Mystery: emerging from the wilderness of knowledge

Klein's voice echoed in Renekton's ears somewhat erratically:

"I went to see Will Asceptin. He knows information about the 'Ghost Empire' and needs to exchange it for a method that can restore a certain amount of strength during a period of weakness."

"This is very simple for you. A spell that borrows power from history only requires the consumption of a 'spirit worm'."

Renekton gave a simple explanation. While speaking, he raised his left hand, and dots of light blue starlight appeared out of thin air, swimming quickly, outlining a three-dimensional, strange rune.

Even when he stared at the symbol through the gray fog, Klein felt dizzy. It seemed that a large amount of information that exceeded his upper limit and cognition was flooding into his mind, but it was difficult to formulate it because he could not understand it.

Klein put one hand on the table and pressed the other to his temple, forcing himself to memorize the complete symbols.

I only need to remember it once. Even if I forget it, I can quickly retrieve it through divination above this gray fog.

After forcibly memorizing the mysterious symbol Renekton showed, Klein let out a long sigh. He felt that the memory just now was starting to blur, but he didn't care. Then he asked:

"How should I engrave this strange symbol on the charm?"

Renekton's voice echoed above the gray mist through the crimson stars:

"The carving of high-level spells can only be done bit by bit through mental power, so once the spell is beyond its own sequence, it will become very difficult."

"This technique of borrowing power from history belongs to your next sequence, 'Ancient Scholar'. It shouldn't be too difficult for you to inscribe this kind of rune."

Isn't this too difficult? It was difficult for me to remember the complete symbols, so I whispered in my heart. Klein ended this simple exchange, and then left above the gray mist, preparing to try to make a spell.

Renekton accompanied Bugs Bunny in the forest for a long time, allowing him to master the information contained in common ordinary animals, plants, and even some extraordinary creatures.

Until he was exhausted, Bugs Bunny lay at Renekton's feet, recalling the extra information in his mind, and whispered:

"The Beaumont hare has rough fur, strong bite and jumping abilities, and tight hind legs, suitable for stewing or roasting. The black macaw, the smartest bird, has a high talent for learning and imitation, and is relatively young. Some black macaws can even make their own tools when they grow up, and they are one of the potion ingredients for the knowledgeable."

After a moment, it suddenly said doubtfully:

"Boss, the information in my head doesn't seem right. I feel like I can easily dissect the animals and plants in the forest and make a delicious meal."

"Solving the food problem is the biggest need in the Southern Continent, and it is also the best way to digest magic potions."

Renekton explained simply. His inspiration was suddenly touched. He raised his hand to catch the light yellow paper thrown by the book messenger from the spirit world, shook the letter and unfolded it in front of him:

This is Frank's letter, and since his arm was injured by those mushrooms, I had to write it for him.

Recently, he has made great progress in his research. According to his description, the mushroom that can survive in the dark and feed on the flesh and blood of monsters is close to success. He would like to invite you to the "Future" to see if those mushrooms can survive in the dark. Mushrooms are satisfied.

As the captain of the "Future", I also hope you can come on board, otherwise this place will become a mushroom paradise. Frank doesn't know what materials were used. Those mushrooms are simply crazy. They pounce on people when they see them.

I can't protect Frank's experimental results and only clean up those mutated mushrooms. No, in our eyes, those mushrooms are all abnormal. In short, I hope you can come to the "Future" as soon as possible to bring Frank and His mushrooms were taken off the ship for a while.

Renekton let out a long breath and looked forward with deep eyes, as if he could see the scene where the "Future" staying at sea was captured by Frank's mushrooms.

After pausing for two seconds, he threw the letter back to the spirit world, then looked down at Bugs Bunny at his feet. He was a little hesitant to take Bugs Bunny to the "Future". He was a little worried that his rabbit would get some unnecessary help from Frank. Inspire.

After all, the thinking of rabbits is different from that of humans. If there is Frank Lee on the sea and Frank Rabbit on land in the future, it will be troublesome.

Sighing in his heart, Renekton lowered his eyes and said:

"I'm going to take a trip to the Future, you."

Before he finished speaking, Bugs Bunny jumped up from the ground, put his hands on his hips, and said as expected:

"Shall we go find Frank? Yes, he is already a 'druid' and must know how to digest the 'biologist's' potion."

Seeing Bugs Bunny's high spirits, Renekton swallowed back his words of sending him back to the Pass River Valley, put his hand on its head, helped him transform into an information creature form, and surged away in the direction of the Sunian Sea. .

On the "Future", light green smoke filled the air. If you look carefully, the smoke is still slowly squirming, as if it is composed of many living microorganisms.

