"Pitaya," having just recovered from being trampled into a pulp, was moving very slowly. We could easily keep up at a normal walking pace, so the five of us quietly followed behind.

The faint sounds made by "Pitaya" were drowned out by the piercing noise in the darkness ahead, but if you listened carefully, you could still hear the rustling... rustling... rustling... The path "Pitaya" was taking was exactly the same one we had used to escape the first array.

Before long, we followed "Pitaya" to the central area of ​​this space.

From a distance, Fatty spotted something strange. He said to us with slight nervousness, "There's something there, it looks like a tree, but I remember we didn't notice this thing when we passed by just now!"

However, we didn't stop because of Fatty's words. It was just a tree, and it didn't seem dangerous at all, plus Fatty hadn't issued any danger warnings.

When Fatty said this, our vision was limited, so we didn't see the "thing" he was talking about.

But after following "Pitaya" a few more steps, I recognized what Fatty was talking about.

It was an extremely strange "tree," a red "tree" without branches or leaves.

At the base of the tree, red patterns covered the ground, like roots, intricate and complex. The upper ends of the roots extended and converged, embracing each other to form the trunk.

And this trunk was like thousands of thick cables woven together. The patterns on the outside of the trunk were very clear, the strands of texture were perfectly natural.

The trunk was about a meter in diameter, straight up and down, uniform. The diameter and thickness of the trunk did not change from top to bottom.

I looked towards the upper part of the trunk and could vaguely see the trunk touching the top of the rock.

The piercing sound came from the connection between the trunk and the top rock.

The "Pitaya" we had been following climbed onto the intertwined roots, then melted like a candle and slowly merged into the roots.

Immediately afterward, the part of the root that absorbed "Pitaya" emitted a very brief flash of red light. This red light, like a signal transmission, quickly spread along the roots to the trunk, reaching the top of the trunk, where it connected with the top rock.

I could clearly feel that the piercing sound became a fraction louder the moment the red light reached the top rock. While I was observing the "Pitaya" merging into the red tree, countless "Pitayas" gathered towards the red tree from the darkness on all sides.

They rushed to the roots like the "Pitaya" we saw before, melted into the roots, and then turned into a point of red light, which quickly transmitted upwards, reaching the top of the trunk.

From this, I judged that the generation and maintenance of the piercing sound was related to this red light.

Fatty, Rou Yi, Jennifer, Dodge, and I were deeply attracted by the scene before us, because this red tree was too peculiar, causing us to fall into deep thought.

Since we couldn't determine whether the red tree was dangerous, we maintained a relatively safe distance from it.

Fatty, with his active mind and great courage, took out a spare pistol bullet from his pocket and threw it at the red tree.

Fatty threw the bullet with great force. After it flew out, it hit the tree trunk directly. Half of the bullet sank into the trunk upon contact, while the other half remained exposed.

After a while, the bullet naturally fell from the trunk, landed on the ground, made a crisp sound, and then rolled away, "ding ding dang dang," who knows where.

Feeling that there was no danger, Fatty and I went over to take a look. We saw that the position on the trunk hit by the bullet left a small dent.

This dent slowly recovered until it disappeared in just a few seconds.

"This tree can self-repair," Fatty and I said, "and the material is like solid sponge."

In fact, after seeing the process of "Pitaya" merging into the red tree, and recalling the state of "Pitaya" when Fatty crushed it, we could roughly deduce the characteristics of the red tree.

In short, it has a certain strength and also a certain elasticity.

Fatty and I observed the red tree, while also paying close attention to those "Pitayas" constantly merging into the red tree, and the resulting red signals.

After about a few minutes, I clearly felt that the tree trunk had become much thicker, and I also discovered that the loudness of the piercing sound from the upper part of the tree trunk was directly proportional to the speed at which the "Pitaya" merged into the red tree. In other words, the more "Pitayas" merged into the red tree in a short period of time, the louder the piercing sound.

I looked towards the place where the red tree trunk connected with the top rock, and an idea suddenly appeared in my mind.