The earth melted under the scorching gaze, forming a large lava field.

Wu Tong's heart was bleeding.

He had finally absorbed nutrients from the earth, recovering some of his strength and injuries, but now...

He regrets it so much!

A fugitive should act like a fugitive! What nonsense are you asking?

Fortunately, the city guard did not come in person, but only attacked from a distance. He wondered why he didn't come?

This place is still some distance away from Jing'an City. You can come to this strange city later.

Wu Tong did not fight back, but just ran for his life.

There's such a big commotion here. If we don't run away, those judges will come after us again.

If it wasn't inconvenient for him to leave the vicinity of Jing'an City, he wouldn't be in such a mess.

Several streams of light rushed towards Wu Tong.

The furry judge asked curiously, "What's wrong with Wu Tong? Did he provoke that alien city? Something was wrong last time."

Ange was being held by the other party. Hearing this, she chuckled: "Maybe he's looking for excitement?"

"Think everyone is like you?"

Several judges moved very quickly...

Meng Yi and his companions stayed in a very quiet room, watching the scene outside the window gradually calm down, and then the light covering the room suddenly rose.

Zhu Hongyu exclaimed: "Look over there!"

Several people looked in the direction she pointed, and saw a large lake made of magma appear a few kilometers away from them.

The iron chains, trains, airplanes, houses, tall buildings and other things around them shrank back from the screens of mobile phones and computers.

Whack~

These things fell to the ground.

Meng Yi subconsciously turned on his spiritual vision and observed that the pollution contained in the mobile phone and computer had disappeared completely.

oh?

Now we can bring these things back to Jing'an City unimpeded.

However, it seems that... the pollution in mobile phones and computers is the source of the power supporting the alien city's remote attacks?

It seems reasonable.

But pollution is power...

Then why can’t pollution be plundered by the Kingdom of God?

He tried hard to recall what Cen Qiyun had said... The essence of extraordinary materials is:

All normal, visible and invisible things are polluted, squeezed, compressed, and condensed into essence.

He guessed that the extraordinary material was life force, energy, or some kind of "crystallization" of the soul?

Extraordinary materials are the source of "life"? Therefore... materials are the alien's fatal weakness!

Otherwise it doesn't make sense...

Then these materials themselves shouldn't have those strange, otherworldly powers. They didn't have these powers before they became aliens!

So... all the strange and extraordinary powers of the aliens come from pollution?

Without the core support of materials, pollution becomes a rootless tree? Does it manifest externally as the death of alien organisms?

What about alien entities that have no life in themselves, such as stones, water, lightning, etc., what is the basis of their existence?

There is a possible answer: supernatural powers!

Meng Yi suddenly spoke:

"Those inanimate objects that form stronger alien bodies, do they all form alien zones after death?"

The others were no longer surprised by his wandering thoughts. Zhu Hongyu, who was originally gathering the scattered items on the ground, replied:

"I'm not sure. Do you think we have the ability to conduct such statistics? Perhaps the higher-ups in Fortress City have done some research on this."

Meng Yi nodded slightly. Indeed, this requires a lot of observation and comparison to draw a conclusion.

Cen Qiyun glanced at him and said, "I don't know where you get so many strange questions from."

Is it strange?

Meng Yi was stunned. It might be because he was a "god", so he had hope and ability to "save the world".

In this way, one's thoughts and ideas will unconsciously explore the essence of this world and the essence of power.

After all, if we don’t understand these things, how can we solve pollution?

This is due to different perspectives and different ideas.

He coughed dryly and began to help pick up the scattered things on the ground.

Many of them were buried in the soil.

The package had just been torn by the iron chain, so in the end, they could only pick out the valuable and useful items and wrap them up with rags.

Meng Yi has also gotten used to it.

Anyway, every time I come to the wilderness, I can’t keep my packages.

He stood up and looked into the distance, wondering if Wu Tong could escape this time.

He just saw the figures of several judges...