Chapter 98: The stench turns to filth (10)
The murderous blade hung above Number Three's head and did not continue to move downward.
Xie Mian asked sternly, "What's the solution?"
Number Three tilted his head back, gazing greedily at the figure he had been longing for.
He thought his little butterfly no longer existed in this world, but he didn't expect that his little butterfly was still there.
But the little butterfly doesn't remember him. It doesn't matter, he will help him regain his memory.
"explain!"
The blade sank an inch, and a cut was made on No. 3's scalp, and blood continued to flow out.
Blood flowed down his cheek to his lips. Number Three stared at Xie Mian and licked the blood from the corner of his lips with his tongue:
"Insects can cover!"
"Use another more powerful insect energy to impact and cover their insect energy, rewriting their reincarnation rules."
Xie Mian seemed to be lost in thought.
He cut off the insect limbs of Number Three, tied it up with the rose vines Lin Heng gave him, and brought it back to the tent.
"Huh? Why is there one more?"
Seeing his brother bringing back a strange insect-fellow, Lin Heng asked.
Xie Mian repeated what No. 3 had just said.
"Insect energy coverage? That's certainly one way. But with so many children, I'm afraid it would require extremely powerful insect energy to cover them all."
"Also, as far as I know, there are barriers between insect energies. For example, there is a natural repulsion between fire-type insect energy and water-type insect energy, and light-type insect energy and dark-type insect energy cannot coexist at the same time."
"Reincarnation belongs to the insect energy of the time system. To cover the reincarnation insect energy of the children, we must use the more advanced time insect energy. No one here masters the time insect energy."
Number Three was tightly bound by rose vines, but he didn't care, his eyes still glued to Xie Mian.
Hearing Lin Heng's question, he chuckled, his voice hoarse and enthusiastic:
"Who says it has to be time-sensitive?"
He struggled to straighten his upper body, his severed arm was still dripping with blood, but his eyes were surprisingly bright.
"I have the 'Time Cocoon'!"
He tapped his chest with his chin with difficulty, motioning Xie Mian to come forward and take out the thing from his chest.
Xie Mian didn't move.
Lin Heng frowned and stepped forward, a vine condensed from his fingertips, and he carefully lifted the blood-stained collar of No. 3's clothes.
A plastic box rolled to the ground.
"This is……"
Lin Heng bent down to pick it up and opened the box. Inside was a snow-white cocoon shell that exuded a strange fragrance. "A cocoon made by an insect monster?"
"It's not a bedbug's cocoon!" Number Three struggled violently, his muscles twisted and flushed red, but his eyes flashed with a gentle, almost maniacal smile as he mentioned a certain existence. "This is his cocoon! It's his—"
His voice stopped abruptly as Xie Mian's cold gaze fell on his face.
The enthusiasm on Number Three's face froze instantly, as if he had been splashed with a bucket of cold water.
He took a few quick breaths, his eyes flickering as he avoided Xie Mian's gaze, and his voice lowered with a deliberate, stiff correction.
"...a cocoon of an insect-loving person. A...very special insect-loving person."
"Who is that insect-loving person?"
Xie Mian stroked the goose Shifang in his arms and asked coldly.
He discovered that after the appearance of Number Three, Goose Shifang had been shaking, just like that night. After the cocoon appeared, Goose Shifang's egg body shook even more violently.
Is Goose Shifang afraid of number three?
No, not number three. Xie Mian shook his head.
He was afraid of what was on Number Three's body - the cocoon.
Or maybe there's something else besides the cocoon.
"Who is it? It's someone you know so well that you'll know once you use the chrysalis."
Number Three smiled. He couldn't wait to see Brother Butterfly recover his memory.
Brother Butterfly, you actually forgot that this is your own cocoon and you also forgot who I am.
But it doesn’t matter, my brother Butterfly, my little Butterfly, you will remember it soon.
Then it will be just you and me, together.
Although his wife's hand was constantly stroking his eggshell, and the air around him was filled with the scent of his wife's thoughts, and he was still close to his wife in his arms without any sense of distance, E Shifang still felt panic and fear.
What terrible thing will happen?
He must have known what it was before he lost his memory, but now he has forgotten.
What is going on?
Damn it, that guy must know what’s going on, why doesn’t he show up.
Goose Shifang urged his insect energy.
He wanted to kill Mole Cricket No. 3, but was held down by Xie Mian again.
"Kill him after you save the children."
Lin Heng held the cocoon, the shell felt white and cold between his fingertips. "Let me do it. I'll absorb the energy in the shell and cover the children's insect energy."
"Brother, let me do it."
Xie Mian refused Lin Heng. He knew that his brother's insect power was also very powerful, but he should do the dangerous things himself.
Lin Heng tapped Xie Mian on the head and said, "I'll do it. You stay by the side and keep an eye on this guy. And you have healing insect abilities. If anything happens, you can treat me and the kids."
"But, brother..."
"Alright!" Lin Heng interrupted Xie Mian, "Look at Shifang's expression. He needs you now."
Xie Mian looked at the goose Shifang in his arms and finally nodded, "Brother, if there is any danger, you must get away in time. Your own safety is the most important..."
"Little Butterfly... No, Brother Butterfly..."
Mole Cricket No. 3 interrupted Xie Mian's instructions and said, "Only you can absorb the cocoon. This...oh brother, can't absorb it."
"I can't absorb it, why?"
"this……"
Number Three was momentarily speechless. How could he explain that this was Brother Butterfly's cocoon? Of course, only he could absorb it. If he explained, would Brother Butterfly still absorb it?
He didn't dare to gamble.
"You can try."
Number Three looked as if he didn't want to explain any further.
Lin Heng held the cocoon in his palm, trying to resonate with the energy inside.
As No. 3 said, the cocoon showed no reaction.
"Brother, let me do it!"
Xie Mian handed the goose egg in his arms to his brother, walked to a place closest to the children's tent, and held the cocoon.
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