He Fang stared at the N-PC in front of him. Actually, to be honest, Zhu Yan's appearance was indeed handsome, but in this city where everyone had the looks of a top celebrity, his appearance was actually quite ordinary. Whether it was Chong Xiao's unique personality that added points to his appearance, or Yuan Zhiran's extremely exquisite appearance that made people imagine a lot, they were completely different from Zhu Yan.
Zhu Yan's appearance is not too outstanding. Her cold temperament makes her seem indifferent to others, but she always shows her unique care for others without being too aggressive, which makes He Fang feel good about Zhu Yan.
So to He Fang, Zhu Yan is more like a friend than an N-PC.
He Fang was very determined to take on Zhu Yan's task.
"What's wrong? Can't I?" He Fang was not good at being aggressive, nor did he know how to use his status as the city lord to pressure others. He was actually very panicked now, his fingers secretly grasped his clothes, trying hard to cover himself, "Can't I use a lie detector?"
Zhu Yan finally lowered his eyes, as if he had been defeated in this visual confrontation.
Zhu Yan then raised his head again, pursed his lips and smiled: "Of course, Lord City Lord, I don't know how to refuse you."
Even though the other party said so, He Fang could not see any thoughts of his own in the other party's eyes, as if...
It was as if he was forced.
He was choking, was he forcing himself to study?
"Then I'll go get the polygraph. Please wait here for a moment, Lord City Lord." Zhu Yan put down the recording device in his hand and carefully removed all the instruments that detected He Fang's physical data. Zhu Yan did not take off his gloves from beginning to end, which was very abnormal.
He Fang looked at the pair of clean white gloves. In the past, Zhu Yan would never wear gloves if he touched him. His fingers were always warm, and when he felt itchy when Zhu Yan touched him, he would chuckle to ease the embarrassment. But now, the other person's fingers were covered by white gloves and never touched him.
He Fang put on his clothes and watched Zhu Yan leave his laboratory.
He Fang's mind was full of doubts and a strange feeling spread in his heart. He stood up from his chair, opened the door of the laboratory and looked outside.
When I followed Zhu Yan in, my attention was all on the question mark above his head. I didn't notice the scene around me. The usually bustling research institute was strangely quiet on this day. There were no beautiful and handsome researchers in white coats wandering at the door of Zhu Yan's laboratory. The corridor was too quiet, and even the bright sunshine did not illuminate the darkness.
He Fang swallowed his saliva.
Why is this happening? Is this the background of the mission? Is this a supernatural mission?
"What are you doing standing here?" At this time Zhu Yan appeared silently behind He Fang. He Fang was frightened so much that his scalp went numb. He turned around immediately and noticed Zhu Yan holding a polygraph in his hand.
"Just... just take a look." He Fang suppressed the wonder in his heart and re-entered the laboratory. It was so deserted. Could it be that the researchers were squeezed out by the office?
The small polygraph was held in a hand wearing white gloves. He Fang watched Zhu Yan walk to the center of the laboratory on his own initiative. He took off his white uniform that he had never left.
This was the first time He Fang saw an N-PC taking off his clothes. Even though he knew that Zhu Yan was tall and had a good figure, knowing it was different from seeing it with his own eyes.
He had broad shoulders, a narrow waist, fair skin, and unexpectedly long legs. When the white uniform underwear was casually folded up and placed on a chair beside him, He Fang finally saw Zhu Yan take off his gloves.
That finger...is a little red.
It was a somewhat unnatural redness, a color like the purple-red color that occurs when blood is not circulating. He Fang somehow reached out and held Zhu Yan's fingers.
The cold fingers, as if they had lost their body temperature, were held tightly in his hand. He Fang was amazed at the warmth of the other party: "Are you not feeling well? Are you sick? Why are your hands so cold?"
"I don't have any physical illness. My body is in very healthy condition." Zhu Yan's calm voice came, and He Fang was stunned.
