Chapter 384: Flesh, Blood, Weakness (14) (1st update + 2nd update + 0.5 update of Nine Thousand Nine Hundred Thunders) [VIP]
"Chu...Brother Chu," Gu Qiang tried to force out a painful smile and shouted like those people, "Do you...do you want some snacks?"
He quickly took out a box from under the table and poured all the messy food inside onto the table in front of Bai Jinshu.
There were also a lot of pink packages that looked like candies mixed in, and they seemed to be Wen Qinqin’s snacks.
"There are several chefs in the village who are really good at cooking. They are totally incomparable to those kitchen robots outside Zone 08. I will treat you to dinner tonight," he said flatteringly. "Brother Chu, what do you like to eat? Cantonese, Sichuan, Hunan, Cantonese, or Western food, steak, French, Italian?"
This kid has "Don't eat me" written all over his face.
Bai Jinshu held his forehead with his hand.
Of course, he wasn't hungry enough to gnaw on Gu Qiang, he just felt that the unusual "smell" of his blood was a bit strange and was afraid that there might be something wrong.
No matter what, he is still a human being. When the human mind controls the body, it is impossible for him to commit cannibalism.
But if Gu Qiang could really turn into a Shatak bird...
Bai Jinshu pinched his chin. Eating people would bring psychological burden, but eating birds seemed to have no psychological burden at all.
It would be a bit barbaric to eat it raw. The Shatak bird in Shemochu's memory seemed to be very big. It would take a long time to pluck its feathers. Moreover, as a mythical creature, even if this bird is not really an outer god, it would still be mentally unstable for ordinary humans to see it and they would have to go through san check. In that case, they could only deal with it themselves.
But I have to deal with the trouble myself...
Bai Jinshu's eyes were numb.
Just think about it, if you want to eat this kind of bird, you have to pluck the feathers first, then take out the internal organs, and find a pot of similar size. If you can't finish it in one stew, the rest will have to be frozen in the refrigerator, but where can you find a refrigerator that big?
If you think about it this way, it’s better to eat it raw.
No wonder so many gods of the KO system like to have a bunch of followers. It seems that having followers is indeed good. At least you don’t have to do it yourself when you want to eat.
On the screen, She Mochu stared at Gu Qiang in a daze.
As Gu Qiang looked on in increasing horror, investors began to gamble:
【What is the Lord thinking when he decides to buy it and leaves it. 】
[Bet on a Tibetan Mastiff. The owner must be wondering if Gu Qiang is tasty. ]
[Betting on the second generation of God, the Lord might be thinking whether Gu Qiang can eat it. 】
[Betting on the Book of the Dead, the Lord's eyes were full of consideration. He was thinking about how Gu Qiang would eat it. ]
[How else can it be eaten? A fool like Gu Qiang must have put it in boiling water, and then added a spoonful of soy sauce, half a spoonful of oyster sauce, a proper amount of sugar and MSG, and a handful of starch to thicken it to make a sweet and sour soup.]
[Sweet and sour schoolboy doesn’t sound as delicious as braised schoolboy. 】
[Steam it, high-end ingredients are often cooked in the simplest way. 】
【Why can’t we braise half and steam the rest and make the rest sweet and sour. 】
【Because the Lord is definitely too lazy to cook three dishes. 】
[That makes sense, kid.]
[Okay, this channel has started "Cthulhu on the Tip of the Tongue", right? ]
["What can Shatak bird do?"]
"Brother Chu, Brother Chu!" Gu Qiang on the screen pounced and held Bai Jinshu's hand earnestly, "Don't eat me, I'm not delicious."
"Really?" He tried to persuade the other person with his eyes. "I'm not a purebred Shatak bird. I'm just a crossbreed. The blood content is already very low."
Bai Jinshu was suddenly grabbed by the hand, and it took him a while to come back to his senses from the thoughts of how to deal with the Shatak bird. He said slowly: "I know."
If Gu Qiang had a strong Shantak bird bloodline, it would be unlikely that he would just play with the old seal.
For most creatures of the Crimson type, this mark is annoying just by looking at it, let alone holding it in their hands. Otherwise, it cannot be called the only thing that is useful to creatures of the Crimson type.
