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Zhao Tianyang, Zhang Zhiqiang and other survivors were tasked with helping Yang Bei collect important intelligence, so they used the materials at hand to make simple but practical observation equipment early on.

With these homemade tools, they were able to clearly see the terrifying scene of the surging rat tide.

From a distance, the dense and overwhelming army of rats seemed to form an endless black wave, which was terrifying.

The many survivors gathered here couldn't help but feel worried when faced with such a horrifying scene.

"This... Can we really withstand their attacks?" Such questions arose one after another among the crowd, and many survivors held such concerns.

At this moment, the atmosphere on the scene was extremely solemn. Everyone's brows were tightly furrowed, and they were full of anxiety and fear about the upcoming situation.

However, unlike ordinary survivors, several leaders headed by Zhang Zhiqiang appeared relatively calm.

Zhang Zhiqiang said calmly, "Everyone, just relax. Our boss has already come out in person, so how can there be any problem that cannot be solved?"

He paused, then pointed to the battlefield in the distance where the fierce fighting was going on and continued to analyze: "You see, although the number of these mutant rats is astonishing, they have been attacking for a long time, but they are still all firmly blocked by the milky white tree roots.

Not only that, the corpses of mice that died under the tree roots will eventually be transformed into excellent nutrients to nourish the growth of milky white tree roots.

From this, it can be seen that the outcome of this battle has already been determined! "

It has to be admitted that Zhang Zhiqiang's insight into the battle situation is unparalleled and his level of detail is astonishing. Anyone who has heard his analysis of the situation will involuntarily feel a strong sense of confidence in their hearts.

Every detail on the battlefield could not escape his eagle-like eyes.

Especially those seemingly insignificant mutant mouse corpses, which were all silently swallowed up by the mysterious milky white tree.

This milky white tree seemed to have life. As it continued to absorb the corpses, its own strength was also rising.

So, how did Zhang Zhiqiang know that this milky white tree was gradually becoming stronger?

It turns out that every time the milky white roots of the milky white tree, like tentacles, successfully take the body of the polluted object into their bag, the body of the tree will quietly grow at a speed visible to the naked eye.

When they first arrived here, the milky white tree was only two meters tall, like a young child. However, now it has grown to a height of two meters and two meters, and its figure has become more upright.

Not only that, the original range covered by the roots of the milky white tree was only two kilometers, but now it has expanded to two thousand two hundred meters. The expansion of its sphere of influence undoubtedly demonstrates the improvement of its strength.

Since their current task was to observe closely, all these details that were easily overlooked by others fell into Zhang Zhiqiang's eyes.

There is no doubt that these subtle changes are the most powerful evidence that the milky white tree is growing and becoming stronger.

When Zhang Zhiqiang's voice was heard, it was like a stream of clear spring water flowing into the hearts of everyone present, and the originally restless crowd gradually calmed down.

Everyone's eyes turned to him, revealing their trust and reliance on this leader.

At this moment, people's tense nerves relaxed a little, because judging from the scene before them, although those mutant rats with hideous faces and exposed fangs came with great force, they were unable to break through the defense line and attack here.

As long as this situation can be maintained, everyone's life safety should not be threatened for the time being.

Among this group of people, there are not only the survivors who arrived here with Yang Bei, but also another group of survivors who are closely watching the every move of the mutant rat army. This group of survivors is from District 8.

Zhang Song stared at the screen of the drone in his hand, not daring to slack off. The picture on the screen clearly showed the group of white mutant rats surging like a tide, and their number was staggering.

With years of experience, Zhang Song keenly realized that something was wrong.

So, he reported his discovery to his boss, Zhou Dashan, without hesitation.

Zhou Dashan rushed to the scene with a group of people in a hurry, wanting to find out what had happened here as soon as possible.

He was full of curiosity, and was particularly eager to know whether this mysterious milky white tree could still hold its ground and stand firm in the face of the creepy army of mutant rats?
So he began to observe with full concentration.

However, after only a short while, Zhou Dashan couldn't help but take a breath, and a strong feeling of shock surged in his heart.

