This is a strangely shaped ** big tree, the dry branches are bare, and there are no leaves. The twisted branches are like strange trees for people to enjoy. At first glance, it looks like a flame of trees that bends upward!

**The bark of the big tree is mostly peeled off, revealing the flesh-like trunk inside, the most creepy place is that there are arms like freeze frames poking out of the trunk, most of these arms have been stripped of skin, bare/exposed/scarlet muscles, perhaps because of too long, many of the muscles on the arms have rotted, and Bai Sensen's arm bones can be seen.

**The trunk of the tree reaches a diameter of one and a half meters, and the roots at the bottom are intricately intertwined, like a mess of wires tangled together, and finally burrow into the ground. With the ** big tree as the center, a vacant space was vacated, all the green weeds withered, and even the emerald green vines were crawling on the surface and did not dare to approach, but firmly surrounded the big tree like a guard.

"What a huge amount of mental power!" Fasiqi looked at the ** big tree and couldn't help but blurt out, in her perception map, the spiritual power emanating from the big tree's body is like a vast ocean, which actually makes her feel a sense of powerlessness of drowning, if it weren't for the fact that she has studied spiritual power since she was a child, and is paranoid about only improving her spiritual power, I am afraid that she would have been pulled into the spiritual ocean and completely lost herself.

Although Alan couldn't feel the huge spiritual power of the ** tree, but in his infectious sight, the ** tree was completely a red sun, and the dazzling red light was completely beyond Allen's prediction!

"Danger!"

Fasqi shouted out almost at the same time as Allen. As soon as Alan stretched out his hand and hugged Fasqi in his arms, a black mist suddenly rose under his feet, and the irregular lines danced wildly, Alan let out a low cry, and the whole person jumped up like a cannonball, rushing out towards the gap at the top of the nest. As a result, it was still a step too late, and the emerald green vines seemed to come to life, blocking the entrance to the cave in an instant. Although Allen's pitch-black claws were sharp, there were too many vines, and they slashed off this side and that, and Allen had to fall to the ground again.

As soon as Allen's feet landed, he felt a surging spiritual storm sweep through the entire space, and he felt a black look in front of him with a muffled snort, and then fell to the ground, and Fasqi also fell unconscious......

I don't know how long it was, Alan only felt a splitting headache, and he slowly opened his eyes, and his vision was blurred. The memories in his mind were extremely chaotic, and the only thing Alan remembered was that he and Fasqi were attacked, and it was an irresistible mental storm. Alan struggled to sober himself up, his eyes gradually focused, and he suddenly found himself sitting in a power train.

Alan shook his head vigorously and looked around again, when a young man with short blond hair smiled and stretched out his hand: "Hello, my name is Osville, and I belong to the Ambrera research group!" ”

Alan stared at the man sitting next to him in surprise, and then his mind spun into a circle.

Oswell!

Alan once remembered finding his information inside the plastic box of the power train, and confirmed that the guy had been killed. But why is he still sitting alive in front of him at this moment? And where is Fasqi?

Alan tried to stand up, but he looked down and saw his outfit, which was a white research suit, and the most unacceptable thing was his bloated belly and short legs. Alan was completely stunned, he suddenly stood up, rushed into the window of the power train in a few steps, and saw that the power train was drilling in the tunnel at the moment, and everything around him was so real. He couldn't help but look around, and many scientific researchers were puzzled by his sudden move, and they were all pointing and pointing here.

Alan took a deep breath, tried to calm himself, and then returned to his seat, Oswell looked at him in amazement, Alan smiled reluctantly, took out his information box from under the seat, and then looked at the introduction above.

A picture of a chubby, balding middle-aged man catches Allen's eye.

"Mike, a first-class researcher, is part of the Ambrera research group."

Alan stretched out his right hand, and then said with a smile: "I was a little distracted just now, and you know that participating in a research project like this is always nerve-wracking, sorry, my name is Mike, and like you, I am assigned to the Ambrera group." ”

Oswell was visibly pleased, took Allen's right hand and said, "That's great, to be honest, I'm nervous too." Really, after all, it's the first time to participate, and I'll take care of it later. From now on, we will be colleagues! ”

The two exchanged a few words, and the train was already on the viaduct!

