Cao Xianming immediately seized on the key point: "Ancient tree?"
"Yang Yong, do you know what that giant tree actually is?"
Yang Yong answered at once, "All I know is its name. It's called the Netherworld Ancient Tree."
"Good."
Cao Xianming lowered his head and rapidly analyzed the situation.
His fingers swiped across the data model at high speed, pulling up various parameters.
The name Netherworld Ancient Tree was itself an entry point for data.
Soon, he calculated a probability.
He glanced at the data model.
Several key nodes lit up amid the densely packed streams of data.
Then he answered, "Yang Yong, ignore them."
"When they alert the ancient tree, they'll actually create an opportunity for us."
After saying that, Cao Xianming did not continue.
Perhaps he saw no need to say more.
Or perhaps he was rapidly calculating all the possibilities and had no time to explain.
His eyes never left the data model.
On the model, the red dot representing the ancient tree's main body flickered faintly.
The dots representing the Decapitation Squad were rapidly approaching that position.
The two were about to collide.
Meanwhile, the green dots representing the Survival Convoy were moving in another direction.
The distance between them was growing.
Yang Yong was still shouting, "Anyone who wants to live, follow us! Hurry and break out!"
"As long as we get out of this Tree Sea Domain, we'll have a chance to survive!"
Although Yang Yong kept shouting.
Only a handful of people actually gathered around him.
To be precise...
Only a handful were willing to follow the Survival Convoy and break out in the direction away from Shanghai.
Only a handful were willing to follow the Decapitation Squad and attack the Netherworld Ancient Tree's main body, too.
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