Ah... N-PC won't get sick unless the plot requires it, and he hasn't started his mission yet.
He Fang scratched his head a little embarrassedly. He didn't react for a moment.
"Do you need my help?" He Fang asked.
Zhu Yan shook his head. He placed the polygraph on his heart with his hand. When he was about to place the polygraph on the back of his neck, he suddenly said, "Lord City Lord, the last time I took a polygraph on you, you could refuse to answer any question. So can I also refuse to answer questions I don't want to answer?"
He Fang subconsciously refused. If Zhu Yan could refuse to answer his questions, then if Zhu Yan refused to assign him a task, wouldn't it be a waste of time for him to ask for a polygraph test?
But He Fang was in a dilemma. It was he who proposed fairness, and he couldn't be the first to break the contract.
"good."
He Fang saw Zhu Yan wearing a lie detector. He was half-sitting on the research table in the laboratory. Under the light of the table, he looked like a lonely and confused young man who was undergoing research. He exuded an aura of rejection. Suddenly, He Fang felt that he was just a eccentric scientist who forced ordinary people to undergo illegal experiments.
Zhu Yan looked in that direction, with a gentle expression: "Lord City Lord, I'm ready."
He Fang was inexplicably nervous when facing Zhu Yan, and decided to ask a few questions to ease the awkward atmosphere: "What's your name?"
"Zhu Yan."
"How old are you?"
"Twenty-two."
"What is your identity?"
"A researcher at the institute, the son of the director of the institute."
"What's your favorite food?"
“I don’t have a particular preference.”
"What is your favorite thing to do?"
"Research, see the city lord."
He Fang was stunned when he heard this answer and asked, "What do you want to do?"
"I will do my best to research tools that can help the city lord realize his dream." Zhu Yan did not hesitate in answering every question, and the polygraph did not ring at all. Zhu Yan did not have any time to think. Such a quick answer was enough to show that he had no intention of deceiving anyone.
He Fang swallowed nervously, glanced at the red question mark above Zhu Yan's head, and asked with determination: "Do you need my help with something recently?"
However, this time Zhu Yan did not answer, he just looked at He Fang silently.
Zhu Yan's skin was very white due to not seeing the light for many years, which was different from Chong Xiao's pale skin. He was like snow that would melt under the light, and was gradually being melted by the white light.
He Fang's question was actually a bit of a trick. If the researcher answers "no" to this question and the polygraph does not respond, then it really means there is no answer.
But any answer other than "no" actually means "yes".
Zhu Yan remained silent, proving that it was indeed there. His mission should not have disappeared, but existed and could be accepted. However, as long as Zhu Yan did not give in, he would not be able to accept his mission.
He originally had the intention of completing the mission, but seeing Zhu Yan like this, He Fang felt inexplicably uncomfortable.
Since Zhu Yan didn't answer, He Fang simply asked another question to get at the point: "Are you dissatisfied with my first test flight?"
"I have no dissatisfaction at all." Zhu Yan answered this time.
"So are you dissatisfied with what you think you didn't do in my first test flight?" He Fang continued to ask.
And Zhu Yan was silent.
At this point, He Fang had a rough guess about Zhuyan's N-PC mission this time. Based on the conversation between the two people, Zhuyan must have been hit by the unsatisfactory results of the previous test flight.
He Fang sat in the chair, thinking. Although this test flight could be proven successful, something did go wrong. Their original route deviated from the route due to some accidents and entered the Nightmare Forest.
The ending was successful, but the process was a failure. In reality, if something fails, someone must take the blame. Wouldn't this person unfortunately become Zhu Yan's personal problem?
He Fang thought a lot, like he had to take responsibility for the entire office, or maybe Zhu Yan's self-esteem as a researcher was hit by this failure. At the very least, this failure might have marginalized Zhu Yan in the next research.
