Bone Sculptor

An Yi harvested a lot in one night, with a bag on her back and two bags in her hand, and briskly returned to her nest. There were still a lot of bones, but I couldn't hold it anymore, so I had to give up painfully.

She felt that she had to find a more convenient way to store things, otherwise it would not only be inefficient, but also very inconvenient.

An Yi sits on the ground, picks out a piece of bone, skillfully removes impurities, compresses the volume, and increases the hardness. Then he picks up the carving knife, concentrates on carving, and each knife is attached with spiritual power. After a while, a bone sculpture engraved with the word "Cun" took shape on her hand.

An Yi sensed and determined that the carving was successful, so he held it and pointed it at a stone on the ground. As a ray of light flashed, the stone disappeared instantly.

It's a success!

The spiritual fire in An Yi's eyes throbbed happily, and once again used the word "save" against a larger stone, and the stone was still successfully included in the bone sculpture. She didn't expect it to be so simple, she felt that she was really a genius! An Yi had a good time and collected all the bones he picked up at night into the preserved bone carvings. With the word-storing tactic, she no longer has to worry about loading problems in the future! Although the space of this bone sculpture is only about 10 cubic meters, the size of the space must be related to the production materials and spiritual power level, and it can be expanded in the future.

However, the imagination is beautiful, and the reality is cruel. An Yi soon became unhappy because she couldn't take out the things she took out! The so-called "save" word tactics, as the name suggests, can only be saved, not taken!

An Yi turned the bone sculpture in his hand upside down and pondered for a long time, knocking on the wall, soaking in water, and throwing it in the air for a few more times. After finally confirming that nothing could be taken out, he reluctantly gave up.

I used my spiritual energy to sense the items in the bone sculpture, and they were all piled up in the space, but they couldn't be taken out.

An Yi thought to himself, is it necessary to cooperate with "getting" the word tactics? Thinking of this, she took out a bone from the previous inventory and began to carve the word "take".

After the carving was completed, An Yi used the word "take" against the bone carving with the word "cun". As a result... only hearing a bang, the two bone carvings of "cun" and "take" exploded at the same time, and they were broken into powder and paste. An Yi had a face.

An Yi gazed at the ashes on the ground, holding two calf bones, silently reviewing her mistakes.

Suddenly, she stood up awkwardly. Nima, the bones she collected all night are in the bone carvings! Why is the bone carving broken and the thing missing? Soul light, spit it out to her!

An Yi went around the hole in vain and kicked the ashes on the ground angrily. I can only blame myself for being too awkward just now, for putting everything in before finishing the experiment. It's fine now, and I'll be busy all night for nothing.

Where did it go wrong? An Yi lay on her back, thinking carefully about the feasibility of access.

First, there must be a channel between deposit and retrieval, and second, there must be a special passcode. The password can be used as the key to open the space and also the key to connecting the channel.

But after a while, An Yi suddenly turned over and sat up, picked up a spiritual bone, and drew a few fine strokes on it with his fingers, and finally had a complete idea. She intends to try to carve two related characters and use her spiritual power as the key to construct a spatial channel.

An Yi couldn't wait, and directly used the spirit bones for the experiment. This is the first time that she has carved two characters on the same bone, or two characters with opposite meanings. The most important step is the complete division.

Flashing flexibly, An Yi's spirit is highly concentrated, and every structure and every change of the spiritual bone is in her grasp.

The slender finger bones, wielding a bone knife, portrayed flexibly.

In the dim cave, I saw a white bone sitting cross-legged, his body exuding a faint white light, like a quiet sculpture.

Finish!

An Yi put down the carving knife, spread out his palm, and two small bone rings lay quietly in his palm. One is engraved with "Save" and the other is engraved with "Take".

An Yi puts the two rings on the ring fingers of his left and right hands respectively, the left is "deposit" and the right is "take".

The word storage space is about 50 cubic meters, and the soul breath of An Yi is engraved in the word storage space, which is the key to open the word storage space. There is no need to test this time, and An Yi also knows that she succeeded.

But just in case, Anyi did a few experiments with some gravel. After the access was correct, the spiritual bone materials and finished bone sculptures in the cave were put into the storage space.

After finishing the collection, she realized another problem, that is, there is no hierarchy and classification in the space, and everything is stacked together. Although she can accurately find the target with induction, it is because there are not many things stored in it. When there are more and more bone carvings and more and more types, it will be more troublesome for her to search.

I don't know if Popper's knowledge classification method can be integrated into the word space... Well, this can be regarded as one of the future research topics.

An Yi got up and moved his hands and feet, put on a full-armor uniform, and got out of the cave underwater.

