Full-Time Public Enemy-Chapter 705 - 507 [Microscopic Analyst]

As Rosfield reeled in astonishment, Chen Gu also discovered that his Radiation Field had lost its effectiveness!

This sparked a chilling suspicion within him. Had he fallen into a moss trap? Was everything he had discovered and perceived exactly what the moss wanted him to know?

He spun around, looking about blankly. Amidst a deep, muffled roar, the green moss had formed an entirely new structure, enveloping them all.

Rosfield, Modric, and Chen Gu, the three strongest members of the team, instinctively stood back-to-back, their expressions solemn, as if facing a formidable enemy.

Rosfield continued to question in disbelief, "Heavenly-ranked items, comparable in power to the Ninth Power Level—why are they ineffective against this moss?"

"Why is this happening?"

"This isn't logical!"

In the minds of all Professionals, the Ninth Power Level and Heavenly-ranked items were formidable, highly esteemed existences.

He then asked Modric, "What about your Heavenly-ranked Item 2-13?"

Modric's expression was even graver than Rosfield's. "Just moments ago, it suddenly became ineffective! And Your Excellency… have you noticed? Not only have our items failed, but they've also been locked in here!"

The effective range of the two Heavenly-ranked items spanned thousands of kilometers, easily extending beyond Dilai City.

With Heavenly-ranked items, their wielders could normally perceive conditions thousands of kilometers away.

But once the items lost their effectiveness, this perception was also severed. Yes, not just gone—severed! Modric distinctly sensed it had been cut off by the surrounding moss.

Rosfield gazed at the interconnected moss, a green canopy that had now sealed them in from above. He suddenly understood. "Are these monsters building a fortress out of themselves? Or is it a starship?"

Chen Gu and Modric realized this too, but they didn't dare act rashly, fearing their fate would mirror that of the two Heavenly-ranked items.

Until they understood the exact cause, they had to remain cautious.

What kind of force could possibly restrict two Heavenly-ranked items? Chen Gu was filled with apprehension and fear; this wasn't about courage, the situation they faced was simply too bizarre. He swiftly perused "The Past of the Four Hundred," memories of ancient and powerful Professionals flowing through his mind.

These memories were Chen Gu's greatest treasure.

Beside him, Rosfield and Modric also hesitated to act. However, the military Professionals and the three colossal Earth War Gods could no longer restrain themselves. The Earth War Gods, in particular, opened various weapon ports, bombarding the surroundings with a barrage that shredded the lush greenery.

Rosfield and Modric knew they were facing the greatest crisis since becoming Professionals. What left them completely stumped, however, was their inability to discern what they were up against.

In the military fortifications encircling Dilai City, everyone from officers to warriors watched speechlessly as the entire city suddenly "came alive," transforming into something utterly unrecognizable from their vantage point.

Far above in the Star Sea, fleet commanders watched with extreme tension as Dilai City gradually transformed into something chillingly familiar. "Is this... a biological starship?!"

The generals were witnessing such a phenomenon for the first time: the city's moss coalescing into a massive Star Sea battleship. They could even see huge cannon ports forming, presumably assembling into bio-energy cannons!

"Destroy it!" the generals instinctively cried out. "We must annihilate it completely before it becomes fully operational!"

Such an unearthly entity had never been encountered before. Who knew what devastation it would wreak if it broke out into the Star Sea.

"But… our people are still inside!" someone pointed out.

The generals fell silent, all turning to look at the Marshal standing in the center.

Marshal Ostana, 135 years old this year and a veteran of countless battles, found it difficult to make a decision in the face of the current situation.

Communication with Rosfield's team had been severed long ago, making effective coordination impossible. From the very beginning of this operation, the old Marshal had sensed something was amiss.

Standard battlefield protocol dictated an immediate order to destroy the biological starship.

But the old Marshal had a gut feeling: Things aren't that simple.

There are some things military academies and textbooks never teach: truly renowned generals often choose to trust their instincts at critical moments.

The old Marshal withstood the pressure. "Do not act recklessly!"

...

Suddenly, Chen Gu looked up. "It's a Microscopic Analyst!"

Rosfield and Modric were taken aback, then instantly understood. "A high-level Microscopic Analyst!"

"At least Eighth Power Level!"

Many difficult problems are like this—akin to a thin sheet of paper. Once pierced, everything becomes clear, but only a genius can be the one to pierce it.

Rosfield couldn't help but glance at Chen Gu. Even I, a proud Eighth Power Level Professional, couldn't find the answer. This Fifth Power Level Professional truly is extraordinary.

The Microscopic Analyst profession wasn't rare, but it was one that was "easy to learn, yet difficult to master." Very few ever surpassed the Fifth Power Level, let alone reached the Eighth Power Level.