She Mochu was able to see Jiu Yin without turning around and leaving. That was the result of a long period of desensitization training. When the young She Mochu first entered the University of Michigan, he ran out of the classroom in front of his classmates and almost vomited bile at the door.
Even so, She Mochu would not carry the old seal with him.
The fact that Gu Qiang would take out the old seal to play with when he had nothing to do only shows that there is actually very little part of him that belongs to the restraining creature, so his aversion to the old seal is limited.
To use an inappropriate analogy, the old seal is to Gu Qiang what coriander is to Guan Hongyan: it’s annoying to look at it, but it’s not a problem to carry it with you, it’s just annoying.
However, the Shantak bird is not a well-known Outer God like Yog, and most of the time it only serves to transport believers who believe in or serve the Outer Gods of the Kr system. Shemochu can understand why some people want to get the offspring of Yog, but he really can't understand why someone wants to get the offspring of a bus.
Or... uh, an airplane?
Perhaps according to the status of the Shatak bird in the Ke family of creatures, it can only be said to be a bicycle.
Gu Qiang's eyes were full of tears: "So Brother Chu, you really won't eat me, right?"
"No..." Bai Jinshu was silent for a moment, "You should just call me senior. I graduated a few years earlier than you."
This way, he can be reminded that this fool is a junior and cannot eat it.
After all, for She Mochu, it is very rare to come across food that can arouse his appetite. Most of the time he just mechanically eats food that has no taste to his senses.
"Senior," Gu Qiang choked up, "If you are really hungry, you can eat my classmate. My classmate is grilling black goat kids."
Barrage:
[…You kid.]
【Classmate: Thank you for listening to me. 】
【It is a blessing for you to be your classmate. 】
[The classmate took a taxi and fled zone 08 overnight. ]
[The Lord finished eating the classmate, and Gu Qiang asked if he wanted more. The Lord said yes, and Gu Qiang took out another classmate. ]
[After eating this classmate, Gu Qiang asked if he wanted more. The master said yes, so Gu Qiang took out another classmate. ]
[Just like that, Gu Qiang took out one thousand and one classmates. ]
【After eating one thousand and one classmates, the Lord was finally full. 】
【This is the story of one thousand and one classmates. 】
【Laughing.】
【Come to Mida to purchase goods, Xiaochu.】
On the screen, Ming Qingrong woke up in time and Gu Qiang's classmates finally escaped the disaster.
"Chu...Brother Chu?" He called out weakly and turned his head to vomit, "What's in my mouth? It tastes so disgusting, yue..."
"Don't vomit!" Gu Qiang grabbed his neck, obviously used to this kind of behavior, and said quickly, "Don't vomit! This thing is to keep you from going crazy. You still have five to ten minutes to stay awake. Tell us what you saw before?"
After saying this, he said to Bai Jinshu in a serious tone, "The Shantak bird is the connection point between believers and the Outer Gods in the Dream Realm. Feeding diluted Shantak bird blood to humans who have been in contact with san checks of C-type creatures can allow the non-conscious eater to achieve a short-term san lock and connect to the Outer Gods."
The subtext of this sentence should be [I'm useful, don't eat me].
Regarding Gu Qiang's strong desire to survive, Bai Jinshu could only nod to indicate that he understood.
There was no such use of the Shatak bird in She Mochu's memory, but it might also be because he had never seen a hybrid of a Shatak bird and a human before he met Gu Qiang.
The dilution in his words should refer to [the bloodline of the Shatak bird being diluted by human genes], rather than the half cup of tea that was mixed in before.
After all, looking at Ming Qingrong's wrinkled face, not everyone thinks Gu Qiang's blood is fragrant. This stuff probably tastes quite unpalatable.
Although Ming Qingrong was talking and seemed to be awake, his eyes were still tightly closed.
Gu Qiang grabbed a chocolate that looked like Wen Qinqin's snack from the table and stuffed it into his mouth: "Do you remember what happened before?"
Ming Qingrong paused for a moment: "So disgusting... What is this?"
"Some of them are good to eat," Gu Qiang rolled his eyes, "If you really get into an emergency, who will bring you some candy? Hurry up and tell me."