He Fang raised his head and looked at everything around him. This was Zhu Yan's office. There were quite a lot of old items in the office that had been collected from the ruins of the newly opened land. They were already broken and dilapidated, but with Zhu Yan's research and restoration, these things had gradually been restored to their original appearance. Zhu Yan was not tired of repairing so many complicated and useless things.
This patience alone is enough to make me admire him.
He Fang thought for a while and wondered how he should explain the definition of "air wall" to Zhu Yan.
"This is an act of force majeure. No matter how many times it happens, it will happen again as long as it reaches an altitude of 10,000 meters."
He Fang took the initiative to analyze the situation. Due to the limitations of N-PC, there was no concept of airplanes before they requested to open up an air road. The first time they opened up a sky road, the height of 10,000 meters was actually the data written into the game by He Fang. The highest altitude could reach 15,000 meters, which was a detectable place for N-PC, but it was blocked by the air wall.
"Although an accident occurred, I was the one who was operating the plane. I stabilized the plane but failed to keep a good distance and entered the Nightmare Forest. If I must say, I was also one of the reasons for the accident." He Fang scratched his head and continued, "Although entering the Nightmare Forest this time was an accident, we gained something that is not easy to get under normal circumstances. I think this is also an opportunity that is bound to come."
——This is not a failure, it's just a small episode on the road to success.
——We must not be afraid of failure, we must bravely face the storm head-on.
Zhu Yan looked quietly at their beloved Creator. The boy's bright eyes carried their future and hope. This was their God, the Creator whom they must protect with their lives.
Zhu Yan still remembers the scene at that time, and also remembers the moment when the plane driven by He Fang suddenly deviated and directly plunged into the Nightmare Forest.
He was so confident that nothing would go wrong, and he believed that with his level and ability, he would never allow the Creator to encounter any accidents. He even rejected Yuan Zhiran's request, insisting on carrying out the Creator's expectations.
But at that moment he realized that his refusal was right and that he had put his Creator in danger.
There are too many problems in this world that they as N-PCs cannot understand at all, and the Creator is their only guide.
After entering the Nightmare Forest, all information could not be sent or received. They had already done experiments and knew this situation. At that moment, fear broke out everywhere in the city after losing contact with the Creator. The despair of losing direction and backbone instantly strangled his throat and made him unable to breathe.
At that time, all the researchers in the institute were in chaos, and a hand came out from nowhere and pushed him out fiercely.
"Everyone is doing their best to try to contact the test aircraft, and now they are working on making a second test aircraft."
"Set up all the drones with fixed routes and camera recordings and send them into the Nightmare Forest as densely as possible to transmit all the information inside the Nightmare Forest."
"Notify Yuan Zhiran immediately and organize people to carry out rescue!"
Everyone was busy, but Zhu Yan was not given any orders from beginning to end, or he refused to obey any orders.
He stood quietly in the space, completely isolated from the urgency. No one said a cold word to him, no one reprimanded him, and he stood on the edge.
Zhu Yan never thought of himself as weak, at least he didn't think anything could defeat him so drastically.
Until that moment, he knew.
He could not bear any blow from the Creator.
Not only me, but everyone is like this.
In his mind now, he could not find any way to find the whereabouts. Their ignorance of this world would make them become headless flies and useless once they lost their creator.
Any instructions, any thoughts and actions, after mental calculation, are confirmed to be futile.
There was nothing they could do.
When their Creator reappeared before everyone's eyes, there was ecstasy all around.
Their Creator redeemed them from their misstep.
However, various studies have made it clearer that they are just an N-PC.
As an N-PC, the principles he had always followed suddenly fell apart at the moment when he seemed to have truly lost his creator.
He should be like Yuan Zhiran who doesn't play by the rules, instead of being an ordinary N-PC who completely caters to the players' ideas.
They live in a world created by the Creator. They, N-PC, do not possess any creative power. They can only survive under the protection of the Creator. Only the Creator can create miracles.
