The team member behind him swung a flashlight into the hole. The flashlight beam vaguely illuminated a few human figures lying on the ground, tightly entangled in branches and leaves.
"Quick, go in and rescue them, two people in a group, move quickly!"
The captain shouted quickly and stayed outside to cover the retreat and prevent more branches from entering. The cold air continued to surge out of his palms, freezing the areas around the holes to prevent them from squirming and closing. At the same time, he slapped out the cold air with one palm after another to freeze the branches that were sticking out from the outside.
The team members ran into the hole and headed straight for the figure they had seen before. However, in this space deliberately left by the strange tree, there were countless waving branches. Each of them was the arm and claw of the strange tree, constantly blocking everyone from entering.
The sharp long knives cut off one branch after another. Everyone mounted the flashlights on their helmets and used them as searchlights, freeing their hands to clear the branches.
Luo Zheyu also followed in. There was no need to hide himself anymore since he had already come in, and if Wen Jin didn't see him, she wouldn't let him leave.
However, the sleight of hand still cannot be removed, at least it can deceive the strange tree a little.
At the same time, Luo Zheyu used his soul power as strength and the method of transformation he got from the old lady when he was in the Styx to shrink his body. When it was only the size of a palm, he jumped through the gaps between the waving branches and directly entered the internal space isolated by the strange tree to find those ordinary people.
Since these ordinary people were bound by layers of branches, Luo Zheyu did not directly use the silver-white flame to burn the trees, for fear that they would become desperate.
The silver-white flame cannot burn normal people or objects, but the strange tree in front of him that is obviously emitting dark and black energy can be burned.
Arriving at the space isolated by the strange tree, Luo Zheyu moved slightly and returned to his normal size.
There are about twenty people entangled by tree branches and lying on the ground. There are men, women, young and old. Some of them are awake, some are unconscious. Two elderly people have slight scratches on their faces, and their bodies are blocked by tree branches, so they cannot be seen clearly. But at this time, they all have their eyes closed, their breathing is weak, and their physical condition is not optimistic.
Sharp, black long nails popped out from the fingertips in an instant. Luo Zheyu came to the old man, and his slender and powerful fingers flew quickly among the branches, leaving almost no afterimages. The branches broke off one after another, but the person tied by the branches was not hurt at all.
By the time the strange tree sensed the abnormality here, the branches covering the two old men had already been cleared away.
Then, it was as if a strong wind suddenly blew up, and the branches in the space began to dance wildly. Although Luo Zheyu used a sleight of hand to conceal his figure, his footsteps still stepped on the branches and leaves covering the ground. The strange tree could sense it instantly, and waved its branches accurately and whipped him hard.
"ah!"
Several ordinary people lying on the ground, still conscious, cried out in surprise.
They had discovered it when a group of people broke in just now. They were so happy that they cried. They all kept their mouths shut and waited, afraid that any sound they made would alarm the surrounding branches.
At this point the battle had obviously spread to their surroundings, and everyone could no longer restrain themselves.
“Help! Help!”
"Help me, I am dying..."
"Please save my child, there is a child here!"
However, there was no response for a long time, only the sound of branches whipping continuously, and the branches on the ground flipped up, and even a few branches that were tied on their bodies slid away silently and joined the battle.
Some people raised their heads and propped up their bodies, using the lights from the helmets of a group of people outside to occasionally scan this side, trying hard to find the figure surrounded by the branches.
But nothing was seen.
The whipping branches seemed to be beating the air madly.
"well……"
The man lay back weakly.
I'm afraid this tree is going crazy.
The group of people outside have been waiting for almost two minutes and still haven't come over. I'm so panicking.
This tree is weird and powerful, like a disaster in a movie. Can they get inside and successfully rescue themselves?
More and more branches rolled up from the ground, gradually forming a huge ball, which seemed to surround something.
But the few people who were awake had already seen clearly with the help of the light that there was clearly nothing inside the sphere.
Just at this moment.
——Swish!
——Shuashua!
There were chopping sounds, and the sound of large numbers of branches being cut off cleanly.
Short broken branches flew everywhere and hit the trapped people.
It hurt a little, but they didn't care.
He struggled to half-raise his body again and looked up.
A slender figure stood at the ball formed by the branches, holding a huge sickle. He seemed to be swinging the sickle very easily and chopping. The branches that were originally extremely hard were now cut in half like tofu.
The light came in from outside. The man holding the sickle had his back to the light, so only his silhouette could be seen but not his face. The beam of light faintly outlined the lines of his body.
Luo Zheyu gripped the sickle tightly, with the tip pointing downwards, lightly touching the ground, and walked around the trapped people, drawing a circle. Within the center of the circle, all branches lost their nourishment. Although they did not dry up and die immediately, they eventually lost the ability to move freely.
The sickle can cut through several tangled branches, and can also easily use the tip of the knife to break the restraints on the trapped person.
It is extremely fast and only breaks tree branches without hurting anyone.
After following Luo Zheyu for many worlds, the sickle has long been in tune with his mind.
