A Life-Chasing Ranger was counting the captives in front of him.
Described as "captives" but they were no different from "objects" anymore.
These captives were all bare brains, some with chips still stuck to the brain-machine interfaces, potentially due to poor contact. These brains were sealed in jars.
With no prosthetic bodies and physically disconnected from networks, no matter how heaven-defying your internal and external skills cultivation was, escaping was impossible.
All he was doing now was tallying numbers based on the battle reports.
Meanwhile, a cold-blooded ranger was waiting for two comrades to change their prosthetic bodies.
These two comrades, along with this ranger, had their prosthetic bodies damaged in the battle with the Burrow Dragons.
The damage was not severe; they could even walk out on their own and return to this temporary station.