Ming Qingrong frowned: "Rinse your mouth..."
"No, you can't rinse your mouth," Gu Qiang refused. "Hurry up and tell me what you saw."
As Ming Qingrong came to his senses, many investors noticed something was wrong:
[Why do I feel like there's something wrong with Ming Qingrong? 】
[Has this happened to him before? ]
[Is it because we are at the edge of the dreamland? ]
Some speculate:
[Can't you enter the fantasy dreamland only in dreams? He should be on the edge of the dream now, so it's easy for him to act out his subconscious thoughts.]
What is Dreamland?
[Just think of it as a special map in the K-world. For humans, entering it is only a dream. The Shatak bird is a creature in it. ]
Gu Qiang probably did this kind of work frequently. He was not angry at Ming Qingrong's uncooperative attitude, but patiently emphasized it several times before finally getting his answer.
"I saw... blankness." Ming Qingrong's voice was a little dazed.
"Then what were you thinking before you saw the blank space?" Gu Qiang guided as usual.
"I'm wondering... if a person sacrifices his life, then what kind of life is that sacrificed?" Ming Qingrong's voice was vague. "From a biological point of view, can the life he sacrificed be quantified using data? In layman's terms, it depends on whether the telomerase is reduced."
This idea is very consistent with his identity.
"Why do you think so?" Gu Qiang asked curiously.
Bai Jinshu simply explained: "He is a doctor of medicine."
"Oh..." Gu Qiang said, "Oh", and then continued, "Then, what else did you think of?"
"Then I also thought about what the clinical manifestations would be like if a dying patient came for a checkup," Ming Qingrong answered seriously, "For example, compared with the indicators of normal people of the same age, would he show signs of organ aging, decreased liver cell division activity, etc.? What procedures would be needed to achieve this effect?"
So far, these are all normal thought associations, and there seems to be nothing that could lead to a san check.
The problem should be with the person he saw.
"Zhang Lu...another team member who went with him said that they saw the man who was very depressed when he went in, but was full of energy when he came out." Bai Jinshu added.
"Very energetic... I've also discovered this problem," Gu Qiang muttered. At this moment, he finally showed the reliability of many Michigan University students. Sitting on the ground, he analyzed, "The reason why I haven't taken action for so long is that I don't know what they got for their lives."
According to normal people's thinking, even if an organ is removed from the body or a tooth is pulled out during surgery, there will be some sequelae. But when something as special as "life" is taken away by someone, the person who takes the life will become more energetic.
Isn’t this a big problem?
What exactly did they take?
"Didn't you count whether there were any changes among all the people who went to sacrifice their lives?" Bai Jinshu frowned.
"It's impossible to count," Gu Qiang shook his head slightly. "The village in the city is very chaotic. How many people live here and who they are? Even Zone 08 doesn't know. We can't remember who the people who come here are. But if we want to follow them and count the changes in these people, we can't do it with the current manpower, even if we put the entire special operations team and the mobile team in."
This is not Zone 08 which is fully monitored by surveillance cameras. If you want to track someone in the urban village, you can only rely on pure tracking and follow this person from morning to night.
Putting aside whether they will be discovered or not, most people in urban villages are not white-collar workers with stable jobs like those in the outside world. They go to different places every day and do not necessarily return to the same house every night. The mobility and uncertainty are very high, which makes tracking more difficult.
Moreover, most of the people here came and died silently. Outside the building where he lived, there was no need for a building, just the three floors above and below. I guess the neighbors in the same building didn't know that someone had died.
Or even if I know, I don’t care.
Anyway, they will live again, there are only a few people coming and going.
Life in this area sees no hope and no end, and most people are numb. Even though Yang Lifeng's appearance briefly brought a small ups and downs to their numb lives, that was gradually worn away by time with his death.
This is probably the reason why these people chose to do things secretly here.
The village in the city is too chaotic, with all kinds of people. Even Zone 08 and the mobile team cannot intervene. If they want to implement tough measures here, they have to consider the high population density and the lack of human defense fortifications. If a C-type incident breaks out in this area, how much damage will be caused.
