That's true. In order for the Resurrection Tree to grow on this small fortress, [ Traditional Eccentric Wheel ] added the kind of soil from around Valhalla that is suitable for plant growth between the main three decks and the surrounding walls.
Even now, the roots of the Resurrection Tree are still advancing through these slabs of soil.
[ The Good Times Don't Last ] Seeing the "technical director" nod, he said with even more confidence:
"So all we really need to do is find a way to move the Resurrection Tree sapling from the upper deck here."
"Here? You mean where we are right now?"
"That's right, so even when the Resurrection Tree matures, players will only be teleported out from around us."
"What's the use of this?"
"First, they won't die from the Blood Corpse; second, it will be easier for us to escape if we want to."
[ The Good Times Don't Last ] pointing to a corner of the cabin, he said:
"How about we just break open the inner wall, and then slowly pull the Resurrection Tree growing in the crevice over to replant it? Wouldn't that work?"
"This method does seem to work..."
Both [ Shit Appraisal Master ] and [ Lion Hidden in the Eyes ] began to consider the feasibility of this method, while [ Traditional Eccentric Wheel ] clearly thought about it even more.
Just as everyone was discussing the details of the plan, [ Traditional Eccentric Wheel ] suddenly leaped up and ran towards the storage area at the rear of the cabin.
Soon, he pulled out something that looked like a bedside table from a large pile of supplies.
"Dude, what's this?"
"It's our way out!"
[ Traditional Eccentric Wheel ] is extremely excited at this moment.
"You should be more specific."
Then [ Traditional Eccentric Wheel ] grabbed [ Good Times Don't Last ]:
"Dude, thanks for reminding me, I've got an even better way."
"If it's a good idea, then say it's a good idea. The way you're saying it makes it sound like the race has changed..."
"Cough cough."
[ Traditional Eccentric Wheel ] cleared his throat excitedly and said:
"Just like [ Good Times Don't Last ] said, we can move the Resurrection Tree down, so that when it grows up and the players teleport over, we'll have a new helper."
"And the expansion part of my plan is also here—we need their help to get the King of Fall Resistance, I Guess' out of here!"
"Unless you develop an anti-gravity device right now, how can you do that?"
The Dragonborn were curious about this.
The [ Traditional Eccentric Wheel ] pulled out a drawer resembling a bedside table and took out a blueprint:
"These are the blueprints Gray shared with me. They're commonly used excavation components in the Graycast Corridor. Our fortress's component parameters are entirely derived from the Graycast Corridor, so once it's built, it'll be usable—it definitely will."
The three of them paused for a moment, slowly processing the grand plan of the [ Traditional Eccentric Wheel ].
This person actually wants to modify the King of Fall Resistance, I Guess" right under the nose of that terrifying monster, giving it more functions and the ability to climb back onto the ground!
Although this plan sounds like a pipe dream, upon closer examination, it doesn't seem impossible to achieve.
With the idea of perfecting the plan in mind, the three of them, like lecturers at a thesis defense, began to bombard the [ Traditional Eccentric Wheel ] with questions.
"And what is the source of power?"
[ Traditional Eccentric Wheel ] pointed to the cabin below.
"Are thirty Blood Corpse enough?"
[ Traditional Eccentric Wheel ] then pointed to the deck above.
No spare parts available.
[ Traditional Eccentric Wheel ] pulled out a box full of various Aberration plant plugins.
"No nutrients."
[ Traditional Eccentric Wheel ] produced enough roasted Scarlet Millet for four people to eat for a month.
How do we remove the excavated soil?
The [ Traditional Eccentric Wheel ] extracted the blueprints for Graycast Corridor civilian conveyor belt.
"No, are you Gray's godfather? Why does he give you all the good things?"
After a brief but not heated debate, all three were convinced by the grand plan of the [ Traditional Eccentric Wheel ].
The Dragonborn held his head in disbelief:
"I never imagined I'd be playing Fallout Shelter in World of Disorder?"
"More than!"
[ The Good Times Don't Last didn't last long] The surprise was equally palpable:
"If the plan goes smoothly, our shelter might just disappear."
The [ Shit Appraisal Master ] was already rubbing his hands together, looking at the [ Traditional Eccentric Wheel ] with great excitement:
"Let's give the plan a name; it'll make us more motivated to do it."
Let me think about it...
[ Traditional Eccentric Wheel ] pondered for a moment and said:
"Actually, our predicament is not serious. If Blood Corpse are a kind of resource, then the resources around us can be said to be very abundant."
"What we need to do is gradually consume the surrounding resources to strengthen ourselves, so let's call it -- ' The Snake Plan '!"
Upon hearing this, the Dragonborn raised his hand:
"How about we call it the ' Gluttonous King, I Guess ' project?"
"Roll."
The Dragonborn silently lowered his hand.
After a vote of three in favor and one abstention, the Snake Plan officially began.
In order to complete this plan, the most important thing for the four of them right now is to eat.
The first step of the plan is to move the Resurrection Tree from the rooftop to here, which requires destroying several surrounding wooden planks.
The situation in the Wilderness of Chaos is unlike that of the Second Holy See. The only way for everyone to get the planks is to Directed Alienation and then cut their own bodies.
In order to produce more wood planks faster and better, nutrition is essential.
After shutting down their sensory synchronization, everyone began to Scarlet Millet in the cabin, quickly turning into four large sacs.
While the Snake Plan was progressing smoothly, new changes were also occurring in some areas...
Klaf City, four levels underground, Rotting Corpse Dark Lake.
The sound of dripping water in the cave has become a familiar background noise for players these past few days.
After two days of exploration, the players have gained a general understanding of the lake.
Despite being located hundreds of meters underground, the lake's explored area is already comparable to the current Valhalla, and judging from the map, players seem to have only covered half of its circumference.
"Captain, when will this exploration ever end?"
"[ Easily Soluble in Water ]" he asked somewhat idly, Howling Pothos.
His gaming experience these past two days hasn't been great—is the underground dark lake even worth seeing?
Those photos must be beautiful; the photos he took over the past few days have already filled up the storage space on his secondhand computer after being exported.
However, the game content is still somewhat lacking.
Speaking of traveling alone, in order not to attract the attention of the surrounding Blood Corpse, all the players were currently covered in a layer of dried corpse blood, which was not a pleasant feeling.
Faced with his complaints, [ Howling Pothos ] only needed to ask one question to instantly rouse him:
Have you noticed the changes in the Blood Corpse nearby?
"What?"
[ Easily Soluble in Water ] I was immediately surprised. Aren't all Blood Corpse the same? How could there be any change?
All that could be heard was [ Howling Pothos ] saying:
"Actually, there are certain differences between Blood Corpse of different lineages, and according to our observations, the number of Adelaide Lineage Blood Corpse around us has increased significantly in the past two days."