Chapter 1285: Humanoid Creature in the Mist shuhaige.net

The situation is not right.

Yang Ping'an's heart surged with a shocking, heaven‑startling wave.

Before him was a naked woman; that alone did not shock him. What truly shocked him was that, beneath her stunning, heaven‑like appearance, her crystal‑clear body was covered with these twisting lines, the whole pattern resembling a tattoo that outlined a mysterious design, covering her entire body.

He was on full alert, staring intently at the woman before him.

The woman stared blankly at him, her eyes devoid of any spark, like a puppet with only an empty shell.

Yang Ping'an cautiously stepped back.

The woman likewise followed her and took a step forward.

All the hairs on Yang Ping'an's body stood up.

He was being stared at.

"Retreat, retreat, abandon all missions, retreat immediately."

Yang Ping'an was as steady as his name suggests.

When faced with something incomprehensible, the first priority is to ensure the team's safety.

This is also why their squad has suffered only three casualties so far and still exists.

He endured palpitations, sweat pouring forth like broth.

Not knowing what she was, he dared not rashly lead her back.

He needed information from this woman, and humanity needed it too.

"We need to scan the target to see if it's a stranded human."

To scan clearly in the mist, he needed to get closer.

He needed to take this risk.

He forced himself to stay calm, suppressing his panic.

Yang Ping'an stepped forward under immense pressure.

The target did not retreat.

But Yang Ping'an was not happy at all; instead, he grew even more tense.

Even his heavy armor could not block the fear in his heart.

Her not retreating meant the distance between them had grown smaller.

The window for his reaction became even smaller.

"Hey, who are you?"

He tried to communicate with her using his voice.

Upon hearing the sound, the woman finally reacted, looking curiously at Yang Ping'an.

"Ah, ba, ah……"

Like a mute, she also made a sound.

But it was clearly not human language.

"Something's off, extremely off."

"What on earth is this?"

"She has no intent to attack; should I move closer?"

"Just a little."

Yang Ping'an took another step forward.

This time the woman's reaction left Yang Ping'an completely frozen.

Because the other party likewise stepped forward.

Originally only about ten steps apart, they were now even closer, and Yang Ping'an could even hear the other's breathing.

Should he unleash full force and launch a burst‑style attack?

The urge to destroy her kept spreading in his heart.

But he did not do so, for an attack would surely draw countless mist creatures.

By then he would likely be chased by a swarm of beings.

Moreover, since she had not attacked him, he also needed information about this newly appeared creature.

Attacking would only shatter the calm and lose his chance to observe her.

"Let's do it."

He took another step forward.

The other party indeed also stepped forward.

At this point the woman's face became clearly visible before him.

"We can scan now; let's begin scanning."

As the scan began, a 3D model of the woman started appearing in Yang Ping'an's mind.

She was truly beautiful, a beauty that transcended the mundane.

Yang Ping'an automatically clothed the model, then began transmitting it to his comrades via mental link.

"Search the archive; I need to know who she is."

The team members who had already withdrawn from the Mist Area immediately connected to the network and began the search.

【Fang Jing, female.

Height 171 cm,

Big Building person, Defense Army military doctor, went missing while on duty in the Mist Area two months ago.

As the information arrived, the team members also transmitted her previous image data.

She really is a person, but the former Fang Jing could only be considered a beauty, completely unable to match her current beauty.

What happened to her to produce such a great change?

In just over two months, how did she manage to survive?

Could this be a huge trap?

"Send the information to the family; I need the family's assistance."

The mysterious woman's news quickly reached the Yang Family.

Yang Nuolan received the news immediately.

Fang Jing's detailed three-dimensional data appeared before her.

When she saw the lines covering Fang Jing's body, her heart also felt a huge shock.

"They really have taken a different path."

The lines on the human body resemble an energy chain, but it's still unclear how to use them.

But this is definitely a breakthrough.

"Bring the person back."

This woman has great research value.

The family soon reached the same conclusion: this woman must be brought back.

Yang Ping'an has had more dealings with the Mist Creatures, and his vigilance is stronger.

"I disagree with your opinion; currently we cannot assess this person's risk at all. If we bring them back rashly, who knows what will happen?"

"What if it's a plot by the Mist Area creatures?"

"I suggest the proximity principle; I will first conduct some research on her."

"Once we have collected enough data, we will then consider other plans."

"Moreover, whether I can bring the person back now is unknown; who knows if the surroundings are already filled with Mist Creatures?"

Yang Nuolan hesitated slightly, then agreed with Yang Ping'an's decision; they were eager for profit and did not assess the risk at all.

Yang Ping'an is on the front line and holds absolute authority.

Moreover, the first humanoid Mist Creature has appeared; perhaps more will appear in the future.

"Fully assist Yang Ping'an and collect as much data as possible."

With the family's support, even a superficial scan yielded many conclusions.

"It's highly likely those lines are energy chains, just like circuits."

"The current Fang Jing can not only use bio-energy, but also other energies."

"This can be seen as a perfect combination of biological and mechanical advantages."

"Her skin and muscles appear to be biological material, but they are actually inlaid with a large amount of high-tech materials."

"Moreover, her eyes look vacant; it can be determined that Fang Jing has no consciousness."

"She might be like a newborn, ignorant and clueless, or she might merely be a tool, controlled by someone."

"You can try to awaken her consciousness; if you succeed, the rest will be easy for us."

Awaken her?

Isn't that sending her to death?

But things have come to this point; we cannot not do it.

He then thrust forward again, then lowered his head and, through his helmet, gazed at Fang Jing.

She is so beautiful, truly beautiful.

Bright eyes and white teeth, a lovably dazed appearance.

Fang Jing also lifted her head and stared blankly at Yang Ping'an.

"Fang Jing, Fang Jing."

Yang Qing shouted.

Fang Jing showed no response; instead, she somewhat dazedly twisted her fingers.

"Ah, ah, ba……"