Samsara Paradise: Dream Weaver of Connections.

Chapter 1353 Taking Preemptive Action

When the dean spoke of betrayal, his nonchalant attitude made Lin Yi glance at him again.

"You used to do this kind of thing often?"

"I've done it, not much, but every time was enjoyable."

"The last guy I betrayed was an old fraud who called himself a prophet. That feeling was more satisfying than winning a battle."

After listening, Lin Yi didn't comment. He simply picked up the bowl of porridge, drank the last mouthful, put the bowl back on the table, and wiped his mouth with the back of his hand. "Let's get down to business. When are we leaving?"

The dean squinted at the rough topographical map in front of him and thought for a few seconds: "At the fastest preparation speed, we can set off the day after tomorrow morning. The allocation of supplies, the assembly of personnel, and the route rehearsal will take at least a whole day. In addition, Millennium is still rushing to produce a batch of special weapons for the alien carapace. That batch will not be tested until tomorrow afternoon. If the test is successful, taking it with us will save a lot of effort."

Lin Yi nodded, pushed the stool back, stood up and walked to the center of the square. He looked at the light coming in through the ventilation opening in the arched ceiling and judged the time: "Then let's do it the day after tomorrow. We'll spend the whole day tomorrow preparing, have a final meeting in the evening to confirm the route and division of labor, and set off at dawn the day after tomorrow."

The dean noted the timeline in his notebook, then closed it, stood up, and dusted off his trousers: "Alright, I'll go back to the war channel and send a notification, instructing them to enter full combat readiness starting tomorrow."

After the dean finished speaking, he went into the passage. Lin Yi stood in the square and watched the dean disappear around the bend in the passage. Then he turned around and walked back to the stone table to sit down.

Bubuwang ran over from the corner of the hall and lay down at his feet, its tail slowly sweeping twice on the ground.

He placed his hand on Bubuwang's back and stroked its fur a couple of times. His fingertips felt a warm, soft touch between the fur fibers. The big dog's breathing was calm and relaxed, and its head rested on his boot with its eyes half-closed.

About half an hour later, a clear notification sound suddenly rang in his mind.

[Announcement: We have successfully acquired 2 Creeping Spirits.]

[Announcement: If War Mission 2 fails, all your contractors will be forcibly executed.]

A clear fluctuation appeared in the air around Lin Yi. The fluctuation was different from that of ordinary spatial teleportation. It was softer and slower, like an invisible stream of water slowly condensing in the air.

After fully manifesting, the transparent fluid hovered about half a person's height above the ground. It had an extremely clear and transparent texture, with no fixed shape on its surface, like a mass of breathing water. Occasionally, a very subtle pale blue light would flash through its interior, and the flow was completely unpredictable.

Lin Yi reached out and approached the fluid. The moment his fingertips touched the surface of the fluid, he felt a cool and soft sensation, somewhat like putting his fingers into a layer of low-temperature gel. The surface of the fluid did not resist at all, automatically enveloping his fingers and then returning to its original state when he pulled his hand back.

【The Creepy Spirit】

Origin: Sith Star (exclusive)

Quality: Special

Type: Unconscious Creature/Props

Effect: The creeping spirit can corrode 'Mist'.

Synopsis: Don't underestimate these unconscious little guys; it was because of their appearance that the aliens were driven out of Sith.

Note: This item is not for sale; ownership has not been obtained, and it can only be transferred to the party to whom it is contracted.

Almost at the same moment, Su Xiao walked out of his makeshift laboratory.

His outer robe sleeves were rolled up above his elbows, and there were several dark traces of medicine on his forearms. He was holding a transparent glass container in his hand, inside which floated another clump of transparent fluid that was exactly the same as the one Lin Yi had received.

Su Xiao walked to the center of the square, stood still, and held the glass container up to the light to observe the state of the fluid inside, confirming that its activity and morphology were within the normal range.

"I've researched the corrosive properties of this thing before. The corrosive effect of the Creepy Spirit on 'Fog' is specific and has almost no effect on other types of energy barriers and physical structures. The Xenomorphs were driven out of Sith because the Creepy Spirit corroded the Xenomorph King's fog defense system. Once the Xenomorph King dies, the entire Xenomorphs will fall into chaos."

