140: Brother Mo who can make takoyaki is a good brother

Lin Mo's command was like a pebble dropped into a calm lake, stirring ripples deep within the soul of the entire Natural Selection.

"Deep Roots"?

What is this? A new weapon system?

Gu Zhixia stared intently at the tactical sand table, trying to find any clue matching this command from the massive data stream.

However, the sand table was empty.

Apart from the green light representing her side, the surrounding universe was still a deep, despairing darkness.

No energy readings spiked, no weapon hatches opened.

The Natural Selection remained suspended silently, as if nothing had happened.

But she could feel it; something was different.

The golden, pollen-like light particles permeating the Bridge suddenly became denser.

The scent of a forest after rain in the air became clearer, even giving one the illusion of not being in a cold steel warship, but standing beneath a mythical giant tree connecting heaven and earth.

Then, a scene that made her pupils contract sharply occurred.

Outside the huge holographic viewport, the Natural Selection's smooth, mirror-like black hull began to show countless hair-thin, emerald-green patterns, like cracks.

These patterns were not damage; they were full of the rhythm of Life, like the intricate root system of a giant tree buried deep underground!

They spread and intertwined rapidly across the hull, and within a few short seconds, the entire massive warship was enveloped in a magnificent and sacred net of emerald-green light!

The next second.

Chirp—Chirp—Chirp—

Thousands of emerald-green light tendrils, thinner than hair and composed of pure Life energy, shot out from the nodes of those patterns!

They did not scatter chaotically.

Instead, like a pack of well-trained, highly intelligent hounds, with the Natural Selection at the center, they extended, explored, and swept out in all spatial dimensions!

Their speed was extreme, yet they were silent.

Wherever they passed, the space rippled almost imperceptibly, as if an invisible net was rapidly spreading in this "hunting ground" enveloped by the "World Tree's" Life domain.

Any foreign object not belonging to this "domain" would have nowhere to hide!

"This... this is..."

Gu Zhixia stared blankly at the miraculous scene before her; her military expertise and tactical knowledge, which she prided herself on, seemed so pale and powerless at this moment.

This was already beyond the scope of a weapon.

This was... a law-level, domain suppression!

Just then.

The Bridge door slid open again, and a rich, invigorating aroma drifted in.

"Brother Mo, big sister! I made refreshing mint lemon tea, and crispy, milky biscuits too!"

Gu Nianqiu walked in with light steps, carrying a delicate tray.

Her small head curiously poked around, and she immediately saw the magnificent scene outside the viewport.

"Wow!"

Her big eyes instantly lit up, sparkling with light brighter than stars, "Brother Mo! Our ship has grown so many beautiful little green pigtails! Like seaweed, so pretty!"

The innocent words of the young girl instantly diluted much of the tense, solidified atmosphere within the Bridge.

Gu Zhixia glanced at her, somewhat exasperated, but the shock in her heart remained undiminished.

And just as Gu Nianqiu's voice fell.

On the tactical sand table, a glaring red warning box suddenly popped up!

[WARNING: Unknown spatial stealth unit detected!]

[Target being captured by "Roots of the World Tree"! Energy analysis in progress... Structure analysis in progress...]

"Caught it!"

Gu Zhixia's voice trembled with a hint of disbelief.

Outside the viewport, in the darkness, the emerald-green light tendrils, spread throughout the void, seemed to have found their target simultaneously, suddenly contracting and converging in the same direction!

A space that was previously empty began to twist violently.

It was as if an invisible, flowing layer of glass was being brutally torn apart from the inside out by a barbaric force!

"Screech—"

Accompanied by a harsh sound like tearing fabric, a strangely menacing ship was forcibly dragged out of its cloaked state by the emerald-green light tendrils!

The ship was not large, at most the size of a frigate.

It was entirely a strange, dark purple, as if made of chitin.

Its appearance was unlike any conventional industrial creation; instead, it resembled a monstrous predatory creature from the deep sea.

The bow was sharp like teeth, the hull was covered with streamlined, fin-like bone spines, and the stern had several flexible, tentacle-like thrusters.

At this moment, it was tightly wrapped by thousands of emerald-green light tendrils, bundled into a giant "rice dumpling."

The ends of those light tendrils had deeply pierced its chitinous armor, making a "sizzling" sound, seemingly extracting its energy.

This special assault ship, named "Phantom Shark," with its proud "phase mimicry" stealth system that could perfectly evade all conventional detection methods, was as fragile as a window pane before the unreasonable Life domain of the "World Tree."

"Wow! Brother Mo caught a big octopus!"

Gu Nianqiu looked at the bound, futilely struggling enemy ship, not only unafraid but excitedly clapped her small hands, her eyes shining as she looked at Lin Mo, her face full of anticipation.

"Brother Mo, Brother Mo! Can we make takoyaki with this? I brought a lot of bonito flakes and nori powder!"

"..."

Gu Zhixia held her forehead, completely out of patience with her uniquely wired sister.

Lin Mo's face, always as calm as an ancient well, seemed to twitch imperceptibly at the corner of his mouth.

He did not answer Gu Nianqiu's question, but instead turned his gaze back to the "Phantom Shark," which was now a turtle in a jar.

Almost immediately upon capture, the opponent sent dozens of communication requests, ranging from urgent pleas for mercy to threats masking cowardice, and then to humble begging willing to pay any price for survival; various messages flooded the communication channel chaotically.

Lin Mo didn't even bother to look.

He simply, calmly, delivered the final judgment.

"Electromagnetic cannon array, coordinate lock."

His voice, in the Bridge where the young girl's innocent words had just rung out, sounded especially cold.

"Send them on their way."