You're sending max-level players to be cannon fodder?

Just to be on the safe side, Zhong Xun gave the group a thorough emotional support along the way.

The eight adjudicators moved almost in unison, leaning their heads back against the cold, hard car wall. Judging from their suppressed breathing, even through their combat masks, it was not hard to imagine that their mental world had completely taken off.

Xu Hengzhou was the first to finish, and without saying a word, he took out a sobering spray from his pocket and sprayed it twice.

Zhong Xun chuckled: "You can be more confident in your self-control."

Xu Hengzhou's gray eyes looked extremely unreal through the mask, but Zhong Xun still understood a silent feeling filled with a faint sense of death: "With self-control, how could I make such a joke?"

Zhong Xun's name starts with a slight deviation.

Xie Wencheng, who was originally exhausted and impatient from entering and exiting the miasma, was in a great mood as soon as he opened his eyes. He gave Zhong Xun the basic information: "The area is twelve kilometers in radius. The source of pollution is the big banyan tree in the very center. This thing really grows seven or eight meters a day. A lot of saprophytic plants have started to appear around it. Later, a bunch of messy colorful mushrooms grew, increasing in size to twice their normal size. They are impossible to eliminate. Anyone who goes in will experience hallucinations and weaken their mental strength. The spores have recently matured in large quantities. The situation is very dangerous."

Zhong Xun understood: "The closer you are to the banyan tree, the more pronounced the hallucinogenic effect, right?"

"Yes." Xie Wencheng frowned. "I can only get about twenty meters away at most. Any closer and I'll start to have the illusion that I'm a mushroom myself."

"I feel like a chipmunk," another arbitrator added.

Xu Hengzhou finally spoke: "With the spiritual tentacles this time, the distance will definitely be closer."

Xie Wencheng sighed: "This isn't even the worst part. We detected that the pollution concentration of the banyan tree spiked when we were clearing it, heading straight for the critical value. In other words, it will blow us all up if it encounters danger. Once the miasma breaks and the spores fly out, I could be on the dock and shot twice."

Zhong Xun's expression remained unchanged: "We'll talk about it inside."

The entrance to the "malaria" area was heavily guarded by police. Upon seeing the court's vehicle, the yellow line was immediately pulled apart, the car bounced twice, and then slowly came to a stop.

Zhong Xun was the last to get off the bus. Looking up, he could vaguely see a dome under the sky that was slightly shimmering with a seven-colored halo.

"Thanks for your hard work."

Xie Wencheng: "Of course."

After exchanging a few pleasantries, the adjudicators, led by Xu Hengzhou, entered a two-meter-high white vortex one by one. Zhong Xun was protected in the middle. After a brief moment of dizziness, the ground beneath his feet became exceptionally soft, and he could smell the unique odor of saprophytic plants.

Upon opening my eyes, I saw all sorts of amazingly growing plants stretching out in the distance.

Xie Wencheng cursed, "Damn it, this morning it only reached between my legs, and now it's grown all the way to my chest."

Xu Hengzhou turned on the scanner: "The area affected by the miasma is still expanding."

Xu Hengzhou quickly cut down the plants blocking the way. As Zhong Xun passed a place with plenty of moisture, a golden mushroom about half a person's height suddenly made a "bang," and its spores, like a burst of thick fog, were carried away by the wind and drifted into the distance in an instant.

The sky within the miasma presented a rare scene where the sunset and night met, with twinkling stars looking down and the sunset gently embracing the tallest and most lush banyan tree.

The banyan leaves rustled in the breeze, creating a very warm and beautiful scene at first glance.

But in reality, deadly danger has been looming over everyone since they entered. Without a combat mask, poison gas could take down an A-level Alpha in half a minute, and hallucinations and mental interference ignore the mask.

One of the judges suddenly reached out and grabbed at the air.

Xu Hengzhou whispered, "Stay awake, there's nothing there!"

The adjudicator then came to his senses.

As they drew closer, cold sweat poured down their backs. It was a silent, insidious form of mental suppression. By the time they realized it, each strand of their mental energy felt like a sponge soaked with water, making it difficult to even lift itself.

  

"Brother Cheng!" one of the adjudicators suddenly said, trembling, "Do you see snakes crawling on my ankle?"

At first, Xie Wencheng thought it was a hallucination, but when he looked down, it wasn't a snake, but a vine as thick as his wrist. He initially thought he had accidentally stepped into it, but soon, Xie Wencheng realized that the thing could move. "Holy crap..."

"It really is a snake." This guy was terrified of snakes, and his composure immediately crumbled. "Brother Cheng, go back and tell my girlfriend I love her!"

Xu Hengzhou shot the vine off, and the thing, startled, suddenly retreated rapidly into the dense bushes on both sides.

Xie Wencheng said with difficulty, "It wasn't like that before."

"Didn't you say it was growing rapidly?" Zhong Xun said softly, "Generally, these kinds of plant-type pollutants go against their nature and grow all sorts of unbelievable things from their genetic roots. A piece of moving vine is nothing."

Xie Wencheng: "You talk as if you've seen a lot."

Zhong Xun didn't answer. "Let's go."

The lushness of the banyan tree became increasingly clear, and correspondingly, the adjudicators began to encounter various unexpected situations.

One of them suddenly knelt down, crying and saying he wanted to eat the dumplings his mother made.

Zhong Xun extended his spiritual tentacles.

The other person jumped to their feet, asking warily, "What happened to me?"

Xie Wencheng made up a story: "You said you wanted to change your underwear."

Everyone burst into laughter, and the tense atmosphere eased a little.

"Brother Cheng, please stop joking with me."

"Dr. Chung, your tentacles are really amazing, but on the other hand, don't you find them tiring and uncomfortable?"

Zhong Xun paused, wondering how he could explain that he hadn't really felt much along the way, because the "Hidden" within his spiritual sea was already lying there, absorbing the polluted energy that had seeped in, quite comfortably.

"It's uncomfortable too," Zhong Xun said softly. "But your pheromone barrier is very effective, and I have mental tentacles."

Several layers of pheromone barriers protected Zhong Xun. This was something everyone tacitly understood as soon as they entered. After all, anyone with a little common sense knows that in team battles, you must protect the "healer"!

These words, coming from Zhong Xun, were quite inspiring.

Of course, everyone is just appreciating it. After all, the bright moon hangs high in the sky, and it's just something to look at. No one except their leader has the right to appreciate it.

Ten meters further ahead, the top of the banyan tree swayed before Zhong Xun's eyes.

"It's no use," Xie Wencheng stopped and said, "My spores are about to fly out."

Zhong Xun: "..." Still insists that he is a mushroom?

This time, when the adjudicator was arresting people out of thin air, no one stepped forward to remind them.

"Xu Hengzhou, how are you?" Zhong Xun asked.

Xu Hengzhou stood tall and turned around: "Step back."

Upon hearing this, Zhong Xun took a step back.

"Hmm." Xu Hengzhou was quite satisfied: "You stepped on my tail just now."

Zhong Xun: "…………"

The hidden voices within my mind kept groaning, "Oh dear! So nourishing! So nourishing!"

Zhong Xun knew the time had come.

"Conceal yourself. In a moment, I will maximize the activation of my mental tentacles. You should absorb as much of the polluted energy around you as possible to replenish the deficiencies in your mental sea, is that alright?"

"Hidden," a ball suddenly stood up, actually rolling half a circle in place, and said in a serious tone, "Is it finally my turn to play?!"