They are just a string of data, and their true selves may not be able to help the Creator in the slightest.
When He Fang got off the plane, Zhu Yan saw He Fang's pale face with his own eyes. He disappeared quickly, and he looked at Chong Xiao who had been following He Fang.
Did Chong Xiao help the Creator?
The surveillance footage inside the cabin was replayed in front of everyone's eyes. When He Fang was about to press the self-destruct button without hesitation, Zhu Yan's heart tightened and ached.
When He Fang saw that there was an N-PC by his side, he quickly calmed down and started planning again, and when he created a miracle, Zhu Yan suddenly realized clearly that they were actually very important to their creator.
However, in all this happening, Chongxiao did not actually help the Creator.
Chong Xiao's existence only adds trouble to the Creator, even if Chong Xiao himself is not aware of it.
This is not equal.
They value the Creator, but they are unable to bring any real help to the Creator.
The Creator values them, provides them with shelter, direction, development, a peaceful daily life and hope. As N-PCs, they are unable to give a complete return for all that they have received from the Creator.
How can we help their Creator?
No matter how much research is done, we can't find the answer to this question.
They will continue to live according to the N-PC's path, and this time because of their own mistakes, they will also plant the seeds of dissatisfaction in the hearts of other N-PCs.
He insisted on letting He Fang become the pilot of the first test flight, so he deserved the consequences of being excluded. Although that brief despair has disappeared, it did exist.
Zhu Yan doesn't care.
He just found that his thinking was malfunctioning.
"Zhu Yan." The real boy, the god in their hearts, stood in front of him, trying his best to say something to make him feel better. "Even if you make any mistakes, please absolutely believe me. I can find a way to save the situation. I am the city lord. I am better than you."
Zhu Yan stared at the Creator, who seemed so fragile that he would break at the slightest touch, but represented hope and miracles to them.
The Creator said confidently that he was always better than N-PC.
Is this telling him that all they really need to be is an N-PC?
"Zhu Yan, are you listening?" He Fang felt that Zhu Yan's state was a bit strange. He seemed to be listening to what he was saying, but also seemed not to be.
But just after he finished saying this, He Fang suddenly saw that the question mark turned into a gray exclamation mark!
He got the mission!
He Fang had no idea what he had said that had touched the other party, and that he had suddenly received a task. However, He Fang could not wait to open the task list.
'Research Mission: Ask the City Lord to have conversations with different characters in the research institute (0/4).'
He Fang reached out and took Zhu Yan's white uniform from the chair and stuffed it into Zhu Yan's arms: "Hurry up and put on your clothes, don't catch a cold! I'll be out for a while and will be back soon."
He Fang said as he rushed out to look for other N-PCs in the institute. Mission accepted, mission accepted! It's time to start the mission!
Zhu Yan's colleague: "Zhu Yan? Lord City Lord, Zhu Yan carried out a very failed flight plan. He should be held responsible for this failure. As the center of our city, it is a crime to put you in danger!"
The director of the institute said: "Lord City Lord, please don't pamper my son too much. He is not capable enough and has suddenly taken on a big responsibility. He is not fully prepared. That is his problem. After this tragic experience, he will definitely work hard to do more things in the future. If you, the Creator, pamper him too much, he will not make any progress."
The gatekeeper of the institute said: "Zhu Yan has always had a different way of thinking than other people. He used to study some strange things. I heard from other researchers that he has a good mind, but he is too self-centered. It is said that Zhu Yan was the only one who was responsible for letting you conduct the experimental flight this time. Since you have a problem, he must take the responsibility."
The female researcher said: "Zhu Yan is a very meticulous person, but his meticulousness is often different from ours. He is smart, and he has indeed done a lot of excellent experiments. However, we really don't understand the significance of his doing so many experiments. We didn't agree to let you test fly. Zhu Yan kept showing us your simulation results, and finally we agreed. Maybe it's nothing in normal times, but we definitely have some opinions about him for letting you take such a risk."
