The sky darkened again.
Qin Xiaoxia had somewhat underestimated the efficiency of the National Special Security Team. He originally thought that Mumu's body would take at least a few days to reach Shencheng, but he didn't expect that it had already arrived outside the city under the cover of night the next day.
No matter how reluctant the researchers at the institute were, they were determined not to break their promise in this first effective contact with the mysterious force. So, except for leaving 5% of the tissue as a research backup, the rest were directly transported to Shencheng by special plane.
Although he kept talking about the thorny remains, as a tree shepherd, Mumu's size when he was in his complete form was not small.
The thorns on the stump filled half a container and were kept in cold storage.
A huge site separated by a temporary retaining wall in the far suburbs of Shanghai is brightly lit, and the sounds of machinery and excavators make people think that this is a newly opened construction site.
Members of the special security team sat in a row in a special command vehicle in the corner of the venue, all holding lunch boxes and staring at the surveillance screen.
The above basically covers all corners of the "construction site".
“Crack, crack~”
Huang Jiutian bit the chicken leg in the lunch box directly in his mouth and swallowed it without even spitting out the bone.
Recently, Jiutian has shown signs of real evolution. The most obvious thing is that his appetite has begun to increase greatly and his teeth have also become much stronger.
Everyone is used to this. Experts from the institute have concluded that the special security team's "Yellow Radar" may have begun to enter the next stage of evolution.
Tao Xingzhi finished his chicken leg in two or three bites, took a sip of heat-reducing herbal tea, and pointed at the three excavators in the field with his chopsticks.
"It's deep enough to make them stop. We don't need to bury the thorns too deep. At least a little bit of it should be exposed above the ground."
The original planned depth was 5 meters, but he suddenly decided to only dig three meters.
"yes!"
A capable young man nearby put down his lunch box and picked up the in-car communicator to issue instructions to the excavation site.
At the scene, an officer in military uniform with second lieutenant epaulettes immediately gave a stop order to the engineers working on the excavator after hearing the instructions from the in-ear communicator.
"Clear the area~~~~Containers are ready for 'unloading'!"
"Clear the area! Clear the area!"
"Irrelevant personnel, please disperse~"
The shouts and whistles of the engineering corps continued in a seemingly chaotic but actually orderly manner.
In front of the video, Tao Xingzhi looked at the smooth progress, swallowed the last mouthful of rice, and drank his share of the drink.
Looking around, almost everyone had finished eating. They had already developed a very fast eating speed.
After throwing the lunch boxes into the trash can, the group got out of the command vehicle and dispersed.
"Forward, forward, okay, okay, stop!"
The truck backed up and stopped in front of the pit. Several soldiers opened the rear door, revealing white boxes inside.
Of course, Mumu's body is no longer a complete piece. It has been cut into many parts long ago, and only two of them retain larger branches. This is for the convenience of transportation and research.
The "unloading" was carried out in an orderly manner. Basically, they lifted the boxes, opened them and dumped them into the pit. The larger branches were lifted by a crane.
In less than ten minutes, all the thorny remains were put into the pit.
Just fill up 90% of the hole.
"Fill in the soil!"
Orders were issued continuously and work continued uninterruptedly. The earth-moving truck began backfilling operations after the container truck and crane moved away.
If you look closely at the entire burial work, you will find that more time was spent on building the outer retaining wall.
Now, at the location of the backfilled pit, there is only a piece of soil that has a certain color difference from the surrounding area and has no weeds.
Devices that detect underground vibrations were driven into a large area around the site.
Huang Jiutian looked at his watch. It was 9 o'clock in the evening.
"Boss, are we really not going to send more people? The Second Armored Division has been on standby for a day."
Jiutian just made a symbolic suggestion.
"We are not here to fight, but we want you to pay attention to the situation underground. I guess you haven't been able to rest well during this period."
"Okay, I'll keep my eyes open even when I sleep."
Huang Jiutian joked, seeming to be stress-free, and then suddenly thought of something funny.
"Uh, boss, there is one more thing. What if that thorn tree insists on being stubborn and thinks we have prepared a fake Jin Ke La?"
Jiutian pointed at the semi-pickup truck in the distance and said "designated fertilizer".
Several members of the special security team and Tao Xingzhi around him all smiled.
But if you think about it carefully, Tao Xingzhi's smile disappears. This is really hard to deal with!
…
It was impossible for Qin Xiaoxia to go there immediately just because the special security team had already prepared a big gift package for Mumu. It would be too abrupt and would seem like he was just waiting there. Besides, he had just returned to Qing Town and hadn't even sat down yet, so he might as well take a rest first.
By the time Mumu used the remaining battery of his old-fashioned phone to send a message saying “rat extermination completed”, two days had passed.
Although the magic power of that part of his body had long dissipated, he could still clearly sense it.
To put it bluntly, the reason why Mumu is most looking forward to getting the body is not so that he can regenerate his severed limbs, but because it can save him a lot of blood.
…
Jiutian is essentially still an ordinary person after all, and Qin Xiaoxia's magic is also a burden to him. Although there is already an evolutionary trend, he has not had much rest for nearly three days and still has dark circles under his eyes.
