Global Freeze: I built a doomsday safe house

Benjamin Morgan's tone was tentative, clearly indicating that he too had experienced the chaos and infighting caused by mental pollution.

Zhang Yi's expression remained calm as he gazed into the seemingly eternal darkness deeper within the forest. His tone was flat, revealing no emotion: "Them... I hope we can meet them again later."

He paused, then added meaningfully, "After all, everyone who comes to this forest has their own purpose, doesn't they?"

Benjamin's smile froze slightly, then he laughed heartily, "You're right, you're right! Everyone has their own ambitions!"

He subtly changed the subject, complaining about the eeriness of the forest and the scarcity of resources, and subtly suggested the possibility of limited cooperation, such as sharing some intelligence from the front lines.

Zhang Yi listened noncommittally, occasionally offering a word or two in response.

The brief chat, or rather, the mutual probing, lasted a few minutes, during which the two sides exchanged some non-essential information about the path ahead and potential dangers.

Finally, Zhang Yi stopped exchanging pleasantries with them, citing the need to get on the road as soon as possible. They set off together so they could help each other if they encountered any danger along the way.

Benjamin has many soldiers on his side, and they can be used as cannon fodder for scouting when necessary.

After all, the two hundred Lunarian warriors had already succumbed to the mental pollution and gone astray.

After the two sides reached an agreement, Zhang Yi led his large group to continue heading towards the central area.

As Benjamin followed Zhang Yi and his group deeper into the Black Crystal Cluster Forest, the smile on his face gradually faded. He rubbed the gold coin in his hand, his eyes shifting uncertainly.

"They all have their own purposes... Hmph, that's easy for you to say."

He muttered to himself, "To survive, and then leave with enough power and secrets—that's my goal. Chaos... Last time you obtained a vast treasure in the Eye of the Demon, this time I won't just hand over Samael's treasure!"

The human form of Ling that Zhang Yi obtained from the sealed land of Mammon is the envy of the whole world.

Seeing Zhang Yi's current formidable strength, anyone would make this connection.

He turned and clapped his hands at his remaining men: "Alright, gentlemen, break's over! Cheer up, wealth and power are just ahead, don't let our friends get there first!"

Beside him, Zhang Yi's eyes held only a playful and mocking glint.

For the time being, they will be in a cooperative relationship due to their shared goals.

However, if they encounter valuable resources, they will certainly create an immediate conflict, just as they did in the Eye of the Devil.

But so what? With Zhang Yi's current strength, there is truly no one in the human world that he can be afraid of.

The brief interlude has passed, and Zhang Yi's goal remains clear—to find the Night Witch, find the spark, and unravel more mysteries.

Perhaps there are even more precious resources waiting for them to explore on the moon and stars.

……

In a corner of the Dark Sun Forest, space was slightly distorted, and three disheveled figures stumbled out of a spatial rift that was about to dissipate.

It was Gao Changkong, Gu Man, and Batu.

Gao Changkong's signature white outfit was now covered in dark red bloodstains and black grime.

The combat uniform was damaged in many places, but it had an automatic repair function, so it looked as if it was covered with patches.

The three of them, Gao Changkong and Gao Changkong, were breathing erratically, and there was still a trace of blood left at the corner of their mouths.

The golden holy sword in his hand was somewhat dim, and several fine cracks had even appeared on its blade.

Gu Man was pale, her tight-fitting combat uniform had multiple burn marks and tears, and she was breathing rapidly.

Batu was in the worst condition; half of his armor was completely shattered, revealing a bloody and mangled wound underneath, and he was even unsteady on his feet when he walked.

As a spatial ability user, he opened a passage at a crucial moment, allowing two other people to escape.

This time, instead of killing Di Shitian, they encountered a powerful and terrifying dark swordsman who almost killed them there.

"Cough cough..."

Gao Changkong steadied himself and immediately looked around warily. After confirming that it was temporarily safe, he exhaled a long breath of foul air that smelled of blood, his face terribly gloomy.

"Damn it! We were so close! We were just a hair's breadth away from completely capturing that bastard Di Shitian!"

Batu spat out a mouthful of bloody saliva, his voice hoarse, filled with resentment and anger.

If they can kill Indra here, they will take over the kingdom directly after returning to Bharata.

Although the higher-ups of Bharata were wary of them, the vacancy at the highest level forced them to choose Gao Changkong to replace Indra as the protector of Bharata.

However, despite having prepared for so long and believing that he had considered every detail perfectly, Gao Changkong ultimately could not overcome the "fate" of Emperor Shitian.

How do you eliminate someone who can see the big picture of the future through micro-level planning?

Gu Man wiped the blood from the corner of her lips. Just one sword strike from that shadowy swordsman had shattered her internal organs.

Fortunately, she used a barrier to stabilize her shattered internal organs, and she had all the necessary medicine on her; otherwise, she would have been dead the moment the shadow swordsman appeared.

"This place is absolutely terrifying!"

A hint of worry appeared in her eyes: "Failure to kill Indra will have endless consequences."

“Given Indra’s status and influence in Bharata, once he returns, we can pin the charge of betrayal and assassination of the leader of the eight classes on him.”

"At that time, the foundation we have built over the years will likely be severely impacted, and our plans will be disrupted."

Gao Changkong remained silent, his eyes flickering uncertainly. He was well aware of the stakes involved.

The original plan was to take advantage of the chaos and environment of the Dark Sun Forest to eliminate Indra, the biggest obstacle and potential competitor, and seize everything from him without anyone noticing.

Unexpectedly, Indra's tenacity and trump cards exceeded expectations, leading to failure at the last minute.

"It's too late to say all this now."

Gao Changkong's gaze was deep, and he was not discouraged by the failure.

Failure is a constant in life, a normal occurrence. But if you don't try, you'll never taste the sweetness of victory.

His voice was hoarse from a throat injury, carrying a calm calculation.

“It’s only a matter of time before we break ties with them. As my strength grows, Bharata’s wariness of me has become incredibly meticulous.”

"They don't trust me, and the higher-ups have probably already planned to use me as fodder to enhance Di Shitian's strength. Therefore, I have no choice but to strike first!"

"The most urgent task is to find a new way to break the deadlock, or... a stronger ally."