On the deck, the sides of the ship, in the gaps in the cabin, and on the sails raised high, mushrooms of all sizes were beating like beating hearts.

Navigator Ottolov and Boatswain Nina organized the crew to spray chemicals everywhere in the cabin's restaurant to suppress the crazy growth of mushrooms on the ship.

Throwing down the spray bottle that had used up the medicine in her hand, Nina found a chair that was relatively clean and sat down. She glared at Frank, who was working hard to solve the problem of mushroom flooding, and cursed a few words in a low voice:

"Damn, you sons of bitches, I never want to see a mushroom again in my life."

After saying that, she felt that she was not relieved enough, so she walked up to Frank in a few steps, kicked him on the back, and kicked Frank into the pile of mushrooms in the corner.

Thin white thread-like mycelium quickly erupted from the surrounding mushrooms, wrapping Frank in layers and burying him in the pile of mushrooms.

"Well"

Frank wanted to open his mouth to shout something, but as soon as he opened his mouth, it was blocked by white mycelium, making him only make a whining sound.

After struggling for a few times, his body began to swell, and his short brown hair squeezed through his clothes, and he instantly transformed into a giant bear as tall as two people.

The surrounding mushrooms stirred up rapidly, conveying excitement, and the white mycelium spurted out like it was free, drowning the brown bear that Frank transformed into.

Some of the hyphae were dyed with a silvery metallic luster and became extremely sharp, bit by bit wearing out the brown bear's surface skin, leaching out bright red blood. Some of the hyphae became soft, tough, and extremely purposeful. Explore the body of a brown bear.

Those hyphae were surprisingly tough, and no matter how hard the giant bear pulled, they were still unable to completely break free. Instead, they gradually became numb and weak under the influence of toxins.

Cattleya raised the glasses on the bridge of her nose and looked at the mushrooms carefully. Such a degree of mutation could not be achieved by a simple experimental object going out of control. What questionable materials did Frank use when cultivating these mushrooms? ? Or is there something wrong with this sea area itself?

On the other side of the restaurant, Navigator Ottolov expressed her feelings at this time:

"Oh my god, these mushrooms have evolved again. What kind of monster did Frank create? Is this human food or are humans their food?"

"Hmm. Hmm~~"

The movements of the giant bear struggling fiercely among mycelium and mushrooms gradually slowed down, and the tone of its whimpers gradually changed, becoming low and patient, both painful and joyful.

The crew members on the ship who saw this scene subconsciously took a step back, as if they had recalled some very bad memories.

"Captain?" Heath Doyle, who had pale skin and a sense of transparency, looked at Cattleya hesitantly.

Cattleya sighed softly and said with a somewhat helpless expression: "These mushrooms have gradually adapted to my magic and can greatly resist the effects of deep sleep."

Nina then came closer and answered:

"Then leave him alone. Besides being disgusting, these mushrooms are not directly fatal. At most, they will produce a bunch of small mushrooms with a bunch of mushrooms. You have to experience the disgusting things he made by himself."

"If he hadn't thrown mushrooms everywhere, how could these damn things have grown all over the ship so quickly? The Future was almost occupied by mushrooms."

After a pause, she looked at Cattleya with some worry, leaned into her ear and whispered:

"Captain, can you really not clean up these mushrooms?"

Cattleya slowly shook her head:

"It is very difficult to do so without damaging the Future. These mushrooms have been deeply rooted in the ship and have almost integrated with the entire ship."

"These mushrooms have been contaminated with extremely high levels of pollution and are difficult to completely remove. In addition, they reproduce too fast and are almost integrated with the Future."

"Shit, it's all Frank's fault." Nina glanced at the brown bear that had been submerged in mushrooms, and cursed with some gritted teeth.

She felt nauseous when she thought that when she woke up from her nap, all she saw were mushrooms, some on her chest, some on her thighs, and even on her mouth and thighs, which secreted a white milk-like liquid.

Cattleya glanced in Frank's direction without words. She still couldn't figure out how these mushrooms avoided her perception and covered the entire "Future".

According to the time I wrote the letter, Al should be arriving soon. I hope he can find a way to deal with these mushrooms, otherwise he will have to remove them forcibly, which will inevitably damage the "Future".

As her thoughts floated, her inspiration was suddenly touched. She turned her head to look in the direction of the deck, and a deep lilac flashed in her eyes.

On the deck of the "Future", a "light" that could not be seen by most extraordinary people emerged out of thin air, and streams of complex information quickly gathered to reconstruct the bodies of Renekton and Bugs Bunny.