People are watching American TV shows, and they are also watching American-style iaido.

In the blink of an eye, these branches pulled half of the employees to Snowwell Milden's side.

At the same time, Stilwell used frost to pull the other half of the people together as well.

At last.

Stilwell then used a very thick rope made of frost to hold Snowwell-Milden and his gang back.

"Milden, let's go!" Stilwell was struggling to lead too many people this time, so he shouted.

Snowwell Milden didn't dare to delay and immediately unleashed his abilities.

In a blink of an eye.

Tree branches rapidly extended from Snowwell-Milden's feet, rushing towards the lava river and quickly forming a bridge.

Using one's abilities in this way is extremely taxing.

Snowwell Milden didn't dare wait for the bridge to be fully built; he strode onto it and dashed across to the other side like the wind.

Ding Ze watched helplessly as these two guys displayed such extraordinary abilities...

To be honest, I'm incredibly envious.

This ability is just too damn awesome.

Especially Snowwell Milden's abilities...

As he looked and thought, Ding Ze began to suspect something.

It's almost certain that what's inside those two giant eggs is a tree...

And Snowwell Milden, that old monster... in a way, he's also a tree, right?

This way.

Could it be a coincidence?

I'm afraid not!

Where do so many coincidences come from!

We must find out how Snowwell Milden acquired this ability, and more importantly, where he obtained it.

Ding Ze strongly suspected that there might be important clues related to the white giant egg in that place. (End of Chapter)

Chapter 513 This is a story about trees

Neon lights at the base of Mount Fuji.

Both Snowy Milden and Stilwell used every trick in the book, neither daring to hold back an inch.

There was no way around it; the lava beneath our feet was incredibly deadly, no joke.

And so it went, one second, two seconds, three seconds...

For a time, Snowwell Milden and Stilwell were truly burning their lives every second, without exaggeration.

Fortunately, the effort was worthwhile.

Finally, everyone in the group survived and crossed the lava river to the other side.

Upon arrival.

Immediately, Snowwell Milden and Stilwell both decisively stopped using their skills, and in the blink of an eye, all the seemingly bizarre and unpredictable things disappeared.

Then, Ding Ze saw that Comrade Stilwell was practically on his last legs, as if he might collapse at any moment. And Snowwell Milden… well, he wasn't in much better shape either.

Snowwell Milden, who originally looked to be in his thirties, aged at least twenty years in just a short time... This change is truly astonishing.

Ding Ze was genuinely surprised, and at the same time, his envy of the two's superpowers lessened somewhat.

This ability comes at too high a cost and is only suitable for use in emergencies; otherwise, it is completely useless.

Of course, Ding Ze didn't say much, nor did he have time to say much.

The temperature here is still very high; it's not suitable to stay.

The next second, everyone quickly put on ropes, and the people waiting at the mountain pass pulled them up.

Time flies.

About seven days later.

The group finally left that damned Mount Fuji and stood once again under the bright, clear blue sky and white clouds.

After looking up for two seconds, Ding Ze muttered with a sigh, "The surface world is still the best. What kind of mess is underground?"

Upon hearing this, Stilwell, who was extremely weak from losing so much life and was panting heavily, immediately chimed in, "Agreed! Damn it, I don't want to go down there anymore."

Stilwell cursed in annoyance, then turned to Snowy Milden, "Milden, hurry up, I'm dying, I have to get out of here right now."

Snowwell Milden, with his keen eyes, naturally noticed Stilwell's weakness. Without hesitation, he ordered his men to call the helicopter immediately.

A blink of an eye.

A helicopter carrying Stilwell sped away, not heading to the camp at the foot of the mountain, but directly to the nearby airport.

Before leaving, Stilwell grinned and said goodbye to Ding Ze, "Mr. Ding, I'm going back to change my body. See you in a few days."

Body swapping... what a chilling phrase.

At the same time, it's such a stimulating word.

Ding Ze had a good impression of Stilwell and replied with a smile, "Okay."

soon.

Ding Ze and the others arrived at the campsite at the foot of the mountain one after another. Without saying a word or wasting time, they quickly replenished their water, ate and drank, took showers, and rested.

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After resting for more than twenty hours straight in the tent, Ding Ze finally woke up and stretched.

To be honest, sleeping for so long was fucking wonderful.

Ding Ze yawned, feeling like he could sleep for dozens more hours, but then thought better of it. The beds in this place weren't good. He decided to do what he needed to do first, then find a nice hotel, take a relaxing bath, and then go back to sleep.

So Ding Ze took a deep breath, walked out of the tent, and found Snowwell Milden.

Snowwell Milden's situation was rather unique; he hadn't slept for long and had already woken up. He was sitting under a large tree, enjoying the breeze and smoking, looking quite peaceful and serene.

Ding Ze lit a cigarette, casually sat down on the grass next to him, and got straight to the point without any preamble, "Mr. Milden, it's time to tell you what exactly your ability is all about."

"I believe that your abilities must be somehow connected to the trees inside those two giant eggs."

Snowwell Milden smiled faintly, "That's what I think too, okay, I'll tell you."

"Years ago, in the underground world, we tried to dig down to the bottom of that white giant egg."

"To this end, we scanned the mountains and lakes of the entire underground world and made some discoveries."

"Later, after extensive field investigations and verification, we discovered that there seem to be some naturally formed passages underground in the entire underground world."

"Or you could say it's a huge underground fissure."

"It's like something forcefully pressed that giant white egg into the ground of the underground world, squeezing out cracks."

"You can understand what I mean by saying this, right?"

Ding Ze smiled and nodded in agreement, "Of course."

“That’s good,” Snowy Milden replied. “Later, we spent a lot of time searching and found some entrances to the rifts. We entered the rifts and headed towards the white giant egg.”

“In those cracks, there exist some… let’s call them people,” Snowwell Milden carefully chose his words. “Personally, I think those creatures only look like people, but they are not real people.”

Um? ? ? ?

Ding Ze was slightly taken aback and turned to look at Snowwell Milden. "What do you mean? Describe it in detail."

Ding Ze thought of the creature he had discovered in the Black Barrier tribe in the Amazon rainforest.

Snowwell-Milden, a shrewd old man, knew Ding Ze had an idea as soon as he saw Ding Ze's reaction, so he didn't hesitate and obediently did as he was told, describing it in detail.

As I listened...

Okay, there's no need to listen to the whole thing.

“Well, I’ve seen this kind of creature before, in the Amazon rainforest, I’ve dealt with them,” Ding Ze suddenly found it particularly interesting.

After going around in circles, we've reconnected with the Black Barrier Tribe. How interesting!

Upon hearing this, Snowwell Milden immediately frowned.

Snowwell Milden knew the basics of Ding Ze's activities in the Amazon rainforest, but not everything, and was unaware of this particular detail. He immediately became serious and asked, "Tell me, what happened?"

Ding Ze exhaled a puff of smoke and, without keeping anyone in suspense, gave his response.

After listening.

Snowwell-Milden fell silent, his expression complex. "I knew a little about that Black Barrier tribe, but I never imagined there would be something like this..."

Ding Ze grinned, "In the end, it all seems to be related to trees."

"Think about it from another perspective, it's amazing."

“Normally, few people pay much attention to trees; they are just there, without much presence.”