The dog-headed Monster "Red Dog", whose subconscious had been rewritten, did not doubt him. He stood respectfully beside Han Sen and began to introduce everything voluminously.
"Sir, you see, our laboratory was built by Psykos herself. Besides me, there are six other researchers. Our specific division of labor is..."
Soon, Han Sen obtained the information he needed from this loyal traitor.
The laboratory's personnel structure, shift times, distribution scope, material handover, and other work processes, as well as each member's personality quirks and daily hobbies, were all divulged by Red Dog without reservation.
"Oh my, oh my, as expected of a born management talent, Psykos truly knows how to use people well."
Han Sen's sharp claws gently tapped on the cold metal surface of the control panel, making a rhythmic "tap-tap" sound.
The entire Monster Cell production laboratory, in addition to seven intelligent researchers with basic scientific research capabilities, also had a professional transport team composed of stone Monsters, specifically responsible for distributing the produced Monster Cells to various areas and departments of the Monster Association.
These Monsters generally had a disaster level of Wolf-level or Tiger-level. Although their combat power was not strong, because they were rare intelligent Monsters, Psykos secretly cultivated or protected them after their transformation, allowing them to exert their value in such key positions.
With all the information at hand, the rest became much simpler.
In less than half a day, Han Sen moved through the shadows like a ghost, visiting each member on Red Dog's list one by one.
He first went to the monitoring room next door.
A strong lizard Monster named "Green Bull" was playing a game while monitoring dozens of screens.
He was completely unaware that his mind was quietly being covered by psychic power.
"Who?!"
The lizard Monster's body instinctively trembled, and he suddenly turned his head.
His vigilance could not be said to be non-existent; it was merely close to zero.
However, all he saw with his mung bean-like eyes was a pair of huge scarlet eyes glowing from the darkness, as if they could devour souls.
Amaterasu! (No)
Han Sen's max-level SSR ability, Imagination Power, was a complete dimensionality reduction strike for these weak-willed fodder Monsters.
The terror in the lizard Monster's eyes quickly turned into confusion, and finally into the same... loyalty as Red Dog!
Coming back to his senses, the lizard Monster blinked blankly, scratched his head, and felt as if he had forgotten something just now, but he couldn't recall it.
He glanced at the still-normal screen, shrugged, and continued to immerse himself in the great world of slacking off.
Han Sen then found a transport team led by a Demon-level molten stone Monster.
When he found them, he was furious because one of his subordinates had accidentally broken a can of nutrient solution.
"A bunch of good-for-nothings! Are you all stone-headed? You can't even do such a small thing well!"
The molten stone Monster roared, and hot magma dripped from the cracks in his body, burning pits into the ground.
A group of stone Monsters scratched their stone heads, their intelligent eyes completely unmoved.
Han Sen was too lazy to act. His figure appeared out of thin air from the shadows, and Imagination Power transformed into a pale green force field that suddenly expanded, enveloping all the stone Monsters.
"Who are you? Do you want to... die... huh?"
The molten stone Monster's roar came to an abrupt halt, the anger in his eyes quickly extinguished, replaced by deep confusion and obedience.
In less than half a day, all Monsters related to the laboratory were subjected to Han Sen's modified version of 'Betsu Tenjin', imprinting them with a thought seal.
One lie often requires countless lies to cover it up, so Han Sen did not complicate simple matters.
The thought seals planted deep in their subconscious mainly had two points—
The first: Everything in the laboratory was operating as usual, and no abnormalities had occurred.
The second: According to the latest instructions from above, due to adjustments in the association's strategic core, the basic supply of Monster Cells distributed daily would be cut in half, prioritizing the needs of core members and executives.
For example, high-demand individuals like Bug God.
The first was to erase traces of his existence, and the second was to ensure a steady, long-term supply and reduce losses.
Draining it all at once might feel good, but it could easily alert Psykos.
By deducting half of the daily output, he could ensure a continuous harvest in the future while also preventing various departments of the Monster Association from causing unrest due to supply shortages.
After all, in an organization with a strict hierarchy like the Monster Association, it was a matter of course that resources were prioritized for the strong.
Even if those low-level Demon-level and Tiger-level Monster leaders received smaller portions, they would never dare to question the decisions of Dragon-level executives or Great Eyes himself.
As for Psykos...
Han Sen knew very well that this proud and formidable older sister would not pay attention to the specific affairs of the production line on a daily basis.
In her eyes, although this production system was important, it would not attract much coveting.
It was like a processing plant with a set program; it only needed to operate normally and distribute on time, without needing to care about the specific internal situation.
When the eyes of the last transport team member became clear again, he bowed respectfully to Han Sen.
The entire Monster Cell production laboratory, including personnel and equipment, had already completely become Han Sen's private property.
The laboratory continued to hum and operate under the control of automated programs, and those traitors who had been imprinted with thought seals performed their respective duties. Everything looked no different from usual.
The only difference was probably that in the ten giant cultivation tanks, the Monster Cells that had once been piled up like mountains had already reached the bottom, with only a thin layer remaining.
Han Sen took a final look at the normal laboratory, and his figure once again transformed into a dark light, silently traversing away and disappearing.
His mood was extremely pleasant from the bountiful harvest, but his speed did not decrease at all.
The entire matter seemed seamless, but it was not without flaws.
If Psykos were to arrive in person, with her powerful psychic ability close to that of a top-tier esper, she might not be unable to detect certain clues.
What then? What could be done?
With a huge sum of money in hand, it was still uncertain what the Monster Association's ultimate fate would be!
...
...
At the same time, in the lower palace of the Monster Association.
Han Sen's clone was still performing an actor-level show, entangled with Great Eyes on the throne.
"Lord Great Eyes! This is unfair! That bastard Cutting King killed my brother! This hatred is irreconcilable!"
Han Sen's clone's voice was filled with grief and indignation. Under the surging powerful aura that continuously fluctuated between Demon-level and Dragon-level, the entire palace buzzed, and countless dust particles rustled down from the dome, as if protesting this great injustice.
In the secret room, Psykos's hand, holding a wine glass, showed bulging veins. She felt her temples throbbing wildly.
She had already spent most of the day with this guy!
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