Chapter 247 Lani’s Trouble

Author: Crowtopia

Chapter 247 Lani’s Trouble

"As long as I can get to that place, as long as I can get to that place..."

Leader Du Juan, with a bloody head and a big sword in his hand, ran wildly outside the academy.

As the leader of Dujuan, he knows how to observe words and emotions and judge the situation.

When Burke showed off his power, he felt something was wrong. The moment Latarn appeared, he immediately ran away calmly.

What makes Leader Cuckoo happy and annoyed is that no one really cares about him. Everyone's attention is attracted by Latan, Black Knife, and the suspected resurrected Full Moon Queen.

"You underestimate me, wait until I go back and make a comeback..."

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Yatan Plateau.

The nameless caravan had stopped at this time, and the employees were all camping and resting.

At the end of the motorcade, a giant ball of intertwined insects stopped next to a coffin.

On the roof of the coffin, a handsome magician was cutting the skull of an insect, muttering something in his mouth.

Se Lian has returned to the caravan with the nameless puppet and is experimenting endlessly.

Se Lian separated the insect's brain and cut open the insect's back, revealing its bloody spine.

Every time Se Lian touches the insect's brain or spine with a pyroxene knife, it will cause the insect to twitch, scream, or emit worm threads uncontrollably.

The screams of the bugs were endless, and blood was sprayed from time to time. All employees stayed away from Se Lian, feeling that this magician who devoted himself to studying bugs was a bit scary.

Wuming was not afraid of Se Lian. He jumped on the coffin and handed Se Lian a piece of cotton cloth to wipe the blood on her face.

"How's the research going?" Wuming asked.

"Very good, very promising." Se Lian looked at the various tissues in the insect's head with concentration and excitement.

The secret of the birth of the Full Moon Queen, Greg's limb grafting technology, the wisdom in the stone, the brain of the insect swarm... all kinds of knowledge bloomed and connected with each other in Se Lian's mind, and her inspiration was almost endless.

Se Lian had not experienced the feeling of being so obsessed with research for a long time, and she was so excited that she almost didn't want to talk to Wu Ming.

"Remember to eat, otherwise your body won't be able to hold on," Wuming said.

"Sorry." Se Lian didn't want to eat.

Wuming pulled out a piece of worm thread from the worm thread ball next to the coffin, threw it towards the bonfire not far away, fished out a pig leg, tore off the meat, and put it into his mouth.

Se Lian still opened his mouth, chewing the meat while opening the insect's head.

"Are you planning to use the insect swarm to simulate the wisdom in the stone?" Wuming guessed.

"Insects? How can such a weak body carry such powerful wisdom?" Se Lian dismissed it, "It's just through their brains and the way they connect with each other that they can find a way to dig out the wisdom in the stone."

"Are these bugs enough? Do I need to get you some more bugs?" Wuming asked.1

"No, these are enough." Se Lian said, "Insects are just a material that is easy to study. By understanding their brains, we can compare them with the thoughts in the crystallization."

Se Lian said: "As long as the crystallized structures can be connected to each other, just like the connection between swarms of insects, we can make the stone intelligent - extremely intelligent."

"That's right." Wuming nodded, "As long as you have something to do."

"There are also some by-products." Se Lian showed Wu Ming, took a pyroxene knife, and pricked a part of the insect's spine. The organ on the insect's spine that secretes silk immediately squeezed out a pool of white liquid, which quickly solidified.

Se Lian showed an evil and gloomy smile: "You said these bugs won't cooperate with you? Using this method, you can force them to produce worm silk."

"I knew magicians were of great use." Wu Ming gave Se Lian his thumb and left the pig leg to Se Lian, "Remember to eat after you're done."

Wuming jumped off the coffin, let the motorcade continue to move, and told Patch about Se Lian's method of forcibly extracting worm silk.

"Not bad." Patch nodded and looked at the enthusiastic Se Lian on the coffin, "It seems she is in good condition."

"It's good to have something to do." Wuming said happily, "I saw how depressed she looked on the way here, and I thought she was going to die in the next second."

