Upon hearing this, the group had no choice but to agree to Xiao Lan's request. On the way to Jianmu, perhaps because Xiao Lan's attitude towards the other pedestrians was too respectful, the gossipy March 7th became curious and asked for the reason.

Seeing this, Qingque didn't hesitate and immediately sent the battle report of her and Lin Mo's chaotic killing spree to the other party.

After reading it, March 7th and Xing were so shocked that they couldn't speak. This was a low-level diviner.

Afterwards, the way she looked at Lin Mo and Qing Que became much more resentful, as if she had been deceived... no, as if she had been deceived twice!

Uncle Yang had expected this, since he knew from the first glance that Lin Mo was no ordinary person.

As the group ventured deeper, they encountered more and more monsters, increasing the pressure and making it impossible for them to handle things as easily as they had at the beginning.

However, this also indirectly confirms that Xiao Lan's judgment was correct; the source of the crisis at the Industrial Construction Company should be right in front of us!

After confirming the situation, the train crew and Lin Moqingque no longer held back and began to wreak havoc. Wherever they went, nothing grew in the demonic workshops of the Gongzao Division.

Whether it was because their own momentum was too overwhelming, or because the roots of the Jianmu tree had sensed a crisis for them, eighty percent of the demonic artifacts in the Gongzao Division were surging towards them.

At the same time, Lin Mo also noticed that the power of the Jianmu tree in the distance was becoming increasingly dense, and its growth rate was also accelerating rapidly. If left unchecked, it would soon be beyond their ability to deal with.

Thinking of this, Lin Mo and Uncle Yang exchanged a glance.

Uncle Yang understood.

He pushed up his black-rimmed glasses, turned his head, and looked fearlessly at the countless demonic machines surging towards him.

"Everyone, leave this to me. You all go and deal with the Jianmu roots. If I'm not mistaken, the Jianmu roots should slowly accumulate their power over time. We don't have time to waste here any longer."

Uncle Yang's voice was calm and steady, making it impossible to refuse.

Ke Xing couldn't help but ask, "Is it really okay to leave everything to Mr. Walter alone?"

Before she could hesitate, March 7th grabbed her hand and ran forward.

"Alright, alright, don't you understand Uncle Yang's capabilities? These small fry are just a bit troublesome to deal with, don't worry!"

Upon hearing this, Xing recalled the moment when Uncle Yang swung his cane at her forehead when they first met, and she finally felt relieved.

Xiao Lan and Qing Que exchanged a glance and followed closely behind. Lin Mo then followed as well. Ting Yun, who was at the back, sighed slightly but still chose to follow.

"Fine, let's just be patient with them a little longer."

Mr. Walter was relieved after everyone had gone far away.

He glanced at the demonic machines that surged like a horde of beasts, then gently stroked his cane and murmured, "Eden's Star, Zero Rated Power Activation!"

“You have no idea how heavy this power is.”

...

After crossing the boundary bridge of the Construction Bureau and kicking open the gate sealed by the power of the Jianmu tree, the group finally arrived at the place where the roots of the Jianmu tree were located.

After slaughtering a few more minions, the Jianmu Root could no longer tolerate them. It gathered all its power into a giant, abundant Xuan Deer, which stood in the middle of the open-air hall, looking majestically at the outsiders who had disturbed its energy accumulation, seemingly wanting to tear them apart to vent its anger.

They eroded their flesh and blood as a sacrifice for their own rebirth.

Looking at the Fang Rao Xuan Deer, which was taller than fifty Pams stacked up, March 7th couldn't help but twitch his lips and said, "No way... didn't the general say we were just here to weed?"

"This bountiful black deer was formed from the power of the roots and stems of the Jianmu tree, so saying it's weeding isn't entirely unreasonable," Qingque said with a smile.

Xing crossed his arms and scoffed, "Is this what you Immortal Ship call... the art of speaking?"

Qingque blushed slightly. "Ahem, please don't stare at me like that. I'm a victim of the General's deception, just like you!"

"Alright, alright, considering how polite the General is, I'll just be a good Samaritan on March 7th."

As he spoke, March 7th summoned his longbow and fired a shot at the bountiful black deer.

At the same time, Galaxy Bat Man didn't hesitate either, pulling out his baseball bat and shouting, "Rules are meant to be broken!"

Having said that, he charged towards Fang Raoxuanlu without looking back.

The ice elemental arrows pierced the air and attacked, but just as they were about to hit the Xuanlu, the Xuanlu moved.

It raised the deer ladder and stomped hard on the steps. Behind it, the roots of the Jianmu tree exerted force, and several clusters of Jianmu roots rose from the ground. One of the blue roots shattered the arrows of March 7 with lightning speed, while the other clusters rushed towards Xingwei.

This scene made Xinghua, who was witnessing the power of Xuanlu for the first time, pale with fright. She cursed Xuanlu for its lack of martial ethics and kept swinging her baseball bat to fight against the vine-like roots. However, the power of the baseball bat was much weaker than she had imagined, and she was quickly subdued by Xuanlu. She became a plaything of the roots, entangled in the air and controlled.

Upon seeing this, March 7th covered his face.

Hey! Where did your bravado go when you pointed a gun at Cocolia?!

Lin Mo mobilized his destiny power, then summoned his longsword and said, "I'll go cut that root off; you two cover me."

Having said that, he drew his knife and stepped forward without hesitation.

March 7th was equally decisive, firing an ice elemental arrow that struck Lin Mo's back, turning it into two ice crystals that could help Lin Mo withstand damage. The other arrows struck the abundant roots around Lin Mo that were eager to attack him.

As for Qingque, she was doing everything she could to draw cards...

Then Tingyun and Xiaolan stood together, looking at each other, extremely embarrassed.