Just now, while probing, Eleanor Clark had already fully experienced that astonishing elasticity.

She was very kind—if not for her, perhaps Eleanor Clark would have died in the forest. She was also very naive, so naive that she trusted him just because Eleanor Clark could speak her people's language.

Eleanor Clark suddenly recalled the first time he was injured and woke up, trying to pretend to be unconscious, only to be seen through by her at a glance.

Perhaps this little one possessed an amazing intuition. She instinctively chose to trust, and even slept beside him, exposing her own vulnerabilities without reservation.

Truly incomprehensible feelings.

Eleanor Clark's past was nothing but mountains of corpses and seas of blood. Cities, even planets, utterly destroyed by the Dragon Rider War Camp were not few, not to mention all those ordinary battles of various scales.

Even upon entering this place and sensing the holy radiance, what he thought of was exploration and plunder.

His wandering thoughts lasted only a moment. He quietly got out of bed, bent down slightly, and let his hands roam over the girl's body, his fingertips as gentle as a breeze, unconsciously brushing over every corner of her body.

After a moment, Eleanor Clark withdrew his hands and stood by the bed, looking at the sleeping girl.

He already had a rather deep understanding of her physical structure. At this moment, in Eleanor Clark's vision, there were also faint red threads on the girl's body. These threads originated from the same source as the red lines within Eleanor Clark.

However, compared to Eleanor Clark, the threads on her body were much fewer, their luster much dimmer, and they were only distributed on key areas like the thighs, arms, waist, and abdomen—not spread all over the body like Eleanor Clark.

These threads visible in his vision were actually Eleanor Clark's modified eyes reacting to the energy of the holy radiance. Each thread represented a muscle tissue that had been transformed and strengthened by the holy radiance.

These muscles looked no different from ordinary ones, but once activated, they could instantly burst forth with ten times the strength of normal muscle.

As for the muscles within Eleanor Clark, they had been modified even more thoroughly and were even stronger. Although only a small portion had been reactivated now, the explosive power in an instant was already enough for him to do many things.

After examining the girl's body, Eleanor Clark became even more certain that there must be a holy radiance stone in this settlement. Perhaps it wasn't very large, but the grade of energy it emitted was not much lower than the giant stone the Empire once possessed.

He slowly closed the girl's clothes, buttoning them up one by one, his movements as gentle as before, not disturbing her in the slightest. But after fastening her undergarment, Eleanor Clark suddenly paused, picking up a corner of the undergarment and gently rubbing it.

The fabric of the chest-binding undergarment was smooth and delicate, with an excellent feel—no less than the intimate apparel of the Empire's nobles.

Such fabric should only appear after considerable technological advancement; just the dense weaving alone was not something anyone could make by hand.

This settlement was clearly quite primitive—there wasn't even a developed energy system, and judging by their weapons, there should only be handcraft workshops. Where did such advanced weaving machines come from?

Eleanor Clark suddenly felt he couldn't quite understand this place. He thought for a moment, continued buttoning up the girl's clothes, then walked to the window and looked outside.

The entire valley was deathly silent, not a single light, and no one could be seen moving about. Everyone was asleep—not even a single night watchman.

This was quite strange. Even the most primitive, most savage tribes would never leave themselves completely without a night watch. Even if there were no enemies, if a wild beast slipped into the camp, it could cause great harm.

In Eleanor Clark's view, perhaps the adult men weren't afraid of wild beasts, but the children certainly couldn't defend themselves.

Could it be that this camp possessed some kind of power that could prevent wild beasts from entering?

Just like in legends, when the aborigines of the ancient homeworld used bonfires to drive away and deter night beasts.

Eleanor Clark looked again toward the central great house, thinking of the holy radiance energy that had overflowed from there. He could feel that, as all the lights in the valley went out, the central great house no longer emitted any holy radiance energy.

At the very least, this showed that these seemingly primitive villagers had already mastered the method of turning the holy radiance on or off—something even the Empire had not solved.

Although the Empire called the holy radiance stone the "Eternal Stone," meaning that its powerful energy would last forever within the Empire's territory,

In reality, within the constant illumination of the holy radiance, filtering and dilution were already the limits of what Imperial technology could achieve; there was simply no way to block or shield it completely.

Eleanor Clark frowned slightly, forcefully suppressing the urge to immediately go investigate the central great house. This settlement was shrouded in mystery—seemingly primitive, yet possessing a level of civilization and highly technological products quite different from primitive tribes.

More importantly, in the use of holy radiance, such a small settlement seemed to be ahead of the Empire.

As he pondered, a shadow suddenly swept past outside the window. Eleanor Clark instantly darted to the window, hiding in the shadows. No matter what tried to break in, it would suffer a fatal blow while completely unprepared.

But outside the window, all was quiet—there was nothing.

Eleanor Clark moved silently, standing at the window and looking out. He saw that in the well-like sky, a thin cloud had just drifted by—the shadow just now was cast by it.