Inside the steel cargo container, a colossal block of ice, ten meters long, materialized. This ice was crystal clear, allowing every detail of what was sealed within to be seen without obstruction. What lay encased was a dense, interwoven mass resembling tree roots, surrounded by numerous thin, white filaments, each measuring at least seven or eight meters in length. The object possessed a texture that hinted at both flesh and plant matter, making its origin difficult to immediately ascertain.

Upon sighting this object, a significant number of Contractors simultaneously gasped, stumbling several steps backward. Some even coughed up blood from their nostrils and mouths. The woman known as "Zi" reacted the most violently, instantly squeezing her eyes shut and collapsing weakly onto the ground, resembling a flower whose vitality had been utterly drained—she appeared to have suffered a severe blow.

Fang Senyan immediately noticed that those affected were exclusively the Contractors whose mental faculties or intellect were remarkably sharp. Someone like himself, possessing poor mental fortitude and low intelligence, particularly terrible at elemental affinity, could stare at that thing all day long without the slightest consequence. Clearly, this object emitted an extremely potent mental fluctuation; the higher a Contractor's achievements in spirit and intellect, the greater the impact this thing had upon them.

Under the frenzied assault of the mass of beasts, the ice block rapidly fractured and cracked before finally melting completely onto the ground. The tree root-like mass, upon touching the soil, seemed to sprout an abundance of roots from its interior, plunging deeply into the earth. Then, large numbers of white filaments could be seen spreading in from all directions, beginning to decompose the root structure at an indescribable speed. It shrank and vanished before their very eyes, disappearing completely in less than three minutes.

"Right... The original work mentioned that the roots and soil on Planet Pandora possess a certain magical connection! Every tree has millions of connection points, linking the entire planet into a single entity, much like computers connecting to a network, or nerves connecting to cells! These white filaments look precisely like the mediating connection agents within that system." A flash of inspiration struck Fang Senyan:

"I haven't guessed wrong! This object obtained by that group from the 'RD' organization must be extremely important to the powerful, mysterious life form on Pandora, Ey (the Mother)! Judging by the way this thing was decomposed, it should be a form of extremely crucial sustenance for the mysterious life form Ey (the Mother)—much like salt is to humans: the required intake might not be large, but it is absolutely essential daily!"

"Hmm, based on the observations made today, we can even extrapolate further... The true essence of the mysterious life form Ey (the Mother) might fundamentally be related to the fungi found on Earth."

Since the crisis of the beast swarm's attack had been eradicated from its very source, the frantically attacking beasts dispersed accordingly. Fang Senyan immediately thought of something, but he didn't rush to voice it, letting Yuan Zhan speak first:

"I have some good news. The communication equipment on this Valkyrie transport aircraft is destroyed; it was ruined during the severe impact upon landing. The last message they managed to send was a request for reinforcement from the orbital carrier or the Hell's Gate base before the crash. After that, contact was lost. This means that everything we have done is completely unknown to the carrier. To be more precise, our hostile relationship with the 'RD' will gradually revert to friendliness within the next twenty-four hours."

Zi, her face pale, let out a slight sigh before issuing an order:

"According to the intelligence I've gathered, the engine we need to protect isn't very large; it's located directly above this core control room. Three people will guard that area... Even though the beasts have retreated, it doesn't guarantee that it won't be sabotaged. From now until the first objective is complete, we will rotate shifts every three hours... Reef, since we have formed an alliance, your people must also participate."

Reef replied simply:

"No problem."

Zi then coughed lightly a few times:

"Next, Akaphir, Yuan Zhan, and Reef, please remain behind. While we have the luxury of two top-tier M-class assets during this cooperation period, we can discuss how to maximize the benefits of this situation. Everyone else is free to move."

Fang Senyan and Mogansha, upon hearing this, began walking toward the lower levels of the vessel, seemingly intending to clear the battlefield. However, as soon as they were out of sight of the Illuminati members, Fang Senyan turned sharply and headed down an adjacent compartment corridor. Mogansha asked in confusion:

"Where are we going?"

Fang Senyan replied calmly:

"Based on my deduction, there should still be something waiting for us to discover."

