The next day, Stanley's plane was destroyed in the pursuit of the intruders. Despite this, he brought back an unexpected guest. Unlike the girl from the previous night, this guest could be interrogated immediately.

Convinced that the man wasn't lying and genuinely wanted to cooperate with Xeno, the platinum-haired man and the seasoned scientist led him to a location.

Cold sweat beaded on Gen's forehead, tiny droplets trickling down as he stood before the cold iron door. The door, with its gray, worn appearance, resembled the entrance to a dark dungeon.

"Hey... are you guys planning to lock me up here?"

Stanley smirked, his smile as cold and sharp as a knife.

"If you want, I'd be happy to prepare a special room just for you."

The illusionist waved his hands hurriedly, a forced smile trying to conceal the fear gnawing at his heart.

"Thank...thank you for your kindness, but to be honest, I prefer more spacious accommodations."

Dim light from the weak ceiling lamp cast shadows on the stained walls. The girl lay still on the simple bed, her expression serene as if she were in a deep sleep, unaware of the dangers lurking nearby.

Xeno spoke, his deep, powerful voice echoing through the silent space, shattering the eerie quiet.

"Prove your sincerity by telling us who this girl is."

Gen looked bewilderedly at the young, unfamiliar girl before him. He guessed she had been attacked because the mad scientist suspected her of being his accomplice.

"I don't know..."

Gen's words caught in his throat, as if an invisible hand were choking him, when Stanley pointed the cold barrel of his gun at his temple.

"Perhaps we should reconsider our cooperation?"

Xeno said, his deep black eyes turning frighteningly cold, like two black holes sucking in all light, ready to devour anything in their path.

Gen frantically tried to explain, his voice trembling like a leaf in a storm.

"But I swear! I really don't know who she is!"

This time, the gun barrel pressed straight into Gen's mouth, making him turn pale with fear, unable to move, his breath quickening as if he were about to suffocate.

"You're testing my patience, Mr. Gen. If you don't want to bury your future six feet under, you better tell the truth."

Gen looked tremulously towards the young girl. He might be a cunning trickster, willing to lie without batting an eye for his own benefit, but he wasn't so cruel as to drag an innocent girl into this deadly, dangerous vortex.

In this life-or-death situation, a bold and risky idea flashed into Gen's mind. Currently, the girl knew nothing about him or the Kingdom of Science, but he was determined to bring her on as an ally later. Moreover...she gave off a strangely comforting feeling, a light in the dark night. He was sure these two had lived the life of monks for too long. Most of the revived people here were men, there were also women, but none gave off the feeling that this indigo-haired girl did. If he could find a way to make these two obsessed with the girl, internal strife would surely arise, creating an opportunity for Senku's group to seize the cornfield.

Gen took a deep breath, calming his mind. He decided to take a gamble, putting his life, the indigo-haired girl's life, and Senku's group on the line. At this moment, the unfamiliar girl was his only hope.

Forgive me, girl.

Stanley removed the gun from Gen's mouth, seeing that he seemed ready to talk. Gen breathed a sigh of relief, feeling like his life had just been spared.

"I'll tell you who she is, but...with a few conditions."

Xeno nodded, his face calm.

"Since we're in a cooperative relationship, it's fair for you to set conditions. So, Mr. Gen, what are those conditions? We'll consider their reasonableness."

Gen cleared his throat, starting his tricks.

"First, please don't imprison her in a scary place like this. She has claustrophobia. Second, don't pressure her or treat her like a prisoner. A flower will always bloom if treated with kindness."

Gen paused for a moment, as if to emphasize.

"Finally, to ensure she doesn't feel lost here, I want to talk to her every day."

Xeno rubbed his chin, pondering. After a few seconds, he spoke.

"Hmm...the first two conditions are acceptable. But the last condition...every day, you two will have thirty minutes to talk under Maya's supervision. All conversations will be recorded, and I must have the recording after each conversation."

Gen smiled brightly, extending his hand.

"Great! We have a deal."

Xeno shook Gen's hand, a deal was struck.

A weak groan drew the attention of the three men. The indigo-haired girl stirred on the bed, her eyes slowly opening to reveal strange pupil-less, lilac-colored eyes. At first, they thought she was blind until they saw her confused gaze scanning the cell, then stopping on their faces. She sat up, wincing from the pain that spread through her body. Caution filled her innocent, wide eyes. Her soft, clear voice spoke, tinged with fear.

"Where...where am I? Who are you people?"

Stanley was curious, he didn't understand what she was saying. Japanese was completely foreign to him. Xeno tried to communicate with her using his incomplete Japanese.

"We have no intention of harming you, hopefully this will help you calm down. Miss...?"

Xeno trailed off, prompting her to say her name.

The girl shrank back, holding her head in pain, shaking it.

"What's happening? Why can't I remember anything?"

In a desperate attempt, she suddenly lunged forward, grabbing Xeno's collar—the closest person to her. Her voice choked with emotion, she screamed.

"WHAT'S MY NAME? WHO AM I? ANSWER ME!!!"

Xeno and Gen were taken aback by her outburst, while Stanley stepped in, pulling her away from Xeno. She turned her fiery gaze towards the man holding her.

"Let go of me now!"

Stanley wasn't sure if it was his imagination, but he seemed to see scary veins popping out on her temples and under her eyes. She struggled out of his grip and attacked him with an open palm.

Stanley felt the small hand touch his chest and push him away. At first, he felt nothing, just a light touch, even a bit weak. But immediately after, a burst of searing energy exploded from the point of contact, spreading quickly through his body. He felt like something had broken inside, a connection between his mind and body. He took a step back, his chest aching, short of breath, fresh blood spilling from his mouth and nose, dripping onto the cement floor. The pain wasn't just physical, but also mental, making him dizzy and confused. He tried to keep his balance, but his body trembled, and he had to lean against the wall behind him. Stanley was stunned, his eyes showing a mix of surprise and confusion.

The other two men had similar expressions. They couldn't believe such a small girl could deliver such a powerful and vicious blow.

The girl gasped for breath, the fire of anger in her eyes extinguished, replaced by horror as she realized what she had done. She covered her face and cried, repeatedly apologizing between sobs.