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One day later, in the afternoon.

Whoosh—

The sound of dozens of military helicopters' rotor blades echoed over the outskirts of Ling City.

"What's going on…" Many citizens looked up, whispering and guessing.

At the same time.

Inside a helicopter serving as a temporary command center.

Zhang Feng sat by the window, looking out at the distant mountains and forests, feeling quite emotional for a moment.

'The cave world was where I was, waiting for the military to rescue me.

But now, I am the military.

I just don't know if there are any trapped people in that cave.'

Thinking, Zhang Feng looked at the person in charge beside him, "We're almost there."

…

To prevent the rats from hearing the helicopter and hiding, the group chose not to enter the territory of Daling Mountain.

Instead, they landed in a suburban area fifty miles away from Daling Mountain.

Moreover, the local troops of the province had already begun to 'encircle' inward.

This way, even if the information from last night's flower market was known by the other rats, they wouldn't have much chance of escaping in the face of an encirclement and suppression.

Unless they had dug a network of tunnels running underground.

But according to the information provided by those rats, their tunnels were not that large.

Zhang Feng had also judged based on their descriptions, feeling that the 'area of their lair in this world' was similar to what he had seen in the cave world.

Including the specific location in this world, those rats had also marked it out.

At this moment.

Zhang Feng was holding a detailed military map of Daling Mountain, and behind him were the rats that had been brought along.

Now that they had guides and knew the location, all that was left was to strike into the rats' main stronghold.

"Everyone."

As the first-tier combat force, Zhang Feng had his own fifty-two-man commando special team.

Following Zhang Feng's general action orders, and the team leader's more detailed commands, they moved forward into the mountains in a staggered formation, three people per group, following Zhang Feng.

And as Zhang Feng set off, some transport helicopters also landed one after another, with teams of soldiers disembarking quickly and orderly.

As Zhang Feng walked, and after arriving in the mountains where visibility was poor, he turned his head to look at the people in the forest.

They carried instruments and weapons, and exchanged hand gestures silently and tacitly as they walked.

Such a combat deployment, even without infantry-tank-artillery coordination, possessed extremely strong striking power and sweeping ability.

At the same time.

Zhang Feng was not only watching their plans, but also carefully listening to the commands in his headset.

'I haven't seen the official encirclement and suppression in the apocalypse.

In the Criminal Police world, there was an official mountain search, although I was the head of the special case team, I didn't have the authority in the army to know more specific deployment plans.

In the Undercover world, I was even less involved in the time Luo Huo was overthrown.

But at this moment, I can quietly learn a thing or two,'

Zhang Feng thought, diligently learning.

This way, if he ever played too big in the future and caused this kind of large-scale search, then reasonable evasion of counter-searches and counter-reconnaissance would be necessary.

Of course, it would be easier to learn in reality, where there is more information.

It's just that it would conflict with his persona of 'single-mindedly focusing on learning martial arts'.

So Zhang Feng felt it was unnecessary.

Especially the human body data in reality, which is now becoming more and more abundant and endless.

It's completely a case of reading a thousand reports one day, and then two thousand more the next day.

One thousand are the changes in yesterday's one thousand people, and the other thousand are new people.

The impact of such a 'knowledge load' made Zhang Feng unable to be distracted.

Moreover, what's interesting now is.

As big data martial arts training unfolded.

Zhang Feng suddenly realized that it wasn't him gaining new knowledge in the adventure world.

Instead, after obtaining meridian knowledge in reality, he needed to take it to the 'adventure world with more time' to practice and research.

There are many new topics in reality, and they are all new major knowledge points, which are crucial for his current overclocking breakthrough.

Zhang Feng didn't have time to learn counter-reconnaissance.

'Life time', and age.

Zhang Feng felt that he was still too young, and 'too young'.

Even though he was already over a hundred years old, he felt that he had not learned enough of the myriad things known in the current world.

At the same time, Zhang Feng suddenly realized here,

'Lifespan is the biggest shackle hindering human development.

Because if a person wants to make further breakthroughs in current research, then to a large extent, they have to spend a lot of time learning the knowledge of their predecessors.

