Beastmen Kings At My Feet [Reverse Harem] - Chapter 81: Chapter 81
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Shortly after Chase's departure, Veronica's holo-interface screen suddenly lit up, displaying an urgent message from Illusia. Her heart skipped a beat, and a flicker of concern crossed her eyes.
The seeds she had painstakingly revived and planted in Illusia using her formidable psychic power were now withering on a large scale within a short span of time.
These seeds had been a bold experiment for Veronica in Illusia, carrying her hopes and efforts. She had used her psychic power to resonate with the life force within the seeds, infusing them with new vitality.
However, now they seemed to be under assault by some unknown force, their life force rapidly draining away as their leaves turned yellow and lost their former vibrancy.
The scientists of Illusia were utterly baffled by this phenomenon.
They had tried every method imaginable, from adjusting environmental parameters to replacing soil nutrients, and even employed the most advanced technological devices for testing, but they could not pinpoint the true cause of the seeds' withering.
Faced with such a perplexing issue, they had no choice but to send an SOS to Veronica, hoping that she could use her unique psychic power to uncover the key to solving the problem.
Upon receiving the message, Veronica was filled with anxiety. She was well aware of the significance of these seeds, not to mention that they represented one of her few connections to Earth.
Veronica decided to set off for Illusia immediately to personally inspect the condition of the seeds and find a solution.
As soon as Veronica arrived in Illusia, she was surrounded by a group of anxious scientists. Their faces were etched with confusion and worry, as if they were facing an unprecedented crisis.
The scientists bombarded Veronica with questions, hoping she could shed light on this sudden enigma.
One scientist, waving an experimental report in his hand, said urgently, "Ms. Byrne, please take a look at these data. Our crops have withered overnight. It's simply inconceivable."
He pointed to the data on the report, his voice tinged with barely concealed astonishment and concern.
Another scientist shook his head in dismay, his voice thick with sorrow. "Just the day before, these crops were thriving, lush and green. They suddenly turned into this state. It's heartbreaking to see such a vast expanse of plants go to waste." His tone was filled with helplessness and disappointment.
The surrounding scientists murmured in agreement, their faces a picture of anxiety and despair.
Veronica looked at them and felt a wave of pressure.
She knew she had to find the cause of the problem quickly to calm the scientists' emotions and save the crops on this land.
Taking a deep breath to steady herself, Veronica tried to remain calm and composed. She gestured to the scientists and said, "Everyone, please calm down. Let me first go and see the situation on-site and understand the specifics."
With that, she strode toward the withered crops. On her way, Veronica carefully observed the surrounding environment.
She noticed that there were no obvious abnormalities in the soil, water sources, or climate conditions of this land. She was puzzled.
She pondered, 'Why would these crops wither so suddenly? Were they attacked by some unknown pest or disease, or were the nutrients in the soil depleted?'
Carrying these questions, Veronica finally arrived at the withered crops. She squatted down and examined them closely, but still couldn't find any issues.
'What could it be?' she wondered. 'My psychic power is strong. How could seeds that were restored by my psychic power wither on such a large scale?'
The water, soil, and air here were all carefully modeled after Earth's conditions, and Veronica couldn't see the cause at first glance.
Seeing that Veronica couldn't identify the cause, the group of scientists around her began to whisper among themselves. "Can Ms. Byrne really handle this? Was the success with the seeds last time just a fluke?"
Another scientist slapped him. "Don't speak nonsense. Be careful not to offend someone you shouldn't."
Veronica gently pursed her lips, as if trying to suppress the anxiety and confusion within her heart. She slowly stood up, her gaze firm and deep, contemplating how to deal with the situation at hand.
Taking a deep breath to steady herself, Veronica turned to the scientists and said in a composed tone, "I don't know the exact cause yet. Please give me some time. I will find out the truth as soon as possible and give you a clear answer."
The scientists exchanged glances. Although they nodded, Veronica keenly sensed the distrust and doubt in their eyes.
She knew she hadn't fully convinced them, but they had no better option than to temporarily trust her and wait for her investigation results.
A bitter taste filled Veronica's heart. She knew she had to find the truth quickly to regain everyone's trust. She turned and left in a hurry.
Just as Veronica was about to take a short break, someone from the Illusia Presidential Mansion arrived unexpectedly.
They brought startling news. During Veronica's trip tomorrow to investigate the cause, the entire process would be broadcast live. Veronica's heart tightened; she was well aware of the implications.
Clearly, Mansur Alerander, the president of Illusia, wanted to use this opportunity to put Veronica in the spotlight, exposing her every move to the public eye.
This move would undoubtedly add immense pressure to her and make her actions more challenging.
After all, under the glare of live broadcasting, any mistake could be magnified and become a target for criticism.
However, if Veronica could succeed, this would be an excellent opportunity to showcase her abilities.
She could use this live broadcast to demonstrate her professionalism and psychic power to the beastmen, winning more trust and support. But this was by no means an easy task.
Before dawn had fully broken and the hazy first light had not yet filled the earth, Veronica's door was suddenly met with a series of urgent knocks, echoing through the empty corridor and shattering the morning's tranquility.
The knocking grew more frantic, accompanied by anxious shouts. "Ms. Byrne, wake up. Something big has happened."
Veronica was jolted awake from her sleep. She rubbed her sleepy eyes and sat up groggily. She had stayed up late last night studying the crop growth conditions, and her mind was still a bit groggy.
However, the anxious shouting outside the door made her realize the severity of the situation. Veronica immediately sobered up, quickly dressed, and opened the door.
