Chapter 353: Attacking the Tree of Souls

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A fighter plane converted from a large transport plane was flying at low altitude. Surrounding this fighter plane were hundreds of small aircraft. These aircraft, only a few meters long, were like loyal guards, guarding the side of the fighter plane.

"Forward, forward, hurry up, bring the Tree of Souls back, I want to study it." Matthew stood behind the pilot, urging constantly, his eyes flashing with excitement.

The Tree of Souls was an incredibly magical item. From the news Ye Nan sent back, this Tree of Souls was quite extraordinary. Matthew, who learned this news, immediately ran over, intending to take the Tree of Souls away.

"Brother's meaning is that this time, the Tree of Souls is the target, and the goal is to make the Na'vi unite so that he can unfold his next plan, not to really obtain the Tree of Souls." Smila's image was projected from the projector. "Dr. Matthew, so you cannot do some stupid things."

"Am I that kind of person?" Dr. Matthew scolded angrily. Then, his voice softened, putting on a fawning smile. "Anyway, he is not here, and now he cannot be contacted. Why don't we bring the Tree of Souls back first and let me study it?"

"If Ye Nan is angry when the time comes, we will return it. What do you think of this idea?"

"Bad idea." Smila ignored Matthew's smiling face and said with disdain: "Are you really stupid or fake stupid? Bring the Tree of Souls back to study, and then return it. Do you think those Na'vi are all fools?"

Seeing that Smila was not fooled, Matthew immediately became angry: Who said Smila's IQ was only equivalent to 8 years old? Whoever said this sentence must all go to my laboratory to see if their brains are sick.

"In short, Doctor, you must not hinder Brother's plan," Smila said.

Originally, the Doctor could not appear here, but he couldn't stand Dr. Matthew's shamelessness in following him. Now the Doctor was eyeing the Tree of Souls again, so she naturally didn't give Dr. Matthew a good look.

"Don't be like this, accommodate me. Think about it, Ye Nan intends to let these Na'vi unite and hold together, which has no conflict with me taking the Tree of Souls. Can't you accommodate me?" Matthew looked at Smila with a pleading face, hoping Smila could accommodate him.

An old man pleading with a little girl—if it were in Chinese, it would be the little girl losing life and the old man losing face. However, the magical thing like the Tree of Souls hooked the heart of research in his heart, and he wished he could cut this Tree of Souls down directly and then study it, so he didn't care about face or not, he just wanted the soul child.

Matthew was like a child, seeing his beloved thing, he wanted to get it regardless of everything, even if he had to beg his grandfather and grandmother, he had to get it.

"No, Brother Ye Nan didn't say he wanted to obtain the Tree of Souls. I cannot change my plan without authorization." Smila refused decisively.

"Then you help me contact Ye Nan, I will talk to Ye Nan personally." Matthew felt he was going crazy. He finally saw a beloved treasure, but found he couldn't get it into his hands. Everything was a flower in the mirror and the moon in the water. This made him anxious like a monkey, moving around everywhere.

"No." Smila refused Matthew's proposal again.

"Why." Matthew felt he was going crazy. "This won't work, that won't work, what exactly do you want to do to give me the Tree of Souls?"

"Unless Brother Ye Nan agrees, otherwise I will not change my plan," Smila said.

"Then you go contact Ye Nan. I will persuade Ye Nan." Matthew endured the urge to go crazy, his whole person looking as aggrieved as he could be....

"No, only Brother Ye Nan can contact me. I cannot contact Brother Ye Nan. This is Brother Ye Nan's order." Smila still refused, her tone not changing in the slightest. Even if Matthew was still going crazy, she still had no change, her voice still steady and cold.

"You mean my idea has gone down the drain?" Matthew suddenly calmed down and asked Smila for an answer.

"Yes." Smila said directly.

"Good, good, good. You won't help me, I will go myself. For science, what does it matter if I sacrifice myself?" Matthew puffed out his chest, turned and left, while secretly thinking in his heart: "Hurry up and beg me to stay, beg me to stay, and then give me the Tree of Souls."

