After creating the first origin, Ding Meng was able to get within 50 meters of the chaos. However, he could not go any further than that. The temperature was over 130 degrees Celsius, and it was extremely difficult to advance even a meter.
Little Rascal could not figure out anything about this strange world outside either. Based on her analysis, the first thing she could confirm was that the chaos was not caused by technological energy fluctuations. This ruled out the possibility of it being man-made.
Secondly, the heat contained Origin Energy, but there were no Origin Energy fluctuations. This proved that it was not caused by some powerful expert. In the end, Little Rascal concluded that the chaos was the power of nature.
"So you're saying that the outside world has always been like this?" Ding Meng couldn't help but ask.
Little Rascal said, "That's right. The outside world is like this."
Ding Meng suddenly felt a wave of worry. They were in a dilemma right now.
Going forward was definitely not feasible. If they retreated from the surface, they would end up in the outer perimeter of the base. Ding Meng was not so arrogant as to think that he would fight a group of fully-armed mercenaries head-on.
Little Rascal said, "Ding Meng, I have an idea. You can continue cultivating and strengthen your constitution. Then you can enter the chaos and see what's inside.
Who knows, you might find a way out. "
This was indeed a good idea. However, the problem was that constructing the origin required a lot of time, energy, and supplies. In the end, the "nutrient solution" was still the most important thing.
Ding Meng suddenly said, "Let's go back the way we came and return to the main mining area."
Little Rascal said hesitantly, "The commander's men are probably waiting for you in Area PC35 right now."
Ding Meng sneered, "The temperature inside the warship is so high. It'd be strange if they could find this place."
Little Rascal said, "But if their men are equipped with power armor, it's possible."
Ding Meng said, "But the risk is the lowest if we return to the main mining area. At worst, we'll just have to be careful and avoid them."
"Fine."
Little Rascal said helplessly, "But Ding Meng, even if we go back now, there's no nutrient solution in the main mining area."
"It's fine." Ding Meng gritted his teeth and said, "We can rob them."
Little Rascal was stunned. "Rob?"
Ding Meng nodded and said, "Yes, let's go and grab other people's bags. Won't we have them now?"
Little Rascal immediately giggled and replied, "Yes, yes, yes, that's a great idea. Why didn't I think of that?
Hehe, robbing is my favorite. "
Ding Meng was speechless for a while. It seemed that this name was not given for nothing. There was a sense of "evil" in it.
Although it was called robbing, it was actually not very feasible. Ding Meng knew that he was definitely a thorn in the side of the mercenary group. If there was a big commotion in the main mining area, it would be difficult for him to smoothly escape.
If Little Four hadn't risked his life to save him last time, it would have been hard to say who would have died between him and Sadler …
When he thought of Little Four, Ding Meng felt a little sad. It could be said that his life was given by Little Four, and Little Four's request was to bring this bracelet back to his distant hometown.
Sometimes, the difference between people could be so great. Some people lived for wealth, power, beauty, glory, dreams … But there were also people who lived just for the sake of living. Whether it was lowly or noble, it was purely for the sake of survival.
Bamboo Pole was such a person. He was currently sitting on a wooden plank, directing a group of laborers to move all kinds of rotten materials into the experiment hall.
Area PC35 had been sealed off a few days ago, but Bamboo Pole was still able to enter. It had to be said that he was quite capable, so when Ding Meng saw him, he didn't underestimate him at all.
Actually, Ding Meng also knew that Bamboo Pole was the leader of the laborers in the main mining area. In the base, Bamboo Pole's experience was no less than Machine Gun's. Now that Machine Gun had been taken care of by Ding Meng, it wasn't surprising that Bamboo Pole would appear here.
Noticing Ding Meng's silent appearance, Bamboo Pole was also alerted, but he still calmly waved his hand, signaling his subordinates to make way for him.
"Ding Meng?" Bamboo Pole looked at him.
"Boss Bamboo."
Ding Meng slowly walked forward. He didn't care about the dozens of laborers around him. Now that normal people were no longer a threat to him, he was more concerned about the leader of the laborers.
Bamboo Pole looked to be in his fifties or sixties. His face was quite old, and his left leg was broken, so he could only sit on a wooden plank and be carried around by the other laborers. Based on this, Ding Meng was quite impressed. For a person with a broken leg to be able to make so many people obey him, there had to be a reason.
As expected, the first thing Bamboo Pole said surprised Ding Meng, "Is there a shortage of nutrient solution?"
"Yes."
Ding Meng suddenly realized that he had overlooked this leader of the laborers. Bamboo Pole looked weak and sickly, and he usually didn't like to provoke others, but in reality, this guy's eyes were quite sharp.
Little Rascal suddenly said, "Ding Meng, I feel like there's something wrong with this guy."
Ding Meng immediately became alert. "What's wrong?"
Little Rascal said, "I can't describe it, but I just feel like there's something strange about him."
Ding Meng was silent. He quietly opened up his telekinesis vision and scanned his surroundings. He didn't find anything wrong with his surroundings, and Bamboo Pole was still in a half-dead state. He leaned against the wooden plank and said indifferently, "You should know my style."
Ding Meng obviously knew. Little Four had told him before that Bamboo Pole had always boasted of "fair trade, honest to all". Although that was what he said, in reality, there were very few people who didn't suffer a loss when dealing with him.
Seeing that Ding Meng was still silent, Bamboo Pole suddenly said, "You can't go back to the surface for now, and you probably can't move around too much down here."
This was an inexplicable sentence, but Ding Meng immediately understood. Bamboo Pole's information network was very efficient, even better than Machine Gun's. This sentence had two meanings. The first was that the mercenary group now regarded Ding Meng as an enemy. Most of the laborers might not know this, but Bamboo Pole already knew.
The second meaning was that Bamboo Pole understood Ding Meng's current thoughts quite well. He knew that Ding Meng urgently needed supplies but didn't dare to make too much of a commotion.
"So, you want me to work with you?" Ding Meng asked in a low voice.
Bamboo Pole said, "You also know that I'm different from Machine Gun. I don't care if you used to be Machine Gun's person or not. What I care about is the benefits. As long as there are benefits, I won't betray my partner."
Ding Meng was silent for a long time. Then he reached into his bag and took out a handful of things.
Seeing that he was about to move, a laborer immediately came over to take the things and then handed them to Bamboo Pole.
This was a handful of C-grade rough diamond stones, more than the diamonds Ding Meng had turned in at the exchange center. This was also Ding Meng's stock. Originally, he had planned to keep a low profile in front of Vader and the others, but now that he urgently needed a large amount of nutrient solution, he had no choice but to take them out.
Bamboo Pole casually picked up one of the stones and examined it carefully. Then he waved his hand, and a laborer immediately brought a small leather case to Ding Meng.
It seemed that Bamboo Pole had prepared this case a long time ago.