There is no way to unblock a stalled experiment.
He had known it for a long time, and was reminded once on the stone wall just now. Stasis experiments cannot be released, only accelerated. The sign of completion (of course, like so many other life experiments) is the loss of life.
Or increase.
But he never wanted to cause either outcome.
There is no formal way to unblock a stagnant experiment. But there are irregular ones. Competition experiments are the opposite of stagnation experiments - a way of thinking that Talliqi once warned would kill him sooner or later.
Seeing everything as two sides of the same coin is wishful thinking. The Great Life Master said this. Life is more complicated than this.
But there is no other way in front of him now - the formal way. When choosing one of the irregular methods, he might as well choose the one based on his own wishful thinking. He asked the clerk to bring the materials for the competition experiment. Of course, just all the supporting materials.
Competition Experiment The easiest way to stimulate competition is to have another life.
He looked back at the two clerks standing with hands hanging down. Thinking about it. The clerk at the terminal office is of course life. On hand, and will happily follow his orders and jump into any reaction. The problem is that their condition is too bad. Broken, weak, coming from a distant icy plane, from a material point of view, it is of very inferior quality.
"Boss." The two half-clerks felt his gaze. "What are your orders?"
"Come here. I'll teach you how to strip away life." Yi Cha said.
In terms of the ability of law creatures to understand unfamiliar areas, two and a half clerks are quite outstanding. After a while. They completed all the operations without making any major mistakes. It may be due to luck or coincidence.
No matter what, they finally bent their arms and handed a black smoking stone with a flat side and a bulging stone into his hands. Experimental materials for competition experiments - main materials.
"As you requested, we took roughly five percent." They said softly. "There may be a certain error. There is no way to be sure. I am very sorry, boss. We voluntarily accept the punishment."
"Don't accept the punishment." Yi Cha said.
He tried to rise from the makeshift straight-backed chair formed by the two clerks, but was unable to do so the first time. Losing five percent of his soul left him feeling top-heavy. It's not a particularly bad feeling, but it's definitely not worth enjoying.
"How are you doing?" Two warm hands reached out from his armpits in time and held his elbows. "We can send you back to rest if necessary."
"No need." Yi Cha shook his hand and shifted his weight to one side. He signaled the clerks on the other side to get up, take the stone, and walk towards the vacuum in the center of the experimental container.
"Stop there," he said. Perhaps his tone was a little weak, and his posture as he leaned to one side was unsightly, but the clerk only listened to the important points. "Don't go any further. Aim for the diamond-shaped gap between the third and fourth vines. Throw it over and let it land on the second branch from the bottom. It cannot bounce more than three times."
"Do as you say," said the shaky half-clerk. It gently threw the black smoking stone over. The stone emits a stream of bright red sparks as it enters the vacuum. It suddenly swelled up. By the time it fell between the second and third branches, it had become three times its previous size. It kept pulsing, making those dry tree branches tremble. The black smoke on the pulsating stone twisted into a rope and climbed towards the branches of the tree of hell.
Half of the clerks began to add supporting materials as instructed. Monitor the reaction process. Competitive experiments require comprehensive monitoring. Make sure that the living components will not fall into a negative peace due to too many competing elements, nor will they go in a strange direction due to too little interference - for example, they will unite accidentally and overthrow the entire experimental environment.
He was indeed carefully monitoring the experimental process. Without blinking——
At least he never meant to blink. Not to mention falling asleep. The mark on his chest felt as if he had sensed something and was burning fiercely, painful and itchy, so it was even more impossible for him to fall asleep in this situation...
In his daze, he heard the buzzing sound again.
Honey. my dear. You complete lunatic. You dare to hurt anyone. I love you so much. How dare you-
"boss."
"boss."
"Boss?" The cry came from half of the clerks who were sitting on chairs. Yi Cha looked down and saw that the brand was still burning all around, and the burning pain had not eased at all.
Subjectively, he didn't feel the passage of time, or that he closed his eyes at any time.
The other half of the clerks were in front of him, looking at him with empty eyes that did not bring any information.
"How long has it been?"
Icha sat up. He was ready to ask this question. A second later, he realized that it was actually another crunching voice that asked the question for him. The other half of the clerks stepped aside. The black and red branches at the back are exposed - there are many pale flowers on them that look like crying faces. is the question they asked.
It's the question "it" raised——
Alexander's hanged ghost, staring at him with those flowery faces, made a crunching sound. He sounded and looked quite angry.
"Huh?" Hell Tree said again in a rough voice. He stretched out a branch and hit him hard on the shoulder. "I'm asking you!"
That's a pretty hard knock—even for the temper of the Hell Tree. Yi Cha turned his head and saw that the end of the branch was tied to the black stone that was still pulsing weakly - it was the main material that had just been added to the competition experiment, and it played an important role - half of his heart - it was in his The total role played in the soul accounts for 5%. Speaking of which, he has used his soul in many different places...
Icha reached for it.
The Hanged Man of Alexander waved the branch, pulled out half of the heart at once, and hid it behind an unknown flower. aggressive. "What's your name? Oh. I don't want to know."
"You've seen me."
After looking at the flowers for a while, I sat down again. It only took a moment of reflection to abandon the idea of any lengthy pleasantries to the Hanged Man of Alexandria - any kind of respect should be of no avail at this point. A noose was thrown in front of his eyes. There's a one in 10,000 chance that it doesn't mean hostility. Icha squinted at it. "Perhaps you would like to know about Taliliqi's experiments——"
"Don't say that name! Disgusting plant..." The hell tree made a terrible wood-knocking sound.
"He won't trouble you again. I can guarantee that."
"Oh!! And based on my millions of years of experience, what I should believe the most is the devil's guarantee!!" The white crying faces screamed. "You trash!! Idiots!!! Weak ones!!! Endless-"
Yi Cha didn't hear what was said behind it. Because apparently, the Hell Tree squeezed half of his heart, causing him to almost faint.
(End of chapter)
