"This is the legendary primitive creature …"
Cryopteris was also staring at the image the Scholar was looking at. It was in the Scholar's helmet, and its tone was getting more and more agitated.
"This is what they are looking for, the source of their fear …"
"But we found it first! Wah wah wah wah! "
"Ah! Don't shout! " The Scholar patted the helmet, and Cryopteris finally quieted down. Although it was small, it was very loud.
"Is it necessary to be so agitated?" The Scholar said, "These creatures are very special. They are like … multicellular creatures with brains."
"They have strong bodies and minds," Cryopteris said. The Explosive Roar Worm replied: 「 It's best to delay this matter further, you need to continue observing them until the moment you fully understand them, activate yourself 」
The Scholar asked, "Activate? What are you talking about? "
"Activate that function." Cryopteris pressed a few buttons in the Scholar's helmet, and a bunch of information popped up in front of the Scholar's eyes.
It said, "If you find something useful and want to return quickly, do the following. The armor will activate the emergency spray system and allow you to return to the lab in a short time."
Under this paragraph, there was a series of action icons that looked like they were teaching a dance.
"This armor has this function?" The Scholar was slightly stunned. "It's not even written in the manual … What kind of weird action is this? It's too difficult … Even a master dancer would need dozens of days to learn it."
"It's only valuable when it's complicated," Cryopteris said. "Study first, practice later."
"Research … Then let's keep looking at them … Ah," the Scholar said as she continued to work. It accidentally dripped some of the mud from the bottle onto the ground.
'Weng —!!!' At this moment, It suddenly heard a strange sound around it. It turned around and saw that the control panel in the center of the ship had popped up an image. The image was flashing with Atlan language.
Cryopteris saw the language and immediately said to the Scholar, "Get out of here! Just like the fastest Brain Worm! "
"Scram …" The Scholar was stunned for a second. Then, it understood what was going on. The ship was probably sending a signal to summon the Atlan from other seas. Because it had detected microbes in the mud …
Although he did not know if those Atlans were still alive, it was better to escape first.
It immediately put the soil with microbes back into the bottle and wiped the mud on the ground clean. Then, it stuffed the bottle into its armor and ran to the entrance of the ship and pressed the button to open the door.
However, the door didn't open. Instead, a prompt in the Atlan language sounded.
"Samples are prohibited from escaping. Anything is prohibited from leaving, regardless of the danger. You must do your best to protect the sample. Remember. Your lives are far less important than the sample. Even if all of you die, you must protect the sample. "
This was translated by Cryopteris to the scholar.
"Exploration team, please answer. This is the rescue team! This is the rescue team. We are on our way to you. We heard that you found a sample and must protect it with your life! "
Then, the Scholar heard a voice coming from the square. It seemed that Atlan's troops somewhere had received the signal and were rushing over here …
"This door!" The Scholar looked at the cabin door that could not be opened no matter how hard he tried. He reached for the leg guard where some weapons were placed. "If that's the case, we can only use …"
"We can only use the secret signal."
"Secret signal?" The moment the Scholar asked, Cryopteris crawled to the 'microphone' in the helmet and shouted into it in a language that the Scholar did not understand.
Beep! At this time, the door made a sound and slowly opened.
"What kind of secret signal is this?" The Scholar asked as he walked into the door. At this time, the outer door also began to open slowly, but …
'Ka! Ka! 'The door kept rising, but it could not because it was stuck.
Only then did the Scholar remember that the door at this position was the one that was destroyed by the Mist Worm. This ship had many exits, but inadvertently, it ran to this broken exit …
The Scholar immediately wanted to turn back, but it found that the exit behind it was already closed.
"Open it quickly!" The Scholar slammed the button to open the door, but Cryopteris translated the message and said, "Do not open the door until the outer door is completely closed."
"There should be a secret signal for it to open, right?" The Scholar immediately asked Cryopteris. Cryopteris said, "The system is stupid. It cannot be opened."
"… Then what should we do?" The Scholar looked at the door that was stuck. The door could not be raised or lowered. It was in a state where it could not be moved. Previously, the Scholar wanted to blow up the door, but that was only when there was enough space in the cabin. Now, if it blew up the corridor between the door and the door, it was very likely that it would be affected.
At the same time, the Scholar also heard the notification in the cabin. The 'rescue' of the Atlan troops seemed to be getting closer and closer. Soon, they would be discovered by them …
"Forget it, I don't care so much. Let's just blow it up and try it!" The Scholar took out a round object that was full of barbs from its armor. It pressed the round object against the hooked door and set the time to detonate it …
'Ka!' Suddenly, the door returned to normal. It rose, and the round object bounced onto the Scholar's head. A sentence popped up. "Detonate in ten seconds."
"Ahhh!" The Scholar yanked the object down and threw it away. Then, it quickly swam out of the opened door.
'Boom —!!!' Less than five seconds after it swam out, a loud explosion came from behind it. The entire ship was pushed back by the force of the explosion. The Scholar was also blown away and hit the wall of the trench in front of it.
"Phew …" The Scholar sighed in relief. "That's …"
"It's not perfect," Cryopteris said.
"What? Could it be … "The Scholar was shocked. It suddenly remembered that the mud on the floor was not completely wiped clean. Although it was not clear what the microbes were, the Scholar knew that it could not let Atlan or the Brain Sprite get their hands on them.
Cryopteris continued. "You didn't even roll when you escaped. It's not perfect."
"What …" The Scholar sighed in relief again. "But this …"
Before the Scholar could finish, it shut its mouth. It saw that in the distance of the trench … there was a light.
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