Chief Jiao crushed a cigar in the command vehicle.

In the surveillance footage, Mou Xuan was covering his bleeding right eye and retreating to the underground warehouse. The alarms of the twenty-two cold storage chambers even shattered the sonic defense network of the observatory.

But when he magnified the liquid seeping from a certain cabin, he found that the yellowish substance was outlining the pattern of the seventh star of the Big Dipper on the ground.

"Send a swarm of drones to carry out a blanket bombing." The scar on the back of his hand glowed red with excitement, but he didn't notice that the chassis of the command vehicle was covered with mycelium frost flowers. "I want to see those ice coffins with my own eyes..."

The roar of a glacier breaking suddenly sounded at the observation station.

Assistant Liao watched as twenty-eight load-bearing columns tilted at the same time, and the mycelium balls wrapped around the minions rolled toward the underground tunnel that had been dug long ago - where three hundred electromagnetic pulse devices modified into hamster wheels were buried.

When the first drone swooped down, Chen Yao pulled off the mycelium wrapped around the fire hydrant, and the entire ground disguised as a rooftop suddenly collapsed into a reverse slope.

The reflection of the Big Dipper in Mou Xuan's iris suddenly became misplaced.

He pretended to stumble and bump into the distribution box, but the mycelium ran down his trouser legs into the underground pipe network - in an office building three kilometers away, the temperature of a cold storage was rising rapidly.

When the fifth incendiary bomb exploded at the observation station, Chief Jiao finally saw the scene of twenty-two cryochambers exploding at the same time, but he did not notice that the splashing liquid nitrogen was mixed with mycelium spores that would corrode metal.

"They're done!" cheers came from the staff in the command vehicle.

Chief Jiao stared at the three red shadows huddled in the corner in the thermal imager, and suddenly noticed that the little finger of Mou Xuan's right hand maintained a strange bend - that was clearly the gesture made by the corpse on the river beach three days ago.

Chen Yao's dagger suddenly pierced into the main control console of the observatory.

As the mycelium flowed along the circuit towards the office building three kilometers away, she heard vibrations coming from underground, similar to the sound of a hamster grinding its teeth.

Just as Assistant Liao was about to speak, the three-dimensional map of the west city warehouse area on the tactical tablet suddenly twisted into the topological structure of the Big Dipper, and a strange dual-frequency signal was emitting from the position of the seventh star.

Mou Xuan wiped the mycelium from the corner of his mouth, and under the cover of another explosion, he inserted the chip hidden in the hamster fur behind his ear.

It was suddenly eerily quiet outside the observatory. The drones that were supposed to continue bombing actually collectively hovered in the projection of the pharmaceutical company's logo - just like the moment when the corpse on the river beach suddenly opened its eyes three days ago.

Just as Chief Jiao was about to order a general attack, there was a sudden slight vibration from the ground of the command vehicle.

He looked down and saw that the frost on the bulletproof glass was cracking in the shape of the Big Dipper, and fluorescent blue mycelium mucus was oozing out from an underground manhole cover eight hundred meters away.

(Suspense foreshadowing)

All the emergency lights in the observatory suddenly went out.

Just as Chen Yao was about to take out her glow stick, she discovered that the bullet shells on the ground were spontaneously arranging themselves into the gene chain pattern of a pharmaceutical company.

Mou Xuan's army turned to the southeast without any warning - there were supposed to be only seventeen traps set by them there except for the unfinished building three kilometers away.

Assistant Liao's tactical tablet beeped, and on the three-dimensional map of the warehouse area in the west of the city, twenty modified vehicles that should have been paralyzed by mycelium suddenly began to move against the Beidou trajectory.

When Chen Yao's dagger cut through the last floor tile, everyone saw that the mycelium growing in the concrete was twitching wildly, as if fearing some kind of tremor coming from the ground.