During the day, An also chooses to pretend, after all, he still has to pay attention to the impact. It would be bad if he accidentally scared others.

An Yi didn't know that it took two full days for her to carve this time. When she left the cave, Milos and his party also arrived at Base 3.

At the same time, An also received a message from Want Want.

How is this going?

Through Wangwang’s eyes, An Yi saw that there were cyan light spots floating everywhere in the base, and countless messy and familiar voices passed into her consciousness—I am a dangerous virus and a good fungus, and I am dangerous to death. Virus is good fungus...

From "I am a good fungus" to "I am a virus, a good fungus", and now "I am a dangerous virus, a good fungus"?

Obviously, good fungi have evolved again, and they have added the definition of "dangerous" to themselves. This sense of autonomy should be learned from humans. But what the **** is ‘’Dangerous to death’?

They could only survive in the air for tens of seconds before, but now it seems that their survival time has been greatly extended.

The base was under total martial law, and it became empty and lonely, completely devoid of the popularity of the past, and a breath of panic and uneasiness permeated the base.

"Major General Milos, you are finally back." Rachel gave him a military salute, his tired face regained a bit of energy.

"What's the matter?" Milos frowned.

Rachel replied: "On the second day after you left, an infected person also appeared outside the quarantine area. Although Dr. Allan has taken corresponding measures in the shortest time, the fungus has spread."

"How far has it spread?"

"At present, more than 23,000 people have been infected."

The entire No. 3 base is only 70,000 people, but more than 20,000 people have been infected? Milos had a solemn expression and strode towards the General Affairs Center.

Rachel hurriedly followed: "Major General Milos, there is one more thing."

"Say."

"The mayor of Valenol has reported the matter to the consular alliance and asks you to be responsible for it."

Milos paused and turned to look at Rachel: "This is Valenol's attitude?"

Rachel lowered his head, not daring to look at him.

Omo standing behind Milos glared at Rachel angrily. In order to collect the dormant fungus, they worked hard in the wild. Some people didn't do anything but just shirk their responsibilities!

Milos stopped looking at Rachel, turned around and prepared to enter the General Affairs Center.

Rachel stopped him: "Major General Milos, the mayor is not in the general affairs center."

"Then where is he?"

Rachel smiled bitterly: "In a coma."

Milos: "..."

Finally, Milos detoured to Ailan's laboratory. Wangwang, the skeleton mouse in his pocket, quietly poked out his head, his eyes gleaming with pale blue light, and he looked around curiously.

They walked through the "high song" of "I am a deadly dangerous virus and good fungus" and came to Ailan's laboratory.

Ailan had long received news that Milos had returned to the city, and it was not surprising to see him.

She reported the situation to Milos in the past few days.

"Unfortunately, the dormant fungus has begun to evolve. Its evolution is mainly in two aspects, one is the increase in survival time, and the other is the increase in the incubation period. The fungus originally survived in the air for only 30 seconds, but now it can survive at least three hours. Originally the infected person would be unconscious within one or two hours, but now the onset time has been delayed by at least 24 hours. This means that we can no longer control the spread of the fungus in time. Twenty-four hours is enough. People in the entire base are infected all over the place."

"Did anyone die from a fungal infection?"

"No." Ailan replied, "This is the only thing to be thankful for at the moment. Although the dormant fungus relies on the human body to reproduce, it has not caused other diseases. In addition to absorbing the human body's nutrients, there will be spots on the skin."

Milos thought for a moment and said, "This time we only brought back 15'dormant' plants, some of them were used to treat researchers, and some were kept for experiments. I hope you can develop an antidote in a short time. The specific candidates are up to you. , As long as it is helpful for research, regardless of level."

Ailan nodded. Then he thought of something, and said: "By the way, Major General Milos, there is one more thing. Before the district governor Valenol went into a coma, he asked him to post the task of collecting dormant fungi on the Internet. This matter has been made public. "

Milos's skate-like eyes immediately shot to Rachel, who said coldly: "Is Valenol an idiot? As his secretary, you don't know how to dissuade him?"

Rachel shrank his neck, how dare he dissuade him? Will you be sprayed out every minute?

Milos snorted coldly and turned around to leave the laboratory.

Rachel whispered: "Major General Milos, have you forgotten something?"

Milos looked back at him, there was no mood swing in his golden pupils, and he waited silently for his next words.

Rachel pursed his lips and asked courageously: "Should we not rescue Governor Valenol first?"

Milos raised the corners of his mouth and fluttered a sentence: "Let him faint first", and then strode away.

Rachel looked at his back with a twitching expression. Major General, are you really okay? He is the mayor, and the rank seems to be higher than you...