Hollow Knight: Hallownest

In the Teachers' Archives.

Monomon stood three steps away from the experimental table, and used his tentacles to remotely operate the three test tubes on the table, mixing them in a certain proportion and shaking them.

The three test tubes contained different liquids. One was golden yellow, one was light green, and one was black. The only thing they had in common was the horrific cost of contact.

He started to lose his mind and dissolved countless corpses.

Seeing that all the liquid in the three test tubes had been confined to one tube, Monomon held his breath, stepped back a little, and hid behind a specially built protective device.

Her eyes were fixed on the liquids that were constantly mixing and merging. After a few breaths, she saw the dark brown liquid formed by the fusion of the three liquids steaming like boiling water. The increasingly violent vibrations and burning sensations coming from her tentacles forced her to throw the test tube into the pool.

boom--! ! !

A huge muffled sound echoed in the laboratory, water droplets splashed, and looking back at the pool, all that was left was a shallow pool.

"Why is the reaction getting more intense? This shouldn't be the case..."

Monomon picked up a booklet and frowned as she flipped through the data on it. All in all, there were more than a thousand items in total. When she turned to the latest blank page, she picked up a pen and began to write.

[Experiment No. 2731]

[Dream Liquid Concentration: 32.7%]

[Acid concentration: 47.6%]

[Void matter concentration: 19.7%]

[Experimental results: Failure, explosion severity increased]

After closing the book and briefly cleaning the lab, she stood in front of the lab bench again, sighing as she looked at the two empty cans with not much left on them.

"The dream liquid experiment started early, and there is not much left now. Although the void matter is in good condition, its power is too violent and cannot be balanced with the acid at all. If we continue like this, the experiment will not produce any results."

Monomon had been in a very irritable mood recently, looking haggard, and his steps were hurried and uneasy, completely unlike the calm teacher of Holy Nest before the riot.

Throughout her life, she has hardly encountered any major difficulties on the road of truth-seeking experiments. As long as she is curious and does not touch on something illusory, she can always explore it through massive knowledge storage and skilled experimental operations. The unity of knowledge and action allows her to walk on this road very smoothly.

She has conducted experiments on hundreds of types of materials, found patterns hidden in tens of thousands of data, and completed unimaginable experiments under extremely high difficulty. Even though the process was a bit difficult, she enjoyed it.

But now, just the three liquids in front of her made her a little crazy, and she was no longer as rational as before.

Two thousand seven hundred and thirty-one experiments, two thousand seven hundred and thirty-one combinations.

She knew that this amount of data might be too scarce and pale for a truly rigorous experiment, but she hoped to see the forest for the trees.

Two thousand seven hundred and thirty-one times, there were almost no experiments that were repeated for more than five times in a row that contained obvious patterns. Either there was complete silence or there was a loud explosion. The imagined scene of checks and balances and energy collision and harmony never appeared once, and I didn't even catch the slightest sign.

These three tubes of liquid were like three hearts that made her confused. She couldn't tell the difference between sunshine, cold or warm, happiness, anger, sorrow or joy.

She felt that this experiment was making fun of her all the time, fiddling with the experimental perspective that she had already established in her heart.

"You can't do it, so give up. The only thing we have in common is death, and you want to use us to create life?"

"Stop dreaming!"

Monomon clenched his palms, took a deep breath, regrouped and stood in front of the laboratory table. He took out two tubes of liquid from the large jar again, and took out a tube of acid from the side, and used his tentacles to write new ink on the booklet.

[Experiment No. 2732]

She couldn't give up, she could feel that she didn't have much time left, she had to speed up and try to crack the mystery of the dream, or at least find a way to eliminate its influence.

If possible, she also wanted to see little Quiruo.

The two tentacles tilted carefully, first introducing the acid into the test tube of dream liquid, and after shaking it a few times, introduced the void matter into it.

With the last step, Monomon stepped back, regaining her previous caution. Her eyes were focused on the black liquid that was about to drip, and she couldn't help holding her breath again.

The black liquid dripped slowly.

beep-

The sudden knock on the door startled Monomon, and he almost spilled the liquid in his hand.

"Please wait outside the door for a moment!"

She was in a critical moment and didn't want to be distracted by other things, but she would soon be free.

The result this time was the same as before, the test tube exploded again, but on a smaller scale.

Monomon was a little disappointed. After cleaning up the stain on the floor, he turned around and opened the door.

"Your Majesty? Why are you here?"

Seeing a person in white outside the door, Monomon was stunned for a moment, and hurriedly welcomed the White King in.

"Didn't we just finish suppressing dreams a while ago? Why did it start again?"

"You can't keep working so hard on your body. Something will go wrong."

The White King walked inside while giving instructions. Monomon lowered his head in silence after hearing this. After a long while, he murmured a sentence:

"Don't worry, Your Majesty. I won't let myself affect the progress of the seal."

"..."

King Bai did not respond to this. He knew that it would be wrong to bring up this topic again at this time, so he simply stopped talking about it.

When he stepped into the laboratory and took in everything there, he turned around and asked about related matters.

"How is the experiment going?"

Monomon shook his head, his eyes dim.

When King Bai saw this, he naturally understood what he meant and didn't say much.

As early as when Monomon pushed the treatment of the dream plague to the later stage, she came to him and asked for a lot of void matter, saying that she wanted to use it for experiments to see if she could open up a way to avoid sacrifice and eliminate the dream plague.

He didn't refuse at the time.

In other words, for the Dreamer, he will agree to anything as long as it is not too excessive.

But if you ask about his attitude, the White King naturally doesn't think Monomon can succeed.

Whether it is dream liquid or void matter, they are all products of the ancient gods, products of gods.

Now Monomon wants to use mundane means to resist the divinity contained therein, which is naturally impossible. Even if it is possible, it cannot be opened up in such a short time.

"Teacher, there are some things you should understand, just like this experiment in front of you..."

“It’s beyond your capabilities.”

Monomon clenched his fists, his eyes full of unwillingness, but then he loosened them powerlessly.

"I've failed, haven't I?"

"Not yet, but you're going in the wrong direction."

The White King shook his head, and within a few steps his figure gradually disappeared.

"For this experiment to eliminate dreams, the raw materials should not be those three tubes of liquid."