Kloto calculated the ratio of input and output bit by bit in the sea of consciousness.
Obviously, the bodies of strange beasts infected by toxins cannot be recycled and can only be thrown into a huge pit to enter a cycle.
If purifying a unit volume of biomass requires consuming more biomass than the unit volume, then Atropos' plan will be declared bankrupt.
After all, the Mycelium Will is not a fool, and no one will do business at a loss.
According to Kroto's calculations, the maximum number of times to absorb the toxin is five times. If it reaches five times, the so-called "profit" will drop to about one thousandth, and if it exceeds five times, it will be a complete loss.
As time passed little by little, Clotho in the sea of consciousness saw a scene that made him happy.
The speed at which the toxicity of the third batch of strange beasts developed seemed to have slowed down significantly, which made the consciousness body feel excited.
Atropos is the think tank of the mycelial will, a pioneer, and a conscious being who can be called a scientist.
But this does not mean that Clotho and Lachesis are complete burdens.
The three consciousnesses are originally one, so naturally the abilities of the two of them are not bad, but their focuses are different.
Long before the experiment began, Cloto had already called upon all his mycelium in the Sea of Consciousness to complete the preliminary data calculations for this experiment.
As we all know, if only one layer of skin is consumed in one purification, the larger the volume of the sphere, the more beneficial it is to Cloto.
But this problem cannot be calculated in this way. Not to mention that if a strange beast ingests a large amount of mysterious biomass, it will not be able to completely absorb the toxic substances inside.
Just based on the properties of this biomass, once a strange beast absorbs it to a critical point, it will break through the barriers of skin and scales and completely collapse.
Based on past experience, Kloto designed the first generation of disposable alien beasts to absorb toxins, and then improved two generations of alien beasts on this basis.
Now he looked at the strange beasts below that were in pain and exhaustion, but found that they did not die quickly under the effects of the toxin like their predecessors, but were still able to perform basic breathing activities.
The mycelium needles pierced into the gaps in the scales of the strange beast for the third time, and this time the giant tree was obviously in much better condition than before.
This is undoubtedly good news, indicating that the biomass that has been absorbed by toxins three times can be used by Him to create new life.
But the character of Kroto's consciousness tends to be conservative.
Although He had presided over countless beast invasions on humans over the past few decades, He was not an adventurous consciousness unless unexpectedly occurred.
After being cut off from the connection, Cloto was still observing the giant tree that was constantly absorbing biomass in the sea of consciousness.
It was not until the giant tree absorbed the twentieth ball that its leaves finally showed signs of partial accumulation of toxins.
Soon the giant tree fell into the bottomless abyss, and Kloto had made his decision.
Four times.
No matter how the plans of Lachesis and Atropos progress, no matter how much biomass replenishment they need, for him all the biomass must be purified four times before it can be used in the production of alien beasts.
The absorption of toxins by strange beasts is not linear. After all, as the toxin content decreases, the absorption rate will also change.
After several experiments using the remaining spheres, Cloto finally came up with the biomass "profit" under four absorption operations:
0.6 percent.
Looking at the data alone, it's easy to think that Kroto is working in vain.
But looking at the endless foggy forest, with the blessing of the huge base, any tiny "profit" or "loss" will be magnified into an astonishing number.
Cloto was already prepared. As long as he was infected by the toxin in any way, he would immediately increase the number of absorption times to five.
After informing his two "brothers and sisters" of the two pieces of data, He has already begun to act.
The biomass underground is inexhaustible.
At least in most places occupied by mycelium, these substances will appear from depths of tens to hundreds of meters, as if this is the main body of the planet.
From this point on, what limits Kloto is no longer the amount of biomass that can be stored, but time.
As long as He has enough time, He will be able to create a super beast tide that is ten or even a hundred times stronger than the last one.
That would bring instinctive fear to the creatures behind the walls.
The stars of this galaxy disappeared into the flat sky, and the white mist above the misty forest began to sink little by little, covering everything.
In this world of thick fog and darkness, countless lights are flickering in a regular pattern.
This is Clotho's fertility power, and this is the reaction of the entire Misty Forest under His will.
Hundreds of millions of strange beasts that can absorb toxins with their bodies began to grow in countless cocoons, and what awaited them was a short life of only a few hours.
They will never see a ray of sunlight in their entire lives, but no one will care, neither Kroto nor themselves.
In many locations in the Misty Forest, as countless hyphae gathered, the fungal carpet began to fade, revealing the hard ground.
The surging fungal carpet began to harden partially, and the mycelium aggregates like heavy hammers began to violently hit the hard ground.
The ground, which was as solid as ore, could not withstand the continuous blows from blunt objects of similar hardness and began to break bit by bit under the heavy hammer.
The fragments were carried away by the spreading mycelium, and deep pits began to take shape.
Although there are still tens or even hundreds of meters of depth to be excavated, this is not a problem given the size of Kloto.
Initial investment is necessary, but as long as this plan can succeed, the only thing that can prevent the mycelial will from annexing the planet is time.
After all, humans have no way of using this biomass. Their life structure and social structure are different from ours. Not only are they unable to purify this substance, but they also have no way to use it after purification.
The excavation of two hundred mines for extracting biomass has been put on the agenda, and countless disposable alien beasts are on the way to production.
Like an assembly line in another world, production in these two directions will eventually converge at one point and begin to extract biomass from the ground without restriction.
In this way, a production queue controlled by the will of mycelium was born. From the perspective of the mycelium life species, this may be a memorable milestone on the long road of evolution.
It is a pity that Lin Qingliu from another world could not see this precious scene, otherwise even when facing the enemy, he would definitely praise him as "the great god in the field of real-time strategy games."
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