The driver in the car pulled his neck and shouted, his veins were showing.
The driver in front of him spread his hands.
"I want to go back too, but it's blocked here and I can't turn around!"
"Pass those from behind! This cave is blocked! Let them go to another cave!"
"Hey! What's behind..."
The traffic was blocked, but people could still get through.
Selu was thinking about her mushrooms. Schliemann frowned and listened to the coachman's words. Ampton was curious about these black and shiny black horned insects. He curled up his fingers and tapped the insect's legs. It felt like tapping on a hard bone. on dry wood.
As if it felt the knock, the black horned insect turned sideways, its densely packed compound eyes pointed at Ampton, its mouthparts wriggled repeatedly, and a tentacle slightly thicker than a finger stretched out, as if to feel what hit it. .
"Hey, Master, don't touch my insect. It hasn't had a mate this year. It's very irritable. I don't want to hurt you again later..."
After muttering a few words, the coachman in insect skin clothing noticed that the car in front of him was falling backwards, and quickly stood up to remind the other party, but the other party's black beetle seemed to have lost control, and he backed the car directly into the violent beetle that had not been matched this year. face.
Only then did Ampton realize that this black beetle was indeed violent enough.
It pushed forward directly, and with a flick of its head, the carriage in front and the cargo above were squeezed against the cave wall, and it began to eat the cargo above.
No matter how hard his master beat it, it remained unmoved.
Schliemann pushed Sellu away from the escalating chaos and turned into a side tunnel. It was narrow and long, but there were no cars.
Fortunately, they could also go to the mushroom garden Mersin mentioned here, and soon they were attracted by a huge hollow with scattered fluorescent mushrooms.
This place is like a sea of stars in the darkness. If it weren't for the touch of the ground, Schliemann wouldn't even be able to tell the difference between up and down.
Selu stopped as soon as she took a step. She lowered the torch and found that there was a jelly-like black paste underneath the slices of mushrooms.
The two Schliemanns also lowered their heads to look, looking puzzled.
Schliemann seemed to have seen this thing before. He thought hard and couldn't remember where he had seen it before. It wasn't until Ampton called him that he followed the two of them into the Sea of Fungi.
Selu had already begun to touch the novel fungi with her magical hands. She even took out a small notebook and a pencil to record the appearance and feel of the fungi in the notebook.
Schliemann didn't dare to touch anything. The lesson from last time was already engraved in his mind.
Selu mumbled while recording.
"It would be great if Mersin was here. She could tell me what effects these mushrooms have."
"Mushrooms are not allowed on my ship."
Schliemann quickly blocked Selu's thoughts to prevent her from causing any trouble on the ship.
Apton was curious about everything and asked, "Why are you so obsessed with these mushrooms?"
"When I was tinkering with perfume, I discovered that several mushrooms were poisonous, so I always wanted to take a look."
Ampton smiled. In his opinion, Selu left Hisoka and Hatred and should put down those formidable skills.
When he expressed his thoughts, Selu gave a wry smile.
"The threat has not been lifted... A few days ago, my captain threatened to throw me off the ship. How can we not leave some backup?"
Schliemann rolled his eyes. He knew that this was Selu's complaint. She actually had no actual actions.
“I’m not like you, who pays to get on the ship, nor am I like Vivian, who is pretty and tall, nor am I like Connie, who is a reliable mechanic.
I have to be useful. If I get delayed, the captain will tie me to the mast like Pound and Gada, even if he doesn't throw me overboard. "
These plain words expressed sadness. Even though the crew members accepted Selu, Selu herself did not recognize that she was qualified to be a member of the Crescent.
Schliemann sighed and patted Selu on the shoulder.
"I was just trying to scare you. I wouldn't really throw you off the boat."
"I know, so I don't want to hold you back.
I know nothing about navigation and am very slow to learn, but I plan to study pharmacy. This is something I can understand and something I am good at. "
"You have been of great help this time. Without you we would not have been able to get the money..."
"Hey, thank you Captain for the compliment."
Selu squatted there and continued to tinker with her notes. The captain's praise made her feel comfortable from the bottom of her heart. It was a sense of satisfaction of being recognized and needed.
Schliemann and Ampton decided to let Selu sit there for as long as they wanted.
The two of them chatted about the voyage.
When Apton talked about the incident when he encountered the ghost mist, Schliemann was startled. He finally remembered where he saw these black pastes.
That was the material that was splashed out by the bombardment of the musket from the giant hand stretched out from the blue sea.
"No way!"
Schliemann took out the pendant and carefully approached the black substance at his feet. A faint black mist rose from the paste and slowly floated into the pendant.
"Fuck...I understand..."
"Do you want to explain what's going on?"
Ampton pointed to the black pendant and said.
"It's a long story... I got this pendant from the depths of the blue sea when I first came to this world."
"Bihai? Have you walked out of Bihai?"
"No, no... I climbed up to the canopy of the blue sea and was rescued by a passing merchant ship that broke down. That's not the point...
The point is, when we encountered the ghost fog, the Crescent dropped to an extremely low altitude, only a few meters away from the canopy of the blue sea.
A huge black arm rose up in front of the Crescent Moon's course, and the Crescent Moon's course was blocked by it.
I looked at the giant hand that grabbed him, shot him, and this stuff spurted out from the hole made by the shot. "
After Schliemann finished speaking, he pointed to the paste at his feet.
Apton stared at the pendant that was absorbing the black mist and spoke slowly.
"Then what? Then how did we escape?"
Schliemann scratched his eyebrows and said with some embarrassment: "Actually, I don't know the specific reason...
At that time, the windshield of the bridge was broken. I jumped out of the bridge and struck at the giant hand that was almost holding the Crescent Moon. Then the giant hand turned into black smoke and got into the pendant. "
"What happens if it absorbs the black smoke?"
Schliemann shook his head: "Nothing has changed except that it has become darker."
Ampton reached out to Schliemann, who handed the pendant to Ampton.
"Besides making people tell the truth...what else does it do?"
"It's a side effect of making people tell the truth. Its real function is to empower the user."
Schliemann said as he took back the pendant. He opened the paste on the ground to expose the wet rock. He broke off a piece with his bare hands and squeezed it hard. The rock was reduced to crumbs.
"It may have other functions and side effects, but I don't know, so I rarely use it."
