Above the gray fog

"It should be soon, don't worry." Baker could only scratch his head in this situation. He hadn't been out for a long time. He just heard that in recent years, the tribes have been open and the scope of activities of various tribes has expanded. However, the area of ​​the gray fog is larger. Even if there are countless races, it is not easy to encounter.

"If we can't find it, let's go back to outer space. We have been wandering in the gray fog for half a year. I can stay outside for two years at most. Otherwise, next... you lead the way? Maybe my luck is not good." Baker said hesitantly, scratching his head constantly.

"It's okay, you continue to lead the way. Sequence 7 Evil Fall is not that easy to find. It's normal not to find it in 10 or 8 years." Lin Shan comforted him.

"Indeed." Baker nodded in agreement, "The main reason is that the way we came out is wrong. We should borrow the carrier from the Shan tribe and let it mark a direction for us. This way, the probability can be higher."

"Looking like a headless fly requires a lot of luck. I have always had bad luck." Shell laughed dryly.

"Bad luck?" Lin Shan fell into deep thought, pondering this sentence. Luck really exists in this world. There are people with good luck, such as Wu Wang.

There must be people with bad luck. He has not seen people with bad luck yet. Could Baker be one of them?

After walking hundreds of millions of miles without seeing any living creatures, although it is a bit unlucky, it is not too outrageous. After all, the gray fog is so thick, the specific situation remains to be seen.

"Next... let's go in this direction." Lin Shan pointed in a direction and said.

"Okay, let's go as you said." Baker nodded.

The two turned around and moved forward again.

Half a day later.

Baker's ears suddenly moved, "There is a discovery!"

"Well, I saw it." Lin Shan nodded, and then looked at Baker strangely. It seems that in the 8-degree empty prison... the various races are indeed very active.

Following Baker for hundreds of millions of kilometers without seeing any living creatures, it is really a ghost.

In Lin Shan's spiritual vision, there were strange aircraft passing through the sky. The speed of the aircraft was not too fast, flying forward at a speed of less than 200 meters per second, which was far from the maximum speed of scale 8 Sky Prison.

"Follow up, this should be a caravan." Lin Shan said.

These aircraft were black boxes with four nozzles under the box, which could spray blue flames for the suspension of the aircraft. There was a row of large nozzles at the back, which should be used to propel the black box forward.

"Is there anything that can shield the signal and avoid the radar of the caravan?" Lin Shan looked at Baker.

"Yes, these aircraft should only be the product of the second-level civilization, and the search radar on them is easy to avoid." Baker took out an oval silver object from his chest pocket and pressed the only button on it.

The oval silver object began to flash blue and white light, and Baker pulled out an antenna from the top.

"Okay, this is a simple signal shielding device, and the second-level civilization will never be able to break it." Baker said.

"Hmm..." Lin Shan nodded slightly, and with a red light flashing, he teleported with Baker to the top of the last aircraft.

'Divination' eliminated their presence, and the signal blocker blocked the search of the technological devices for them. The two of them were now invisible.

Lin Shan looked at the aircraft under his feet, which was very simple and had very low technological content.

He had a chubby optical brain, and his own level of mastery of technology was actually not low, but technology was too time-consuming and material-consuming, and the various equipment was also very fancy, so he didn't want to spend extra time on it.

Warriors who rely on technology to gain powerful combat power are basically supported by their races and have backgrounds.

It is very difficult for a person to go through the path of technological ascension. He has no race to rely on. The only way he can go is to be extraordinary. Although this path is also difficult, it is much less dependent on races than technological ascension.

"This ship... seems to be transporting living things." Baker said in surprise.

Lin Shan stretched out his hand to the bottom, and the next second, a red mushroom girl appeared in his hand.

The mushroom girl was about 1.2 meters tall. She was called a mushroom girl because she had a red mushroom on her head. She had no hair and had a very pretty face according to the human aesthetics.

Her wrists and ankles were locked with an iron chain.

"Isn't this the Red Mushroom Tribe? Are there still people selling Red Mushroom Tribes?" Baker poked the red mushroom on the mushroom girl's head with his hand. The mushroom girl shrank her neck in fear, but did not struggle.

"Red Mushroom Tribe? Is this tribe often enslaved and sold?"

"Well, the Red Mushroom Tribe was popular for a while. They are the best currency. They are very weak and have almost no temper. They are very obedient. They are the best choice for servants. There was a group of them in my cat tribe before. However, a powerful person appeared in the Red Mushroom Tribe and was promoted to Sequence 5. Many civilizations that bought and sold Red Mushroom Tribe people were retaliated by her. At that time, the Human Circle Arbitration Agency was still there. She was Sequence 5 and was qualified to attend the meeting. After a meeting, the Human Circle Arbitration Agency explicitly prohibited all tribes from using Red Mushroom slaves as currency in transactions."

"After that, the Red Mushroom Clan was rarely seen. By the way, the Red Mushroom Clan is a branch of the Plant Clan. They do not belong to the Ten Thousand Clans, have no clan land, and are scattered throughout the gray fog world. Most of them live in the woods in large groups. They are very special. Unlike other plant clans, they are not born extraordinary. They can rely on special reproduction methods to plant their offspring in mushrooms and grow them in large groups. Many powerful clans have relied on this method to continuously create the Red Mushroom Clan. Because of the Red Mushroom Clan's super strong reproductive ability, they can become currency and superior slaves."

"Because they can produce ordinary Red Mushroom Clan members in batches, they cannot carry the characteristics that have dissipated in the void like other plant clans. Their promotion method is very simple. They directly eat the characteristics, either die or be promoted, so they can also be trained into servants with combat power."

"Well..." Lin Shan nodded slightly, looking at the Red Mushroom girl in his hand who was afraid but did not struggle.

This clan has a very high plasticity. They can be trained into slaves or combat power. The most important thing is... they have no resistance at all.

"A girl who grew out of a mushroom." Lin Shan muttered to himself, and his mental power invaded the body of the mushroom girl, and indeed he saw some fibers that were unique to plants.

"What do they eat?" Lin Shan suddenly asked.

"I don't know, I haven't raised one, you can ask her, the red mushroom tribe is very docile." Baker replied.

"What do you eat?" Lin Shan asked with mental power.

The mushroom girl opened her lips slightly, and said in a very soft and comfortable voice, "Water... green leaves and sunshine."

This is the second race that Lin Shan encountered that needs to bask in the sun to survive. The first one is the grass spirit tribe. As a branch of the plant tribe, the grass spirit tribe is more special. Not only does it have a tribe land, but it doesn't even need to drink water. Maybe this is why the grass spirit tribe has dry skin, while the red mushroom tribe is more tender...

Lin Shan sent the mushroom girl back to the cabin, sat cross-legged on the aircraft and waited quietly.

How to deal with such things... He felt a little sympathetic towards the mushroom girl, but the mushroom girl was from the plant tribe. The Ten Thousand Tribes and the Plant Tribes were absolutely opposed. The Ten Thousand Tribes enslaved the Red Mushroom Tribe just like the human race raised cattle and horses, except that they were more beautiful and more valuable. Even the Human Circle Arbitration Agency ordered the prohibition of using the Red Mushroom Tribe as a trading currency because of the strength of the Red Mushroom Tribe, not out of sympathy.

Lin Shan looked at Baker next to him.

Logically, Baker, who was full of humanity, should have more sympathy for the Red Mushroom Tribe, but Baker's eyes were full of indifference. He had become accustomed to this world.

Lin Shan looked forward calmly.

If the world is wrong, before I have the power to correct the world's mistakes... let me and the world go wrong together.