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Chapter 1343 Vegetative vs. Vegetative

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    In the small garden covered with countless white flowers, an invisible wind circled twice around the round table in the center of the garden, but this was not an "environmental parameter" simulated by the neural network - in fact, it was a piece of grassland.  A space created by Lin Jushu's large-scale neural nodes is attached to the network in the form of an independent visitor area, and the wind blowing through this sea of ??flowers is essentially the "thinking" of Lin Jushu.

    After a few seconds, the wind slowly weakened, and Bertila also ended the communication with her distal limbs. While stirring the steaming tea in her hand, she looked up at Gawain: "Yes, I can clearly  The ground sensed Bertram's signal response, and he led a group of deformed monsters around the front line, and they were always around my far-end root system"

    At this point, she paused again, narrowed her eyes slightly, and seemed to be carefully sensing the signal coming from the distance again, and then said: "I can feel He is leading his team to dig out my remaining remains in the soil.  The marginal roots that have not fully grown, put targeted toxins and inhibitors in the underground water body, and guide the dark root network in the wasteland to fight against my spread Now he should have become the main immune barrier in the wasteland.  The commander, his intervention was very effective.¡±

    Bertila narrowed her eyes. She didn't like to praise her enemies, but sensing the confrontation between Bertram and herself, she had to use the words "very effective" to evaluate the opponent's results.

    "I thought that after experiencing such a failure, it would be impossible for him to return to the front line. Unexpectedly, not only did he come back, but he was also entrusted with an important task." Listening to Bertila's words, Gawain couldn't help but frown, "Look  It seems that the 'Dark Grand Priest' named Borken is not as mean, irritable, and harsh as you said - at least he knows how to take advantage of a capable loser."

    "It may be that the number of followers around him is limited and he cannot be wasted at will," Bertila commented calmly, "In any case, Bertram's appearance did give me a 'surprise'. I had never thought of it before."  I didn¡¯t expect that he still has this ability It seems that the last failure gave him enough stimulation to make him desperately want to wash away this shame, and"

    Her expression became a little weird, and the corner of her mouth trembled as she continued: "And it seems that he made good use of the 'lesson' from last time - I tried to use mental parasitism to dig out information about the wasteland from his mind.  This attack actually established a connection in reverse, and now he leads the team to intercept my remote root system, and the accuracy and efficiency of each action are significantly higher than other dark priests."

    "Have the prey overcome the psychological fear instinct, and in turn use their 'fear of natural enemies' to actively search for the location of natural enemies" Gao Wen thoughtfully said, "This sounds like a 'talent', you  How do you plan to deal with such a comeback opponent?"

    "To deal with? For predators, 'food' is not the word 'to deal with'," Bertila said with undisguised contempt in her tone, but she obviously did not really despise the other party to the point of not even making a plan.  , "Don't worry, I have prepared the best trap for him and his monster minions. Since he is so interested in the secrets buried deep underground, let him do it."

    The dominant consciousness of Thorin's giant tree smiled, planning the next wonderful hunting activity like a sophisticated predator. Then she elegantly picked up the steaming teacup, raised it gracefully above her head, and gracefully  Pour hot tea on your head.

    Gawain looked at this scene in bewilderment, without even realizing what was happening. Then he watched the woman in the green dress in front of him suddenly throw away the tea cup, and suddenly jumped up from the chair, looking embarrassed.  Pulling her hair unbearably, she exclaimed: "Hot, hot, hot"

    It was only then that Gao Wen came to his senses and reminded the other side a few beats later: "You are in the neural network Our tea is usually for drinking"

    "I'm used to watering" Bertila pulled her wet hair and stood in the flower field and looked up at Gawain. As her figure quickly faded, she said quickly, "I'll go back and continue with the advancement plan!!"

