Chapter 200: Fu Hua: My account was hacked?

On the other side, the Herrscher of Sentience who walked out of the secret room was also in a pleasant mood.

"I underestimated Hu Lang~"

【Don't forget the main business.】

The Herrscher of Sentience scratched her head: "I didn't forget, but he won't come out~"

"Caused such a big commotion, Kaiwen has no reaction at all..."

"I can detect his consciousness, sharp and heavy, it must be him—no mistake."

"But he has no reaction at all... maybe he doesn't even know I'm here."

【What do you want to do?】

Senti grinned: "Of course, make an even bigger commotion."

"For example... take Hu Lang's head off~"

Just then, Hu Lang's proud laughter came through.

"Haha... that's it, I don't know what your purpose is, but World Serpent is not to be trifled with."

"Let me show you the biological weapon created by technology!"

However, Hu Lang's so-called biological weapon was... not as good as the mechs in front of the Herrscher of Sentience.

As the Herrscher of Sentience, controlling such creatures that have no wisdom but have consciousness was simply effortless...

Under Hu Lang's shocked gaze, that spider-like "Death Weaver" didn't even make a move before it was paralyzed.

"What did you do?"

The Herrscher of Sentience looked at this monster with interest: "Oh~ so the strong consciousness I detected earlier was this thing~"

"Sorry, but any living thing is no match for me; bring out whatever other means you have, I'm in a hurry."

"Damn it!" Hu Lang took a deep breath and continued to issue orders: "Cut off the instinct mode, switch to AI control."

Watching the monster stand up again, the Herrscher of Sentience was also a bit surprised: "What did you do?"

Hu Lang said proudly: "You said living things are no match for you, so I just had to let it die for a while."

Through AI control, the Death Weaver lost its biological instinct consciousness and became a dead object similar to a mech.

In that case, the feather would have no effect on such a creature.

Seeing this, Hu Lang proudly showed off:

"How about it? Our technological level is a full twenty years ahead of this era!"

"Not much," the Herrscher of Sentience said indifferently: "50,000 years behind the ordinary technology I've seen~"

"... I'll slaughter you!" Hu Lang was about to explode with anger.

Ever since she became "Hu Lang," she had never suffered such great anger.