Chapter 87 Chapter 87 "Really?" Joshua...
"Really?" Joshua looked at Bai Tianming doubtfully and asked cautiously.
He had been attacked many times by other angels, and just now he was attacked again by Bai Tianming's string of words. Although Bai Tianming's words were indeed gentler and more tactful than those of other angels, in essence, these words were all bad things about him.
It was hard for him to believe that Bai Tianming was telling the truth now. After all, Bai Tianming had said much more before, and the two were incomparable in terms of quantity and emotion.
"Really!" Bai Tianming answered with a firm and serious look on his face without hesitation.
Joshua still couldn't believe it. "Could it be that the person you're talking about isn't actually being stubborn, but rather knowing the truth but not wanting to accept it, so he keeps finding excuses to refuse?"
Bai Tianming narrowed his eyes upon hearing this, a look of disdain creeping onto his face, as if he were about to kill a flying cockroach but was stopped. He scoffed, his discontent tinged with contempt, "How is that possible? The evidence is all there, yet that person, from the inside out, is completely adamant that he's right. He exudes a disgusting, completely uncontroversial aura. Otherwise, how could he be labeled as stubborn? If he truly knew, it would actually be better than just being stubborn. At least it wouldn't be so infuriating."
He took two deep breaths, but couldn't hold it in any longer. He stood up suddenly, his face flushed with anger, his brow furrowed, and he shouted angrily, "I never want to meet that kind of person again! No matter how much I tell them, no matter what I say, they just act like I never said anything!"
Joshua quickly stood up and said apologetically, "Calm down, calm down! Let's not talk about him anymore!"
When Bai Tianming heard that no one mentioned it anymore, he snorted and forced himself to calm down.
Joshua sighed and muttered to himself, "I can't even make my friends happy, and I always say things that make people angry. I'm really terrible."
As he spoke, he lowered his head, his expression gradually becoming depressed, and his whole body was shrouded in a thick atmosphere of sadness, like a bird in a cage, as if he would burst into tears at the next moment, looking extremely sad.
Bai Tianming tilted his head and looked at him, then suddenly said calmly, "I have a way to make you no longer sad, but I don't know if you are willing."
Joshua blinked and looked up, not holding out hope, but forcing a smile. He looked even sadder than before, his voice weak: "Really? We can give it a try."
He agreed to this not because he thought that he would really be happy because of Bai Tianming's method, but because he hoped that Bai Tianming would not be as sad as him. After all, he knew that sadness was contagious, and he had no intention of torturing Bai Tianming.
Bai Tianming nodded vigorously: "Really."
The next moment, he took out a knife and stabbed it into Joshua's chest. The tip of the knife pierced his heart. Bai Tianming held the knife and could clearly feel his heart beating from the tip of the knife.
A faint blush appeared on that extremely pale face, and the pupils gradually dilated. There was a hint of excitement in the trance, as if the soul was about to rise into the sky. The corners of her lips curled up slightly, and she stared at Joshua who was so close to her. Her eyebrows slowly relaxed, and she took a deep breath at an extremely slow speed.
Blood gushed out from Joshua's chest, soaking his clothes and Bai Tianming's hand holding the knife. Blood dripped from his hand.
The blood was moist and sticky, as red as the juice of the marigold used for nail dye, as sweet as rose petals coated with sugar, and as fishy as the morning sea breeze, rushing straight to the top of his head.
Bai Tianming slowly loosened his grip on the knife handle and took a step back. He looked like he staggered, and his arm trembled slightly.
Joshua had not yet come to his senses. Seeing this situation, although he knew that he would be fine, he subconsciously reached out to help, but he lost his balance and fell towards Bai Tianming.
Bai Tianming was caught off guard and was pressed to the ground by him. The back of his head hit him with a bang. He suddenly felt dizzy and gasped.
Joshua apologized and tried to get up, but the movement of his body caused the knife in his heart to dig deeper into his flesh. He groaned in pain and fell down again in a trance.
Bai Tianming was hit by him for the second time, as if he was hit by two falling rocks in a short period of time. He couldn't make any sound for a while, his face became even paler, and cold sweat slowly appeared on his forehead. He was like a pure white plaster statue soaked in water, as if his soul had left his body, and even his eyebrows were frozen and motionless.
At the same time, Joshua's blood coated his body, dripping and soaking his clothes, like a red-hot iron leaving mottled burns on his skin.
Bai Tianming tugged at his clothes that were wet with blood. There was already a lot of blood on his hand, and a little more blood accidentally got on it. He looked at the blood and for some reason, he trembled again.
