Southwest Special Ecological Research Center.

Su Yujie's territory, Ma Liang's end point of their return journey is here.

It is said that it is her territory, but it does not mean that this huge spiritual creature research and cultivation base belongs to her, she is just one of the chiefs.

It's like the chief scientist, the head of a research project, who has a certain autonomy and can rationally decide what resources the state allocates and invests, and that's it.

The entire research center, with nearly 300 breeders and seeders, shows the huge scale and huge amount of resources invested.

On the way back, I met the scientific expedition team that followed behind, and after a delay of two days, except for Ma Liang and Yang Lan, everyone else stayed behind to continue to collect various data in the most spiritually rich areas.

Yang Lan is just one of the goals of their trip, this task is very important, the core laboratory and supercomputing center in Beijing are waiting anxiously.

Great Southwest!

A week later, Ma Liang and Yang Lan walked into a scene that looked like a movie avatar imagined.

The steep cliffs have been covered with dense vegetation, and the weathered rocky landforms that used to be barren have been buried by endless greenery.

The building on the top of the hill was also buried.

The metal cable car has long been out of use, and the spiraling steps are covered with green moss and vegetation, and there are a lot of remnants of the ashes of the fire, but in the ashes, a little green shoots are stubbornly popping up, and the cleared steps may not last long.

The electric age has faded from here, and it is like returning to the ancient fairyland.

A razor-sharp cliff, narrow and complex valleys, lakes dotted like sapphires, even the cracking of the earth - a canyon deep underground is within the scope of the Special Ecological Research Center.

The spirituality of the seven attributes is perfectly preserved here, and is constantly silted, and a large number of sequencers live and work here.

The convenience of modern civilization has faded here, and the distance has suddenly become far away, from one mountain to another, it only takes half an hour by cable car, or simply a helicopter trip, and now you need to move your two legs, step by step to overcome difficulties and obstacles, and walk through.

Ma Liang didn't know how big the scope was here, strictly speaking, the forward base that Yang Lan was trapped in was not the outermost part.

It may include the mountains of the entire southwest, covering an area of hundreds of thousands of square kilometers of primeval jungle.

In the past, a large number of extraordinary species were marked in advance, just like studying the primitive animal and plant ecology, hundreds of cameras and sensors were scattered in the vast jungle, but now they are naturally wiped out, and the entire Great Southwest Special Ecological Research Center has lost control and understanding of the core resources.

The fog falls, the mystery appears all around us, and many things are different, including the redefinition of distance, time, and efficiency.

Ma Liang and Yang Lan arrived in the afternoon and climbed to the top of the mountain in the evening.

Even with the physical fitness of Sequence 8, I was tired enough.

"This is the main peak, nicknamed Yingke Peak, which is the gateway of the research center, and it has always been the place where the inside and outside are connected, and a small town is built here, and lo and behold, the front is the entrance."

Ma Liang built a pergola with his hands, and saw from a distance that the entire top of the mountain had been flattened, the protective fence was crawling with vines and vegetation, and a crumbling gate was on the side, and he had not had time to clear it.

A large number of people came in and out, having given up the useless work of fighting with the vegetation, and looked like they were going to move, and a large number of boxes were being carried out under the light of the lantern.

"Why build on a mountain?"

"The best in the mountains...... At least it used to be. ”

When I got closer, I found that the people who came in and out were all ordinary people, all from familiar national units, banks, mobile telecom operators, power departments, three barrels of oil, and so on.

"What are they transporting? The general equipment should have been damaged, right? ”

Yang Lan smiled and said, "Of course, it's a local product here." ”

When it comes to local products, Ma Liang understands in seconds.

It's really relying on the mountains to eat the mountains, relying on the water to eat the water.

He smiled and followed Yang Lan over.

"Master Yang, Master Ma!"

There were two or three sequencers waiting at the door, and when they found two people, their eyes lit up, and then they greeted them politely.

The man at the head is in his forties, and from the perspective of spiritual fluctuations, he is still a sequence 8, but he feels very greasy, like an alcohol-tested official and businessman, not like a sequencer.

"This person's name is Fang Youmin, the [capitalist] of sequence 8, who has been advocating the division and reorganization of the center and the "madman" who has been commercializing and listing, used to be a marginal figure, but now it is different...... Don't offend him. ”

With Yang Lan's status, I have to give a special explanation, it seems that this seemingly harmless man is not simple.

"Fang Fatty, why are you waiting here?"

Before the roommates arrived, the hearty laughter had already arrived, "As soon as I heard the news that Master Yang was successfully out of trouble, I waited for the stars and the moon, for fear that you would be stumped by the scientific expedition again, and I also specially reacted to the superiors, I need you too much here, without you, the big guys will return to the Stone Age!" ”

As he spoke, he came to a close place, went to look at Ma Liang first, and his expression suddenly straightened, and he respectfully stretched out his hands and said, "Master Ma, look up for a long time!" ”

"Everyone is a sequencer, why do you use the title of 'master' and 'master'?"

Ma Liang smiled and stretched out his hand to shake it.

The other two behind him are also Sequence 8, one is a modulation expert, and the other is a cultivator, both of whom are very reserved, far from having such a low stature as Fang Youmin.

Everyone exchanged a few words, and the civil servants who were carrying the boxes at the door had already stopped their work and looked at them with complicated eyes.

Fang Youmin said with a smile: "Now that the country is retreating and the people are advancing, the spirit above has come down, and I have to say that this policy adjustment is good." ”

"Alright, don't get in the way at the door, let's go inside." , said a modulation expert in the back.

Entering the gate, the scene presented told Ma Liang how serious the situation was.

More than 60 percent of the buildings have been toppled, not a single piece of metal or material remains, a shriveled and rotten lamppost is a silvery and cold metal flower, a large number of ruins, in the middle of the rich greenery, they can also be seen in the dots, the streets are cracked and paved with green weeds, and tents are nestled among the piles of ruins.

"A month ago, it was as beautiful as a city on the top of the clouds, but now it's ......," Yang Lan muttered, "Is this the same outside?" ”

Ma Liang said: "No, depending on the concentration of spirituality, the higher the concentration, the more serious the disaster. ”

"Let's go, let's go, let's go, let's go to the council, the big guys are waiting." , Fang Youmin said.

"What is the Council?"

The cultivator on the side said, "During the special period, when we were allowed to have limited autonomy, we set up such an organization in the form of a representative meeting. ”

Ma Liang was shocked when he heard this, and glanced at Yang Lan, both of whom saw the solemnity in each other's eyes.