Quick, female general, I traveled through time to save my father

Chapter 246: Two Cannon Fodders in Domineering Literature 28

Before Sirong had time to carefully check the room she was in, her mind was filled with the anxious voices of Xiao 5 and Muchen.

"Sirong, Sirong, can you hear me? Answer us quickly, we are so worried!" Muchen's voice was filled with obvious anxiety, as if he would collapse in the next second.

[Host, host, answer me! Don't scare me. Without your instructions, I can't do anything!] Xiao 5's electronic voice was filled with self-blame and anxiety, like a helpless child.

Sirong frowned. Even though her mind was filled with the two people's voices, she tried to remain calm. She took a deep breath and responded, "Okay, stop shouting. I'm fine. I'm safe now."

"Wuwuwu~ Host, I'm sorry. I wasn't alert enough and didn't realize in time that those people were trying to harm you. If I had discovered it sooner, things wouldn't have gotten so bad." Xiao 5's voice was filled with tears, and he was obviously very disappointed in himself.

Sirong sighed inwardly and began to comfort it, "It's not your fault, Xiao 5. Those people hid well, and no one expected them to attack from behind. It's also my own fault for being careless."

Stop being sentimental and get down to work. Help me locate where I am now."

[Okay, host.] Xiao 5 immediately perked up and began to quickly analyze the surrounding environment and possible threats.

At the same time, Muchen's voice rang out again: "Sirong, where are you now? We need to reunite immediately to ensure your safety."

Sirong took a deep breath and tried to calm herself down.

She looked around and found that the room, though simple, was relatively safe. The walls were made of rough masonry, with some old wooden boxes and miscellaneous items piled in the corners, and a faint musty smell in the air.

She listened carefully and didn't hear any other voices for the time being. It seemed that there was no direct threat here.

She replied, "Don't worry, let Xiao 5 locate me first. They must have taken me to the border."

[Host, you're currently in a no-man's land. Those fields outside are probably planted with factors.] Xiao 5 quickly provided useful information, a hint of nervousness in his electronic voice.

Sirong nodded, already understanding most of what was going on. She thought to herself, these people are truly extraordinary, having brought her to a place like this. She muttered to herself, "I guessed it! I was wondering why they didn't lock me up in the basement. Turns out this is outside the country!"

If Leng Yihan had kidnapped her and imprisoned her in China, she might have been more cautious, but this was a lawless area on the border, belonging to Leng Yihan's territory, and he could be said to have absolute power here.

He could do anything excessive to Sirong without fear, and no one dared to say anything.

Of course, no one would take the initiative to help Sirong.

To put it bluntly, in this village, there is no need to lock Sirong up on purpose.

Even if she walked freely, she couldn't escape. The village was remote, the surrounding environment was complex, and the village itself was a closed no-man's land. No matter how she walked, it was difficult to find a way out.

"Xiao Wu, send me the location!" Muchen's voice came from his mind, "Si Rong, I'll be there soon, protect yourself."

"Okay, don't be too anxious. I still have the ability to protect myself. Contact me when you arrive." She responded calmly.

"it is good!"

After hanging up the call with Muchen, Sirong began to check the room.

The room was not big, but the bamboo house was built quite high. Sirong leaned on the window and looked down. The height made her frown slightly.

This was probably about the height of the third floor of an ordinary building. If someone didn't have any martial arts skills, they would be injured if they didn't die. As for Si Rong, despite her good martial arts skills, she didn't dare to jump down rashly.

The furnishings in the room were quite simple, with only a hardwood bed covered with a thin straw mat and a large wardrobe in the corner, but the door was locked.

Near the window, there were two bamboo chairs with an equally simple small coffee table in between.

Sirong walked closer and tried to move the furniture to see if there were any hidden exits or tools that could be used.

However, she soon discovered that these pieces of furniture were all fixed to the floor, and they were fixed very firmly. She pushed the chairs and coffee table hard, but they didn't move at all.

The same goes for the bed and wardrobe, which seemed to be specially placed to prevent anyone from trying to move or damage them.

Sirong understood in her heart that these people were obviously well prepared. They knew that if Sirong or other people imprisoned here wanted to escape, the first thing they would think of was to find something from these furniture to use as a weapon.

So they simply fastened everything down so that there were no usable tools in the room.

"Hmph, that's quite thoughtful." Sirong sneered.

Sirong sat quietly on the chair by the window, her eyes calm and sharp, waiting for someone to arrive.

Her mind was racing, analyzing the current situation, but she appeared remarkably calm. Just now, when she was leaning against the window and looking down, someone had already noticed her. Common sense would dictate that these people would take action soon.

Sure enough, not long after, a middle-aged woman in a wrap skirt slowly walked over.

She walked slowly, holding a wooden tray with a few simple foods on it.

She said in a slightly stiff Chinese language: "The commander is busy now, so you can eat first. He will come to see you when he is done." Although her tone was polite, the content of her words carried a hint of irresistibility.

Sirong sat there, not rising, only raising her eyebrows slightly. She naturally understood the implication of the woman's words. She couldn't leave the room for the time being and had to wait patiently for the so-called "commander" to come and see her.

"Commander?" Sirong sneered in her heart.

This word is fresh. I didn't expect Leng Yihan to actually give himself an official position. He is really good at role-playing. I don't know which country this commander is from.

She didn't say much, just nodded slightly to indicate that she heard it.

The woman put the tray on the table, then turned and left, still maintaining a leisurely pace, as if everything was under her control.

Sirong didn't touch the food immediately.

She knew that in a place like this, any negligence could have fatal consequences. She scanned the food with her AI, confirming it contained no toxins or other harmful substances. The AI's analysis was incredibly fast, and within seconds, the results were transmitted back to her.

"The food is safe and contains no toxins." The electronic voice of the intelligent computer sounded in Sirong's mind, calm and precise.