Mogansha shook his head:

"Boss, you underestimate those Illuminati guys. I believe that while we were busy watching outside the window earlier, they've already looted this level cleaner than a hyena-picked bone! Moreover, those fleeing 'RD' people shouldn't have left behind anything valuable either—damn it! I think it would be a better idea to go search the crash site of those brats."

Fang Senyan smiled faintly:

"You're mistaken. There is still one place they couldn't enter, and there should be something valuable there."

As he spoke, the silvery-white metallic identity card between his fingers emitted a soft glow.

A cramped, steely space, simple décor, cabinets welded into the walls. Monotonous blue-and-white cabinets, drab gray fuzzy troop blankets—this was everything presented before Fang Senyan and Mogansha.

Behind them, a metal sliding door stood ajar, with the silvery-white card inserted into its switch.

Mogansha directly nudged open the adjacent wardrobe with the muzzle of his golden pistol, and his eyes suddenly lit up:

"N-9 Wasp Pistol (N-9 )" (The pistol used by Colonel Miles Quaritch to wound the female doctor in the movie)

"Quality: Black."

"This weapon cannot have a Soul Injected into it."

"Condition: Lightly Damaged."

"Equipment Slot: Single Hand."

"Length: 228 millimeters."

"Weight: 1.1 kilograms."

"Installed Accessory: Light and Infrared Sensing Device (Detachable), extending the effective range of the firearm by 300 meters."

"Attack Power: 60–80."

"Equipped Stats: Perception +2 / Agility +5."

"Equipped Stats: Strength -2 / Stamina -1 / Charisma -3 / Intelligence -1."

"Magazine Capacity: 4" (Half-damaged state: Should be 8).

"Rate of Fire: 3 seconds/round."

"Equipment Requirements: Agility 30, Perception 25, Basic Ranged Combat Lv5."

"Weapon Specialty: Wasp Sting—When attacking, there is a 33% chance to ignore 50% of the target's defense, causing piercing damage. This effect takes priority."

This pistol must have had a minor malfunction that its original owner noticed, leading them to carelessly leave it in the cabinet instead of carrying it. They probably intended to repair it after their shift, never realizing that their shift would become their last!

Undoubtedly, this weapon belonged to Mogansha. The true power of this weapon lay not in its base stats, but in the installed accessory! For a sniper rifle, the Light and Infrared Sensing Device would be superfluous, but for a handgun, it invisibly multiplies the effective range several times over! Coupled with the inherent priority piercing effect—a high 33% activation rate and a significant 50% defense ignore—this handgun, combined with Mogansha's own abilities, packs firepower absolutely comparable to a light automatic sniper rifle.

Having made a gain, Mogansha continued searching. Although he found nothing further, he was thoroughly satisfied. He looked at Fang Senyan, who was staring blankly in front of the desk, and patted his shoulder:

"Boss, not bad. Even though this gun is Black quality, it's better than many Silver-tier story equipment! Not finding anything else is still pretty good."

A cryptic, profound smile touched the corner of Fang Senyan's mouth:

"You are mistaken. Our greatest gain here is this."

Mogansha suspiciously followed the direction of Fang Senyan's finger, which pointed toward a small, locked notebook bound in sky-blue leather. Scrawled handwriting covered the visible pages, which Fang Senyan was currently reading:

"Today is January 3rd—oh, wait, January 2nd. Thank God, I always forget this damn devil planet runs on a 25-hour day."

"Today we were ordered to survey Sector VII. I suspect those giant, blue-skinned apes are watching us again."

"God bless us, apparently the Na'vi here are divided into civilized tribes and uncivilized natives—simply put, you can use the template of the New Guinea cannibals to characterize the uncivilized tribes. In their eyes, humans and creatures like the wildebeest are identical: a race that can be eaten or hunted."

"Fortunately, the Na'vi near Hell's Gate seem to belong to the civilized tribes. They are willing to interact with humans through peaceful means. This is one of the main reasons Hell's Gate could be established."

"..............."

"January 11th. Flooding! Good heavens, good heavens! Why is there flooding in this season? If I hadn't managed to climb onto a touch-fern, I might have been swept away by that muddy river. Bampo seemed to have trouble with his oxygen supply in the flood; I saw his face turn the color of cooked tomato paste..."

"All right, all right, I know Mr. Smith will express his regret about this and tell us it was just another unforeseen accident. But doesn't this frequency of accidents seem a little excessive!"