A Million Possible

The first batch of "enemies" disappeared without a trace, which made Cheng Lin, who was planning to watch a serious battle, feel a little unpleasant.

At the same time, he also recognized the power of "grouping" operations. Indeed, this new arrangement method sacrifices coordination and flexibility, but it also has another kind of destructive power that can be called terror.

After a brief silence, the team continued to set off. In the next period of time, they encountered several "dangers". Let's call it this way. From Cheng Lin's point of view, this is really crushing.

Through several battles, everyone has a certain understanding of the enemy in this projection: most of the energy response is around mid-rank, the attack method is weird, but the defense is not strong.

After several adjustments, the attack is no longer so wasteful, but the same effect can be achieved.

There are not many plants in the Gobi, and the field of vision is wide, often at a long distance, which will be discovered and warned by the sensory system, and there will be plenty of time to cope.

Cheng Lin personally saw a row of dozens of moving Populus-like trees burned and cut off, and also saw the petals of a wild flower spray out like a sharp knife, covering the area, and finally being uprooted...

These dead bodies were also transported to the back of the team for sampling and collection by those in the research institute.

And Cheng Lin's wing never even had a chance to shoot.

After a few hours of doing nothing like this, the day was dark, and when the command center announced that he would rest and eat, Cheng Lin had not touched any plants.

"Rest! Rest in place!"

Someone shouted in the desolate Gobi, and the team of more than two thousand people shrank into a circle under the command.

Immediately, some practitioners took out the improved version of the light-heat stove from the storage ring and lit it, so a group of "bonfires" lit up in the vast wilderness.

Cheng Lin sat down with the rest of the cultivator in the flanking array.

At this time, the huge fireball on the edge of the western sky has already fallen, the red clouds have dissipated, and the air has become much cooler. Fortunately, the season in the projection seems to be midsummer, so it will not be cold.

"Pattern."

Sitting on the muddy ground swept by flames, Cheng Lin saw the light-heating stove in front of him being pushed aside.

Then light and heat smeared his front.

The cultivators next to them took out the kettle and high-calorie food from the storage ring and ate them slowly and chatted.

In contrast, the physical and elemental cultivators in the distance that exert a lot of effort during the day tend to be more crude.

"When can we put us on as the main force? It has been idle for a whole afternoon, and I haven't gotten any feats..." A cultivator next to him swallowed a compressed biscuit, choked and drank his mouth quickly. , Complained.

"Then you have to listen to the above arrangement, but I think we should play a role next, here, we will leave the Gobi immediately." The other person moved forward.

Cheng Lin also looked over, agreeing with this in his heart.

Right now, a group of people have come to the edge of this Gobi, well, the speed is a bit slow.

After all, just entering the projection, even if the enemy encountered temporarily has not survived a few rounds of fire, but the caution should not be lost, and some research and specimen collection have also slowed down the progress.

When the rest is over, I will probably go deep into the forest sea ahead.

Cheng Lin thought in his heart, did not speak, just looked at the central command post, and looked at the cultivators in power armor walking over there.

For the whole afternoon, there was no movement there.

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The area in front of the center of the bonfire camp, where the largest "photothermal stove" burns, is also the most conspicuous here.

The cultivators of the first division walked, or sat and lie, talked and laughed with each other, and the atmosphere was not tense.

"Dean Wu." Suddenly, Wu Mingxun, the leader of the research team accompanying him, walked over and attracted many people to say hello. The latter nodded slightly, and then walked forward and stood by the "bonfire" with his hands on his back, looking towards the dark forest ahead. That figure.

"Shi Sishou, this is our analysis report." Wu Mingxun's glasses on the bridge of his nose reflected the shadow of a burning lamp, and he passed a document in his hand.

Shi Shengcun suddenly realized the arrival of the other party. He smiled apologetically, took it quickly, and explained: "Thinking about something, a little distracted, Dean Wu has worked hard."

"It should be." Wu Mingxun smiled.

Then I saw Shi Shengcun stretched out his hand to read the report, nodded, and questioned: "The plants killed have extremely high levels of psychic energy?"

"Yes, it is much higher than on the earth. It mainly refers to the sap in which the purity is not lower than our injections. Of course, this is only limited to those aggressive plants. There is no obvious abnormality in ordinary ones. Well, we even do After an experiment, it was found that it can be consumed directly, with low toxicity, and can be used as a medicine." Wu Mingxun carefully explained, and at the end, added a sentence, "Of course, because of the experimental conditions, more specific component analysis cannot be done."

"Enough, this is a very important discovery!" Shi Shengcun shook hands with Professor Wu, and solemnly sent him away. He soon issued the document to a team leader, and then turned his eyes to the forest ahead.

"Is there a danger ahead?" Suddenly, Liang Jing walked over from a distance and asked in a low voice.

Shi Shengcun nodded, shook his head, and smiled: "Where is there no danger in this place?"

Seeing that Liang Jing was a little embarrassed, he said gently:

"It is indeed more dangerous than here. Obviously, many plants in this projection have powerful and weird powers, and the forest environment will only be stronger, so I am thinking about whether to change the way of exploration."

"what?"

"You see, the terrain was wide before, so you can lay out several layers of arrays and give orders at the same time to conduct a concentrated fire attack, but when you enter the forest, the environment becomes cramped, the field of view is restricted, and the personnel positions will be adjusted, so some changes must be made. ."

After speaking, after a pause, Shi Shengcun turned his head back:

"I'm going to find the way. You lead the team to walk along the path I marked. This is safer and the efficiency should be higher."

Pathfinder? Liang Jing was stunned when he heard this word, and instinctively wanted to oppose it.

But after thinking about the opponent's 8-Rank combat power and both perception ability, it seemed that there was no reason to stop him, so he nodded.

Immediately asked: "Is there anything else needed?"

"Need," a smile suddenly appeared on Shi Shengcun's face, "I need an assistant, um, an assistant who is above the fifth rank and has no shortcomings in every aspect."

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Next to the hot stove, when Cheng Lin was chewing the chocolate bar leisurely and chatting with other people at random, suddenly, everyone next to him closed their mouths and looked behind him.

Cheng Lin's eyes moved slightly, and he turned around, and saw a cultivator who hadn't seen it before coming over: "Are you Cheng Lin from Jiu Si?"

The man's gaze swept around, and finally fixed on him.

"Anything?" Cheng Lin Zhuangruo asked casually.

The latter nodded and said, "There is a mission."

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