Matthew walked slowly, but by the time he walked out of the hatch, he hadn't waited for the expected retention. He was so angry that his teeth itched. He really wanted to turn back, but for some reason, he suddenly couldn't let go of his face, so he had to shout loudly, "Open the door, hurry up and open the door for me."

"Open the door for him," Smila said.

Soon, the pilot manipulated the fighter plane to land and opened the door for Matthew.

Flap flap, the birds in the sky, the beasts on the ground, the Na'vi holding bows and arrows and knives, all rushed from afar. They wanted to defend their home and protect the last Tree of Souls.

The Toruk Makto rode the Leonopteryx and took the lead: "Charge, kill the outsider demons."

Arrows covering the sky flew over, and many aircraft were shot down under this wave of attacks.

"The defense of the aircraft is still too thin." Ye Nan, sitting on the back of the Banshee, saw this scene and sighed.

When Stark designed this aircraft, because of the power, he deliberately reduced its weight. As a result, this aircraft only had a thin layer of iron skin, and the inside was all parts. It was precisely because of this that the aircraft could be favored by Ye Nan with low consumption.

The aircraft landed on the ground, immediately opened the hatch, and the Nemesis inside walked out. He spread his wings, flew from the ground to the sky, grabbed a Na'vi, and smashed him down from the Banshee with one punch.

Seeing this scene, the Toruk Makto immediately shouted: "The enemy's true body has been exposed, archers prepare."

More than half of the Na'vi pulled the bowstrings. The arrows in their hands were aimed at the Nemesis.

"Shoot."

At the Toruk Makto's order, the Na'vi who pulled the bowstrings shot the arrows in their hands one after another. These arrows came with their hatred, so naturally, the force was exceptionally great.

Pfft!

The arrow shot into the muscle of a Nemesis, and a bright red flower of blood bloomed on the Nemesis's body. Then, several more arrows were inserted into his body. Even as strong as the Nemesis, he had to collapse with a bang.

Seeing this scene, Ye Nan's eyes jumped. "Although I said to make the strength of the Nemesis lower, don't make it this low."

Ye Nan had forgotten that when he gave instructions, he said to make the strength of the Nemesis a little stronger than the Na'vi, and not to exceed the Na'vi too much, so Dr. Ashford manufactured the weakened version of the Nemesis, which was this Nemesis that died under the bow and arrow.

"Keli, what you said is truly powerful." The Toruk Makto manipulated the Leonopteryx and flew to Ye Nan's side. "These outsider demons are truly afraid of our arrows."

"This is natural." Ye Nan made a proud look, but he was muttering in his heart: "If I hadn't let them make the strength of the Nemesis weaker, how could you have won so easily? The anti-strike and recovery ability of the Nemesis is not for nothing."...

"But don't be proud and complacent. According to what you said, the power they sent this time is the power remaining in this world, weak and incomparable, so even if we win, we cannot be proud and complacent," the Toruk Makto taught again.

"You are clearly the one who is proud and complacent, but you say I am proud, and you come to teach me." Ye Nan muttered in his heart, but on the surface, he showed a moved look. "I was indeed proud. If it weren't for the Toruk Makto's teaching, I might have made mistakes in the future."

"It's good to be able to correct it," the Toruk Makto nodded with satisfaction, then manipulated the Leonopteryx to leave.

"This Toruk Makto really thinks he has won?" Ye Nan looked at the departing Toruk Makto and almost understood the thoughts in his heart.

Indeed, anyone, even Ye Nan, becoming the Toruk Makto he dreamed of, and integrating the Na'vi, and then seeing that he was about to win, would become proud. Don't look at him teaching Ye Nan on the surface; in fact, he was even prouder in his own heart than Ye Nan.

One Nemesis was killed, and hundreds of Nemesis stood up. These Nemesis walked out of the aircraft, relying on their wings, which were much more flexible than other Na'vi. For a time, the killing was also evenly matched.

Ye Nan watched a Nemesis pounce a Na'vi off the Banshee, then stepped on him fiercely twice, and then was pierced in the chest by an arrow and fell to the ground.