The army of mutant rats launched round after round of ferocious attacks like a surging tide, but no matter how hard they tried, they could not break through the solid defense line built by the milky white trees.

All the mutant rats that tried to break in were ruthlessly blocked outside without exception.

Looking at the scene in front of him, Zhou Dashan's eyes lit up and he was secretly envious: "Oh my! This is really a rare treasure! It's a pity that it doesn't belong to me."

You know, through communication with Zhang Song, he had already learned that this milky white tree belonged to Yang Bei.

But at this moment, Zhou Dashan couldn't help but wonder in his heart - since this treasure can recognize its owner, then why did it choose Yang Bei instead of himself?

Don’t you think I don’t have that blessing?
If this small milky white tree emitting charming luster really belongs to him, then he can undoubtedly use this tree to build an indestructible and extremely powerful survivor base!
In his imagination, as long as he successfully took possession of this milky white tree, his future development would definitely surpass Yang Bei and become the focus of everyone's attention.

At this moment, he stared intently at the shocking scene on the screen where the milky white tree was running rampant and sweeping away thousands of enemies, with greed in his eyes that was hard to conceal.

However, although his heart was filled with desire, Zhou Dashan did not completely lose his mind.

He knew very well that with his current ability and strength, it would be a pipe dream to get his hands on this mysterious and powerful milky white tree.

However, nothing is absolute. Perhaps, as long as he is given a suitable opportunity, everything is possible.

Thinking of this, Zhou Dashan slowly turned his gaze to Zhang Song and asked, "I remember that all the beasts in the zoo seemed to have mutated and become extremely powerful. Is that right?"

Zhang Song's heart trembled slightly when he heard the boss' sudden question.

He keenly caught a clue from Zhou Dashan's words, and roughly guessed in his mind what actions Zhou Dashan might take next.

To be honest, Zhang Song did not actually agree with Zhou Dashan's upcoming plan, and was even a little worried.

But at this moment, as a younger brother, he knew very well that he was in a humble position and had no right to interfere too much in the boss's decision, so he could only stand there silently and wait for Zhou Dashan to continue speaking.

"Boss! After careful investigation, we found that there are indeed seventh-order mutants among those ferocious beasts, and even eighth-order mutants have appeared!" Zhang Song reported the situation to Zhou Dashan with a worried look on his face, and his words revealed deep fear. "However, think about it, boss, those beasts are not something we can afford to provoke easily..." Zhang Song tried his best to use euphemistic words to express his true thoughts, hoping that Zhou Dashan could consider the matter carefully.

Unfortunately, Zhou Dashan didn't seem to listen to Zhang Song's advice. He frowned slightly, a cunning look flashed in his eyes, and he said slowly: "Of course we won't take the initiative to provoke them, but what if we can find a way to lure these beasts to that guy's territory? In this way, wouldn't we not have to confront the beasts head-on, and it is possible to achieve our goal?"

Hearing this, Zhang Song couldn't help but take a deep breath and shook his head, "No, Boss! You know, it's already so difficult for that guy to deal with just one seventh-order mutant rat king. If he is forced to face more seventh-order mutants or even more powerful eighth-order mutants, I dare to assert that he will definitely not be able to hold on!"

Zhou Dashan didn't care. He raised his mouth and showed a confident smile: "Humph, that's why we have an opportunity! As long as we successfully lure the beasts over, let them fight with that guy, and we take the opportunity to take away the milky white tree, all problems will be solved.

Once we have this magical tree, our base will be impregnable and our safety will be greatly improved. By then, will we still be worried that we won't be able to attract more survivors to join us?"

As he spoke, Zhou Dashan turned to look at Zhang Song, his eyes full of expectation and temptation, and continued: "Besides, Zhang Song, didn't you always talk about wanting to go to District 1?

As long as we can successfully capture this milky white tree, maybe we will have a chance to fulfill your wish!"

After saying that, Zhou Dashan narrowed his eyes again and stared at Zhang Song closely, as if waiting for him to make the final decision.