Bai Jinshu squatted beside Ming Qingrong and asked a few more questions such as what he saw. The answers he got were some very professional medical terms and a word that was repeated over and over again - "blank".
All he saw was blankness.
After seven minutes of wakefulness, Ming Qingrong fell into sleep again, leaving only the two people in the room with thoughtful looks on their faces.
"I can go to that place where one's life is at stake and give it a try," Bai Jinshu frowned and whispered, "No matter what the problem is, it can be solved right there and then."
For She Mochu, the difficulty is always the investigation process, not the solution to the problem.
For him, most problems can be solved by fighting, but the problem is that not every time there is a crisis, there is enough lead time for investigation, which allows him to go to the meeting alone after understanding all the key points.
Most of the time, they are forced into battle before they have figured anything out, and are forced to face alien gods or mythical creatures that are ten or a hundred times stronger than themselves. The subsequent plot is the classic plot in She Mochu's comics [Undead teammates can't fight].
Of course, this arrangement is naturally partly because the comic author needs elements of ups and downs in the plot. Otherwise, if She Mochu just pushes forward smoothly all the way, there is no need to draw this comic. But this is enough to illustrate one thing.
That is, if She Mochu is not forced into a desperate situation, then most of the time, although his fighting power is high, it is of no use.
However, during the investigation process, the direct use of force to suppress is also an investigative method.
"Senior, can you do it?" Gu Qiang was a little worried.
Although this big guy is a demigod from zone 02, and even seems to be more powerful than their entire academy combined, will there really be no problems if he just rushes in?
"How about I lend you the Garshasbu?" He thought about it.
"No need," Bai Jinshu stood up from the ground, "Help me find someone."
Just as Gu Qiang was about to make a promise, he heard She Mochu continue speaking.
"You can't do that. Let someone from your Academy of Sciences come and look for him," he added, as if he knew what Gu Qiang was thinking. "The sooner the better. After we find him, I'll go directly to the place where he lost his life to investigate."
As long as Huai Jiamu is there, he is not afraid of the uncontrollable alienation of She Mochu after the synchronization rate reaches 100% and the meeting begins.
"Okay," Gu Qiang also quickly agreed, "Do you have a photo? What's this person's name?"
Bai Jin said: "...I don't know what it's called, and I don't know what it looks like."
How did he know what Huai Jiamu Rong's identity was?
"Ah? What are the characteristics of this person? Is he also from zone 02? Or is he from zone 08?" Gu Qiang thought for a while and asked.
"I don't know what the characteristics are..." Bai Jinshu was silent for a second, "I don't know what area it is in either."
Maybe even in heaven.
"Then..." Gu Qiang also remained silent, "Then how do we find it?"
This person's name is unknown, his appearance is unknown, his features are unknown, and even his whereabouts are unknown.
Bai Jinshu also discovered the problem.
There's a big problem.
He had never realized that after Huai Jiamu melted into a native of an unknown space, he was the only one who could recognize the other person.
Before he appeared in front of Huai Jiamu, he might not even remember who he was.
He took a deep breath and held his forehead: "How about this, you guys hang up my photo."
"Senior, your photo?" Gu Qiang was confused.
"...Well," Bai Jinshu thought for a moment, "put my photo up there, and he'll come looking for me automatically after seeing it. You don't have to worry about the rest."
Other missing person notices all have photos of the missing person, but this is the first time I’ve seen one that has photos of the person looking for someone.
I don’t know what Gu Qiang was thinking, but Bai Jinshu thought it was outrageous.
Oh no, the feeling of being a scumbag in my heart became stronger.
"Then senior, can you give me a photo?" Gu Qiang blinked.
"Just shoot it," Bai Jinshu rubbed his chin, yawned, stared at the camera and waited for Gu Qiang to nod before he stood up and walked towards the door: "As soon as possible, the sooner the better."
"Oh, right," he saw Ming Qingrong still lying on the ground, and suddenly thought of another question, "You dragged him to the Dreamland, can he come back by himself?"
He just thought about it, if the blood of the Shatak bird had this effect, it would not have never been discovered. The principle of Gu Qiang's method should be to trap Ming Qingrong on the edge of the dream world and the normal universe, allowing him to bypass the san value system in his dream state and say some words that cannot be repeated in his rational state.
