Chapter 2668 Mayfly World (End)

Chapter 2642 Mayfly World (End)

Fungi have another advantage, that is, they grow much faster than ordinary plants, and there is no need to wait for a half-year growth cycle. With Smith's cooperation, the experiment soon produced results.

The answer is yes, but it still needs further improvement. At that time, Pamela put in ordinary fungi, which is the shiitake mushrooms that people often eat. Schiller mainly considered that this kind of mushroom is more friendly to the people, and if there is any shape mutation, it will not be too ugly.

But he obviously underestimated the range of mushroom mutation. The grown shiitake mushrooms were thought to be grenades by those who didn't know.

The whole shiitake mushroom is no longer a flat round shape, but a towering oval shape with countless terrifying black and purple protrusions on it. Even if the Chinese come, they will not first consider whether this thing can be eaten.

The appearance is indeed a big problem. If it looks too ugly, even if it is claimed to be a longevity medicine, it may arouse public doubts, and clinical trials alone are not easy to do.

After Smith's repeated experiments, he found that the shape of mushrooms depends mainly on the trunk used for cultivation, that is, the shape of the corpses of those monsters and demons will be what they are.

The black ghost lady is a purple-haired zombie, and the mushrooms grown are naturally black and purple, which looks very scary. Later, they found the corpse of an animal spirit, and the mushrooms grown are golden, which looks much better.

Schiller thought that Chiyou was also a tribal leader. According to Yinglong's description, he was not too ugly. Although he had horns on his head and looked different from modern humans, the aesthetics of mushrooms are different from humans. As long as they don't look completely unappetizing, it's fine.

After discovering that this thing can work, the Shenmao Bureau found more samples for Smith to experiment with. In the end, it was found that the mushrooms grown by ordinary humanoids and animal spirits were relatively ordinary. Schiller and his team were unlucky. They picked a thousand-year-old zombie. No matter how they planted the corpses of such monsters, they couldn't grow something that looked like something edible.

As for the efficacy of mushrooms, it is also related to the basics. If the corpse is flesh and blood, and some energy is poured into it, the mushrooms can inherit and preserve this energy very well, which can enhance the magic affinity of humans. Taking it internally can slightly improve immunity, but the effect of external application is better. The best effect is scar removal. No matter what scar it is, it can basically be restored to its original state.

If the corpse itself is an energy entity condensed by spirits, similar to a compressed version of the devil, the cultivation and growth of mushrooms is very difficult, and the survival rate is also very low, but the effect is the best, which can truly achieve the purpose of extending human life.

As for those zombies, the mushrooms grown are all poisonous. From mild to severe, the limbs are twitching, and from severe to unconsciousness, it is visible to the naked eye. As long as the amount is large enough, it can be used as poison.

However, some poisonous mushrooms are useful, such as being able to relieve pain, sleep, and even keep people in a dormant state with the lowest power consumption without harming the human body, and they are completely non-addictive and can replace many sedatives.

These mushrooms can more or less change the magic affinity of humans, but it does not mean that you can learn magic immediately by improving magic affinity. As the subject's magic talent has not changed, it is still not possible to use it actively. It just improves the degree of accepting magic as an object, at least you will not feel dizzy when sitting in the portal.

After so many experiments, the Shenmao Bureau probably has an idea, but Chiyou is not in the same order of magnitude as these low-level monsters after all, and the facts will have to speak in the end.

Then the last step is to solve the problem, that is, where to put Chiyou after moving out. It is definitely not okay to put it in the open air. The Shenmao Bureau envisions that although it is no longer buried so deep, it should be placed in the mountain, and set up many obstacles to ensure safety.

Strange thinks this method is very good, but he still hesitated when facing Zheng Xian. Zheng Xian asked a few questions before he knew that the drawings were good, but they could not be built.

After so many days of planning and designing in the village, Strange realized how troublesome it was.

First of all, we need to build a road, and we need to build a road that connects all three villages. That is indeed a magical road to heaven, but the wizards can't build it anyway.

It's not that they don't have the ability, the key is that it's too troublesome. In some places, you can just push the house to go there instantly, but the villagers don't want to go there, can you still force it?

Not only can you push the house to make the passage, but people don't want to go there from the side of the house. Not only the house, but also the side of the field, even from the side of a tree, it's not allowed. If you ask, it's inherited from the ancestors, and you will destroy the feng shui if you go there.

Some people think that building a road is a good thing, but they have to make the road go through their house, otherwise they won't let it be built.

If you just barely get the route planning map done, regardless of materials and labor, you can build it, but you have to build more than just a road, you have to build a laboratory, a greenhouse, and a factory. You can't just ignore the cost of each one.

Wang often went to the village chief to coordinate, but the village chief was also distressed. The people living in these villages were ordinary people, not saints.

In the case of lack of education for many generations and the unchanged living pattern, most people felt that if you want us to become rich, wouldn’t it be enough to just give us money? Wouldn’t it be enough to just give us what we need? Why make such a big fuss?

In the end, everyone was unanimously opposed, but they were reluctant to give up the supplies provided by the mages, and they wanted this today and that tomorrow.

These three villages are not large in area, have a small population, are quite far apart, and have large height differences. The construction is already very difficult. If one person makes one request, the work will be impossible.