After dinner on the third day, I was instantly awakened from my sleepiness by the agitation of magic power.
"Something's happening! It's coming!"
Tao Xingzhi and several people who were originally sleepy suddenly became energetic.
"Is it ready to take the branch?"
"Well, it's underground!"
The people in the car looked at the instrument that detected ground vibrations and saw that the data fluctuated slightly like a mole underground.
Mumu was approaching his body underground with suspicion. There was not much human breath around him, and the magic power of his master Huang Jiutian was particularly obvious to him.
"I don't know where my master is, so I'd better take my own body first..."
The thorns underground quickly grabbed most of the broken branches and dragged them down.
Mumu had only dragged it for a short while, one or two meters, when suddenly a pulling force came, preventing it from dragging the thickest thorns.
"What's going on?"
Inside the command vehicle, the video showed the soil layer vibrating, and then at a certain moment, the alloy steel chain that fixed several thorns on the side was straightened.
The heavy truck connected with the alloy lock shook slightly.
"There is an ambush indeed!"
Mumu let go of the branch and wanted to run, but Jiutian, who had been paying attention to the situation, was already guarding the loudspeaker microphone.
"Mr. Thorn! I am the person who spoke to you last time. Do you remember..."
The echo from the speaker is in all directions, mainly towards the ground.
“Snap”, “Snap”, “Snap”, “Snap”…
The surrounding searchlights and high-intensity site lights were also turned on one after another.
However, Jiutian couldn't continue before he finished his first sentence.
"Fuck, Taotou, it's already run away..."
As if to verify this statement, the steel cables in the surveillance video also loosened a little.
Jiutian looked as if he wanted to cry but had no tears. It was obvious that Mumu didn't even buy his account and slipped away quickly.
"This thorn is too timid... Before I could finish my words, I could sense it rapidly drilling into the ground..."
The atmosphere in the command vehicle, which had just heated up, instantly cooled down, and Tao Xingzhi's face was filled with surprise.
How can I fix this? I can't expect this to be a complete failure!
Before this thought came to an end, a calm voice, with a vibration that echoed in the ears, sounded in my ears.
"We used to think that no matter how many years passed, the faces of those in power would never change."
It’s impossible to tell the gender or the age, it’s calm and vicissitudes yet full of profound power.
The source of the sound seems close at hand, yet also seems out of reach.
"But now I have to admit that you make me look at you differently."
Finally, someone found the source of the sound. A phantom appeared next to the pile of Jinke La at some point in time.
He was wearing a black robe and his face could not be seen clearly. The wind seemed to make his shadow sway and shake.
But this existence that makes people think it is a device projection actually picked up a bag of "Jin Ke La".
Is this a real entity? Or a phantom? Is it a life? Or a ghost?
"I'm sorry, regarding the Jin Ke La incident, one of my descendants played a trick on the Son of Thorns."
There was a clear hint of laughter in his tone, and it was clear that he had a sense of humor.
These words also made the people in the special security team react, and Tao Xingzhi directly took the microphone from Huang Jiutian.
"Who are you? Who are you? How much do you know about those foreign objects?"
The dark shadow didn't say anything, but squatted down and pressed the ground.
The soil automatically opened up, arching over and sending three thorn branches that Mumu had not had time to take away to the ground.
He reached out and slapped it, and the chain fell off.
"Then I'll take my leave!"
The wind around gradually grew stronger, and the venue began to be dusty. Many soldiers outside had to get on the cars to take shelter or lie down on the ground.
"Wait! Please don't leave yet! Wait a minute! Who are you? What do you want to do?"
Tao Xingzhi's voice in the loudspeaker became noticeably impatient. It seemed that the other party had no intention of having a conversation at all and just kept talking to himself from beginning to end.
He jumped directly off the command vehicle. Jiutian and others were shocked but did not stop him and quickly followed him down.
There was already a feeling of flying sand and rocks outside, making it difficult to stand steadily.
"Bang~" "Bang~" "Bang~"
The pistol fired three times into the air.
“Answer me!!”
Vaguely, a feeling between intuition and vision made Tao Xingzhi seem to see a pair of bright eyes with purple flames dancing inside the sand rolls.
"If I tell you, will you believe me?"
After a brief silence, the sound continued.
"The weakening of the world's power is both a crisis and an opportunity. On the eve of the dark tide, no one can tell right from wrong!"
Tao Xingzhi seized the opportunity and continued to yell at the top of his lungs.
"What is the Dark Tide? What is the World Power? I hope you can put down your guard and join us..."
Before he could finish his words, he was interrupted by the omnipresent voice.
"Thousands of years of waiting for this battle, the blood flowing in history has not yet dried, and trust will not be born without reason."
The last echo was still echoing, and all the strong winds disappeared like an illusion. The mud and sand that were swept into the sky fell down with a patter, telling people the truth just now.
"The branches and the golden kela are gone..."
Jiutian looked at the lost Tao Xingzhi and reminded him in a low voice.
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