However, although the Dreamland is a special place that can be entered in dreams, people who have never been there may encounter unexpected events here.
Or do they have some special way to wake up the people stuck in the gap?
"Dreamland?" Gu Qiang was busy messaging his teacher and answered casually, "Hasn't this place disappeared a long time ago?"
Bai Jinshu turned his head suddenly.
*
The exploration team members gathered in a group.
Zhang Lu arrived the latest. Bai Jinshu found an excuse to send Ji Yu and the other two away. He sat on a chair with his eyes lowered. In front of him were the remaining six team members except Ming Qingrong.
"There is no Dreamland in this world. The unknown disaster a few hundred years ago may have caused the combination of some C-type creatures and humans, resulting in the emergence of some hybrids of humans and C-type creatures. The old seals have not been discontinued in the inheritance of the University of Michigan, but there are still a lot of anti-C-type equipment on the market and in special forces that have no substantial effect on C-type creatures."
"The disappearance of the Dreamland might be caused by Naia. He has long been fed up with the closeness between the Dream Gods and humans. But humans are also one of the main residents of the Dreamland. Why would he just close this passage..." On the screen, Bai Jinshu frowned, feeling that the clues that were originally not important were messed up because of this news. "The Shatak Bird is a creature of the Dreamland, so the Dreamland must have disappeared at least after a disaster hundreds of years ago."
"There are a lot of hybrids doing research at the University of Michigan right now, which means that most of the things they produce should be absolutely useful to C-type creatures. So why don't they stop the spread of these useless devices among the population..."
She Mochu didn't seem to intend to discuss with them, but just gathered everyone together to tell them the information.
— even if they don’t understand a lot of the vocabulary.
While listening, Zhang Lu used [Basic Cthulhu Common Sense Mastery] to quickly search for unfamiliar words in She Mochu's words and was barely able to keep up with his thoughts.
"Could it be that a disaster has caused the dreamland that could have been entered through dreams to become inaccessible?" she speculated.
"It depends on the type of disaster," Shemochu's lips uttered a series of words quickly. "If it's just a globally visible monster in the sky that the previous exploration teams investigated, causing the world's people to sank, then no. But if an Old One caused some irreversible damage to the Dreamland, then it's possible, but it can't cause the world's people to sank."
After all, the earth has time difference. When some people are sleeping, others are awake, so accidents in the dreamland will not cause a global disaster.
Unless everyone in the world goes to sleep at the same time.
"Then..." Zhang Lu quickly looked at the information and realized what She Mochu meant by that. He continued to speculate, "Is it possible that the way to enter has been lost? Is the Dreamland still there?"
"It's unlikely to be lost, but I can try," Shemochu replied quickly, "Also, I need to find a chance to go to Michigan University."
The truth of the disaster has been distorted a lot during hundreds of years of being passed down from generation to generation and intentionally covered up by those who spread the truth. Now the only place that can record the complete story is probably the University of Michigan.
"Then...what should we do now? You go to sleep first?" Si Panxuan didn't understand what he said, but she understood that She Mochu wanted to sleep to try whether he could enter the dreamland and find out the truth of hundreds of years ago.
"Ming Qingrong just went into temporary madness, and the debuff caused him to be blind for three hours. You can come out with him after his blindness ends. Ask Gu Qiang about the pills, and don't move before I come out," Bai Jinshu fell asleep, "I'm going to find a room to sleep in, and don't move before I get up."
Everyone nodded and watched as the big man lay down on the table and fell asleep as if no one was around. Then they could only look at each other in confusion.
"Senior, I..." Gu Qiang pushed open the door and did not see She Mochu.
"Where is my senior?" He looked at Si Panxuan.
"He said he wanted to rest for a while." Si Panxuan pointed at She Mochu who was lying next to him.
"Oh...oh, I'll keep my voice down," Gu Qiang whispered, "I was originally going to say that my senior asked me to put up his photo, and we've already put it up on the highest ad space in zone 08, but the ad space has to be an ad, so I wanted to ask him if this is okay?"