Strange has been talking a lot in the past few days, but basically there has been no progress. The mages are not very good at this kind of thing, so they have done nothing except reluctantly building a way out.

Although Strange was also a little impatient, after all, these three villages were his teacher's hometown. He still reminded Zheng Xian not to be too tough and to show some consideration to the villagers when starting work.

Zheng Xian thought he was hesitating because there was something big going on, but he didn't expect it to be just this. He waved his hand and said nothing, leaving Strange confused as to how he was going to solve this problem.

Unexpectedly, in less than a week, all the villagers' work was completed, and everyone applauded to welcome the engineering team to settle in.

Moreover, there are no powerful mutants or mages among this engineering team. They are basically ordinary people, and they all use ordinary machinery. They don't look high-tech at all, but they use a strange and difficult-to-find method. The speed of imagination almost hollowed out the entire mountain.

The mages on the side were dumbfounded by this, speed pass, right? Are you a mage or am I a mage?

I have to admit that the whole process has a sense of order and beauty that mages do not possess. For example, if mages want to destroy a mountain, they can use magic to explode it, but after the explosion, they have no control over where the gravel collapses.

Of course, you can also use space magic to cut, which is clean and neat enough, but basically no one except the archmage can cut it very accurately. If you give them a drawing that is accurate to microns, then most archmages can't do it either. So precise.

But these ordinary workers are not as powerful as the mages. They can't even lift a big stone by themselves. However, they first set up scaffolding, installed directional blasting explosives, and perfectly collected every piece of broken stone and transported it out. Another group of people will be replaced to conduct soil quality inspection and continue to build scaffolding.

After cleaning the surface, go to the large machinery. Some people are responsible for observation, some are responsible for inspection, some are responsible for starting, and some are responsible for finishing. Everyone knows what they want to do, is very clear about the purpose of their actions, what consequences they can lead to, and can The collective is responsible for this outcome.

Observing similar work processes is an ultimate enjoyment of order and beauty, because it is like seeing how the people on this land built such a glorious civilization over millions of years.

At first, it was just some younger mages who were idle and watching. Later, the great mages also came. They had been practicing for a longer time and were further away from human society, so they were more susceptible to shock.

In the end, Gu Yi also came back. She was just like hundreds of years ago, standing on the windy ridge in the distance and watching one after another ordinary people who were as small as ants in her field of vision, carrying them shoulder to shoulder. , shouting and drinking, in a time that seems to have stagnated, using the gravel held in everyone's hands and the footprints made under their feet to build a great civilization that is beyond the reach of the power of the gods.

Strange looked at his teacher and saw a different kind of light shining in Gu Yi's eyes. Through this light, he seemed to have seen how the national teacher in Chinese uniforms stood in the misty rain hundreds of years ago. Watch the rise and end of a glorious dynasty from the high tower.

At that time, there were hundreds of civil and military officials standing behind her, and in front of her was a huge dragon. The dark clouds were thick, and her breath was filled with the cold moisture of wood.

The inscription was placed on the altar, with ancient characters that people could not understand written on it. Then it rained heavily, indicating another year of good harvest.

"I am the only god, there is no self and no god..." Gu Yi sighed softly.

A deep voice responded to her, "You are the first person who dares to threaten me on paper, and you are also the last one."

"People have almost forgotten you." Gu Yi said calmly, as if she was stating a fact: "But they will never forget that they want a rain."

"Most people always want only rain and good harvests, not war." Yinglong said: "So now we are still here, and Chi You can only lie there."

"It is the majority of people who determine the return path of the gods." Gu Yi said: "History proves that I am right. Only what people believe in is a god, and only what people want is a miracle. Apart from that, there is no other way. Nothing else.”

Strange couldn't understand Chinese, but he seemed to be able to understand what the two of them were talking about, because whenever his teacher spoke her mother tongue in this tone, she was sighing about the long history. A person or god who sinks.

"They are so small, but they are good at creating greatness." Ancient One said: "Create civilization with their own hands, cultivate gods with their own hands, spread all over the world, and stretch endlessly, as if this world was born for them."

"But that's not why you threatened me in a formal way."

“But didn’t it rain on you in the end?”

"That wasn't done for you either."

"There is no rain in this world that does not fall for me or all living beings. If it does, then change to another rain god."

"Do you think you can represent all sentient beings?"

"I'm living for this."

"Egomaniac."

Ying Long snorted, but stopped talking. After a while, he said, "What do you think Chi You would think if he knew someone was growing mushrooms on him?"

"I only know that if it was the Shennong clan of Xuanyuan clan, they would feel very happy, because they were also one of the people, and they lived for all living beings, and they knew what they wanted most."

"But Chiyou is not like that. Chiyou only wants victory." Yinglong sighed and said, "Those who have gone against the will of heaven in ancient and modern times are nothing more than this."

"Have they said how to deal with the mushrooms grown from Chiyou?" Gu Yi suddenly turned to ask Strange.

Strange shook his head and said, "They didn't say specifically, but I heard that they might want to make a vaccine."

"I heard that mushrooms grow more easily in humid places?"

Gu Yi said as he moved his eyes to Yinglong. Yinglong stared at her and said, "Why are you looking at me?"

"What do you think of my petition?"

"Are you trying to threaten me again?!"

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