"This battle is truly fierce. If the number of people were equal, the unarmed weakened version of the Nemesis would not be the opponent of these Na'vi holding weapons at all, although the weakened version of the Nemesis is stronger than the Na'vi in terms of strength."

"But this is also good. Through this war, let the Na'vi unite completely, and then with the power of all the Na'vi, develop technology, and eventually develop to the point of being able to carry out interstellar navigation. Of course, Ye Nan would not let him develop complete technology; he did not have the habit of setting up an opponent for himself."

Suddenly, Ye Nan's gaze saw a familiar figure, and his eyes were involuntarily attracted to it.

"How could he be here? Shouldn't he be in the base?"

"Banshee, go over and take a look for me."

Ye Nan manipulated the Banshee and flew down.

"Damn it, why is it so chaotic here?" Matthew walked under the tree, carefully hiding himself.

He knew there was a war here, but he had never seen a war before. In his understanding, war was you firing a shot, I firing a shot, upright and honest. He never expected that the war would be so chaotic, simply a mess.

"Dr. Matthew?" Ye Nan flew behind Matthew, confirmed that this person was Matthew, immediately jumped down from the Banshee, and patted Matthew on the shoulder.

Matthew, who was hiding quietly, felt a pain in his back, and his heart immediately felt cold. He turned his head stiffly and saw Ye Nan, who was tall and sturdy. He immediately thought in his heart: It's over, it's over now. If I had known, I wouldn't have come down. Poor me, I still haven't successfully researched Eywa.

Looking at Dr. Matthew, who was shivering in front of him, Ye Nan immediately felt strange. "Dr. Matthew, are you infected with the T-virus?"

"You are the one infected with the T-virus, your whole family is infected with the T-virus." Matthew took over Ye Nan's words and cursed.

"Eh, no, how do the Na'vi know who I am?"

Matthew came back to his senses, immediately looked at Ye Nan, looked at Ye Nan carefully, and asked carefully: "Who are you?"

"I am the Emperor of the Time-Space Empire, kneel down." Ye Nan said with majesty.

"It's actually you. I finally found you, you bastard." Matthew was happy first, then cursed. After cursing, he said again: "Come, come, come, take me to find the Tree of Souls, let's bring the Tree of Souls back."...

"You are eyeing the Tree of Souls?" Ye Nan didn't expect Matthew to be so bold, directly eyeing the Tree of Souls.

"Of course." Matthew said: "The Tree of Souls is crucial to my research. With it, I can create more results."

"And then you ran out alone?" Ye Nan was almost speechless at Matthew. This was not a place for tourism; this was a war. If you were not careful, you would die.

"You guys wouldn't help me obtain the Tree of Souls, so of course I came," Matthew said righteously.

Ye Nan was speechless upon hearing this. Matthew's approach was like a child, simply childish. But he wanted to scold Matthew, but didn't know where to start, so he could only remain silent.

"As long as you help me seize the Tree of Souls, won't that be it?" Matthew said with a smile, starting to bewitch Ye Nan to help him seize the Tree of Souls. "The Tree of Souls is such a divine object, it is simply unheard of. If I can analyze its secrets, maybe I can manufacture countless Trees of Souls, uh..."

Before Matthew finished speaking, he felt a darkness before his eyes, and his whole person fell into a coma.

Ye Nan withdrew his hand knife, looked at Matthew who fell on the ground, searched a communicator from his body, and then said to the communicator: "Smila, how is the situation now?"

"Brother, one-third of the Nemesis are lost, one aircraft is destroyed, and one hundred and twenty are shot down. Currently, they have been recycled. In addition, Brother, I found the source of the electronic signal we received at the beginning. That is a small base."

"Source of the electronic signal? Base? It seems my guess was not wrong. But Smila, you come to meet Matthew. After I stabilize the situation here, I will go to meet you. I think I should have found a pretty good civilization." (To be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to come and vote for recommendations and monthly tickets. Your support is my greatest motivation.) ===== CHAPTER 354 =====