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Chapter 57 - Chapter 57: The Song of the God of Nature

Bob's hands trembled as he operated the instrument. He had some experience in interpreting the waveform frequency, and it was the sound of a heartbeat!

Judging by the frequency and wavelength, whatever was hiding beneath this patch of land was definitely not something trivial, but something close to human size.

What could be lurking underground in a place like this? Giant rabbits? That was clearly impossible!

Bob wasn't a combat expert, and his bloodline rating was only B-level. The thought that there might be a Third-Generation creature dormant beneath him made it difficult for him to remain calm.

The A-level combat specialists from the Operations Department were already on their way. The stable waveform displayed on the instrument reassured him, indicating that the creature below was still in a stable state of dormancy, so there was no need to panic.

But the next moment, his face changed dramatically.

The once gently undulating waveform on the instrument suddenly became like rugged peaks, with sharp peaks like daggers piercing Bob's panicked heart.

"This is Zone A81, abnormality detected! Repeat! The target shows signs of awakening!"

Bob shouted into the public screen, while also drawing the Desert Eagle strapped to his waist. This was a serious piece of equipment modified by the Equipment Department.

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Sara opened her eyes, smiling happily. She finally heard the song of the Nature God.

She cheered and leaped in the flower sea, and the flower sea swayed with her. The fluorescence at the tips of the petals seemed brighter, as if rejoicing in the arrival of the Nature God.

Sara ran through the flower sea, various types of daisies, violets, geraniums, and irises brushed past her. She felt as if she had entered a magical kingdom, a kingdom filled only with flowers, and these flowers were growing rapidly.

Flowers that had previously grown only to a little over a meter were now shooting upwards, as if the restrictions on them by the Nature God had been lifted, and time was passing faster for them. In just a moment, their height exceeded one and a half meters.

Sara's line of sight was blocked, but she wasn't afraid. She felt that the song became even grander, singing in her ears, making her forget all her worries.

I really have the talent to become a wizard. Look, the Nature God is communicating with me again!

However, what was a fairy-tale garden in Sara's eyes was a devilish scene to the Operations Department's specialists.

Bob's location saw even more vigorous growth in the flower sea. His height of one meter eighty was now unable to see the surrounding scenery clearly.

The thick growth of flowers made him feel as if he were locked in a cage. Flowers rapidly growing past two meters, he felt like he was being surrounded by an enchanting dance, and in the swaying of the branches, it seemed as if hands were reaching towards his face.

At this moment, even though he knew that the combat specialists from the Operations Department were less than a kilometer away from him, he felt as if he were the only one left in the world, and where he was... was the abyss of hell.

"Bob! Bob! Report your situation!"

The earpiece crackled with the voices of other specialists, which brought Bob back to his senses for a moment. He bit his tongue and forced himself to focus.

"The flower sea is undergoing a mutation, it should be a sign of His awakening. Requesting support, requesting support!"

Bob roared in response, gripping the Desert Eagle tightly and loading it with alchemical bullets. But in this vast flower sea, what use was a gun? To break a few flower branches? Or to break through the thick earth and attack the awakening Third-Generation creature?

He glanced at the exploration instrument. At this moment, he felt for the first time that the madmen from the Equipment Department were quite reliable. The explosive power of the instrument was close to 20 kilograms of C4. Even if it couldn't kill that creature, at least he wouldn't be defenseless when facing it.

"Copy that, retreat eastward. There are specialists coming to assist you, don't panic!"

Commander Putai's voice came through.

But when Bob looked up at the flower bushes that had grown to nearly 2.5 meters, the moonlight and starlight were obscured. Which way... was east?

For the first time, he felt panic. He wanted to retreat, but he found that his hands and feet were starting to be entangled by the flower bushes. His language was a probing type of snake, and he didn't carry any knives. It was difficult to break free from these flower bushes and move forward.

And because of the magnetic field generated by the awakening Third-Generation creature, various electronic devices began to malfunction, and helicopters found it difficult to descend to a height sufficient for rescue.

The same situation occurred with the arriving Operations Department specialists. The leading specialist wielded alchemical knives and hacked through the thorns, but their progress was still slow. Less than a kilometer seemed too long.

Finally, one of the specialists couldn't help but say to the others, "Chen Xiao, let me try. Use my language."

"But you..."

The called-upon specialist hesitated for a moment, knowing that one of their ace specialists, Kuris, was about to use some technique.

Kuris stepped forward, closed his eyes and then opened them again. His golden pupils became even more dazzling, and a domain unfolded around him. Countless reapers of the night surged out, and the flower bushes that had hindered their path collapsed in swathes, as if an invisible large harvester had passed through the flower sea, stopping only when it reached the estimated location of Bob.

Language sequence 71. Bloodsickle.

After using this language, Kuris gasped loudly, blood streaming from his ears, and a trace of ferocity flashed in his golden pupils. He steadied himself and said, "You guys go first."

It was clear that the Operations Department had come prepared this time. The A-level combat specialists they sent were obviously considered various situations beforehand, and at least the languages used by the team were usable. There were no "useless" languages like fire-based languages, which would burn all their own people alive in the flower sea after use.

Some had suggested burning the entire flower sea first, but the technical support department believed that observing the growth characteristics of the flower sea would help them with their survey. Moreover, the Namara people had not yet migrated, and it was somewhat unethical to burn their ancestral land in front of them.

Bob heard the sound, the sound of the flower bushes being cut. His companions were coming to rescue him.

But he also heard other sounds, the sound of his language snake, perceiving that a life was rapidly approaching him.

He dared not let the snake dive underground. The spiritual domain of the Third-Generation creature would make him collapse instantly. He still had that common sense.

The flower bushes parted, but it wasn't the Operations Department specialists he was expecting, but the Koiko people he had seen before, the little girl Sara.

Sara, seeing Bob being bound by the flower bushes, was also stunned. She ran all the way and was never entangled by the flower bushes. Here, it seemed to be her fairy-tale garden, where all the flowers made way for her, making her feel like a princess from a fairy tale.

Following the song of the Nature God, she came here, but instead of seeing the Nature God, she saw the bound uncle.

Bob was also stunned. He had clearly told the girl to leave, and he had seen her running away. How did she come back?

How did this weak little girl break through the flower sea and come here?

"Uncle, have you heard the song of the Nature God?"

The little girl asked innocently, but it made Bob's face pale.