In the live stream, the debate about the "artificial paradise" has exploded.

A group of elite viewers, led by members of the "Longevity Club," scoffed at the beautiful scenery.

Even the most beautiful scenery is illusory without power. It's nothing more than a glass confinement for pets, fragile and easily destroyed.

[What's so interesting about a group of genetically modified beings who can't even control their own destiny? Jiang Han, don't waste your time here, go find true power!]

[Heh, this is the tragedy of the weak; they can only numb themselves by indulging in a false peace.]

These elitist and superior comments immediately ignited the anger of Chinese viewers.

Shut your stinking mouth! You don't know anything about beauty!

[You live like a machine yourself, so you can't stand seeing others living in a dream world, huh?]

[If you're so capable, come in here! What kind of skill is it to just type on a keyboard behind a screen!]

Faced with the online arguments in the live stream, Jiang Han chose to completely ignore them.

He even had the leisure to bend down and carefully observe the "flower dwelling remnants" sleeping in the flower buds, as if admiring a work of art.

This calm and unassuming demeanor contrasted sharply with the tense atmosphere in the live stream, leaving the members of the "Longevity Club" feeling like they'd punched a pillow, utterly frustrated.

"That's interesting. Its genes are forcibly locked in a dormant state, relying on flowers for energy to sustain its life."

Jiang Han made a judgment in his mind.

"A perfect bio-battery."

He did not touch these sleeping little people.

His gaze once again fell upon the wooden cabin with its lights on deep in the forest.

He turned around and walked slowly in that direction.

After walking for about ten minutes, he stopped.

Not far ahead is that old wooden house.

A figure sat on the roof of the wooden house.

It was the same white-haired, red-eyed girl who had flashed by the window earlier.

She looked no more than sixteen or seventeen years old, dressed in a worn-out gray, military-style outfit.

Her long, snow-white hair was casually draped behind her.

What's most eye-catching is the old-fashioned rifle she's holding, its barrel polished to a gleaming shine, completely out of place in the fairytale-like surroundings.

She didn't look at Jiang Han, but instead stared coldly in another direction of the forest with her ruby-like eyes, like an emotionless sentinel statue.

The viewers in the live stream, especially the male viewers, instantly became excited.

[Holy crap! White hair! Red eyes! And a gun! This...this is hitting me right in the heart!]

[AWSL! Is this a real Pokémon?! It's so beautiful!]

[Jiang Shen! Quick! Come closer! Let us see her! Let's say something to her!]

Go strike up a conversation! Ask her what help she needs!

Faced with the audience's commotion, Jiang Han merely glanced in that direction indifferently.

"He reeked of gunpowder, his fingers and the base of his thumb were calloused, and his eyes held a mixture of wariness and numbness... This wasn't some elven princess; this was a battle-hardened soldier."

He made a judgment immediately.

Therefore, he decisively refused the audience's request.

"You're here for adventure, not for a spectacle."

After saying that, he didn't hesitate at all and turned to walk in the completely opposite direction.

This action left the live stream audience completely dumbfounded.

[Gone? Just like that?!]

[Holy crap! Jiang Shen, are you even a man?! There's a beautiful woman right in front of you, and you just turn around and walk away?!]

[Golden Retriever: I have a feeling he's planning to secretly watch it after the broadcast ends? ≖‿≖]

Yang Shuguang: Very likely.

[Yunran is me: How could you slander Jiang Shen like this! What do you mean by secretly watching? Jiang Shen has always watched openly and honestly.]

Jiang Han ignored the jokes in the comments.

He has his own rhythm.

In this unknown restricted area, any unnecessary contact could bring unforeseen trouble.

He now only wants to find the core of this "Red Eden".

However, after walking normally in the forest for about half an hour, his path was blocked by a "wall".

A "wall" that stretches as far as the eye can see, with no end in sight.

This wall is entirely composed of massive, intertwined thorns, as if cast from black iron.