In other words, there are definitely many geniuses in our era.

Because they are making further breakthroughs while spending a lot of time learning the knowledge of their predecessors.

This in itself is a kind of "greater genius".

Of course, we cannot deny that we are standing on the shoulders of giants to move forward and break through.

But we also cannot deny our efforts.'

Zhang Feng thought, feeling that this scientific breakthrough was not easy to solve, and then began to think about something practical and achievable,

'Lifespan is indeed a big problem.

I have to quickly explore more simplified martial arts, preferably simplifying all internal organ overclocking.

Improving the internal organs can prolong life.

This way, even if knowledge cannot be directly instilled, people all over the world will have enough time to learn.'

Thinking of this, Zhang Feng felt that it was feasible.

Not to mention that after success, all of humanity would regard him as a 'pioneer'.

Just say that as more and more people gain longevity through cultivation.

Then more and more high-end 'functional data' will be available, and his big data will become richer and richer.

It can be regarded as mutual progress and mutual benefit.

People all over the world are happy, and he is also happy.

But it cannot be denied that he also wants to be a pioneer and start a new era.

At the same time.

Forty miles away.

Below a small mountain, there is a tunnel.

The setting sun reflects on the entrance of the cave.

Ten meters inside the tunnel, there are more than a dozen unconscious men and women.

Further inside the tunnel behind them, there were intermittent chattering sounds.

At this moment.

Rustle— The sound of stepping on stones came from outside the cave. A small-faced man carried a person in and placed them in the pile of people again.

After putting them down, he called into the cave: "Squeak squeak…" (I caught another person, I put them here first)

"Squeak squeak…" (Okay, go catch some more) A response also came from inside the cave.

In their own lair, they did not use human language, but habitually communicated in their native language.

At the same time.

As they talked back and forth, the squeaking sounds echoed around.

In the pile of people, a forty-year-old man woke up.

'Where is this…? I… am in… a tunnel?'

He was very confused and didn't know what had happened.

Because he was just an ordinary small boss, running a small fruit shop.

His family was not exactly happy and perfect, but at least he had sons and daughters, and his wife did not mind the hard work, getting up early and staying up late every day to accompany him to watch the shop.

But just yesterday, he let his wife go home to cook first, and when he was guarding the small shop, a small-faced customer suddenly came in.

He was just about to ask the customer what they wanted to buy, and then he didn't know anything.

Now that he woke up, he was in this dark tunnel.

In fact, if it weren't for the light reflecting in the distance, he wouldn't have known he was in a tunnel.

Also at this moment.

Shasha—

Footsteps came from inside the cave. Several small-faced men and women with bare bodies walked out from the depths.

Their tails swayed rhythmically behind them, occasionally hooking onto the walls, like monkeys hanging upside down from branches, swinging towards this side.

"Ghost!"

After seeing this scene, the small boss was so frightened that his face turned pale.

"Hehe…" Those rats, seeing that a food had awakened, did not kill it, but playfully sized it up.

It was like a cat teasing a mouse, playing it to death before eating it.

After the small boss screamed, he didn't dare to move rashly, and even forgot to beg for mercy.

But it was his shout that also gradually awakened the men and women who were piled together.

After they were confused for a few seconds, and then saw the monster in front of them.

"Monster!"

"Don't eat me…"

"Run, run!"

They struggled in a panic, using both their hands and feet, trying to break free from the piled up crowd and run out.

But a strong rat flashed, hooked its tail on the wall, and swung in front of them, blocking their way out.

"Want to leave?" The strong rat laughed, its rat eyes looked over the crowd, towards its own kind in the back, "These foods actually want to run? Hahaha!"

"Hahaha!"

The rats in the back also laughed happily, with a completely playful look.

And there was also a rat staring at a beautiful girl, grabbing its crotch with its hand, and slowly approaching.

They were humanoid and also liked beautiful humans.

Shasha…

Seeing the monster approaching, the girl was already speechless with fright, and only used her limp hands to rub the rocky ground, dragging her body to the nearby corner with her consciousness.

Despair and helplessness spread in everyone's hearts.