"What do you mean by the highest advertising position?" Si Panxuan suddenly had a bad feeling.
"That..." Gu Qiang pointed to the sky, "That location."
Everyone looked up and saw that in the nearby city of Zone 08, the advertisement space that previously featured the beautiful girl Dai Dai with twin ponytails had now been replaced by a very familiar face.
She Mochu's face.
The place where the photo was taken must have been very dim, and all you can see are his extremely smooth and stunning outline and his two eyes looking calmly towards the camera.
Even in this era where technology has developed to this point, the term "modeled face" is not a compliment, but an era of biological genetic programming that every newborn will experience before birth, this face still has considerable lethality.
Especially when this face was enlarged and hung on the best advertising position in the entire zone 08.
I don’t know if it’s an illusion, but the passing aircraft seem to be moving a lot slower.
In this era dominated by dynamic projections, such static photos are extremely rare. Even the projections used by roadside shops to attract customers are 3D. Such flat images should have been covered up by a colorful advertisement.
But this picture was not distracted by the various advertisements around it. Instead, it caught everyone's attention with a very strange attraction.
Anyone who sees this photo will first look at one of his eyes.
Under the gaze of this silver-white vertical pupil, even those members of the exploration team who knew in advance that She Mochu had such an eye would subconsciously feel a tingling sensation on their backs, and then they would involuntarily focus all their attention on this photo.
Under this great face, there is a line of fancy words:
[Zone 08 Academy of Sciences affiliated institutions of higher learning are recruiting, sexy seniors are waiting for you to enroll, call the hotline: xx-xxxx……]
Si Panxuan saw this line of words: ...
Wei Ye asked the same question as countless people who saw this ad: "No...what are you writing under this great face?!"
"Advertisement..." Gu Qiang said weakly, "This place is an advertisement space, so naturally we can only place advertisements."
"Advertisers need to have their qualifications reviewed, time is tight and we don't have any products to sell. And what if we can't sell anything with this ad? What if a random phone number gets flooded with calls and the person you're looking for can't contact us?" His voice got weaker and weaker until it turned into a whisper. "So we just put it up in the college recruitment ads. It's the recruitment season now anyway, so why not use it?"
Exploration team members & investors: …
Then you should use a more normal word.
Naughty boy, if you continue to be so naughty you will really be eaten by your senior.
The senior who everyone thought would eat his junior was entering a dreamland and had no idea that his photo had been hung on the largest advertising space in zone 08.
Bai Jinshu lay on the table, closed his eyes, controlled his body to sink, and soon he reached that point.
The entry point to the Dreamland.
The Dreamland is a special area in the K-world. Different from the normal universe, it is a world ruled by dreams. It is a mirror image of countless normal universes and can only be visited in dreams. There are many kinds of legendary beings and creatures, exotic races and strange gods. *
Compared to other gods, some of the gods here are not very powerful. Some of these creatures and most of the gods can also be encountered in the real world. The reason why humans worship them is partly because some of them may be worshipped in the real world. They are the dream gods of the earth, and most of their images come from the early mythological figures of various nations. *
Another reason is that the gods of dreams are the weakest of all the gods. Not to mention the creatures in the dreamland, a smart human in the normal world may be able to defeat them. But they are in the dreamland, protected by those foreign gods who cannot be looked at directly and cannot be described, so humans can properly respect and worship them. *
In this special area, humans are often not like the outside world, the lowest level in a chaotic and disordered universe. On the contrary, humans who are familiar with the entry method and have experience and can clearly control their dreams are actually one of the most powerful residents here. *
The foundation’s live broadcast room could not follow him into a place that could cause a collective san check from viewers at any time and anywhere. Bai Jinshu sank into the depths of his dream alone.
Then he opened his eyes and landed on his feet.
The worst happened.
There was nothing wrong with the dreamland; there was something wrong with the humans in [Blood, Flesh, and Weakness].
They can't enter the dreamland.
The author has something to say:
Xiao Chu woke up and found that he had become an idol in order to save the University of Michigan which was on the verge of bankruptcy!
Xiao Chu: ? When will I become an idol?
UM:? When will I go bankrupt?
The parts marked with * are from "Hammer of Monsters"
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