Lin Qingliu didn't have to cooperate with Him.
As the deal was reached, the giant tree forest besieging Hope City began to slowly retreat with the rumbling sound of the ground.
Clotho has begun to fulfill his promise and has mobilized his remaining giant trees to devour Atropos's legacy.
When the black tides surrounding us on all sides recede, a new biosphere similar to that of our home planet will be born here.
Lin Qingliu nodded with satisfaction, looked at the thickened black line in the sky, reached out and grabbed a handful from the ground, and then returned to Hope City.
His figure appeared in the center of the inner city, on the top of the spire, holding a ball of soil with weeds and small flowers in his left hand, and one of the two pots of second-hand artificial flowers at the door of the conference room in his right hand.
He stood here, at the highest point of human construction, and cast his sights over the entire inner city.
An extremely powerful biological field suddenly unfolded, and all humans in the city instinctively felt a vague warmth because of their fellow human beings.
But such a biological field is as deadly as nuclear radiation to the remaining Lachesis.
One by one, red dots with obvious problems appeared in Lin Qingliu's field of vision. The corners of his mouth curled up, and his burning body seemed to be waiting for this opportunity to vent:
“Found it.”
Along with the synchronization of information, howls sounded from time to time in the area near the city wall. El pulled Zhuang Mian back and forth between various locations, and the faces of the originally normal humans showed angry expressions.
Lachesis' consciousness became more and more panicked, and he couldn't even control the bodies stably. Several bodies working on the assembly line even produced several defective products in succession because of their non-standard movements.
At the entrance of a small alley, a man holding a handful of nutritional paste looked around and made sure that there was no one around before going in. After turning twice, he found himself in a dead end.
He turned his head sharply and saw a smiling man appearing at the entrance of the alley.
He walked into the alley step by step. The sunlight shone on his face, half bright and half dark, making it impossible to tell whether he was sad or happy at the moment.
"Familiar?"
Lin Qingliu pressed on, but the man in front of him did not answer.
"You should be familiar with it. After all, my cat died once in a similar place."
Lin Qingliu continued forward, forcing the man against the wall at the end of the alley.
"Long time no see, Lachesis."
Lin Qingliu laughed:
"Weren't you very arrogant last time in the auditorium?"
Finally, fear appeared on the man's face. This was his last body.
Things often collapse so quickly. Less than two hours ago, he was one of the three major consciousnesses, in charge of the tall grass mycelium ecology of millions of square kilometers.
But now, he had nothing but the body of a middle-aged man. This body even belonged to a very unhealthy person. He began to gasp for breath after just running a few steps.
He, or rather it, looked at Lin Qingliu approaching step by step, and finally could not bear it any longer, and begged:
"I... I just want to survive. I don't have any of the tall grass outside anymore... I am just a spirit now. I don't even have genetic material, so...
"How about...let me be a human? For a spirit, what difference does it make whether it's a human or mycelium?
"Anyway, this body is already dead. Even if you kill me, he won't be able to come back."
"You want to live? Don't Clotho and Atropos want to live?"
Lin Qingliu looked at the man who had fallen to the ground and asked sternly. It must be said that even if they were split from the same entity, each consciousness body was different.
In terms of moral standards, at least Atropos and Clotho always stood on the side of their own camp until their death, unlike the consciousness in front of him whose upper and lower limits were not clear.
Lachesis remained silent for a moment. As they were once one, He certainly knew the personalities of his two compatriots.
But what does this have to do with Him at this moment?
Seeing that the other party remained silent, Lin Qingliu squatted on the ground and began to fiddle with the thing in his hand.
He pulled out the fake flowers from the pot and threw them aside, then put the ball of soil in his hand with mycelium, moss, weeds and small flowers into it, turning it into a miniature bonsai.
"What are you willing to give to survive?"
he asked suddenly.
"Everything! Anything, as long as I can survive."
Lachesis grabbed the spider silk that could bring him life and began to climb hard.
"good."
Lin Qingliu pointed to the potted plant in his hand:
"I have already severed the connection between the mycelium and the derived plants inside and Cloto. If you still want to live, transfer your consciousness inside. As long as you do this, I will let you go."
“…”
Lachesis fell silent as he looked at the small potted plant.
The so-called biofield erosion is similar in principle to being in a high position. A person can jump into a three-meter-deep pit, but cannot jump directly out of a three-meter-deep pit.
The principle of biofield erosion is similar. When Lachesis controls the tall grass ecology of the outside world, he can of course play with the humans who enter his domain at will.
But as he cut off his tail step by step to survive, and turned from him into it, and finally only a body was left, everything he relied on had disappeared.
Lachesis knew that it would be easy to erode this small ball of mycelium, but if he really transferred his consciousness into it, there would be no possibility of getting out.
By then, without the human brain and the endless mycelium, its thinking speed will be slowed down by a thousand or even ten thousand times!
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