Standing outside was a servant, his face etched with anxiety. He said while panting, "Ms. Byrne, it's bad. Another section of the crops has withered. You need to go see it right away."
The seeds she had painstakingly revived and planted in Illusia using her formidable psychic power were now withering on a large scale within a short span of time.
These seeds had been a bold experiment for Veronica in Illusia, carrying her hopes and efforts. She had used her psychic power to resonate with the life force within the seeds, infusing them with new vitality.
However, now they seemed to be under assault by some unknown force, their life force rapidly draining away as their leaves turned yellow and lost their former vibrancy.
The scientists of Illusia were utterly baffled by this phenomenon.
They had tried every method imaginable, from adjusting environmental parameters to replacing soil nutrients, and even employed the most advanced technological devices for testing, but they could not pinpoint the true cause of the seeds' withering.
Faced with such a perplexing issue, they had no choice but to send an SOS to Veronica, hoping that she could use her unique psychic power to uncover the key to solving the problem.
Upon receiving the message, Veronica was filled with anxiety. She was well aware of the significance of these seeds, not to mention that they represented one of her few connections to Earth.
Veronica decided to set off for Illusia immediately to personally inspect the condition of the seeds and find a solution.
As soon as Veronica arrived in Illusia, she was surrounded by a group of anxious scientists. Their faces were etched with confusion and worry, as if they were facing an unprecedented crisis.
The scientists bombarded Veronica with questions, hoping she could shed light on this sudden enigma.
One scientist, waving an experimental report in his hand, said urgently, "Ms. Byrne, please take a look at these data. Our crops have withered overnight. It's simply inconceivable."
He pointed to the data on the report, his voice tinged with barely concealed astonishment and concern.
Another scientist shook his head in dismay, his voice thick with sorrow. "Just the day before, these crops were thriving, lush and green. They suddenly turned into this state. It's heartbreaking to see such a vast expanse of plants go to waste." His tone was filled with helplessness and disappointment.
The surrounding scientists murmured in agreement, their faces a picture of anxiety and despair.
Veronica looked at them and felt a wave of pressure.
She knew she had to find the cause of the problem quickly to calm the scientists' emotions and save the crops on this land.
Taking a deep breath to steady herself, Veronica tried to remain calm and composed. She gestured to the scientists and said, "Everyone, please calm down. Let me first go and see the situation on-site and understand the specifics."
With that, she strode toward the withered crops. On her way, Veronica carefully observed the surrounding environment.
She noticed that there were no obvious abnormalities in the soil, water sources, or climate conditions of this land. She was puzzled.
She pondered, 'Why would these crops wither so suddenly? Were they attacked by some unknown pest or disease, or were the nutrients in the soil depleted?'
Carrying these questions, Veronica finally arrived at the withered crops. She squatted down and examined them closely, but still couldn't find any issues.
'What could it be?' she wondered. 'My psychic power is strong. How could seeds that were restored by my psychic power wither on such a large scale?'
The water, soil, and air here were all carefully modeled after Earth's conditions, and Veronica couldn't see the cause at first glance.
Seeing that Veronica couldn't identify the cause, the group of scientists around her began to whisper among themselves. "Can Ms. Byrne really handle this? Was the success with the seeds last time just a fluke?"
Another scientist slapped him. "Don't speak nonsense. Be careful not to offend someone you shouldn't."
Veronica gently pursed her lips, as if trying to suppress the anxiety and confusion within her heart. She slowly stood up, her gaze firm and deep, contemplating how to deal with the situation at hand.
Taking a deep breath to steady herself, Veronica turned to the scientists and said in a composed tone, "I don't know the exact cause yet. Please give me some time. I will find out the truth as soon as possible and give you a clear answer."
The scientists exchanged glances. Although they nodded, Veronica keenly sensed the distrust and doubt in their eyes.
She knew she hadn't fully convinced them, but they had no better option than to temporarily trust her and wait for her investigation results.
A bitter taste filled Veronica's heart. She knew she had to find the truth quickly to regain everyone's trust. She turned and left in a hurry.
Just as Veronica was about to take a short break, someone from the Illusia Presidential Mansion arrived unexpectedly.
They brought startling news. During Veronica's trip tomorrow to investigate the cause, the entire process would be broadcast live. Veronica's heart tightened; she was well aware of the implications.
Clearly, Mansur Alerander, the president of Illusia, wanted to use this opportunity to put Veronica in the spotlight, exposing her every move to the public eye.
This move would undoubtedly add immense pressure to her and make her actions more challenging.
After all, under the glare of live broadcasting, any mistake could be magnified and become a target for criticism.
However, if Veronica could succeed, this would be an excellent opportunity to showcase her abilities.
She could use this live broadcast to demonstrate her professionalism and psychic power to the beastmen, winning more trust and support. But this was by no means an easy task.
Before dawn had fully broken and the hazy first light had not yet filled the earth, Veronica's door was suddenly met with a series of urgent knocks, echoing through the empty corridor and shattering the morning's tranquility.
The knocking grew more frantic, accompanied by anxious shouts. "Ms. Byrne, wake up. Something big has happened."
Veronica was jolted awake from her sleep. She rubbed her sleepy eyes and sat up groggily. She had stayed up late last night studying the crop growth conditions, and her mind was still a bit groggy.
However, the anxious shouting outside the door made her realize the severity of the situation. Veronica immediately sobered up, quickly dressed, and opened the door.
Standing outside was a servant, his face etched with anxiety. He said while panting, "Ms. Byrne, it's bad. Another section of the crops has withered. You need to go see it right away."
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