As soon as this said, everyone was surprised.

The young man was wearing a black uniform with a tilted collar, looking only about twenty years old. Leng Shanhong rushed over and held the paper in his hand. Her movements scared the young man, and he asked hesitantly: "Commander..."

"It's okay." Leng Shanhong patted his shoulder, "It's done well."

"I should have done it." The young man saluted.

"Brana..." Leng Shanhong slowly read the place name on the paper.

"Where is Brana?" Mo Yun asked.

"It's a distance from going to the island. If it's a "challenger", it will take about four hours of flight." The young man replied respectfully.

Connor also came out and asked, "Is there any clue?"

Leng Shanhong handed him the paper.

Connor glanced at him, "There are humans who can immunize spores? This is really a place to search through the iron shoes, and it takes no time to get it. Is that what I said?"

"Not bad." Mo Yun nodded.

"Haha, it seems that I am good at learning Chinese." Conner smiled with satisfaction.

"Is this source of information reliable?" Leng Shanhong asked the young man.

"Absolutely reliable," said the young man. "Since the outbreak of phytochemical disease, we have been trying to get in touch with the world. The one we just responded to is Brana City, where they can already accept the signal source stably."

“Do you have coordinates?”

"Yes." The young man nodded.

"Very good, then let's go now." Leng Shanhong clenched her fists. After a while, she seemed to remember that there were two people standing next to her, and turned her head awkwardly, "What do you think?"

"Yes." Mo Yun nodded.

"I have no objection." Connor said, holding his arms.

Leng Shanhong's shoulders collapsed and she seemed to breathe a sigh of relief. Then she turned her head and looked at the young man who was conveying the information, and placed her hand on his shoulder. The young man seemed to be surprised and took a step back.

"That...what's your name?"

"Barry Lund." The young man blinked.

"Very good, Barry, after I leave, you will be in charge of the base, right?"

"I……"

"This is an order." Leng Shanhong said.

"Yes!" The young man straightened his chest.

"Let's prepare and set off in ten minutes!" Leng Shanhong walked into the command room, began to pack her luggage and check her equipment. Mo Yun and Connor had nothing to prepare, so they just stood outside in the corridor waiting for her.

"Brother Yun, do you still remember the purpose of our "New Century"?" Connor suddenly asked.

"What do you think?"

Mo Yun had no idea what purpose he had to ask back to avoid this question.

"When it was first established, our purpose was to lead mankind into the new century and welcome a better tomorrow." Connor leaned on the railing behind him, looking up at the gray cement dome.

"What about now?" Mo Yun asked calmly.

"Now...the idea of ​​many people has changed." Connor sighed, "Actually, for so many years, I have always wanted to ask you a question, Brother Yun, but I have never had the chance to speak... I have always wanted to ask this question since you rescued me from the slum ten years ago..."

"Now we have enough time." Mo Yun narrowed his eyes.

"Do you think... this world will really get better?"

"Are you questioning our purpose?" Mo Yun learned and used it, and asked back.

"I..." Connor lowered his head and fell silent.

Mo Yun turned his head, will the world become better? What is the problem... How did he know whether the world will become better, or what is the definition of good? This world is what it originally looks like. Good and bad are just the definitions of human beings. In the eyes of different people, there are different criteria for judgment. This is not a real problem at all.

But he had no way to say these words in his heart.

Although judging from the words, Connor should be very familiar with himself in this time and space - but at this moment he is just a stranger. He doesn't know what he thinks in this parallel world, so he simply keeps silent.

Time passed quickly, and ten minutes later, Leng Shanhong walked out again.

"Are you okay?" Mo Yun asked.

"Set in, let's go." Leng Shanhong said.

"OK."

The three of them set out again and walked towards the exit along the road they came. Halfway through, Mo Yun looked back and found that many people in the base were standing behind, quietly staring at their backs.

"Don't worry, we will find a solution." Leng Shanhong said softly.

Mo Yun saw Barry Lund standing in the crowd and looked excitedly.

The three of them turned around and continued to move forward.

"It turns out that we have become the hope of many people..." Mo Yun was very touched. When he saw the eyes of those people, he felt his shoulders heavier again. He could feel that there were many people watching silently on his back.

"Si—"

The heavy cement door moved slowly, and the moonlight shone on the slope again.

