Chapitre 727: Trap

"The number of the Fallen God's race had dropped severely," the small puppet said. "But they still exist." He said.

"Do you have the location? Or can you track them?" I asked.

"We don't have sufficient energy to track them, the Bastion has been running on low resource allocation for tens of thousands of years," he said.

"Damn, I would have wanted to at least have a surveillance system on, at least we can see them and prepare," I said.

"There is no reason not to, after all, I have seen one of your puppets," he said.

"I can't, the puppets I own have no souls, I fear that the internal system would not recognize them or destroy them," I said.

"As long as I allow the frequency that belongs to your puppets, they should be able to move around the base. However, there is an issue," he said.

With the ability to freely move about I'd be able to have the full map of the base in no time. A great boon to our current predicament I say.