During this time, branches kept coming from all angles, and were all chopped off by the sickle.
More branches were pulled away by the strange trees and gathered together, and the pressure on the team members was suddenly reduced.
They sped up and finally bypassed the obstacle, leaving only half a meter away from the trapped people.
Luo Zheyu was also seen removing the sleight of hand.
“Who are you!?”
A team of players said with vigilance.
They came here to rescue people. Logically, when they saw Luo Zheyu, they might have classified him as a trapped person in need of rescue. But at this time, the trapped people were lying on the ground, and the only few who stood up were stumbling.
Then Luo Zheyu, who stood straight with a huge sickle in his hand, was particularly eye-catching.
"My name is Luo Zheyu, and Wen Jin is my uncle."
Luo Zheyu is very frank and sincere.
After all, there is nothing to hide, and he doesn't need to develop in a sneaky way.
“…Huh?”
On the contrary, the other party was a little surprised. It was really unexpected.
"Are you from the second team?"
"Now is not the time to chat, rescue the people first."
…………
A few minutes after Team One and Team Two entered Yunzhi Community, an ambulance arrived with some basic equipment, which was just right for the young man who escaped from the community.
"Check your body first."
"Oh well."
The young man touched and scratched his arm while sitting obediently on the stool temporarily set up by the doctor and the nurse.
After some basic checks such as observing the eyes, tongue, ears, and heartbeat, the doctor looked at the bruises on the young man's body and drew a tube of blood.
"Can you smoke less? I'm anemic." the young man muttered.
He placed his left arm on the table while the doctor drew blood, and his right hand was placed on his left arm, scratching it constantly.
The doctor raised his eyes, looked at him through his mask, and said nothing.
He lowered his eyes, then suddenly looked at the young man again and asked, "What's wrong with your arm?"
"I was pricked by the thorns on the tree several times, and it became more and more itchy."
"The tree inside?" The doctor was referring to Yunzhi Community.
“Yes, that tree.”
"Don't scratch it. Be careful of infection. Let me take a look."
The young man grabbed it several times before taking his right hand away.
It was a little painful, but also a little pleasurable. The pain suppressed the itch for a moment.
But the part on the arm was a bit horrible, it was red and swollen, the skin was scratched, blood was oozing out, and a large area of skin was stained with blood.
The doctor simply wiped the blood with cotton and poked the young man's arm with a small stainless steel-colored stick.
"How does it feel?"
"It's itchy, I want to scratch it, but the thing on your hand feels cold when you poke it. If you want to feel better, poke it a few more times."
The doctor gave him a speechless look and said, "Why are you poking? I guess there's toxin in the tree."
"Ah, then am I poisoned?" the young man asked nervously, and couldn't help but reach out to grab his arm again.
"You have to check to know. Get in the car and go to the hospital for a check-up. We don't have the equipment here."
"Oh..." the young man responded and stood up. Unexpectedly, he felt dizzy, his hands and feet became weak, and he immediately fell back onto the stool. He didn't feel anything when he was sitting just now, but now that he stood up, he felt unwell all over.
The doctor quickly supported him and handed him a cup of hot water.
"Here, drink some water on the way."
"Did you draw too much blood just now?"
"...I can't rule out this possibility, but I only drew 20 milliliters of blood. You are an adult, so this amount of blood is acceptable to your body."
The young man pursed his lips slightly. His complexion was extremely bad and he looked like he would pass out at any moment.
The doctor helped him lie on a stretcher, but he just kept scratching his arm.
The movements became faster and faster, with more and more force.
More and more blood kept seeping out from the scratched skin, and his hands were covered in blood.
"Hold on, don't grab it."
The doctor held his hand.
"No, it's itchy, it's itchy..."
The young man struggled to free himself from the doctor, his fingers digging deep into his flesh.
“It’s so itchy, so itchy!”
He cried out in agony, and pulled down hard with his fingers sunk into his flesh. Large drops of blood rolled down, soaking the white cloth on the stretcher.
The doctor was startled by his sudden movement, and immediately pulled his hand away and pressed it hard to prevent him from continuing to grab him.
"Hurry, come and help me hold him down!"
"Tie him up!"
“Ah! It’s itchy! It’s so itchy!!”
The young man struggled frantically, veins popped out on his face, his eyes bulged out, and his face looked hideous, like a trapped beast.
The doctor, nurse, and policeman finally transferred him to the ambulance and secured him there, all of them sweating and panting.
“Itchy… Ugh!”
The young man's already slightly protruding eyes suddenly opened wide, and his eyeballs seemed to fall out of their sockets, with large areas of exposed whites covered in bloodshot.
He yelled and fell back into the ambulance, gasping for breath.
It finally calmed down.
However……
"What is that!?"
The nurse exclaimed, pointing at the young man's arm.
…
at the same time.
"Itchy! Itchy!"
"Don't pull me, it's itchy!"
"Mom, I feel so uncomfortable and itchy, can you scratch it for me..."
In the space left by the strange tree, those trapped began scratching their bodies frantically almost at the same time.
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