I told you to plant peas, and you summon Mordekaiser?

A new request for support has been received.

[A riot broke out on the 27th floor]

[Rampaging Plant: Three-Headed Man-Eating Flower]

[Fire support needed]

Upon receiving the message, the plants did not linger on Chen Yang's floor and quickly retreated to the elevator.

'Boom! '

The elevator doors closed, and the sound of it running could be heard.

On this floor, only a dozen or so corpses and bewildered players remained.

"Gone...gone? Just like that?"

"Fifth rank...all fifth rank...we have no chance to resist."

"Damn... thank goodness I retreated quickly, otherwise I would be the one dead..."

[Friendly reminder to all players: Please do not attack staff members.]

[Those who violate this rule will be removed from this world.]

Every player received this notification on their wristband.

Chen Yang stood in the crowd, his brows slightly furrowed.

So many ordinary players were so easily shot down.

The other party doesn't seem to care about the player's life.

The aftermath of the riots gradually subsided.

However, the still-wet blood on the ground and the corpse pierced by peas silently reminded everyone of what had just happened.

The player group quieted down considerably, and a gloomy expression hung over everyone's face.

No one spoke again; only the occasional sound of footsteps echoed in the empty hall, like an invisible pressure gradually increasing.

Shortly after, another mechanical woman emerged from the elevator.

"follow me."

His voice was cold.

The players present did not argue or ask questions, and followed her into the elevator and out of the Tower of Ascension.

Beneath their feet, a bridge stretches endlessly across the boundless sea.

The bridge stretches straight forward, and the sea breeze carries a damp scent.

In the procession, some people sobbed softly, while others walked in silence; no one dared to make a loud noise.

Ahead, the mechanical woman led the way alone.

At the very end of the line, a row of Tier 5 Nuts and Machine Gunners followed closely behind.

Chen Yang mingled in the crowd, moving forward with the group.

He looked up at the gray sky and suddenly thought of Zhao Changming.

"He arrived here five days before us. How is he?"

On the bridge, the crowd stretched out in a long queue, like a silent snake winding forward.

Everyone's steps seemed exceptionally heavy.

Everyone originally thought that once they obtained the qualification for ascension, they would no longer have to live in fear in the garden.

But now it seems that ascension is not a good ending.

The current situation is completely different from what they expected.

They were like a group of prisoners being escorted from one prison to another.

The entire journey was speechless.

After walking for an unknown amount of time, a majestic fortress finally appeared at the end of the bridge.

The gate was wide open, like a silent, gigantic mouth.

Led by the mechanical woman, the crowd surged into the central square of the fortress.

The square was incredibly spacious, with a surface paved with marble.

Chen Yang stood in the center of the square, slightly raised his head, and looked at the towering walls around him.

There was an indescribable sense of oppression in the air.

On the highest floor of the fortress, in front of a huge floor-to-ceiling window, Sauron stood with his back to the room, watching the group of players gathered in the open space.

He remained calm, flipping through a detailed document in his hand.

All the information about the players in the garden is condensed into this data.

To his left, his secretary, dressed in uniform, stood respectfully.

On the right is a middle-aged man with stubble, sharp eyes, and a hint of unruly arrogance.

The secretary bowed slightly and said respectfully, "Mr. Soren, this is an Ascended Being from the second level."

Soren nodded, his gaze remaining fixed on the documents in his hands.

"Chen Yang... just evolved into a sixth-tier plant?"

Upon hearing this, a glint of light flashed in the eyes of the bearded man standing nearby.

"Sixth rank? What is his talent?"

"Plant-related fusion talents".

The bearded man clicked his tongue twice and shook his head, saying, "It's a fusion type, what a pity. It's strong in the early stages, but its potential is not high."

He paused, a meaningful smile playing on his lips.

"However, it's good that the upper limit isn't high... it's just right for us to control."

"Then we'll take him?" Soren asked.

"Let's choose him. If we can train a seventh-tier combatant, the pressure on our Nanshan Military Region will be reduced."

"Need Tier 7 combat power? ...Tier 7 zombies have already appeared on the front lines?" Soren raised an eyebrow.

"Otherwise what? What do you think I came all this way for? I just wanted to find some plants with potential to deal with those level 7 zombies."

"What happened to your military region's original seventh-tier plants?"

"With only five Tier 7 plants, they can barely hold off the Tier 7 zombies. Who knows if more Tier 7 zombies will come later?"

The bearded man was still grumbling when a 'ding-ding' sound rang out.

The screen on his wristband suddenly lit up and emitted a slight buzzing sound.

The stubble-faced man glanced down and his smile faded slightly.

"I've received a message from above, I need to go back to the car to handle it."

"Oh right, I'll take this one."

Soren nodded slightly and watched the man leave.

After the door closed, he lowered his gaze slightly and said, "Bring this Chen Yang up."

"Yes."

The secretary bowed her head in response and turned to leave the room.

Soren stood still, slowly closing the document in his hand, his gaze returning to the crowd outside the window.