"This food is mine now." The rat savored their despair, baring its somewhat sharp teeth. "I'll start with…"

Bang!

A gunshot echoed from outside the cave.

Faster than the sound, even before the gunshot, the rat's head had already been struck, exploding at the back.

Then, bang, bang, bang!

Continuous gunshots reverberated through the mountain, and several rats that were far from the Little Boss and the others were all shot in the head and killed.

The ability of night vision allowed Zhang Feng to see the dark tunnel as if the blazing sun had descended.

Bang!

The final explosion wasn't a gunshot.

It was Zhang Feng charging into the cave and shattering the strong rat's chest with a punch, its entire spine fractured in the back.

Shaking the blood off his hand.

Zhang Feng looked at the dazed crowd staring at him.

They looked at Zhang Feng, unable to see his face clearly, but they saw the vague outline of the Conductor's uniform, and the warm sunlight behind Zhang Feng.

They also saw a rat outside the cave, the monster that had captured them, but it was already dead from a gunshot wound.

"Are you all alright?"

Zhang Feng looked at them, still in shock.

"I'm Zhang Feng, the leader of the Temporary Special Operations Team. Don't be afraid, you're safe now. With me here, no monster can harm you."

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"Zhang Feng? Conductor Zhang…"

"He's the Conductor who was reported two years ago…"

"We're saved… we're saved!"

…

Half an hour.

The sound of gunfire echoed continuously within the cave.

"Nine o'clock position, clear."

"Report, Team Leader Zhang, this is Team Three, clear!"

"Conductor, Squad Ten has occupied the third tunnel."

The continuous reports reached Zhang Feng's ears.

After handing over the dozen or so rescued individuals to the follow-up troops, Zhang Feng had now arrived at the former 'Platform Mechanism Cave'.

Here, there were twenty-four special forces personnel guarding the vicinity, their searchlights making it seem like daytime.

As for the rat's main base further ahead, Zhang Feng had already swept through it, breaking the limbs of all those who needed it. Now, the follow-up troops were inside collecting the spoils.

At the same time.

Inside the Mechanism Cave.

Zhang Feng first arrived in front of the large mechanism stone, seeing that the stone hadn't been pushed over, and that the other personnel had entered from the passages on both sides.

These passages were still dug by the rats, and there was one more than in the Subterranean World.

Zhang Feng glanced at them a few times, then looked at the mechanism. It was indeed more refined than the one in the Subterranean World, an old-fashioned pulley system.

The overall style resembled an ancient city gate, capable of opening and closing vertically.

Because of the pulley's leverage, it didn't require much force.

After examining these, Zhang Feng turned his gaze to the four-meter-high platform in front.

Then, to everyone's surprise, Zhang Feng exerted force with his legs and easily leaped up.

'Is he even human?'

'I heard a long time ago that Conductor Zhang is a martial arts master, but I always thought it was fake…'

'Actually… he seems even more terrifying than the monsters…'

The crowd was amazed and secretly sized up Zhang Feng on the platform.

At the same time.

On the platform.

After jumping up, Zhang Feng looked around and saw that the mechanism's location was the same as in the Subterranean World.

However, there was a stone carving on the ground here.

Whoosh—

He raised his foot and swept it, the wind from his pant leg clearing away the dust on top.

Zhang Feng saw that the painting depicted a 'somewhat hunchbacked person'.

As for the gender and age, it was hard to tell because the painting was very simple.

The reason he knew it was a person was because it didn't have a tail.

And the 'person' who drew him was a rat.

Zhang Feng looked to the side, where there was a rat skeleton that had long turned to bone, its bony hand still weakly holding a polished stone.

'Did the person in this picture trap them here?

Did it draw him out of spite?'

Zhang Feng felt like it was 'out of spite'.

As for the skeleton, it belonged to a very old rat.

He thought to himself.

Zhang Feng squatted down, put on disposable gloves, and roughly searched through the bones, making a rough judgment.

If calculated by human bone age, it was about eighty years old when it died.

Zhang Feng was familiar with human body functions and had researched big data on bones and body exertion.