    The next second, her figure had completely disappeared in front of Gawain, leaving only an empty white flower field and a round table and round stool in the center of the flower field. Gawain stood beside the table and stared at the direction in which Bertila disappeared for a moment.  Some of the scenes in his memories slowly emerged from the depths of his memory. After a long time, he smiled with a complicated expression and shook his head: "It's really an expression I haven't seen in seven hundred years"

    As the words fell, his figure also disappeared into the flower field. This "anchored" space specially constructed from the nerve nodes of Thorin's giant tree fell into darkness in the neural network.

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    Thorin Giant Tree?The only thing you can be proud of.

    This even slightly diluted the shame and resentment he accumulated after that failure.

    At the same time, deep in the dark and corrupt wasteland, a fierce confrontation that ordinary people could not see had quickly erupted and intensified following Bertram's instructions.

    The roots belonging to the distal limbs of Thorin's giant tree encountered a strong blockage in the process of spreading southward. Some of the root structures that had just grown and had not yet had complete combat capabilities were strangled in the process of maturation, leaving them in pieces.  The earth died between the soil and the underground river, and the dark root network from the direction of the wasteland immediately launched a rapid "encirclement and suppression". Some kind of chilling friction and crawling sounds were heard between the underground caves and tunnels.  Echoing, a large number of living vines crawled in the darkness, intertwining into a surrounding network while releasing various toxins and tiny "biological soldiers" around them. There were also thin vines that mimicked the roots of Thorin and spread and grew all the way to the north  ¡­

    Thorin¡¯s root system¡¯s counterattack also came soon, and the attack methods were no less numerous than those of his opponents. The root network belonging to the dark priests began to necrotic in large areas in the border areas

    And these necrotic root tissues have already transmitted enough intelligence content to Bertram before they died completely.

    "The counterattack is very rapidconcentrated and continuous thinking pulsesnerve signals are converging towards the eastern region"

    In the cold wilderness, Bertram led the team to quickly move to the target location while carefully sensing the information coming from below. Suddenly, a joy filled his heart.

    At the same time as this joy surged up, he was also feeling the increasingly obvious and intense "predator aura". This predator aura brought him almost instinctive fear - two completely opposite things.  The emotions impacted his already abnormal spirit, and the process of repeatedly tearing at his consciousness only made Bertram even more excited. An abnormal excitement made him shout loudly to his followers: "We have caught the big guy.  It¡¯s over! Compatriots, we¡¯ve caught it!¡±

    "Priest, you mean" A low-level dark priest was stunned for a moment, then quickly responded, "You mean what we captured this time is the 'thinking organ'?"

    "Yes, I sensed those strong thought pulses and the nerve signals that are constantly gathering towards the target location. We caught it," Bertram said through gritted teeth (although he no longer has teeth),  "The truth behind that crazy woman's ability to extend her consciousness to such a long distance and to easily control such a huge body by herself We finally caught her thinking auxiliary organ!"

    As he spoke, he had already sensed that he had arrived near the target location - he immediately ordered his followers to stop to prevent falling into a trap.

    Excited as he was, Bertram still maintained his basic judgment and calmness. He knew how cunning the "ancient saint" named Bertila was, and he also knew that there is no unreasonable good luck in this world - okay  , maybe it existed, but he didn't believe that such a thing would fall on him.

    The target was right ahead, but he didn't dare to rush over and dig down rashly. Who knew what the crazy woman had prepared there? Maybe after he ran over, a big hole opened in the ground, and there was a cloth underneath.  What about the stomach pouch, full of sharp teeth and digestive juices?

    "Priest, how do we get there?" the low-level dark priest asked from the side.

    Bertram did not respond, but secretly connected with the underground root network that was fighting fiercely with the enemy. A moment later, a rumbling sound suddenly came out from the ground near him, and then the thick soil and rocks were blown away.  The force in the ground tore a gap, and a sloping "passage" leading to the ground, surrounded by countless living vines and root supports, appeared in his eyes.

    "I suspect that crazy woman has prepared a trap for us, but it doesn't matter - we will slowly push through under the cover of the root network. No matter what she prepares underground, we will dismantle it all the way!"

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