The smell of burning tires rubbing against the ground mixed with the sour smell of metal corrosion filled my nostrils.
The blood vessels on Mou Xuan's forehead were throbbing. His tactical flashlight swept across the emblem of the Seventh Research Institute on the edge of the trap, and his memory flashed back to the blazing flames that destroyed the underground laboratory three months ago.
The high-frequency vibration sound became more and more shrill, and the wreckage of the armored vehicle began to drag sparks on the ground.
"Six seconds." He bit his tongue to activate his time ability, and his vision was instantly shrouded in gray.
In the solidified space and time, the ripples of the lavender force field were clearly visible with a contraction pattern every 0.3 seconds, and the strangulation network composed of sixteen cutting machines underground was advancing synchronously.
The metal box in the arms of Liang Soil Expert oozed green liquid, revealing corrosion tracks of the dissolved alloy trap frame in a static state.
The moment the superpower was lifted, Mou Xuan grabbed Chen Yao's radiation detector and smashed it towards the force field generator: "Roll right in three seconds!" The moment the detector crashed into the purple light curtain, the safety threshold dropped sharply and formed a brief gap.
Everyone rolled rapidly according to the predetermined signal, and the cutting machine scratched Du Nongmin's shoulder, leaving a blood groove deep enough to see the bone.
"Seed box!" Seed collector Fan suddenly pounced on the refrigerated truck that was falling into the trap.
Mou Xuan's pupils suddenly shrank, and blood gushed out of his nose when his time ability was activated for the second time.
He picked up the soil expert Liang's tank of corrosive liquid and threw it onto the chassis of the refrigerated truck. The green liquid accurately wrapped around the hydraulic rod that was about to break in the static space and time.
When everyone rushed out of the trap area amid the smoke and dust, agronomist Meng fell to the ground holding three bags of corn seeds that he had rescued.
Chen Yao's hands were shaking as she tore open the first aid kit, and the abnormal values remaining in the radiation detector cast a shadow in her eyes.
The blue light of the base's soilless culture room reflected twenty faces that were holding their breath.
Liang, a soil expert, wore a gas mask and stirred a dark brown sticky substance. The improved apocalyptic soil in the culture tank glowed with a strange pearly luster. "The humus content has increased to 4.7%!" Farmer Du's hands were shaking as he held the detector. His calloused fingertips stroked the numbers jumping on the screen, as if he was touching the humidity of his own field ridges twenty years ago.
Agronomist Meng suddenly snatched the stirrer: "The proportion of calcium carbonate is wrong!" His foreheads almost bumped with Expert Liang's, and the two white-haired heads shook violently in front of the laboratory table.
Mou Xuan silently turned on the ceiling light and watched Farmer Du sprinkle wood ash into the culture tank using the ancestral method. The farming wisdom of three different eras collided in the glass container to produce tiny bubbles.
When the first tender sprout broke through the covering soil, Chen Yao was using tweezers to dip the irradiated wheat seeds into the nutrient solution.
Three days ago, she discovered that some contaminated seeds germinated faster, and this dangerous hypothesis was now verified in the petri dish.
When the pale golden radicle pierced the seed coat, the monitor suddenly sounded an alarm - the bud tip was releasing trace amounts of gamma rays.
"Don't move!" Mou Xuan grabbed her hand that was about to turn off the alarm.
In the overlapping palms of the two people, the young bud sprouted a second true leaf at a speed visible to the naked eye, but the radiation value gradually decreased as it grew.
The strands of hair behind Chen Yao's ears brushed across his bleeding bandage, and the warmth mixed with blood suddenly enveloped her dangling feet - Mou Xuan picked her up by the waist and spun her around, and the spilled nutrient solution splashed on the antibacterial floor like a brilliant starry river.
The cheers shattered against the bulletproof glass, and no one noticed that the Mongolian agronomist secretly hid half a bag of unimproved original soil.
Expert Liang's hand, which was wiping the tank of corrosive liquid, suddenly stopped. Deep inside the seemingly fertile soil in the culture tank, some invisible filaments were climbing along the wall of the tank.
And deep in the drawer of Shen Yao's private laboratory table, the damaged badge brought back from the trap area was emitting an ice-blue fluorescence in the residual radiation.
The conference room converted from an air-raid shelter was filled with a damp and musty smell. Mou Xuan tapped on the data chart projected on the concrete wall with his fingers.
A bluish halo enveloped the seven dusty folding chairs, and Chen Yao noticed that his bandaged right hand stayed in the red warning area of "groundwater reserves" for a full twelve seconds.
"Another six corn seedlings died in the No. 3 experimental field today." Farmer Du clutched the brim of his straw hat, sweat dripping from the back of his bronzed neck. "The well water seems to be leaking when poured in, as if there is an invisible mouth hidden in the soil."
Soil expert Liang suddenly smashed the can of corrosive liquid on the iron table, shocking seed collector Fan so much that two bulging bags of pumpkin seeds fell out of his arms.
The man who always liked to hide seeds hurriedly stepped on the packaging bag, but was accurately hooked to him by Chen Yao using a radiation detector.
"There is a water seepage layer fifteen meters underground." Liang poked the projection with a laser pen, and the purple light repeatedly burned a certain fault. "Give me three tons of ammonium nitrate, and I can blast cracks into the rock layer."
When agronomist Meng stood up and slammed the table, he knocked over the thermos, and the brown homemade fertilizer splashed onto the data graph. "Nonsense!
The vibrations will collapse the seed bank! "His age-spotted finger pointed to the corner, and the dozing Administrator Luo was so frightened that he dropped his keychain into the gutter.
Mou Xuan raised his hand to interrupt the argument, and the white light of the tactical flashlight swept over everyone: "Technician Zhong, the drawings of the underground irrigation system of the Academy of Agricultural Sciences."
The young man with glasses hiding in the shadows subconsciously covered his backpack and said, "That, that is confidential..." Before he finished speaking, Chen Yao had already walked in front of him with a tomato seed with excessive radiation level in tweezers.
Technician Zhong stared at the strange purple spots on the seed coat, rolled his Adam's apple twice, and turned on the tablet computer.
"There is an underground river five kilometers to the southeast." Mou Xuan's fingertips slid across the satellite map fragments and paused at an abandoned reservoir marked by a red circle.
Seed collector Fan suddenly started coughing violently. The three bags of fast-growing rice seeds that he had secretly hidden last month were found from that direction.
The sound of an alarm suddenly tore through the stagnant air.
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