Jiang Yiming flew all the way east out of Mariner Canyon to the gentle impact plain, and did not find a second place with thick moisture. Obviously, the small underground lake is probably the only place in the canyon where a large amount of water remains.

"It seems that the most complex living creature on Mars is the bacteria in the underground lake, and there is no living thing else."

Referring to the sandstorms that sweep the world every year on Mars, and the dry ground will be scraped off a layer, Jiang Yiming made the final judgment.

Compared to Mars, which only has bacteria, the Earth is like a paradise for living creatures, from single cells to humans, and the species that survive are extremely rich, like the Garden of Eden.

After this trip, Jiang Yiming suddenly felt that his druid was a little incompetent, and he did not work hard to maintain the environment, but only focused on improving his force.

Of course, it is necessary to increase the force of an increasingly powerful enemy, but it is also necessary to take some time out to maintain the environment and do what the druids should do.

"When you return to the earth, you really have to take care of the environment, otherwise maybe in the distant future, the earth will become a desolate and dead planet like Mars, and there will only be more creatures deep underground."

Jiang Yiming flew aimlessly in the Martian sky, unknowingly breaking into a sandstorm, but he didn't feel much.

Because the air density of Mars is only one percent of that of Earth, the impact of sandstorms is far less than that of Earth, and even the white clouds under him have not been deformed in the slightest. It's just that gravity on Mars is small, and the dust storm has a large range, spreading all the way to the end of the line of sight.

The terrain on Mars is generally flat, with not many peaks and canyons. Under the sandstorms that have lasted for many years, the small hills and small valleys have either been smoothed or filled, and it is difficult to find the subject matter.

However, when Jiang Yiming left the original No. 1 spaceship, he left a druid mark, followed the direction and quickly found the spaceship and flew in.

Not long after, the sandstorm that covered the sky and the sun came here, and the whistling sound rolled in, and countless fine sand crashed into the outer shell of the spaceship, making a dense thin sound, as if eating away at mulberry leaves.

"Hehe, listening to the wind on Mars is a good experience, and I am the only one among the seven billion people on Earth who is qualified for this."

Jiang Yiming listened attentively, and a sense of pride rose in his heart. It's just that he is the only one on this Mars, and he can't share it, and some brocade clothes are nocturnal.

However, the sandstorm lasted for a short time, and it did not dissipate after an hour, and it seemed that it could last forever. He knew that this was of course impossible, and that when the dust settled, the sandstorm would disappear, but it might be a matter of time.

What happens when you go into a dream on Mars?

Jiang Yiming suddenly thought of a question and studied it with great interest. Although no trace of Martians has been found, plants are very certain to have existed on this planet, and perhaps there were animals that relied on Martian plants to survive in the first place.

He closed his eyes and divided half of his spiritual will into the dream, and the rest remained on the green Jiao, in case of any danger, he could wake up immediately.

There is no dream space on Mars, just like the original Earth, only an ocean of spiritual power emanating from living beings. However, Mars is no better than Earth, and there is only a thin pond of spiritual power left, which looks like it is about to dry up.

Jiang Yiming was very surprised, this complex Martian creature didn't know how long it had been extinct, how could there still be such a pond? Could it be that the bacteria in the underground lake just now can sustain this pond?

After he threw the Dream Seed into the pond, the Spiritual Power Pond naturally generated a dream space.

Its area is only tens of thousands of square meters, which is very small. In the dim space, there were only a dozen or so mushroom-like plants more than twenty meters long.

"I didn't expect that dreams would also have an end. Yes, life on Mars is pitifully scarce, and dreams are certainly as decadent as the apocalypse. Jiang Yiming looked at the Martian dream and sighed.

Not long after, he suddenly saw a dwarf-like creature appear in a dream. It is one meter five or six tall, its body is as dry as wood, its head is very huge, and its skin is darker than that of black people.

Jiang Yiming couldn't help but shout, rubbing his eyes to make sure he wasn't dazzled: "Martian!" ”

Just now, he searched a large area, but he didn't find any Martians, but as soon as the dream appeared, he saw it, and the excitement in his heart was really unbearable.

The dark-skinned Martian saw an animal more than twenty meters long, and its whole body shrank into a black ball, like it was made of black rubber, and it was motionless as if it was frightened.

Only then did Jiang Yiming know that the predecessor of the Martian dream, the existence of the pond, was not because of the bacteria in the underground lake, but because of the presence of Martians.

He couldn't wait to pass on a wave of spiritual power: "Where are you and how did you survive?" There's no trace of you on the surface, so you're supposed to be underground, aren't you? ”

After coming out of the underground lake before, Jiang Yiming felt that there were no complex creatures on Mars, but at this time he was slapped in the face. But he didn't care at all, saints also have mistakes, not to mention that he is a mortal.

Now he is very curious about how this Martian survives on such a harsh Mars. He relied on turning into a green Jiao to be able to endure the deadly environment here, and if his spiritual power was consumed and he didn't return to the earth, he would die.

The spiritual power of the Martian in front of him is not very strong, it is not as good as the earthling, how to survive in this place where sandstorms are often blowing. He had previously inspected Mariner Canyon and could say with certainty that there were absolutely no traces left by the Martians.

Squeak, squeak...... The Martian screamed, as if he was about to go crazy with the sudden sound in his head. However, it quickly knelt down towards Jiang Yiming and threw itself to the ground, as if treating him as a god.

Fortunately, in the dream world, you can communicate without speaking, Jiang Yiming read the spirit wave of this Martian and knew what it was trying to express: "God, bless our clan to survive forever, I hope that there are countless mushroom trees to eat, and the stones have not been full for a long time." ”

Is that thing a mushroom tree? Jiang Yiming understood that the plants more than 20 meters tall in the Martian dream realm were really mushrooms, but they were extraordinarily tall compared to their counterparts on the earth.

He asked again, and learned that there were about a few thousand Martians like stones, living in a huge cavern, and there was no sun to be seen, and there was no Deimos and Deimos to be seen.

There are many mushroom trees growing in the cave, and stones and others can survive as long as they eat them, but recently, there are fewer and fewer mushroom trees, and the population is shrinking, and the surviving Martians are also hungry.

Although there are some troubles, Jiang Yiming still has a way to find the Martian. He threw a cloud of green light onto the stone, and soon gave it the ability to spawn plants. (To be continued.) )