With the salty smell of the sea breeze on his face, Wang Ergo's tactical eyepiece flashed a drone image of a giant robotic arm wrapped in vine-like mycelium slowly unwinding on the steel frame of an abandoned drilling rig in the East China Sea. Xiao Man's bracelet suddenly issued a harsh alarm, and the holographic projection emerged the last image of his father before his death:
_" Gaia is not a virus... It's the Earth's immune system..." _
"Quantum positioning indicates target in 3,000 meters of water." The deep-sea probe she controls has just broken through the ice, "but an unusual energy field is interfering with the sonar - like something mimicking the Earth's magnetic field."
Blue diving cabin, Wang two dogs touch the back of the neck of the bar code slightly hot. Since coming to the fishing village, the biochip implanted in the body always transmits low-frequency pulses in the middle of the night, and now resonates perfectly with a certain frequency in the deep sea. Through the reinforced glass, he saw that the larvae of the emerald species in the incubator were rapidly molting under the nourishment of the symbiotic mycelium, and when the fungus broke open, it revealed features similar to those of a human fetus.
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"Prepare the magnetic storm bomb!" Father Paul's voice had a metallic tinge as his mechanical prosthesis pierced the bulletproof glass, all six arms clamped around the console at once." The mycelium is hungry for the carrier of Gaia consciousness..."
The deep sea suddenly lit up eerie green, and a network of mycelium spread from the rig to the surface, forming a giant cocoon of light that blocked out the sun. Wang Ergou felt the smell of rust coming out of his nasal cavity - not blood, but the sulfur that comes from the hot spring of the deep sea. When the first mant-winged radiation variant crashes through the ocean, he finally understands his father's last unspoken warning: Gaia is waking up
