“Gorge 313 to the northwest of the Central Basin has no powerful deadly monsters and there is water.”

“If your fighter plane has enough fuel, you can consider the Underground City Base.”

He uttered the three locations in a bland tone and then said, “Please choose on your own.”

“PJ179 asking PL1109 where it is going.”

Lu Feng was silent. He glanced around at the people in the cabin.

“The Abyss,” he finally replied. “Going to aid the Highland Research Institute.”

“The place of the fusion faction?” An officer suddenly looked up. “That is heterogeneous territory.”

“I know.”

The same inquiry came across the communicator.

“Are you going to rescue the enemy?”

“Isn’t the region filled with monsters more dangerous?”

“Please explain the reason.”

“It is my personal decision. The Highland Research Institute is the only existing human settlement outside the base.” Lu Feng’s voice was light. “Please choose your own direction.”

The captain of PL1109 didn’t raise any objections. After a brief hesitation, he operated the steering device. The engine roared and the aircraft slowly turned south. There was a sound from the communicator again.

“Can I ask… who are you?”

“The Trial Court’s Lu Feng.”

There was silence. PL1109 climbed up to the sky. Its wing lights came out as it headed to the Abyss in this vast night. Above the base in the hovering formation, the first fighter plane followed PL1109 to the south.

The second one. The third. The wings lights and tail lights merged into a flowing river of lights at night until there were only two left.

“PJ254 and PJ113 have decided to stand by and die with the base.”

“I wish you victory.”

The captain of the PL1109 replied, “I wish us a bright future.”

“Take care.”

***

The Abyss, the Highland Research Institute.

Once the magnetic field failed, the image on the screen changed. All the chaos had disappeared, leaving only noise evenly distributed on the screen. It couldn’t be called regular or irregular. It was chaotic yet showed an indescribable neatness.

Polly stared at the screen like this. He was just staring at the screen but An Zhe felt he was looking through the screen to a huge, indescribable object. He remembered what Tang Lan had said to Polly an hour ago. At that time, Tang Lan asked if Polly had already understood something but didn’t want to tell them because they might not be able to face the truth.

At this moment, facing Polly’s eyes, the same thought rose in An Zhe’s mind. He asked, “Do you understand anything?”

In the silence, Polly replied, “Maybe not exactly but it is a frequency.”

“Frequency?”

“Atoms, electrons, photons and matter are made up of basic particles. What are the basic particles made up of? Strings. Strings are lines of energy in a two dimensional space. Once they start to vibrate with a specific frequency, they become particles in our space-time.”