Chapter 166: The Neutral Core of the Mushroom Demon

Ke Qier chased to the window and took a look. It took a long time before he pulled back. "You really don't have to run away." He looked a little sad. But still remain basically positive. "Thanks to Rammel and Dodi's help, we discovered a specific cure."

He used a tone that was realistic and wanted to solve the problem. "You need a lot of neutral pistils of the mushroom. This creature only blooms once in a long time."

Thirteen thousand years. Some empirical groups say in the literature that it is thirteen thousand years, and some experimental groups say that controlling the shaking period under biased radiation to eleven-seventy-sevenths of a second can promote growth and flowering. To collect one gram of dried pistils, hundreds of populations need to bloom at the same time. There is half a chirp of neutral pistil in a thousand chirp. To produce an extract that could affect a demon, at least four hundred pounds of neutral pistils would be needed. Everything remains theoretical. This information automatically popped up from the bottom of Yi Cha's mind.

Let's just say he wasn't interested at all.

"Really, get treatment. If you can't..." Keqier said. He stopped under the devil's ferocious expression. After half a second he decided to continue. "Wei Xing Qi Mian will suffer... disaster."

"Suffer."

Yi Cha smiled without a smile. "It's you I'm treating. Expressive disorders and the like. Is that the only word you have?"

"It will be over." Ke Qier did not laugh along. "It's true this time. You should have heard it from them. The disease called Jing will spread to every corner of the world, and then every line, every plane, and every three-dimensional image will collapse together at the same moment."

The angel's tone was worried and serious. "Imetz has some kind of plan. No doubt about it. It will work. But he doesn't intend to apply it to Wei Xingqi. I don't know the specific reason. I hope it can be understood."

He changed his tone to a comforting one. "Anyway, even if you don't want to interfere with the fate of the entire universe, you can still be a little concerned about the strange side of the stars. In Yimetz's calculation, even if the universe is saved, it may be picked out and thrown away alone. Maybe you can also I learned from them—"

"Fuck fate and salvation. I don't know. No one told me."

Yi Cha felt that he didn't care very much. There is no destiny, only profitable reports. Isn't it always like this? oh. He almost forgot that he gave the report to Dosmas. Now there is neither. He was indeed a disgusting guy. "How do you know this?"

"Dodie——"

"Don't mess with those guys."

"My friend. Come on. These are special times. We need to unite whatever we can—"

"What moment is not a special moment? To hell with unity. No. To hell with it, let it come to me."

Ke Qier looked at him and said nothing. Cha started to feel quite irritable.

"Okay. Okay." He was impatient. "Look at how scared you are. There aren't many solutions, right? Ultimatum. Universal problem-solving machine. Do you really dislike cheating? Why don't you use it?" He moved something on a slanted table. Clutter up a collection of ceremonial figurines and assorted vessels that appear to have been carefully curated.

"Well. Of course I have thought about it! But there are two reasons -" The angel hurriedly rushed over and held down the small bottle and ball that rolled away. He was in a hurry, but he still answered obediently: "The first reason is that we can't find the operator."

A bright blue Erlenmeyer flask fell loose from his hand - this kind of flask was originally designed not to sit well on a flat surface, and it was barely common in a curved world full of holes and biota. Keqier let out a soft cry, threw himself on the table and pressed it with his chin.

"You can operate it," Icha said. Then it occurred to me that the angels were probably referring to the professional mechanics themselves, rather than the auxiliary clerks who were used to translate questions and requests. "Isn't he here?"

"The second reason." He said vaguely. "The whole machine is gone."

"When it's gone, it's gone."

Cha felt cold. Nothing surprising. Returning from the Vientiane Forest, I discovered that seven thousand years have passed since the world, and there are more than tens of millions of things missing. The palace was sunk into the ground and an opera house was built on top. Gardens and farmland were turned into alkaline flats. The ocean floor rises and is populated by birds that drop snow from under their wings. The body blends with the earth and air, blending into the breath. The new prison was built on the site of the old prison - but some things never change.

"It - the mechanic has set it up so that it can protect itself." Keqier grabbed the bright blue Erlenmeyer flask, as if he had grabbed his own life. He straightened up, letting the jumble of bottles stand up together. "So either it was taken by force. Or it - possibly through the manipulation of a mechanic, escaped on its own. We didn't find it anywhere in Wei Xing Qi Meng."

"Wise choice." Icha laughed with all his strength. "After all, Wei Xing Qi Mian is going to die."

"Uh. Come on. If we think of something, it won't be ruined."

"Why?"

"what why?"

"Why should I try to figure it out?"

"Because it's yours - because you care - ah. No. No no. No no no." Keqier frantically searched for the right way to express himself. "Because you have always been like this before. You like to see valuable things preserved. Remember those doomsday times? Children of the plane were born one after another with the mission of the Featherless Ones. You fight against me in logical aggregation. And in order to protect-- "

"I don't want to now." Icha said. "I just want to stay by myself right now. Just walk around and do whatever I want."

"Isn't that on the premise that Wei Xing Qi Mian will survive?" Ke Qier looked at him. "I understand. But..."

Yi Cha sneered.

"Okay." The angel looked a little pitiful. Yi Cha decided to wait a few seconds before getting angry. He tried every means to make him better, which was really annoying. "Both Blue Lewen and Featherless asked me to bring some cooperation intentions to Nesis. They think I can definitely help with this, and it's perfect. What do you think?"

Keqier paused for a long time.

"Uh." He said cautiously. "They made a specific estimate of your behavior. Based on your previous behavior, but they didn't expect-"

"I'm suffering from a disease and my temperament has changed drastically?"

Keqier paused for a long time. Divine hands squeezed the bright blue bottle. The bottle is made of energy-mixed materials, so the material inside can be seen just by switching the field of view. The essence extracted from the neutral pistil of four hundred kilograms of mushroom demons can cure a demon's motion sickness. After processing in a curved space - a space like that needs to be peeled off several layers at a time. And Ke Qier looked so hurt. Only something of extreme importance is worth the risk. I saw it as soon as I checked, but I didn't bother to mention it.

"I don't know anymore," said the angel. "If you're so sure—"

Icha held out his hand. "I am very sure."

Keqier hesitantly placed the bottle in his palm. Icha threw it out of the window with all his strength. There wasn't even a "pop" sound.