There are four characters in total, and each of them gave an evaluation that is slightly similar to Zhu Yan's. After completing the task, He Fang immediately returned to Zhu Yan's side to report on the task. Zhu Yan was already dressed neatly and standing next to the test bench, obviously looking like an N-PC waiting for the player to hand in the task.
After accepting the task, Zhu Yan smiled at him, as usual, but it looked a little stiff: "I can understand their rejection of me. This time I really went too far. If I could not be stubborn and accept everyone's suggestions, perhaps such an accident would not have happened."
He Fang was stunned for a moment: "Really? But I think this accident is quite good. I am even very grateful that this accident happened."
After all, he got the method to open the map of the Nightmare Forest because of this.
"Whether it's a blessing in disguise or not, the fact that my calculations failed is an indisputable fact," said Zhu Yan.
Then He Fang received a new task.
"Failure is not a terrible thing. What is terrible is not reflecting on failure. Lord Mayor, please collect information and accurately criticize the mistakes made by Shuken. Criticism (0/4)."
He Fang: “…”
Is this a game to make him establish authority in front of N-PC? No need, really no need.
He Fang looked at the four words "collect information" in the mission. Could it be that he was trying to find the right words to criticize Zhu Yan through the sentences he just said?
Does the N-PC side quest in "Xu Wu Restart" teach you step by step how to reprimand an N-PC who made a mistake?
Besides, who wouldn’t think that the researchers had made a mistake? Was this really just an accident? Besides, who could be so amazing as to succeed on the first try? Isn’t every experiment based on countless failures and constantly summarizing experiences to get the final correct result?
He Fang opened the information of the previous task with a depressed look on his face, and then began to summarize the task based on the information.
The first evaluation that should be drawn is: How could a researcher make such a big mistake? (via)
He Fang saw that the mission progress became (1/4).
The second one is: Why can't we think about the problem comprehensively? (Passed)
The third is: Don’t be too eccentric. (via)
The fourth is: Don't do things on your own. (Passed)
He Fang summarized four "reprimanding sentences", but no matter how he read them, he felt uncomfortable.
Very, very uncomfortable.
He looked up at Zhu Yan.
Why do you assign such a demanding task to this N-PC? Why do you have to scold him for no reason?
Now, Zhuyan N-PC was standing in front of him. He only needed to talk to him and say all the sentences of reprimand he had summarized, and he should be able to complete this cycle of tasks.
No one knows what the next cycle will be.
But he had a feeling it was definitely not a good mission.
"I'm really sorry, Lord City Lord. My ability is too poor to give you the best answer. If possible, I am willing to bear all the consequences, even leaving the institute. I'm sorry, Lord City Lord."
He Fang looked at Zhu Yan with disdain as he kept saying "sorry" and "excuse me" to him.
His eyes were staring at him, as if he was waiting for his reprimand.
He Fang took a look at the mission.
He glanced at Zhu Yan, who looked apologetic, and suddenly became speechless.
He didn't think that Zhu Yan had been reluctant to take on the task just now because he was unwilling to bear the consequences of failure.
This task is like making Zhu Yan recognize his failures and mistakes again, so that he can truly determine the direction of future development.
It's like he wants to stifle the opponent's possibilities.
He Fang looked at the mission again.
He looked at Zhu Yan again with confusion.
What a bullshit mission.
Looking at these words of 'reprimand', He Fang thought to himself, if he just said the key words, could he also complete the task?
"I think you really need to hear a few more words from me about your 'failure behavior' this time." After He Fang finished speaking, he secretly observed Zhu Yan's expression. At this time, Zhu Yan had already lowered his head and was ready to humbly accept He Fang's teachings.
He Fang cleared his throat and spoke loudly.
"How could a researcher make such a big mistake? Don't you know that all successes are accumulated on countless failures? If you don't know how to face failure, how can you make progress?" As soon as He Fang finished speaking, Zhu Yan's body suddenly stiffened.
