Chapter 64 Sixty-four Nights
The blinding fluorescent green and death powder mixed together, and continuously emitted wisps of ominous black mist. It didn't look like something that could heal at all.
Seeing the frenzied comments on the barrage, Yun Wanwan gave Shi Kaien serious advice: "Your Highness, why don't you talk to Kaiya and get him to change his image? The milk-filled image really doesn't suit him."
Audience: Milk, milk buns? ? Oh my goodness, what a great image.
Kaiya's image as a sharp-tongued and arrogant kid is deeply rooted in people's hearts.
Because it was an AI character, no one thought there was anything wrong with it, nor did they think that Kaia might grow up.
But after meeting Mo Ning today, I suddenly realized that the AI image can be changed, right?
Or does Kaia just like the image of the milk bun?
As for His Royal Highness the Crown Prince, if Mo Ning did not have the same level of authority, Kaiya would not have been able to break through. He would have rushed in front of the camera to fight with Mo Ning on the spot, and pointed at Yun Wanwan's nose and cursed her.
Unable to scold Yun Wanwan, Kaiya could only vent his anger at Shi Kaien, but Shi Kaien just smiled indifferently: "Kaiya, you really don't want to try? I'm also looking forward to seeing Kaiya grow up."
With a "bang" sound, Kaiya's originally inconspicuous milk bun seemed to instantly turn into a cooked bun, emitting heat all over.
Since it is called a super AI, Kaia must be unique. He has stronger learning and logical analysis abilities than humans, imagination and creativity that are not inferior to humans, and he also has the same emotions and feelings as humans.
Apart from the lack of physical form, they are almost indistinguishable from humans.
So Kaia would also be shy. When the Crown Prince said that he also wanted to see Kaia grow up, the arrogant Kaia actually became shy - of course he would never admit it.
Shi Kane pursed his lips and smiled, not saying anything explicitly. Otherwise, Kaiya would be embarrassed and probably go crazy. But looking at Kaiya's glint in his eyes, he knew that he was definitely tempted. He just had to wait for him to figure it out.
After this little episode, the medicine in Yun Wanwan's pot was almost ready. The fire gradually went out, and the medicine in the pot was concentrated to the end, leaving only a shallow layer at the bottom of the pot.
The blinding fluorescent green and death powder mixed together, and continuously emitted wisps of ominous black mist. It didn't look like something that could heal at all.
Yun Wanwan touched her nose.
She didn't expect that the problems from her previous life would come back to her.
As the eldest sister of the Medicine Sect, she naturally has an extraordinary talent in planting and cultivating spiritual plants. The medicinal effects and spiritual power of the spiritual plants planted and cultivated by her are much stronger than ordinary ones.
But in the same way, the pills she was involved in would also present a strange appearance.
Just like the thing in front of me, its efficacy is similar to that of normal pills, but it looks like a Pokémon that came out of the Abyss, and it is full of inhuman aura.
It looks messy.
Yun Wanwan took a small bowl, which was exactly half filled with the strange liquid at the bottom of the pot. In fact, apart from the strange color and ominous mist, the liquid had become a transparent crystal after being concentrated. It looked "duangduangduang" and had a chewy feeling, which was actually quite cute.
Myronbel was completely unconscious. Yun Wanwan brought the small bowl to his mouth and drank it without saying a word.
The audience who witnessed all this: "..."
Even Wu Yan, who was watching the live broadcast, sighed: "So there is such a treatment method?" Should he be thankful that when Yun Wanwan helped him, she used conventional healing potions, and high-level special ones, instead of this weird dark cuisine?
It can be seen that even though Myronbel was dizzy, his face was distorted for a moment when the potion approached him.
There are scars and blood on the young master's face. Even with a protective helmet, he can still be injured like this. This young master is really unlucky.
There was a world of difference between him and the young master Qiao Mai, who had an extraordinary aura and luck. Yun Wanwan suddenly became very curious about what the effect would be if these two teamed up.
"uh-huh……"
The potion Yun Wanwan brewed took effect quickly. It had barely slid down his throat when Myronbel woke up, dazed. As expected of a powerful player with an S-rated mental strength, he was already in form the moment he woke. The moment he looked up, his eyes were filled with vigilance and murderous intent.
If his control over his body had not yet fully recovered, Myronbel would have probably taken action before he opened his eyes.
Yun Wanwan had already retreated to a safe distance. Although she had made considerable progress recently, she did not underestimate the fighting power of this world. There was no need to gamble her own safety.
Myronbel's eyes flashed, and he seemed to remember the details of his experience before he fell into a coma, and his face suddenly became interesting.
Not to mention, he had already seen Yun Wanwan's face clearly and said weakly, "Thank you."
Yun Wanwan was a little surprised. She really didn't expect that this typical second-generation rich kid was actually quite polite. He seemed different from the arrogant person in the rumors.
"It seems you know who I am. Your current condition is actually not bad. The external injuries are not too serious. If you can find a supply point and get some healing potions, you can heal directly. The potion I just gave you can only detoxify your body. Um, you know you are poisoned, right?"
Myron Bell nodded.