He had some knowledge of this, so he could quickly make a judgment.

Stepping over the skeleton.

Zhang Feng got up again and looked at the mechanism in the middle.

He walked over and touched it slightly, feeling that the mode was similar to that of the Subterranean World.

'It seems to be the work of the 'same person'.'

Zhang Feng didn't find it strange to see that it was the same person.

Because it was like the Guest, the same person in different worlds might be doing similar things, or the same things.

He had seen the Guest twice, and they both liked 'comprehension and learning'.

He had also seen Wang She three times, one of which [The Prequel] didn't count.

The other time was also on the border, doing the same 'business'.

Although the small shop couldn't compare to smuggling, it was still business.

'This person counts as two times.'

Zhang Feng suddenly became interested in this 'mechanism person', for no particular reason, just pure curiosity.

Including when he was in the Subterranean World, Zhang Feng was actually curious about who this person was.

But time was too tight, the rats couldn't wait to jump in his face, so he didn't think about it too much.

He had originally thought about slowly pondering it after killing the rats in the cave, but he fell unconscious.

After that, he got busy with this and that, and had long forgotten it.

Now, seeing it again.

Zhang Feng also began to recall the details.

This world didn't seem like much.

But in the Subterranean World.

Zhang Feng vaguely remembered a young man who liked to tell ghost stories, who said that these rats were raised by a 'Great Immortal'.

The reason he still remembered it was because the environment was too gloomy, and he was actually scared by the ghost story.

That's why he spoke more bluntly and choked people.

This memory was deeply etched.

'Might as well call him "Ling Mountain Great Immortal" for now.'

Zhang Feng recalled while looking at the mechanism, then looked in the direction of the cave.

'It can be seen that this Great Immortal wanted to trap these rats.

But this world, like the Subterranean World, didn't restrain them.'

Zhang Feng thought to himself, then jumped off the platform again in everyone's astonished gaze.

'But at least in the Subterranean World, these rats hadn't run out.

And in this world, not only did they run out, but they also transformed into "human form".

From a normal perspective, it's rapid evolution.

From a more mysterious perspective, it's becoming spirits, learning the art of transformation.'

Zhang Feng pondered, feeling that it should be like this.

No more than the fact that the Ling Mountain Great Immortal didn't suppress them.

At the same time.

Several troop personnel also ran over, pointing to the dozen or so rats that had been detained.

"Conductor, we have already inquired about some of their strongholds in various provinces."

"Good." Zhang Feng nodded, then pointed to the steps above, "By the way, check the past hundred years to see if there was a Great Immortal here who raised rats."

"Great Immortal?" Everyone was puzzled, but thinking that Conductor Zhang himself was strange, he might be able to discover things they couldn't.

So, they had to investigate.

After giving the instructions.

Zhang Feng didn't leave, but circled around the cave again.

Among them, the 'falling' position in the Subterranean World.

Zhang Feng saw that it was quite solid here, although it was also a large cave, the rock wall above was very thick.

…

In just two days.

After meticulous searching and clearing, all known rats have been killed or arrested by the authorities.

During this period, Zhang Feng also participated in their 'rat-catching' operations.

The powerful firepower network and troops were enough to sweep away all rat dens.

Zhang Feng also learned a lot of combat knowledge.

When this matter ended.

The authorities didn't vigorously restrict matters concerning 'non-biological rats' as they had in the past.

It's just that even if someone said it, very few people would believe that there was such a strange species in another corner of the world.

…

Also on the second day after the matter ended.

This dry winter finally ushered in the first snow.

Woo woo~

Inside the train cab.

Zhang Feng held a thermos cup and leaned against the car door, watching the snowflakes outside gradually growing larger.

The ground was already covered in white.

"Received…" After the driver coordinated with the dispatch room, he also appropriately slowed down the train.

At this time, Zhang Feng withdrew his distracted gaze and looked at the driver.

"Now that the train is slow, should I take over?"

"Huh?" When the driver heard the Conductor's words, he shook his head like a rattle drum.

"Conductor, why don't you tell that ghost story from just now, the one about rats becoming spirits in our world…"