This time, only a gap was revealed in the gate, and all three jumped out, and then the gate closed again behind them. They looked outside cautiously and saw that the plants had already passed the open space that had just been burned by the flames, occupying the runway outside again, and even the "Challenge"'s wings were wrapped around several dark green vines.

"This thing grows so fast?" Mo Yun was shocked.

"Mo Yun is responsible for cleaning the surface of the plane, and Connor and I are cleaning the runway." Leng Shanhong calmly commanded without losing her mind.

"It really looks like a commander." Connor snorted, but did not object.

Mo Yun nodded when he heard this, and reached out and pulled out the long knife behind him.

A silver light flashed, and the plants wrapped around the wings broke all the roots. He jumped upwards and landed on the wings, and began to clean up the rhizomes covering the surface of the plane.

Leng Shanhong held up a dagger and waved it, cutting off a vine in front of her. Suddenly, she heard Mo Yun's voice coming from behind, "Be careful behind!"

She turned around immediately, but was surprised to find that there was nothing behind her.

Then, she felt her ankle tightening and looked down. A green vine wrapped around her feet like a snake, and then pulled it hard.

"ah--"

Leng Shanhong screamed, her body lost its balance and fell to the ground.

She was about to be dragged into the dark jungle made of plants.

"It's over... I won't be so miserable, right..." A thought flashed through her mind.

"boom!"

An orange-red flame swept across, burning plants from all directions to ashes. Then the flames rose into the sky and turned into a fire dragon. With a long tail, it burned the vines wrapped around Leng Shan’s red ankle. Connor appeared in front of her, pulled her up and retreated.

At this time, Mo Yun had cleaned the plants on the surface of the plane and opened the hatch door.

The three of them retreated into the cabin and closed the cabin door. Immediately afterwards, the plane engine roared, and the "Challenger" made a dexterity turn a corner, then began to accelerate, the plane crossed the runway, raised the nose, and then flew into the sky.

The plane shuttles through the clouds.

The porthole is slowly closed.

"Why did you call me just now?" Leng Shanhong turned to Mo Yun and complained.

"Call you?" Mo Yun was stunned for a moment, "When?"

"Just just now, tell me to be careful behind my back." Leng Shanhong said, "and then I looked back and saw nothing... and then I was attacked by the plants..."

"No, I didn't call you."

"What?" She opened her eyes wide.

"I didn't call you, I've been cleaning up the vines on the surface of the plane." Mo Yun repeated.

"Then... Could it be that I heard it wrong?" Leng Shanhong frowned.

"Maybe you're hallucinating." Conner sneered, "If you can't take care of yourself, don't rush forward."

"Hmph..." Leng Shanhong curled her lips, but said: "Thank you just now."

"You're welcome." Connor leaned his head against the cabin wall and closed his eyes.

A few minutes later, the plane shook violently. Then the porthole was completely closed, and the "Challenger" entered a state of supersonic flight. The roar of the engine gradually became smaller, and the plane shuttled through the ink-like clouds. The cabin was closed again, as if it had entered a space beyond reality.

The dim yellow light above the head is shining, making people feel like they are in a dream.

Mo Yun leaned against the seat behind him, stretched his legs as straight as possible, and relaxed the tight muscles just now. In just half a minute, he had already felt that this body was indeed stronger than himself in the last game world. In addition to the more flexible posture of swinging the knife, his endurance, speed, and strength seemed to be strengthened.

He closed his eyes slightly and began to review the background of this survival game. First, he belonged to a large organization composed of superpowers and special physiques, "New Age".

Secondly, his companions this time are Leng Shanhong and Connor, who are also members of the "New Age" - Leng Shanhong is his companion, from another time and space; Connor is also his friend, and he seems to have saved Connor's life ten years ago. In terms of age, Connor is only one or two years younger than him, and his ability is to control flames.

The so-called phytochemical disease, as the name suggests, means that after humans infect plant spores, they will become nutrients for plant growth. The human body becomes plant-based, and the mature plant body eventually breaks out of the body's flesh and blood, kills humans, and becomes mature bodies. The average time from infection to death is about two days.

And his task is to solve the global crisis of phytological disease.

Thinking of this, Mo Yun couldn't help feeling a little overwhelmed. So far, he had almost no idea. At this moment, he felt heavy in his heart. He didn't know whether this mission could be completed. This feeling of uneasiness and excitement was the same as the first time he was pulled into this survival game.
To be continued...