It has to be said that the potion Yun Wanwan used was very effective. In a blink of an eye, Myronbel felt that the feeling of stagnation in his body gradually disappeared, and his brain became much clearer. While he resumed thinking, he was able to grasp the problem in Yun Wanwan's words.
"Your potion..."
"Don't worry, His Royal Highness the Crown Prince said that your points won't be deducted. You can check the supplementary terms at the back; they should be explained on the intelligent computer. I didn't use any outside support, and the materials I used to make the antidote for you were all collected from the forest, so it's not against the rules."
"The most I've done is provide some unprecedented potion-making techniques. But," Yun Wanwan glanced at the stream of comments flashing by, "I don't think either the netizens or His Royal Highness the Crown Prince will mind."
They would just keep asking how the potion was made.
"Everyone, rest assured. I'll post the formula and material collection methods online. I'll also explain the understanding and classification of toxins. Well, the content is limited, so I'll only share what I know now. This is only to increase your common sense, not to encourage you to experiment."
Yun Wanwan looked at Myron Bell who was still half lying on the ground and said, "Not everyone is lucky enough to meet me in this wilderness."
Even if she revealed everything she knew, it would be difficult for anyone in this world to break through that limit and reach her level.
She is someone who has ascended to heaven!
Myron Bell probably understood what he meant. It seemed that Yun Wanwan in front of him was using him as a field experiment, and was using him as a tool thoroughly.
And this on-site drug testing seemed to be broadcast live to the audience.
Myron Bell looked up at the small reconnaissance robot that was following Yun Wanwan without any hesitation and was responsible for the live broadcast. His surging ambition suddenly hit the cold shore.
"What are your plans next?"
Myron Bel looked at Yun Wanwan in confusion. What were his plans? What relationship could he have with her?
"Looking for the next supply point."
Their brains all have the approximate locations of the supply points, but it is difficult to move there, and there are mutant animals chasing and blocking them on the way.
Besides, it was only the first day of the event, so everyone was spread out and there was no competition. Oh no, looking at the time on the smart brain, it was already the second day.
Starting from the second day, the scope of activities will be further reduced and new resource points will be opened.
I have to say that this survival game is arranged very cunningly. In the end, they are forced to kill each other for points and rankings.
Then what is the identity of this person who appears here?
It feels like a good game suddenly has a paying player with cheats in it, who can crush them instantly. It's very subtle!
"What are your plans? Do you want to join the game too?"
"That's not the case. I'll just take a look around. The forest isn't a place you can come to yet. The mutant plants here aren't so easy to deal with."
Myron Bell didn't say anything. He knew this, of course. He had managed to hold out for nearly a whole day fighting the mutants in the garbage dump, but in the forest, after just a short while, he was in such a mess that he nearly lost his life.
"Do you remember the direction you left? You can't stay here for too long. Although His Royal Highness the Crown Prince won't deduct points from you, the rules are there!"
Since it is a game, of course we have to follow the rules. Yun Wanwan just left the person in the open space and didn't bring him into the tent.
If he had actually entered the tent, the system rules would have immediately declared Myron Bell a failure, even without the Crown Prince's intervention. Yun Wanwan had been able to negotiate terms with the Crown Prince because what she was planning to do was truly outside the terms and conditions.
Myron Bell nodded in understanding. Honestly, while he didn't know what Yun Wanwan had given him to alleviate the threat of the poison in his body—the strange taste lingering in his mouth and the deadly scent lingering in his nose left him feeling torn—he felt his physical condition had recovered well.
The pain of the pollution invasion seemed to have disappeared.
As for those superficial injuries, they are really not worth mentioning.
Myronbel looked at his rolled-up arm, his brow twitching as he straightened himself and stood up. He hoped the new resource point would have replacement protective clothing, otherwise his patched-up suit wouldn't last long.
After Myron Bel bowed and thanked Yun Wanwan, he turned and left.
Yun Wanwan couldn't help but sigh with the audience: "This young master is quite cool."
Myronbel, who had not walked far, stopped and wanted to turn back and say "I can hear you", but after thinking it over, he gave up.
The audience burst into laughter.
There was also a very clear message from a viewer in the neighboring live broadcast room: "Yun Wanwan, Master Brian has also run to the edge of the forest. Do you want to go check it out? Judging from the direction, he shouldn't be far from here!"
"Oh, that's right, Yun Wanwan, live ward rounds! We love watching!"
"Yes, yes, yes, ward rounds, I want to see the interaction! I want to see the faces of those young masters when they see Yun Wanwan!"
"Master Beier is acting too calm, it's not satisfying at all!"
"Call Master Beier!"
Looking at the chaotic comments on the barrage, Yun Wanwan nodded helplessly: "You guys are so mean."
"No, no, what we love to see most are the little cuties in the forest!"
"Yes, yes, yes, I found some plants over there that I don't recognize. Wanwan, please introduce them to us. We need to learn!"
"I love learning! Learning loves me!"
"Ahhhh, I want to try a new potion! I want to be your tool every night! Let me taste it!"
"Let go of that pot of antidote and let me do it!"
These kids are probably crazy.
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