He said so and they did it. The people of the research institute were equipped with more than a dozen simple communicators to communicate with each other. The heterogeneous group led by Tang Lan were temporarily blocking the monsters from 100 metres and Polly directed the people who weren’t able to fight into the white building behind the Simpson Cage.

The monsters were targeting the people in the institute so their attack target would naturally shift here.

At this time, Polly informed Tang Lan to create a gap. An indescribable monster with star-shaped tentacles dived straight down but the flames of the Simpson Cage covered the door of the white building. It had to go straight through if it wanted to rush to the white building. It didn’t hesitate to choose an angle that was least affected by the sea of fire and glided down.

On the screen, there were suddenly several clear curves. They were tangled with each other, as clear as the long ripples left by ducks swimming on the lake. Polly stared at the curves. Once the monster’s body disappeared, the curves also disappeared and it became irregular white noise again.

“In the past, there were monsters or heterogeneous species who were burned by the Simpson Cage but the curves were very confusing. It seemed that it was due to the magnetic field.” Polly explained. “So these curves must represent the frequency of a monster itself. If a different monster came in—”

He hadn’t finished speaking when there was a dull sound. A man who had killed the bird monster with a gun had hit a smaller monster and it also fell into the range of the Simpson Cage. The same glittering dust rose and on the big screen, several lines that were completely different from the previous creatures but still clearly visible appeared.

Polly’s breathing was short.

“In the world of basic particles, every living thing has its own frequency and every substance, every element has its own frequency. They are independent of each other when the fluctuation is stable and infect each other when the fluctuation is chaotic.”

He stared at the curves on the screen and the calculated parameters. The expression on his face could be described as mad. “The frequency captured by the Simpson Cage can be reproduced with the magnetic field generator. In the beginning, we precisely reproduced the geomagnetic field. If we send the captured monster frequencies, the creatures within the artificial magnetic field will be infected with this frequency.”

He quipped, “At the end of the death, God finally let me see a corner of the truth. Should I thank him?”

He seemed to be inspired by something divine or inspired by a flash of light.

“Is the classification of the species itself a string of numbers that can be expressed using parameters? Are we in a high dimensional or low dimensional world that can be summed up in a few words?”