Originally, Zhang Song was naturally strongly opposed to this proposal.

After all, the risks and uncertainties involved are too great. Any carelessness may lead to the failure of the entire operation and even put everyone in an irretrievable situation.

However, when he heard what Zhou Dashan said, a ripple appeared in his heart.

For a moment, he was silent, because it was undeniable that deep down in his heart, he had always been full of curiosity and yearning for the survivors' base in Area 1.

After a long silence, Zhang Song finally opened his mouth again and said, "Boss, even if we really want to do this, how can we lead those mutants to the ninth district?"

Although he had acquiesced to this risky move to some extent, he was still unsure about successfully luring all those brutal and powerful mutants to District 9.

After all, this is not an easy task. Even if there is just a slight mistake or error, the consequences may be unimaginable.

Therefore, the most critical issue is that they must come up with a practical and feasible solution as soon as possible.

Zhou Dashan looked at Zhang Song, who was worried, with a confident smile on his face. He then reached out and gently patted his shoulder and comforted him, "Don't worry, brother! Regarding this, I already have a plan to deal with it. As long as you can control the drone well, it will be fine."

As soon as he finished speaking, Zhou Dashan turned his head, narrowed his eyes slightly and stared at the milky white tree emitting a mysterious light on the screen in front of him, as if he was thinking about some extremely important plan.

……

District 9 was now in chaos and crisis.

The army of mutant rats launched a fierce attack like a surging tide.

On the broad and deserted street north of the Ninth District, a horrific scene was unfolding.

At every sewer intersection, it was as if a door to hell had been opened, and large numbers of mutant rats poured out continuously and endlessly.

They quickly occupied the entire street, their dense crowds were creepy and there was almost no place to stand.

The number of these mutant rats is simply beyond imagination, like a flood that breaks through the dam, one wave after another, never stopping.

Even though a large number of mutated rats had died under the Chaos Saplings, and even their corpses had been quickly refined, the subsequent mutated rats showed no fear and continued to charge forward desperately like crazy.

What's even more terrifying is that as these mutant rats rushed forward desperately, the aura emanating from the mutant rat king hidden deep in the rat swarm was getting stronger at an alarming rate.

It turned out that those ordinary mutant rats who rushed towards the Chaos Saplings recklessly, each of them launched the final attack with the determination to die.

In the last moments of their lives, they tried every possible means to take a bite of the mysterious white roots.

Once it successfully bites the tree roots, the mutant rat king's aura will become stronger.

This strange phenomenon makes the situation more critical, like an unstoppable nightmare.

However, how could the self-righteous mutant rat king know?
It had been kept in the dark and had no idea that the Chaos Seedlings were growing at an alarming rate.

The Chaos Sapling, which was originally only two meters and two centimeters tall, has now quietly grown to a huge two meters and five centimeters tall.

In these short three hours, the mutant rat king's combat power also increased from the initial 175,000 to 180,000.

But compared with Yang Bei, it pales in comparison.

Because at the same time, Yang Bei's combat power soared like a rocket, from 220,000 all the way to 250,000!

At this moment, both sides had their own plans in mind, attempting to increase their own strength by devouring the other.

However, in terms of the current situation, Yang Bei clearly has the upper hand. If the fight continues to stalemate, the final winner will undoubtedly be Yang Bei.

What a pity, the stupid mutant rat king was completely unaware of such crucial information.

Yang Bei was calm and not anxious at all.

He was like a steady mountain, standing quietly there, and even sitting cross-legged leisurely.

He just closed his eyes slightly, formed seals with his hands, and began to use all his strength to make in-depth deductions and analyses of the magical Void Skynet with the help of the mysterious power continuously released by the Chaos Sapling.

He knew very well that if he could master this powerful sensing method as soon as possible, he would be able to locate the locations of pollutants hidden in the dark more quickly and accurately.

With this ability to rely on, he will be more at ease when dealing with various crises in the future.

So at this moment, he was completely focused on the research of the Void Skynet, quietly waiting for the mutant rat king to lose control of his temper and take action first... (End of this chapter)