Each thorn was thicker than an adult's waist, and covered with menacing barbs.

Even the shortest barb is longer than Jiang Han himself.

He stood before this "wall," feeling as insignificant as an ant at the foot of the mountain.

The entire live stream fell completely silent at that moment.

The comments that were arguing and making jokes before have completely disappeared.

Everyone's screens were completely filled with this enormous, absurdly large wall of thorns.

A fear of colossal objects, stemming from an instinctual need for survival, gripped everyone's throat.

"What...what is this...?"

In the command center of Bureau 749, Long Guozhu was deathly pale and muttered to himself.

The members of the "Longevity Club," who had previously been clamoring about a "glass conservatory," all fell silent, their eyes filled with horror.

Jiang Han looked up at the massive black wall that seemed to pierce the sky.

He slowly reached out and touched the nearest thorny vine.

The moment his fingertips touched the cold, rough bark.

"boom--!"

The Qilin bloodline within Jiang Han's body seemed to have been hit by a nuclear bomb, instantly boiling violently!

A massive torrent of information, mixed with countless fragmented and torn images, surged into his mind like a flood bursting its banks!

Gene sequence...experiment log...energy conduit...ecological cycle...creation...destruction...

Countless contradictory and chaotic data were colliding, combining, and being analyzed wildly in his mind!

"Well……"

Jiang Han groaned, his face turning deathly pale, and his body involuntarily took a step back.

He felt as if his brain was about to burst from this massive flow of information, and his temples throbbed.

【Jiang Shen! What's wrong?!】

His face looks terrible! Get back!

This tree is strange! It's attacking Jiang Shen!

The audience shouted anxiously.

It took Jiang Han more than ten seconds to finally regain his composure and gasp for breath.

He looked up again at the massive wall of thorns.

This time, his eyes had completely changed.

It's no longer curiosity, no longer scrutiny.

Instead, there was an unprecedented solemnity, and a hint of...deep shock.

Facing the camera, he revealed, word by word, the terrifying truth that could overturn global life sciences, in a hoarse, almost dry voice.

"This 'thorn tree'..."

"It's alive."

"It... is the biological mastermind of the entire 'Red Eden' forbidden zone."

"A...living 'World Tree'!"

These words struck like a bolt of divine lightning over the heads of billions of viewers worldwide!

Live?

The mastermind?

World Tree?

Every word is wildly impacting everyone's understanding!

Jiang Han didn't stop. He continued to explain in his solemn tone, "All the creatures we saw before, those glowing plants, the fairies flying in the sky, even Thumbelina sleeping in the flowers, and that white-haired, red-eyed sentinel..."

"Everything is an extension of this 'mother body,' an organ of it, a cell of it."

"This restricted area is neither a laboratory nor a backyard."

"This is a complete, enormous, living ecosystem centered around this World Tree!"

The truth has been revealed.

The world is in uproar!

The 749 Bureau command center fell into a deathly silence. All the experts slumped in their chairs, their eyes glazed over.

In the live stream, the "Longevity Club" members who had been mocking the group earlier were now speechless, their mouths agape.

The barrage of comments was completely flooded with the simplest vocabulary.

Alive?

[The mastermind?]

【Oh My God……】

[Is a restricted area itself a giant living organism???]

I'm going crazy... I'm really going crazy...

Amidst the deathly silence across the internet, Jiang Han made a move that surprised everyone.

He ignored the terrifying mental pressure emanating from the living mastermind, a pressure powerful enough to freeze the souls of ordinary people, and stepped forward again.

He walked step by step to the "World Tree" mastermind, which resembled a mountain range.

He raised his hand, which was covered with a Qilin tattoo, and slowly and firmly pressed it down onto a pulsating, heart-like energy core on the giant tree trunk.

His voice was cold and calm, echoing throughout the entire live broadcast room.

"I'd like to see,"

"Who is playing tricks?"

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