"Why can't you think about the problem comprehensively? Why is failure a problem? Who said it's a problem? I said from the beginning that I might fail, so I went in, didn't I? I'm so confident, but you still don't believe me. Are you not giving me face?"
Zhu Yan slowly raised his head, and He Fang saw those eyes filled with surprise.
"Don't be too eccentric, but you can be eccentric appropriately. There is only one step between a genius and a madman, so just be an eccentric genius. I heard from people in the research institute that you have a very good brain. As long as the experiments you participate in are successful, it proves that you must be better than others. If you are eccentric appropriately, maybe you will be more easily recognized by others?"
He Fang felt that what he said was really reasonable. Wasn't he a maverick "Xu Wu Chong Qi" player? No player would be conscientious and not do anything out of the ordinary in the game, right? ! He did it, and he still thinks that the town he built in "Xu Wu Chong Qi" is the best town.
"Don't do things on your own, discuss things with others more often. Look at you, you insist on thinking that you are a failure and are wrong, why don't you listen to other people's opinions? What? Are your ideas the only ideas? Other people's ideas are not ideas? I don't think this is a failure, so what? Do you want to refute me?"
He Fang did not prepare anything in his mind. He just said whatever came to his mind. His words were incoherent, but didn't he say every word of reprimand? Language is such a profound subject. Look, he can turn black into white.
The only thing we need to worry about is whether today's intelligence can understand the earnest advice in his words.
At this time He Fang saw the shocked Zhu Yan, who didn't give any answer for a long time. He Fang's heart skipped a beat, could it be that this was not okay?
He Fang looked up at the exclamation mark above Zhu Yan's head. Did he complete his mission successfully?
Zhu Yan seemed to hear the sound of something sprouting.
He wanted to be reprimanded.
As an N-PC, he had some inappropriate thoughts, and he hoped that they could be nipped in the bud.
He should not have any deeper thoughts, even though he clearly knows that everything they are doing now and all their cognition is completed under the guidance of the Creator.
Therefore, Zhu Yan thought that he should calm down and become an N-PC again.
He needed the Creator's rebuke to cut off his crazy thoughts that were growing like vines.
He was ready for everything.
But he never expected that the Creator would directly pour a basin of water on the vines that were growing wildly like weeds, wishing it to grow quickly!
Zhu Yan's mind froze.
He didn't know how to respond.
He Fang was extremely nervous at this moment, staring at the exclamation mark tightly, and his heart skipped a beat. Could it be that... it was not okay to say this? Must I finish these scolding words without any exaggeration?
It's already a smart N-PC, why is it so harsh? !
"Lord City Lord, were you afraid when you entered the Nightmare Forest?" He Fang suddenly heard Zhu Yan ask this.
Afraid? Afraid of what? Afraid of the Nightmare Forest? He Fang scratched his cheek.
The only time he was afraid was when he was preparing to self-destruct. He was afraid of the pain and the feeling of death, but he had no fear of the Nightmare Forest, and he didn't think he would be so helpless and cancel his account.
"Don't be afraid." He Fang said.
"Restart of the Ruins" is a completely open game without even a main storyline.
This kind of game represents a very high degree of freedom and the richest choices for players.
He Fang found this very interesting.
It’s an interesting game. He has completed horror games with 100% success, not to mention a game like “Restart the Ruins” which is based on infrastructure!
He Fang's eyes were sparkling, without any resentment at all.
"Don't be so depressed. I still want to compliment you. That plane is really well made." He Fang praised sincerely. Thinking of the small piece of map he had opened up, he felt that the future was promising. "Improve it further. It will be of great use to me!"
He Fang suddenly saw that the exclamation mark on Zhu Yan’s head was gone!
Mission accomplished!
Oh, such a simple task!
And then what, and then what?
