses*, then why don't we just go and kill that son of a bitch?!"

“Because we wanted to make his death more dramatic.” Suri said, adjusting the screen on his phone in front of Theresa and Vishdel to a map of Kazdel showing the military commissioner’s business holdings.

“I have all the intelligence. Even if he really moves his assets, he can’t escape my sight. Wouldn’t it be better to let the Sarkaz, who discover the truth, tear him apart?”

"Even if the Sarkaz find out what he did, that bastard is a military commissar. You don't really think a few hot-blooded idiots can take him down, do you?"

"What are you thinking?" Suri looked at Vishdel suspiciously. "Of course you'd take care of his men and then hand them over to the Sarkaz."

"And what about me? I take care of the guards, and then you just dump my prey on someone else?"

"You can beat him up first before you throw him."

"make a deal."

Suri and Vishdel were both satisfied with the outcome of the negotiations. Only Theresa, standing nearby, watched the interaction between the two with a helpless expression, somewhat worried that things might go wrong because of them.

"Remember, your safety is the most important thing... Suri, you probably won't be directly involved in the mission, right?"

Theresa looked at Suri: "Your team needs a few more people to ensure your safety. I'll bring the rest of the people you chose as well."

“Okay.” Suri nodded, then looked at Vishdel: “Do you need to prepare? Or can we leave now?”

"Even if I don't need to prepare, others will, right?"

Vishdale glanced at Suri's lazy appearance: "Speaking of which, you don't look like you've trained at all. Could you really be some young master from somewhere?"

"If that's your way of putting it, then the place where I used to live was full of the young masters you're talking about."

Suri rolled her eyes, ignoring Vishdel's barbed question: "You don't need to know who I am. Just do your job well. If you have any problems, go talk to Theresa."

“Tsk, tsk.” Vishdel seemed to want to say something, but found himself unable to think of a suitable adjective.

"A cultural desert, huh? Speechless? I suggest you read more books."

Suri looked at Vishdel and smiled at her. It was a friendly gesture, but it made Vishdel blush instantly.

Prince of Kazdel: 306, put it down! No way!

Red-Warm Vishdel immediately wanted to take physical action against Suri directly.

Suri didn't resist, but just smiled smugly as she watched Vishdel's actions, before Vishdel pounced on her and pinned her down.

"What, you want to make a move? Let's see if you have the guts~"

Suri gave Vishdel a defiant look, who froze after touching his wrist: "Are you too scared? You talk a big game, but you're just a coward. What a useless piece of trash~"

Although Suri's words made her blood boil, Vishdale's attention wasn't on that at the moment. She looked thoughtful and then weighed Suri's wrist in her hand.

"What are you doing?" Suri asked, looking at Vishdel deep in thought with a puzzled expression. "You can actually think, really?"

"Of course, if I weren't good at thinking, I wouldn't have had the chance to live this long!"

Vishdale glared at Su Rui with annoyance, then suddenly reached out and picked Su Rui up from the sofa.

"What are you doing?" Suri asked, struggling to break free from Vishdel's embrace. In her haste, she grabbed Vishdel's horn.

"Put me down right now!"

"No way! Besides, you're so light. Do you not eat much? You're so thin!"

"My figure and weight are in the healthiest condition, so you don't need to worry. It's just that Terrans generally have a higher body density."

"What do you mean? What does density refer to?" Vishdel was taken aback, not quite understanding what Suri was saying.

"What I mean is, you guys are generally heavier!"

Suri grabbed Vishdale's horn and couldn't help but shake it: "Alright, let me put you down. How can you have no sense of boundaries?"

"Do I need any sense of boundaries? Generally, people who are this close to me are already dead."

Vishdel spoke smugly, still not letting go of Suri. Instead, as Suri struggled, she reached out and hoisted Suri onto her shoulders:

"Phew~ I didn't expect I could actually do it. You're even lighter than I thought."

After Suri settled in, Vishdale deliberately weighed her a few times, causing Suri to instinctively reach out and support her head.

"So, can you fucking put me down now?"

Suri noticed someone approaching the door, immediately locked it with her electronic abilities, and then urged Vishdel:

"Okay, put me down quickly, someone's coming from outside."

"How did you hear those sounds outside? You're quite capable; I didn't hear any of them."

Vishdel glanced at Su Rui with suspicion. While trusting Su Rui, he didn't put him down, but instead gave him a mocking, wicked smile:

"So what if I don't put you down? It's not me who'll be embarrassed later anyway~"

Suri stared coldly into Vishdale's eyes until the smile on her face gradually disappeared: "Tsk, why are you staring at me like that? I'm not going to look down. And didn't you say there were people here? Why hasn't anyone come in?"

Then Vishdale heard a knock on the door, and Theresa's puzzled voice:

"Suri, Vishdel, are you inside? Why can't the door be opened?"

"Put me down quickly."

Suri couldn't help but kick her leg, but Vishdel grabbed her ankle.

"What's the rush? I'll go open the door for His Highness."

As Vishdale spoke, she walked toward the door, only to find that even the switches inside the room were unresponsive no matter how many times she pressed them.

Su Rui sneered, "You don't think you can solve this so easily, do you? I locked the door. Put me down now, or I won't open it."

Vishdel sneered, unconcerned about Suri's words: "If you're so capable, then make His Highness wait outside and see who admits defeat first!"

Theresa is the spiritual leader of the Sarkaz, and even those Sarkaz who stand against Theresa will show her respect when they are in her presence, so Vishdel thinks that Suri would never do such a thing.

Then Vishdale heard Suri, who was sitting on her shoulders, speak towards the door: