Samsara Paradise: Dream Weaver of Connections.

Chapter 1334 Taking the Initiative

The morning after the assassination, the Paradise of Reincarnation Fortress was shrouded in tranquility.

The searchlights on the city wall were still spinning, their beams sweeping through the morning mist and illuminating the blood-soaked wilderness below.

The flames in the incineration area burned all night and are now at their strongest, the firelight reddening half the sky, and the heat wave can be felt hundreds of meters away.

Lin Yi stood on the city wall, busy until dawn, only drinking a cup of completely cold coffee in between.

The dean walked from the direction of the spaceship's main cabin, indicating that they should return to the spaceship for a meeting.

He was holding a folder in his hand, inside which was a thick stack of papers.

That was the intelligence he had gathered last night. The sources of the intelligence were varied, including drone reconnaissance, remote observation, items found on alien corpses picked up from the battlefield, and fragments of information intercepted from communication channels of other parks. The director spent the entire night piecing together this intelligence.

"Is everyone here?"

"Spit it out already, I need to sleep." King Kong yawned, signaling the dean to shut up.

The dean cleared his throat.

"There is good news."

King Kong took the cigarette out of his mouth.

"What good news?"

"Death Paradise was completely destroyed by the alien species."

King Kong's finger paused on the cigarette for a moment, then he continued smoking.

What do you mean by "gone"?

"The main base has been breached, the seventh-tier contractors have fled, and the rest are either dead or have escaped. Death Paradise no longer has any strongholds in this world."

King Kong was silent for a moment, then put the cigarette back in his mouth.

Is Cohen still alive?

"They're dead. Their seventh-tier contractor led the rest of them and ran away at the crucial moment. As soon as they saw the situation was out of control, they were the fastest to escape."

King Kong sneered.

"Seventh tier? That's it?"

"That's it."

"But that guy is indeed a formidable fighter. He wiped out over ten thousand Earthwalkers in forty minutes, along with a dozen elite Fissioners and a mutant commander. If he really went all out, it wouldn't be impossible for him to take on ten thousand single-handedly, but he doesn't want to fight. His mission is to win this war. Now that most of the people in Death Paradise are dead, what's the point of him staying? If he runs away with a dozen or so people, at least he can leave some seeds to report back to."

"Why did the aliens suddenly switch sides and attack Death Paradise? Weren't their main forces always on our side?"

"Death Paradise's defenses are weaker than ours, but stronger than the others. After the alien commander realized that we couldn't break through their defenses, he focused his secondary forces on Death Paradise."

The dean paused here, a slight smile playing on his lips.

"Even the aliens have a cost-benefit ratio. If we fight them, 300,000 of them will die to save a few of us. If we fight Death Paradise, 300,000 will die and we can only destroy their entire base. If you were the alien commander, which would you choose?"

King Kong grinned.

"Then it must be Death Park."

"Yes, so the alien commander chose Death Paradise. It withdrew most of its main force and dumped it all on Death Paradise. Cohen held out for several hours, but in the end, he couldn't hold on any longer. The defense line was breached, and then the entire headquarters fell into chaos. By the time their seventh-tier contractors rushed out of the spaceship, Death Paradise's defenses had already collapsed."

Su Xiao stroked Bubuwang's head and looked at the dean.

"How are things at the other theme parks?"

"Holy Light Paradise was utterly destroyed. Their seventh-tier contractors are also support classes; while they possess some offensive capabilities, their abilities are limited. Fortunately, the alien forces sent over were mostly orc armies, which gave Holy Light Paradise a chance to catch its breath."

"Didn't their seventh-tier contractors help?"

"She helped. But she's a support character; she can only buff her teammates, not wipe out the orc army by herself. Besides, her buffs have a limited range, only covering the main camp. If the orcs weren't weaker than the aliens, Holy Light Paradise would have been overrun like Death Paradise long ago."

"As for Apocalypse Paradise, those miners are really interesting."

King Kong took the cigarette out of his mouth.

"What's so interesting about it?"

"When they were about to be overwhelmed by the aliens, they threw out several boxes of rare ores. When the aliens opened them, they found that they were all very valuable ores. Some of the ores were of such high quality that even the aliens found them rare. Then the scene became very interesting."

“The aliens attack Apocalypse Paradise every one or two hours. Apocalypse Paradise is like a machine in a game; every time you attack, it explodes with gold coins. Every time the aliens come, they throw a few boxes of ore. The aliens take the ore and leave, then come back an hour or two later, and they throw more ore.”

"What about the Sacred Paradise?"

"The situation in the Sanctuary Paradise is better than in the other directions. It has to be said that the Order truly deserves its reputation as a force that can rival the Death Paradise and the Reincarnation Paradise in the War World; they really have some skills. Although the Sanctuary Paradise doesn't have a fortress of our type, thanks to the Order's foundation, they have constructed a super-large magic array. Within this array, the power of contractors who believe in the Order's gods can be greatly enhanced, which is why the Sanctuary Paradise has been able to fight against the alien species until now."

Su Xiao's eyes narrowed slightly.

"How effective is the magic array?"

“Very strong. The members of the Order stand inside the magic circle, and their combat power increases by at least 30%, with some increasing even more. Moreover, the magic circle has an automatic repair function. If the alien species makes a hole in the magic circle, it will automatically repair itself after a period of time. The Order has been fighting the alien species for so long, and the magic circle is still operating without leaving a single hole.”

"What about the seventh tier? The Sacred Paradise also has a seventh tier, right?"

"Yes, but that seventh-tier contractor has a grudge against the Order, and the two sides are considered hostile forces. After seeing the situation of the Order, this seventh-tier contractor stubbornly ran away despite the punishment of the Holy Land Paradise. The Order didn't care. The Shepherd didn't even look at that person once from beginning to end, as if he didn't exist. It doesn't matter whether that seventh-tier contractor is there or not, because he won't help anyway."

Lin Yi remained silent for a moment.

"So the current situation is that Death Paradise is out of the game, Holy Light Paradise is barely surviving, Apocalypse Paradise is acting as an ATM, Holy Domain Paradise is relying on its magic array to stay afloat, and only we are still standing."

The dean closed the folder.

That's about it.

King Kong crushed the beer can and threw it into the recycling bin next to him. He stretched his shoulders and neck, and his bones made a series of cracking sounds.

"So what do we do now? Continue defending the city walls and wait for the aliens to come and die."

The dean shook his head.

"No, now is not the time to defend. The aliens have already destroyed Death Paradise. Now only Sanctuary Paradise and we are still fighting them head-on."

"Therefore, we need to take the initiative and strike while they are adjusting their troop deployments."

The dean pulled a map from the folder and laid it on the ammunition box. The map marked the location of the alien fortress, the distribution of troops, the fortifications, and several possible attack routes.

Some parts were circled in red, with dense annotations written next to them.

"This is a floor plan of the alien fortress. The reconnaissance team pieced it together using drones, and the accuracy is about 70%. The location of the spacetime condensate is here, in a cave at the deepest part of the fortress, embedded in a special alien. That special alien is very fast and has a strong sense of perception; it can detect hostility from hundreds of meters away. If you approach it with murderous intent, it will move away with the condensate before you arrive. So we need a plan."

King Kong leaned over and glanced at the map.

"What plan?"

"Let's wait until the mad doctor arrives."

When the mad doctor emerged from the main cabin of the spaceship, he was holding a glass tube in his hand.

The glass tube was small, only about half the size of a palm, and contained a white worm.

King Kong had never seen the parasitic species before, and asked with a look of disgust, "What is this thing?"

“A parasitic species, alive.” The mad doctor pushed up his frameless glasses, his expression as gentle as a teacher answering a student’s question in class.

"It's still alive, but the doctor managed to anesthetize it and remove some of its nerves, so it can't move for the time being."

King Kong's eyelid twitched.

"Don't worry, it won't bite you. And even if it does bite you, it's okay, I have the antidote."

"Antidote."

"The effect is very good. The parasites in the body will die and be expelled by the immune system within ten minutes after the injection."

There was a moment of silence at the main cabin door. Lin Yi looked at the mad doctor's gentle face and a thought welled up in his mind.

This guy is a madman too, but his madness is different from other people's madness.

"Get to the point," Su Xiao said. "The point is, I can let this thing parasitize me and then infiltrate the alien species."

"what are you up to."

"I let this thing parasitize me. Not really, but pretending. I connected my nervous system with a machine, and the parasite's nervous system docked with the machine system. The machine system controlled the parasite's behavior, and the parasite controlled the alien's sensory system. Three nested layers, each under the control of the layer above. The parasite thinks it is still controlling the host, but in reality, it has been isolated by my machine system. Every command it issues is intercepted, analyzed, and judged by the machine system, which then decides whether to allow it, modify it, or discard it directly."

The mad doctor rolled up his sleeves, revealing a metal instrument fixed to his forearm, its surface silver-gray and its edges adorned with fine heat dissipation lines.

Transparent threads were hidden inside his clothes, with electrode pads attached to both sides of his spine at the other end.

"I've studied it."

Upon hearing this opening, the dean's heart skipped a beat, and he thought to himself, "It's all over."

The mad doctor is about to launch into another long-winded discourse.

“Ground-dwelling species are fundamentally different from our biological structures, and parasitic species are different. Parasitic species have strong adaptability and biomimicry. If it wants to parasitize humans, it must first connect to the human nervous system, and then it will create a brain similar to that of humans to prevent the nervous system from becoming unbalanced after the brain death of the parasitized person.”

The mad doctor paused here, glanced at everyone present to make sure they were all listening, and then continued.

“It is most vulnerable in the stage of biomimicking the human brain. At that time, its nervous system has already connected with the host, but its brain is not yet fully formed. It cannot control its own behavior and can only passively receive neural signals from the host. If you remove it from the host at this stage, it will not resist at all. Six hours ago, I tried to let this parasite parasitize myself under partial anesthesia. As a result, at the stage of it biomimicking the human brain, the doctor helped me remove it from my body. Then I removed its prefrontal lobe.”

King Kong's eyes widened.

"You're using yourself as a test subject?"

"What else? Use you as an experiment? Do you want me to cut out your brain?"

King Kong opened his mouth, then closed it.

The mad doctor flicked his finger, unscrewed the cap of the glass tube, and used tweezers to pull out the white worm from inside.

The white worm wriggled between his tweezers, its body bending and bouncing like a red-hot wire, its bodily fluids splattering out and landing on his gloves as it twisted.

He inserted the white worm into the slot of the metal device, and the slot closed with a crisp click.

With a buzzing sound.

The mad doctor's face began to twitch, and his pupils began to dilate, expanding from their normal size to almost filling the entire iris.

A dozen seconds later, the mad doctor's pupils turned into a radial pattern.

The lines radiate outwards from the center of the pupil, like a blooming flower, exactly the same as the pupils of the other species.

King Kong instinctively took half a step back.

"Mad Doctor, who am I?"

The mad doctor looked at him, his radiating pupils slightly contracting, the lines within them swirling for a moment before returning to normal.

"You're an idiot."

King Kong clenched his fist. He looked at the mad doctor's expressionless face, then at the mad doctor's emotionless pupils, remained silent for two seconds, and then threw a punch. His fist left a trail of afterimages in the air, heading straight for the mad doctor's face.

The mad doctor raised his hand and grasped King Kong's fist. King Kong's fist stopped less than ten centimeters in front of the mad doctor, unable to be pushed forward even an inch.

"You idiot, don't break my glasses." The mad doctor's voice changed, becoming much lower and deeper than before, like an old radio playing a distorted signal.

"Give me two hours. Within two hours I will infiltrate the alien fortress, figure out the terrain, and then coordinate with you from the inside at the crucial moment."

The mad doctor released King Kong's fist and stood up from the ammunition box.

His body swayed slightly as he stood up, not because of weakness, but because his center of gravity had shifted.

The alien's body shape and center of gravity are different from humans, and his body is still adapting to this change.

"How long can you hold out?" Su Xiao asked.

The mad doctor turned to look at Su Xiao, his radiating pupils glowing faintly in the morning light.

"Two hours. After two hours, the mechanical system will begin to fatigue, and the parasite's control will begin to recover. At that time, I must withdraw, otherwise the parasite will take over my nervous system again, and then the people you have to kill will not only be the alien commander."

Su Xiao nodded and didn't ask any more questions.

"From now on, the four teams will divide the work."

The dean drew several lines on the map, with each line marked with the corresponding team and mission objective.

The first team is the assault team, consisting of four hundred people.

Their role is to launch a frontal attack on the alien fortress and draw the aliens' attention.

This team's mission is to create a stir, making the aliens think that the main force is on the front lines. The more intense the battle, the better; the more kills, the better.

King Kong nodded, a smile spreading across his face.

I like this.

The dean moved his finger to the other side of the map.

The second team is the infiltration team, consisting of Su Xiao, Bubuwang, Baha, and the autistic brothers.

Among the autistic brothers, the younger brother is the support type, a true all-rounder.

My older brother is a ranged assassin. He wields a fire poker-like weapon that can deal instantaneous damage comparable to Bahamut.

Bahamut, needless to say, is a space-based melee assassination user, making him very suitable for infiltration.

If Bubuwang isn't in the infiltration team, then it simply can't infiltrate.

Su Xiao is the main combat force. At critical moments, he will choose to expose himself and attract enemy fire, giving Bubuwang an opportunity to steal the condensed form of spacetime power.

There was absolutely no way that Bubu could obtain the condensed spacetime power on his own. Those nine condensed spacetime power were not placed in a box or a secret room, but were embedded in a special alien creature. Benny sensed spatial fluctuations near it.

There is only one chance. Only Baha can instantly snatch the nine condensed spacetime power objects from that special alien species. It will do this by using high-speed spatial movement.

The third team is the home defense team, led by Widow West. With them guarding the base camp, everyone feels more at ease.

The fourth team is a spy team, consisting of only the Mad Doctor. He has already set off and needs to infiltrate the alien fortress in a short time, familiarize himself with the terrain, and assist the assault team in retreating or the infiltration team at critical moments. The Mad Doctor will have to decide which side to assist based on the situation.

After the dean finished speaking, he withdrew his finger from the map, stood up straight, and looked at everyone present.

"Any other questions?"

No one speaks.

"That's settled then, let's set off immediately."

King Kong stood up from the ammunition box and stretched his shoulders and neck, his bones cracking as he did so. He walked over to Lin Yi, stopped, and looked down at him.

"Doctor, if I get injured, you have to heal me as soon as possible. I don't want to bleed to death on the battlefield."

Lin Yi looked at him.

"Even if you die, I can sew you back up and rush back to continue killing until all the aliens are dead or until you are all dead."

King Kong grinned, revealing a set of gleaming white teeth.

"Then it's settled."

He turned and walked towards the fortress gate, his footsteps quick, his boots clattering heavily on the steel plates. After a few steps, he stopped and turned to look at Lin Yi.

"By the way, if I die, could you give me a nicer face? I've been looking at this face for decades, and I'm tired of it."

Lin Yi glanced at him.

What kind of change do you want?

King Kong thought for a moment.

"Someone handsome, like Bai Ye, would be fine. If not, someone like the Dean would also be okay. Although the Dean isn't that good-looking, he's still better looking than me."

"Success" (End of Chapter)