"Nothing is absolute. Once an accident occurs, such as the death of the main controller, countless spiders will directly lose control, and the consequences are unpredictable." Eco said with a solemn expression.
"Why do we need so many spiders? To drive endless waves of spiders against the enemy? The idea is very tempting, but I think the primary purpose now is to control the spider swarms that are running around and reduce their number as much as possible. Just keep it at a safe amount.”
Mo Bei felt that things seemed to be developing towards the beautiful situation he originally envisioned. Combined with the witch control method mentioned by Eco, it might be possible to transform the spider forest into a production base, with controlled giant spiders guarding the periphery.
Due to the long-term management of the giant spiders, some miscellaneous trees and shrubs have basically disappeared in that forest, and it has just undergone a burning operation. It is less difficult to cultivate, and the terrain is more suitable for planting than the river beaches around Kurast Port. crops, and there is an endless supply of natural fertilizers underground.
The most important thing is those big spiders. If they can really control the spider swarm, they will not only continuously produce spider silk, but also protect the farmers who are farming and collecting, and even allow them to cultivate.
Judging from the way they were walking on the ground in the forest, they might be able to serve as porters, forming an endless conveyor belt between the Spider Forest and the harbor. In short, he wanted to use them in every possible way against these large spiders that had been a problem for a long time. Its extremely exploitable value.
"Only maintain a certain amount?" Eco also reacted. He seemed to have fallen into some kind of misunderstanding.
"Yes, it's just like raising chickens and ducks. Just control their growth. As for fighting the enemy, leave it to us."
Mo Bei actually didn't know whether his plan could avoid the problem of poisonous insects, but as long as he didn't rely on them as combat power and the number was controllable, even if there was an accident, it shouldn't cause too much chaos.
Thinking of this, he asked the most important question:
"What kind of control method are you talking about?"
"This...this method, I'm still looking for..." Eco looked embarrassed, remembering that this matter was just an idea for the time being.
The corner of Mo Bei's mouth twitched, but he couldn't hold back what he said, but he was full of curses in his heart.
The biggest uncertainty about co-authorship is actually this control method. .
The two people were thinking about how to properly manage the huge wealth. They discussed for a long time. Is this "huge wealth" just a lottery ticket they just bought at the canteen downstairs?
What the hell is this! ?
"I have little experience in this area before, but the materials you brought back can at least lock in a certain scope. As long as you continue to research in that direction, you should...should be successful...it just takes this time..."
Eco's dark old face now looked black and red, and he kept scratching his ears when he spoke. .
"Can you find that tribe that is proficient in the art of witchcraft..."
Mo Bei wondered if it would be possible to help humans. Although this tribe had lived in seclusion in the rainforest for much longer than the history of Wiz County, they were still humans after all.
"That tribe was originally secretive. After the fall of Kurast, no one has had contact with them. Maybe... but if that is the case, their current position is self-evident. .”
Mo Bei fell into silence. From what little he knew, the Umbalu tribe was not internally unified. On the contrary, they had been engaged in ceremonial wars of hunting each other for many years because they had an ancient proverb:
Sacrifice and sacrifice are what it means to be alive.
Some of these branches had inextricable connections with Vizjere before entering the rainforest, with both enmity and inheritance, so their abilities appeared to be as evil as the Necromancer.
Among the ancestors of these people, the first sheep-headed demon Kazira was even born, so the possibility that they are currently hostile to humans is still quite high.
Even if there are people who are willing to fight the forces of hell together, they are probably only a handful of individuals. And even if such people can be found, they may not be willing to teach others how to settle down and make a living.
"In addition to taking risks to find the Umbaru tribe, if you can find some relevant ancient books in the ruins of Kurast, there may be a clearer method of Gu training, such as Blue Ethan's Black Book."
"Why is there a record of witchcraft in this book?" Mo Bei asked.
"Not only is the witchcraft of the Umbaru tribe, this book even contains a very thorough study of the holy power of Skashinmi. Zakarum believes that this black book is full of heresies that blaspheme the gods. Facts This book may contain our last resort."
"Skassinmi Holy Power? Is it related to Gidbin? Isn't this a personal belonging of their Pope? Where is the heresy?"
"Are you trying to reason with the Holy See?"
"Um...then this black book shouldn't have been burned, right?"
"have no idea..."
"You just said that the book is in the ruins of Kurast City?"
"I mean other ancient books that may record the secrets of witchcraft and poison. I don't know about that black book."
Okay. . .
Mo Bei felt a toothache. Sure enough, this was what a real-life object-finding mission should look like: broad goals and almost no clues.
"Okay then... I'll set off immediately after my equipment is repaired..."
He smacked his lips helplessly. Finding the black book was indeed a top priority, because even if he really found the relevant records of the witchcraft, it would take a certain amount of time to cultivate the spiderlings.
He thought this in his heart, but he still felt like he was forced to open business, because he thought the matter could come to an end. Silently walked aside, took out a pen and paper and wrote a message to Akali:
"Sorry, I said I would come back for dinner in the evening, but there is something that needs to be resolved as soon as possible, so I can't go back for the time being. And you have to help me inform Milor and Perona so that they can come and join us."
Placing the message within Akali's inventory, he laughed at himself:
"It seems as if the problem can be solved by taking action... Who knows if that book has fallen into the hands of others..."
Because of her vague telepathy, Akali quickly replied to him:
"Okay, let's get down to business."
There is also a slightly helpless little smiling face painted on the back.
"This emoticon is quite vivid..." Mo Bei looked at the smiling face, showed the same expression, turned around and left the laboratory.
The mountain of spider corpses under the formation tower has been evacuated by the residents, and all kinds of filth left behind have been cleaned up. Mo Bei had promised Omas to come back to deal with the aftermath, but it seems that it is no longer needed, and he felt a little sad. Relief.
People are very popular with spider legs as a convenient and delicious food, and the sharp toes can also be made into various utensils. After eating the meat inside, put on a long pole and it becomes a harpoon. Not to mention it comes with barbs, and you don't hesitate to break it when using it, because it is so simple to make.
Before the arrival of the rainy season, the cultivation of grain and tobacco had stopped. After the harvest was completed, many people tried to invest in the textile processing of spider silk.
After a short trial, they succeeded in making high-strength cables and rope nets based on cotton and linen processing techniques. As long as the loom is in place, weaving spider silk canvas should not be a problem.
There is already a demand for this, and time waits for nothing. . .