He Fang looked at Zhu Yan eagerly, waiting for Zhu Yan's next round of tasks or the task rewards after the tasks were completed.
"Lord City Lord?" Zhu Yan's brain was still confused and he was even more bewildered than He Fang.
No reward? He Fangren is stupid.
What a pity that he had to do this mission with no special reward?! Even poor Min Zhizhou gave him a few gold coins!
That's it? That's it!
He Fang lay down with a groan. After completing the task, he suddenly felt sleepy.
He had logged in late at night and wanted to log off after completing the task. He had just finished his meal and was feeling sleepy again. His mind was confused and he fell asleep directly.
He Fang fell asleep in the game, but did not exit the game. Zhu Yan picked up He Fang and walked to the door.
The door was opened, and his colleagues stood helplessly at the door, knowing clearly that they might have been caught by Zhu Yan a long time ago.
"I may be angry, but what the Creator said makes sense." His colleagues who once rejected him seemed to have taken all of He Fang's encouragement to heart, forcing them to rethink whether their hostility towards Zhu Yan was also inappropriate "willfulness".
"You must work hard and live up to the Creator's expectations." Zhu Yan's director patted Zhu Yan's shoulder like a father, then stretched out his hand and said, "Give the Creator to me, and let him sleep directly on the all-round massage bed in my director's office. It will be very comfortable to sleep there."
Zhu Yan walked expressionlessly past a group of colleagues who were eager to take He Fang away from him and went straight to his dormitory.
When He Fang woke up, he was in a completely unfamiliar place. He sat up suddenly and looked at the scene around him in shock.
The room that combined mysophobia and obsessive-compulsive disorder showed everywhere that this was not his room. With his confused mind, He Fang wondered vaguely if he had traveled through time.
However, after a while He Fang realized that he must have forgotten to exit the game before going to sleep.
Good guys...
I have slept through this night.
It should have been a long time in the game. Since he hasn't eaten or woken up for so many days, will N-PC think he is dead?
But it doesn't look like the morgue here and they haven't given him any glucose, which means he should still be safe.
He Fang sat up, and after a while he suddenly heard someone opening the door and coming in. He subconsciously looked up and looked into Zhu Yan's eyes.
"Lord City Lord, are you awake?" Zhu Yan smiled and sat down beside He Fang's bed. "You just woke up. Are you conscious now? I have a plan for passing through the Nightmare Forest. You can take a look at it."
He Fang took the plan in confusion and thought about it with his gradually clearing mind.
Since there is no signal reception in the Nightmare Forest, we cannot completely use the airplane for navigation, but we can fix a route and then continue to build roads to go out.
Because the Nightmare Forest is needed as a barrier, we simply build this road as close as possible to the densely populated areas of the Nightmare Plants. Before that, we can first study the formation of the Nightmare Plants.
Then set up a 'light curtain' at the entrance of the passage between the Nightmare Forest and the city to prevent the Nightmare seeds from being brought into the city.
Since neither the Resurrection Plants nor the Nightmare Seeds can parasitize them, they can begin to select and cultivate the Resurrection Plants, turning them into weapons that they can use at will.
He Fangzhen looked at this plan in amazement, which he had never thought of.
This……
This……
This setting...
Isn't it a train?!
Huh? Why didn't he think of taking a train, but chose a plane?!
Yes, yes, yes, it’s because I don’t want to destroy the Nightmare Forest and I want to seek its protection.
But...but...but! This is all based on not planning to revive the Nightmare Plant?!
He Fang pointed at the information on the plan with trembling eyes: "This... is it you who came up with the idea of cultivating the Resurrection Nightmare Plant?"
"I think maybe this is possible, with the help of Mr. Min." Zhu Yan gave a very evil smile.
He Fang’s eyes widened instantly!
Good guys!
It turns out that the reward for the N-PC mission is this!
A brand new, completely untested and extremely feasible plan!
His N-PC is so amazing, it always exceeds his imagination!