"This thing is a key specifically designed to open the alien king's defense line. It's useless elsewhere, but it's absolutely essential when fighting aliens. Two crawling spirits mean we can open up attack channels from two directions at the same time, which is more than twice as forgiving as a single-lane breakthrough."

After listening, Lin Yi checked the status of the wriggling spirit in his spatial equipment, then looked at Su Xiao: "Are you free now?"

"what's up?"

"There's a batch of specially designed weapons targeting alien carapaces being tested over there at Millennium. If it's convenient for you, go take a look and evaluate their performance from your perspective. If you find any problems, point them out on the spot and have them fix them. I can't leave the mission site for too long; the dean has sent a notification to the war channel, so I have to stay here."

"Okay, I'll go."

After saying that, Su Xiao began to inscribe the demon race's teleportation array.

Once this thing is activated, Su Xiao and Lin Yi are not worried that anyone will dare to intercept them on the road.

This is like on a main road, someone might dare to stage an accident involving a car, but absolutely no one would dare to stage an accident involving a Universiade.

After watching Su Xiao leave, Lin Yi returned to the stone table and sat down, then opened the message panel of the war channel and glanced at it.

The message log in the channel had been refreshed by nearly three hundred messages since the announcement of the arrival of the Creeping Spirit. The intervals between each message were so short that it was almost impossible to read them. Everyone spoke several times faster than before, like a group of ants whose nest had been disturbed, quickly shuttling and exchanging signals in the information channel.

Chai Ma (Casual Player): "The Creeping Spirit has arrived? Where is it? The Doctor? Bai Ye? The Dean? Just let me know if anything's missing, I won't be able to sleep tonight." Ronnie (Casual Player): "Requesting to go into battle. Let me kill the Alien King, or be killed by him. I can accept either outcome; fate will decide which one I choose. Oh, and if I get killed, please transfer my inheritance to that guy on page 37 of the channel; I owe him something."

King Kong (a freelancer): "Count me in."

After these three messages were sent, more than a dozen replies of agreement flooded into the channel. Everyone was expressing their anticipation or excitement for the upcoming offensive in their own way. The activity level of the entire channel soared to a level that had not even been reached in the initial stage of the war mission.

Amidst that string of excited speeches, one message was positioned rather subtly, appearing between the speeches of Chaima and Ronnie.

The person who sent the message was a mad doctor. His profile picture was a scalpel with drug residue on it, against a dark red background, making it look like it was taken hastily in a resource-scarce environment.

His speech stood out among a group of madmen shouting that they wanted to charge, fight desperately, and crush the alien king.

"Ahem, I have something to tell you. I'm now the second-in-command of the alien commander, and it seems I'm about to be exposed. I have a chance to meet the alien king in three days. When will the attack begin? I need a precise timeframe to plan my evacuation, and I can also plant something in the alien king's defense system before I leave."

After this message was sent out, the pace of conversation in the channel paused briefly as everyone was processing the information that "the Mad Doctor is now the second-in-command of the Alien Commander."

Then Ronnie was the first to react, replying with a string of question marks below.

"You're the second-in-command among the aliens? You mean you've already infiltrated them?"

The mad doctor replied quickly: "Yes, I made myself a disguise based on the characteristics of alien energy, and I also found some modification drugs to make my body aura similar to that of the fission species. Their identification system mainly relies on aura to distinguish them, and has a very low dependence on visual signals, so as long as the aura matches, they will basically not be detected. For the past two months, I have been doing grassroots work, treating the wounds of those injured earth-walking and fission species. After accumulating enough trust, I was promoted to the position of the commander's second-in-command."

"But I've sensed that the commander is starting to doubt some of my actions. They're not good at reasoning, but their intuition is sharp. In the last two days, I've noticed that the commander looks at me more often when assigning tasks, and there's something off about his eyes. I estimate I can hold out for about three more days. If there's still no action after three days, I'll have to consider withdrawing on my own initiative."

After seeing the Mad Doctor's message, Lin Yi typed and sent a message: "Don't rush, Mad Doctor. Hold your position. Three days is enough. We'll set off the day after tomorrow at dawn, and the attack will begin around the third day. If you can hold out until then, find an opportunity to evacuate before the attack starts. The evacuation signal will be two red signal flares appearing on the south side of the battlefield. If you can't hold out, evacuate in advance. Staying alive is more important than hiding."