"You are really good at observing people's emotions." Patch looked sideways.

"After all, in the past, as long as I was doing nothing, I would be close to death." Wuming said, "I must pay more attention to the emotions of my employees and let them work happily and labor happily."

"How to be happy?" Patch smiled, "To realize your own value?"

Wuming thought: "Se Lian's research seems to show that people can have different feelings by controlling their brains. Maybe we can let employees stimulate their brains while they work. As long as they work, they will be happy."

"You really know how to think of a solution." Patch looked sideways.

"A prize, a prize, a prize."

"Did you ask the Kaliya royal family what happened?"

"The Queen of the Full Moon asked me to ask." Wuming found a compass from the bag and said, "After asking, Latarn should inform me."

Just as he was talking, the compass lit up, and Kaliya's magical long-distance communication magic array projected light, casting Latarn's tall figure at the feet of the unknown Patch.

"Oh, it's coming, it's coming." Wuming immediately squatted down and looked at Latarn as level as possible, "How's it going? Have you informed Lani? Are you coming over? Serian can't leave now. Or can you cancel the fate remotely?

The power of death, that’s better.”

Latarn was a little serious, and he answered after a while:

"Things are a little complicated."

"Complicated?" Wuming didn't understand, "What's so complicated about this?"

"Where is your caravan now? I'll tell you when it arrives."

"We're almost at Windmill Village."

"Okay." Latane said and cut off the communication.

Wuming and Pachi looked at each other.

"Is he going to come here in person?" Wuming asked, "What is it that deserves him to mobilize so many troops?"

"It's probably about the Moon Princess," Patch guessed.

"Is it possible that Lani is unhappy with me and Se Lian and refuses treatment? No way." Wuming said.

"Looking at the bright side, maybe she's dead," Patch said.

Wuming nodded in agreement: "This way she can avoid the bad reputation of refusing to help others."

Just as he was talking, the caravan stopped.

A group of glamorous old ladies holding sickles and forks stood in front of the windmill village. Behind the old ladies, the Godskin Apostles held strange-shaped double-headed knives and silently watched the caravan approaching.

"Are these flowers here to welcome us?" Wuming ordered the caravan to stop and stepped between the two waves of people.

The old ladies separated, and the Divine Skin Apostle walked out.

The Divine Skin Apostle looked down at Wuming, his eyes hidden in the shadows. Only the Divine Skin on his head looked at Wuming with a pair of eyes.

"You're really here," said the Divine Skin Apostle.

"You have decided to buy it. Of course I can't neglect it - no, I will deliver it to you personally." Her ring finger pointed at the continuous motorcade behind and the sea of ​​flowers on the carriage.

Wuming smiled and stretched out his hands to the divine skin apostle:

"Then ten million runes?"

The Godskin Apostle stared at Wuming with sinister eyes and clapped his hands.

Many well-armed and tough warriors immediately emerged from several places in Windmill Village.

The soldiers had different costumes and weapons, and they did not look like regular troops. It was not clear where the Godskin Apostles collected them from.

The Divine Skin Apostle snorted coldly:

"Have you forgotten how we reached the deal?"

"We shook hands and made peace, and the deal was reached very amicably." Wuming said, "You also agreed."

"The Overlord Clause is not allowed by law!" The Divine Skin Apostle pointed condescendingly at Wuming.

"Does this count as the overlord clause?" Wuming looked at Patch.

Patch did not answer Wuming directly, but just said:

"The terms require a strong third party to maintain order. For this group of people, the golden tree does not count as order."

"Who said the golden tree is not orderly?!" Menggert jumped out when he heard this.

"In short, we will not bow to power." The Divine Skin Apostle waved his hand.

On the hillside, several huge siege trebuchets were erected and aimed at the caravan.

The old ladies with wreaths also looked at Wuming fiercely:

"How many of our houses did you demolish last time? Do you know how long it took us to repair them?"

The Godskin Apostle solemnly announced:

“We are bound to rebel against God with blasphemy—”
To be continued...