Chapter 1343： Plants vs. Plants (1/2)

In the small garden covered by countless small white flowers, an invisible wind circled the round table in the center of the garden twice, but this is not the "environmental parameter" simulated by the neural network. In essence, it is a giant tree scaled by Thorin. A space created by the huge nerve node itself 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 the giant tree of Thorin.

After a few seconds, the wind slowly subsided, and Bertila also ended the information exchange with her distal limbs. While stirring the steaming tea in her hands, she looked up at Gawain: "Yes, I can be clear. Perceiving Bertram’s signal response, he brought a group of deformed freaks around the front line, and he was always around my distal root system..."

Having said that, she paused again, squinting her eyes slightly as if she was carefully sensing the signal from a distance, and then said: "I can feel... he is leading his team to dig in the dirt. The fully grown fringe roots put targeted toxins and inhibitors in the groundwater body, and guided the dark root network in the wasteland area to fight my spread... Now he should have become the main commander of the immune barrier of the wasteland , His intervention... is very effective."

Bertila squinted her eyes. She didn't like to praise her enemy, but perceiving Bertram's confrontation with herself, she had to use the words "very effective" to evaluate the opponent's achievements.

"I thought it would be impossible for him to return to the frontline after such a failure. I didn't expect that not only did he come back, but he was also entrusted with a heavy responsibility." Hearing Bertila's words, Gawain couldn't help but frown, "Look. It looks like the "Dark Master" named Borken is not as mean and irritable as you say, he is harsh and widowed. At least he knows how to use a capable loser."

"It may also be that the number of followers around him is limited, and he can't tolerate waste at will," Bertila commented calmly. "Anyway, Bertram's appearance really gave me a'surprise'. Unexpectedly, he still has this ability... It seems that the failure last time gave him enough excitement, making him desperately trying to wash away this shame, and..."

Her expression became a little weird, and the corners of her mouth trembled and continued: "And it seems that he made good use of the last'lessons'. I tried to use mental parasitic methods to dig out information about the wasteland from his mind. This kind of attack actually established the connection in reverse, and now he is leading the team to intercept my remote root system, and the accuracy and efficiency of each action is significantly higher than other dark priests."

"...The predator overcomes the fear instinct at the psychological level, and in turn uses his own fear of natural enemies to actively search for the location of natural enemies..." Gao Wen thoughtfully, "This sounds like a'talent', what do you plan to do? Dealing with such a comeback opponent?"

"To deal with? For predators, the word'food' is not necessary to deal with," Bertila said with undisguised contempt, but she obviously didn't really despise the other party to the point where she didn't even plan. "Please rest assured, 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 come."

The master of the Thorin tree smiled, planning the next beautiful predation activity like an experienced predator, and then she gracefully picked up the steaming teacup and lifted it above her head gracefully. Pour hot tea on his head.

Gao Wen watched this scene with a dazed expression, without even realizing what was happening, then he watched the woman in green dress in front of him suddenly threw the teacup, "Shu" suddenly bounced off the chair, feeling embarrassed. Unbearably grabbing his hair while exclaiming: "Hot, hot..."

At this time, Gao Wen reacted and reminded him on the other side after a few beats: "You are in the neural network...our tea is generally used for drinking..."

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

In the next second, her figure had completely disappeared in front of Gawain, leaving only the empty white flower field and the round table and stool in the center of the flower field. Gawain stood by the table and stared at the direction of Berthila's disappearance for a moment. Only a few images from the memories slowly emerged from the depths of memory. For a long time, he smiled with a complicated expression and shook his head: "It's really an expression I haven't seen in 700 years..."

When the voice fell, his figure disappeared in the flower field, and this "hanging" space specially constructed by the nerve nodes of the giant Thorin tree was plunged into darkness in the neural network.

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Deep in the canopy of the giant tree of Thorin, in the "main consciousness cavity" formed by a large number of wooden structures interlaced with countless vines and leaves, a special type of immersion cabin is quietly operating near the central platform, but its cockpit cover remains In the open state, there is no one inside the cabin, only a large number of nerve fibers that look like fine vines grow from the nearby "floor" and "walls" and grow and cluster around, spreading all the way into the cockpit, using their ends. The suction cup structure is attached to the metal contacts on the seat back.

Suddenly, the nerve fibers entangled and attached to the cockpit twitched, and then quickly separated from the various contacts. In the blink of an eye, they retreated to the shadow of the nearby wooden structure. On the nearby central platform, a The Tuanhua vine wriggled away from the surroundings, and from it emerged Bertila's mimicry avatar. This mimicry avatar blinked after breaking away from the link, seeming to be adapting to the sensory changes from the virtual world to the real world. Completely regain consciousness.

She raised her hand and touched the dry and rough "hair" on the top of her head. The face lacking expression change seemed to be a little frustrated. From the chamber, she muttered, "It's so stupid, I'm so frustrated." So stupid..."

After a while, the frustrated muttering turned into a cold muttering to himself: "This embarrassment should be paid for by Bertram..."

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Bertram suddenly fought a cold war. Although there was no cold wind blowing across the wasteland at this moment, his body, which had been mutated for many years, was not so sensitive to changes in the outside world. But at this time, he still felt a real sense. The "cold" plunged into his own spirit like cold water flowing through his mouth and nose, and this chill made him fully alert for an instant.

This is not an illusion. After many days of activities on the edge of this wilderness, he has already accumulated valuable experience in this area. This chill of the soul is real. It is the sequelae of mental attacks, and it is also his own ability. After committing a series of terrible mistakes, you can still return here and get reused "reliance": this is the mental perception between the predator and the prey.

Unfortunately, he is in the position of prey, and every time this chill hits, it means that the terrifying "predator" who has been alienated to the point of completely out of common sense is sending out a strong hostility towards him, meaning The fangs and claws of the predator are moving in a very dangerous distance nearby.