Joshua was dazed, looking at Bai Tianming's face so close to him. He was barely breathing and was very confused. He asked him, "Why did you stab me?"
Bai Tianming smiled at him and said, "You are not sad now."
"So," Joshua said, his eyes wide open, hesitant and unable to believe the answer he had guessed. His voice trembled involuntarily, "You are doing this to please me?"
Bai Tianming put his hand down, shook his head gently, and lay on the ground, gazing at the distant white clouds. His face was expressionless, and his tone was calm as he replied, "I did this to make you not sad."
Being happy and not being sad are not the same as high-quality products and qualified products.
Actually, as Joshua questioned, this is not the only reason.
Before he could finish his words, Joshua's eyes rolled back, he fainted, lost his strength, and fell on Bai Tianming's chest for the third time. Bai Tianming didn't know if he heard it or not.
The knife that had been stuck in was knocked a little deeper.
Joshua's consciousness sank deeper and deeper with the pain, unable to wake up.
Bai Tianming was hit by the handle of the knife. He lowered his head and started coughing. His voice was hoarse, his breathing was rapid, his eyes were red, sweat oozed from his forehead, his temples twitched, his brows were tightly frowned, and his face became paler and paler, as if he was the one stabbed by the knife.
Blood flowed out from between them, fell to the ground, and was quickly absorbed by the soil, leaving only a circle of blood red, like an old scar with a blood scab falling off.
The wind and sand blew past my eyes.
It was a sunny day. Bai Tianming was sitting in prison, playing Gobang with himself. Suddenly, someone came outside. He looked up and saw that it was Joshua.
Joshua walked over and stopped in front of his door. He looked at him through the door. He smiled at Joshua, as if it was the same as before, and asked casually, "What's the matter?"
Joshua was silent for a moment and then said, "I'll come and get you out."
"Why?" Bai Tianming tilted his head.
Joshua couldn't tell if he was asking knowingly or not, so he sneered, "There's new progress on the mutant plants, so I need you to go take a look."
Bai Tianming opened his eyes and seemed to be genuinely confused: "What's the point of me going to see it?"
Joshua felt that this was a bit sarcastic, so he snorted coldly and said with a sinister smile, "You should ask them about this. Anyway, I didn't ask you to go, so how would I know?"
"Alright, alright," Bai Tianming stood up, patted his clothes, and looked helpless, as if he was facing an unreasonable kindergarten child. "I'll go with you."
Joshua laughed very briefly from his chest, turned around and left without comment, walking in front to lead the way for Bai Tianming, who followed behind him, walking out slowly.
After passing through a long and gloomy corridor, they left the prison. Joshua took Bai Tianming to the laboratory, which was pure white. Many angels were already waiting there.
When they saw Bai Tianming coming, they rushed forward.
"How can we grow plants with zero mutation?"
"Excuse me, how can I grow plants with extremely high mutation levels?"
"We tried many times, but no matter what, the results were similar. We couldn't get a plant with zero mutation, nor could we get a plant with a mutation level of more than 200 percent."
"We've recently been researching plant creation, which involves using plants as a foundation to aid in the creation of new spirits through experimentation. We've made some progress, but it's not significant. We invited you here to ask if it's best to let the created spirits develop randomly, or if we can plan a rough range in advance, or if we can just determine the final form directly?"
They were talking so loudly, so anxiously and irritably that Bai Tianming felt like a hundred ducks were quacking beside him. He frowned and said to them, "Quiet down a bit."
The angels immediately quieted down and stared at him eagerly, like a group of fish crowded in the water waiting to be fed.
Bai Tianming found a chair and sat down, then said slowly, "If you want to achieve zero plant mutation, there are two ways. One is to create an environment with zero pollution for planting. The other is to extract all the pollution from the plant after the planting is successful, and then you can get a plant with zero mutation.
If you want to achieve an extremely high degree of mutation, there are two ways. One is to plant it in a fully open environment with the highest pollution level. The other is to directly input all the pollution from the surrounding environment into the plant after the planting is successful. The premise of both methods is to ensure the survival of the plant. If it cannot survive, there is no point in talking about it.
As for the spirit bodies created by plants, they develop randomly and are prone to accidents. It is best to determine a rough range. But if you have not yet started to create the first one, then be precise, draw a picture of its appearance first, and then consider other things.
This way it would be memorable without being too ugly.”
In short, he can break all laws with one force simply because he is strong enough. Others cannot do it. It is not a problem of the experiment, but simply because they lack the ability.
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