The Mad Doctor replied to Lin Yi's message with a simple "Received" followed by a thumbs-up emoji. The emoji seemed a bit out of place in the serious war channel, but when it appeared, several people in the channel followed suit and sent a string of identical thumbs-up emojis. As expected of the Paradise of Reincarnation, everyone was more skilled at using abstract emojis than the last.

After a while, the dean walked back from the arched passageway, his face showing signs of fatigue from communicating with too many people repeatedly, but the lines at the corners of his mouth were relaxed, indicating that the communication had been quite successful.

Just as Lin Yi was about to take a break, the entire Muguang Mission Ground suddenly shook.

Lin Yi and Dean Ben exchanged a glance, and without saying a word, they immediately went to the ground to see what had happened.

A dozen kilometers away from the mission site, at the alien stronghold, a farce had just come to an end amidst the ruins.

A dozen miles away, a cluster of tall stone buildings sits beneath a gray-iron sky. The buildings are not arranged in a regular pattern, but there is a deliberate sense of looseness in the irregularity. Unlike human towns that pursue uniformity of streets and fixed logic of orientation, they are nest structures stacked up based on instinctive needs.

This nesting colony has no walls, because there's no need for them.

Millions of alien troops are stationed in an area of ​​more than ten miles in radius. Such an astonishing density of troops itself constitutes a Great Wall of flesh and blood. Any threat approaching from the outside will be detected by dense patrols and scouts.

Their buildings are generally three to four stories high, and the materials are mainly rough-processed stone, with some gaps filled with dry mud and bone fragments. The walls are covered with a large number of claw marks and dark stains left by friction.

This is Worsinger, the city where the Outer King has resided since the first generation. Every Outer King who has inherited the throne has never left the city walls. The name of this city in their language means a combination of "roots" and "eternity".

At this moment, amidst the ruins of buildings in the western district of Worsinger, a large number of Earthwalker corpses lay sprawled on the ground in a radial pattern. The fatal wounds on each corpse showed extremely high levels of residual energy purity. The edges of the wounds showed no signs of mechanical damage caused by tearing or blunt force, as if a layer of invisible, high-temperature blade had slashed away the gaps in their life force.

The ground in that area was covered with dark burn marks, and the gravel and broken bricks were covered with brittle cracks caused by the high temperature.

A semi-transparent phantom was gradually dissipating in the center of the ruins.

Large swarms of ground-dwelling creatures gathered at the edge of the ruins, converging from all directions. Their fangs gleamed yellowish-white in the twilight, and they emitted low, continuous roars of anger from their throats.

The vibrations from the ground were transmitted through their feet to their limbs, creating a very low-frequency resonance in their roars. The air around the ruins trembled slightly under that resonance.

The attack came too suddenly. Worsinger had been harassed several times in the past two weeks, but none of them had been as ruthless as this. The target was so clear that the Earthwalkers could hardly understand it. They charged directly toward the core area where the Alien King was located, clearing away all the defensive entities in their way, and approached the stone tower where the Alien King was located at an extremely high speed.

Unfortunately, God ultimately failed to break through the fog wall that shrouded the tower.

When the barrier formed by the flowing mist was struck by the high-intensity divine power, it generated a dense energy backflow, like a viscous liquid fabric absorbing the impact and then evenly distributing the impact force across the entire wall, thus forcing the attacker to stop his advance due to energy feedback overload.

Lin Yi turned his gaze away from the distance: "It seems that the Holy God is a little impatient. He went over and tested the waters first."

The dean squinted in the darkness, looking at the fading trace of light in the distance: "What happened? Did He get in?"

"No. If He had succeeded, we would be witnessing the alien riots throughout Worsinger by now, but they've only increased their vigilance there, which means He was stopped by the Mist as He approached the Alien King."

"It seems the fog's defensive capabilities are even higher than I anticipated. Even a god couldn't penetrate it, indicating we underestimated its strength by at least one or two orders of magnitude. The good news is that the existence of the crawling spirits has been further confirmed, meaning the fog isn't a major obstacle for us." (End of Chapter)