Luo Binhan stood on tiptoe and walked carefully around the wall. He tried his best to avoid touching the insect corpses, but he couldn't. Everywhere he stepped, he inevitably stepped on a piece of muddy insect flesh, making his scalp numb. Fortunately, the floor of the entire room is a complete and seamless metal plate. Luo Binhan guessed that cleaning the robot would not be too troublesome.
Of course there are Wanbozi and Popa in the room. The former is standing in the center of the room at the moment, directing several flying robots to lift the containers and put them together from small to large. She was still wearing a snow-white and elegant classical palace dress, but the actual effect was far less elegant than before, and instead hung loosely on her body. Her hairpins were all roughly pushed aside, and it looked like they had no effect on her hairstyle. Luo Binhan's sharp eyes saw an inconspicuous black rubber band under her bun, and the corners of her clothes were inevitably stained with the corpses of ants. The study of something had clearly made her give up her efforts at disguise, and even her voice was filled with a kind of neurotic drowsiness.
"Bone bottle, gold bottle, dew bottle... No, no, no, don't put that one in, it will make everything inside covered with grass scales. You have to clean it thoroughly before putting it away..."
Wan Bozi was busy with his work and didn't seem to notice Luo Binhan and Momoluo entering his room. Popa in her arms looked left and right, stretched out her short arms and waved to Luo Binhan. Luo Binhan found that it was wrapped in a fancy feather hat, and the style seemed a bit familiar. That moment made Luo Binhan feel sad about parting. He waved to the little robot and said, "Do you still want to play cards?"
Popa's face lit up, but she quickly shook her head.
"Wanbozi is very anxious," it said. "Poppa will go to Central City with her. Popa will help Paduma take care of Wanbozi."
"Okay." Luo Binhan said. He thought about it and began to regret the marble that Zhou Wenxing had taken away. He would rather give it to Popa as a souvenir.
He and Momolo continued to wait in the room for two hours. During this period, they also wanted to help Wan Bozi pack their things, but Wan Bozi stopped their good intentions. She claimed that everything here had to be handled exactly correctly, otherwise there was no guarantee that it would cause some kind of damage to her or their property. Luo Binhan had no choice but to sit on an upside-down jade tripod and watch her work. At first, Wan Bozi was too busy to care about anything. It wasn't until most of the containers were emptied and packed that her face became relaxed and she was able to say a few words of thanks to Momolo. Luo Binhan took the opportunity to ask: "What's going on with these bugs?"
"Materials." Wan Bozi replied nonchalantly.
"What's so special about them?"
Luo Binhan had long secretly observed the appearance of those insects. He thought they were no different from ants, only larger and lighter in color. If he encountered such a swarm of bugs in Lihai City, he would never take it to heart at all. But in view of all the bug-related incidents he had experienced in his life, he understood three important facts: 1. He In this life, he will probably never accept food that retains the shape of an insect; second, he will try his best to stay away from all research on insects and even the insects themselves; third, the ∈ that breaks into the room should be classified as a type of cockroach.
He thought that these insects must have something to do with the Ten Thousand Insects Butterfly Mother, but Wan Bozi's answer was completely different. She grabbed her messy hair and said, "Special? No, no, no, they are gold-seeking beasts I raised. They are used for convenience in the wild. There is nothing special about them."
"Then what did you do with them? Make them so scary?"
"I'll test the medicine on them." Wan Bozi said hurriedly. She turned halfway and turned her face to Luo Binhan and Momoluo.
"What medicine?"
"Some medicinal species from outside the territory."
Luo Binhan felt a slight numbness in his back. Of course he thought of those drowned leaves, but the strange thing was that he also thought of the red candy ball that Zhou Wenxing handed him for no reason at the same time. Upsilon once peeled the thing open, revealing tiny black seeds like sesame seeds inside. It smells sweet and creamy, but Upsilon says it has caused "terrible reactions" in some cases - what did Upsilon call that thing? "Lotus medicine"?
He had a vague idea, but when he thought about it carefully, he found that there was nothing. He thought of Upsilon and said that it was a formula from the infinite realm. How far is the Wuyuan Realm from here? In fact, he had no idea, but at least he knew that it was a place that Jing Huang wanted to stay away from, and it must be in the direction that the Silence was staying away from.
"What kind of medicine?" he asked relentlessly, "Dig it from where we found you?"
At this moment, Momolo was gently tugging on his sleeve, signaling him not to get too involved in the independent research results of an alchemist. But since Wan Bozi hadn't opened his mouth to drive them away, Luo Binhan pretended not to notice. He hoped that Wan Bozi could say everything by himself, but Wan Bozi obviously had no such intention. She thought about it for a while, and finally said: "They are probably some strange things, don't get close to them."
That was obviously a firm refusal, so Luo Binhan had no choice but to give up. His eyes wandered around the room, trying to find something that looked like a plant or a seed. Maybe Wan Bozi was very alert and didn't let him find anything suspicious (or maybe everything in the room was completely suspicious to him).
He was busy peeking into the alchemist's studio, when Joel Farman climbed over two heavy copper tripods and came to him. She sat on the edge of the cauldron and asked, "Are you sure you want to go to the Old Galaxy Front?"
"I don't see any room for regret." Luo Binhan said.
Joel Farman looked at him, then at Momolo, but in the end he didn't say anything to dissuade him. She just took out her two metal rods after a moment of thought and handed them to Luo Binhan: "You need more weapons for self-defense. I'll go with the police from Central City. I don't need it that much anymore."
Luo Binhan quickly declined and went back. He was grateful for Joel Farman's kindness, but he just didn't think he could use two long sticks as thin as chopsticks as weapons like her, unless he wanted to use them to pierce Zhou Wenxing's nostrils.
"It's better for me to use a gun." Luo Binhan said, "I'm pretty accurate."
"You're going somewhere that sometimes makes firearms useless," Joel Farman warned. "Think carefully about the kind of weapon you're using. Energy weapons are the easiest to control, followed by etheric pollution - there's etheric pollution and pollution everywhere. In a shielded area, you have no way of knowing what the effects of what you throw out will be.”
"Okay." Luo Binhan said. He pondered for a few seconds, then boldly asked, "What is etheric pollution?"
Joel Fineman looked at him a little confused and said, "Are you really going there?"
"Yeah. The old Galaxy Front. There's no other place, right?"
Joel Fineman's eyes began to change. For some reason she started looking at Momolo with admiration and said, "Maybe you shouldn't all go."
"Mr. Luo will be fine!" Momolo replied confidently.
His answer immediately made Luo Binhan feel that he had a problem, perhaps a huge problem. His thoughts, which had been disrupted by Zhou Wenxing, Yupsilong and Li Li, finally gradually returned to normal, as if they had fallen from a carnival weekend into a weekday morning. He stared blankly for a while, and finally asked the question he probably should have asked a long time ago.
"Okay," he said, "Can any of you tell me where the old Galactic Front is?"
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