Allen's gaze kept sweeping around, and he temporarily accepted the reality of the moment. At present, the problem lies in the spiritual storm released by the big tree of **, if you guess correctly, you are pulled into a spiritual world. Everything here is so real, but in fact it is a fictional world made up by mental power.

Alan wanted to find Fasqi, but when he looked at the researchers in the carriage, they all looked as usual, and they didn't have any clue for the time being, so he had to give up.

The train stopped smoothly at the station, and Alan walked out with his own information box. He suddenly discovered that the fictional timeline of the current spiritual world was very problematic, and if according to reality, these researchers were attacked before they could even reach the base. Otherwise, why are all the data boxes left in the carriage?

The crowd was greeted by a group of heavily armed soldiers, led by an old man with gray hair. He pushed his glasses, and then said expressionlessly: "Everyone, from today onwards, your words and deeds will be monitored. Research projects here are kept strictly secret from the outside world, and once inside, you will lose all contact with the outside world until the project is complete. Guys, do you have any questions? ”

Everyone looked at each other and shook their heads. The old man nodded in satisfaction, and then beckoned everyone to walk up the huge elevator.

Alan deliberately wrote down the order in which the old man operated the buttons on the console, and continued to silently observe the researchers around him.

The elevator was activated, and Alan hid behind the crowd without saying a word. Oswell was a familiar acquaintance, and was talking and laughing with a young girl at the moment, and it seemed that the two of them were looking at each other very well. It was at this moment that Alan noticed a middle-aged woman with black-rimmed glasses approaching.

"Faski?" Alan asked tentatively, and the woman reluctantly approached Allen's side, then nodded.

"We were involved in a fictional spiritual world, which should be the ghost of that ** tree." Fasqi pushed his eyes, "The biggest problem now is not this, but that we have all lost our abilities, and now we are completely different people." ”

Alan couldn't help but be stunned when he heard this, and then he realized that he was now completely an ordinary person, and all his virus abilities were closed: "This news is really terrible. ”

"The worst part is, what are we going to do if there's an outbreak here?" Fasqi said with a frown.

"What is the result of dying in the spirit world?"

"Once a person loses his soul, what is the difference between him and the walking dead?" Fasqi said with a solemn face, "Once the spirit body dies, we will completely lose consciousness, which is no different from death. ”

Alan touched the top of his bare head, and couldn't help but smile bitterly and said, "This is really a game of death!" ”

To the surprise of the two, the huge elevator did not land at the bottom, but stopped in the middle, and electronic lines suddenly appeared on the smooth wall, and the gray-haired old man walked over slowly, took out an electronic card from his arms, and then inserted it into the center of the electronic pattern.

Alan was surprised to find that the smooth wall suddenly cracked along the electronic pattern, revealing a large hole, and metal steps were drilled out of the hole and connected to the elevator.

"Follow me." The old man was the first to walk down the metal steps into the black hole, and Alan and Fasqi walked at the back of the crowd. When the two of them raised their legs and stepped into the black hole, they felt as if they had drilled through a layer of water, and the next moment suddenly lit up in front of them, and a huge square appeared. Semi-circular buildings are scattered around the square.

"This is your lab and resting place, so don't move around unless you need to." The old man turned around and said, "There is an electronic card assigned to each of you in the mezzanine of your data box, keep it safe, this is your identity verification in this base." If you have any questions, you can call me with the communicator in the lab, my name is Ford. ”

With that, the old man left straight away, leaving heavily armed soldiers lined up around the square. Alan and Fasqi exchanged glances and took out the electronic card from the information box, the back of which was marked with the laboratory number. The two of them had good luck, one six and one seven, next to each other.

"Mike, I'm in Lab Ten, what about you?" Oswell asked as he walked up with a smile.

"Six." Alan raised the electronic card in his hand and replied, "We're very close. ”

"I can't wait to see the state-of-the-art experimental facilities in the Republic. Ha ha! We'll talk about that later! ”

Alan smiled and watched the colleague leave, then looked at Fasqi: "And then, what are we going to do, how can we get out of this hellish place?" ”

"Kill the core!" Fasqi said with a solemn face.