Disaster Strikes

the next day.

Chen Mo drank mushroom soup almost every hour. The delicious taste and ecstatic hallucination made him unable to stop.

As he was poisoned again and again, while his anti-toxic properties continued to improve, he also gained a certain degree of resistance to the toxicity of the Dusk Bacteria itself. The resistance became stronger and stronger, and he fell into a fairyland. The time was shortened from about an hour to about thirty minutes.

This made him guess.

If he keeps drinking it like this, one day in the future, he may be completely immune to the toxicity of the Dusk Bacteria King.

at the same time.

Tiantian, Yanying, and Apocalypse were outside the door of Chen Mo's alchemy cabin. They looked at Chen Mo, who had been in an abnormal state for more than a day. He was laughing in the room, dancing alone, and sometimes messing around on the ground. Fiddled with it, I couldn't help but feel anxious.

The three of them showed solemn expressions.

Xieying was the first to speak.

"Now it is basically confirmed that this mushroom is highly addictive and hallucinogenic. The captain may not be able to extricate himself."

Tiantian looked worried, with a look of resentment on her face.

"It must be the leader who deliberately framed Yin Xue. He is so abominable. It was in vain that the leader helped him!"

The uncle stamped out his cigar and blew out two pillars of smoke.

"Coercive measures must be taken."

Tiantian glanced at Chen Mo who was talking nonsense alone in the room, nodded in agreement, and then looked at Xiaobai and said: "Xiaobai, you will join me soon!"

"Ying ying."

Xiaobai raised his four tails to express his agreement.

After a while.

Chen Mo, who was chatting and laughing with two dark circles under his eyes, was suddenly held down by four rising figures. Stimulated by the strong external environment, he suddenly woke up from his ecstatic state.

"What are you doing?"

Chen Mo instinctively wanted to struggle, but he realized that he was tired and weak.

"Boss, we have no choice but to look at what you have become, woo hoo."

"Captain, it's absolutely not allowed to continue like this!"

Uncle Apocalypse said calmly: "If you want to blame me in the future, blame me. I will not allow you to continue like this."

After the excitement, there is deep fatigue.

Chen Mo felt his physical condition and gradually calmed down, no longer resisting the struggle.

"How long has it been?"

"You've been like this all day!"

"In other words, including the day before, I haven't rested for two days. No wonder I am so tired. Maybe my current situation is more tired than I feel. Hiss...Uncle, you hurt me. , lighter."

"No, I'm doing this for your own good."

Chen Mo looked helpless.

He could only explain: "Tiantian, please record it for me."

"ah?"

Although Tiantian was puzzled, she instinctively followed Chen Mo's request and took out a pen and paper.

"The dusk fungus can effectively eliminate white-quality and green-quality poisons, and can neutralize the properties of blue-quality poisons. The ecstasy hallucination it brings is highly addictive and can effectively relieve fatigue. , improves physical strength and imagination, but it will destroy rational judgment and weaken pain sensitivity. A person standing still in a closed space can effectively resist this illusion. Movement and logical thinking will stimulate toxicity, remember?”

"Remember it."

Tiantian was surprised and said: "Boss, are you really okay?"

"Of course it's fake!"

Chen Mo said helplessly: "But I did it on purpose. Hey...Uncle, it hurts, it hurts, it hurts. Please let go first."

After Xiuying, Uncle, and Xiaobai let go of Chen Mo with doubtful expressions, he finally let out a sigh of relief.

Then he shook his arm that was almost cramping.

Noticing that Xiaobai was pressing down on him just now, Chen Mo rolled his eyes.

"Are you going to rebel?"

"嘤嘤."

Xiaobai left the room aggrievedly.

"The reason why I do this is to satisfy the fatigue condition of fate probability. After falling into a deep fatigue state, the probability of quality upgrade will be increased, but staying up late is too painful, so I thought of this method."

Chen Mo briefly explained the following reasons.

Tiantian, Xieying, and Tianqi breathed a sigh of relief when they heard this.

The four people gathered around the cornucopia and looked at the dusk fungi in the cornucopia.

This Dusk Bacteria King Spore is about half a meter tall. It seems to contain strong, domineering, strange toxicity and detoxification properties, but it does not display magical properties.

Otherwise, it cannot be explained why it can neutralize blue or even purple poisons without having magical qualities.

"Captain, have you ever heard of the Germ Demon profession?"

"Germ Demon?"

Chen Mo looked at Xiying with a surprised look on his face and slowly shook his head.

He explained a little bit.

"The professional characteristic of the Bacteria Demon is that it can regenerate body organs after providing sufficient Qi and blood medicine. Its underlying principle is the individualization of cells. Each cell is responsible for nerve cells, muscle cells, epithelial cells, and blood cells. , connect all the characteristics of tissue cells, in other words, it is composed of countless individuals. "

The abilities of this profession sound somewhat similar to aberration witchcraft.

Tiantian and Tianqi are still confused.

Chen Mo suddenly thought of something, and his pupils suddenly shrank when he looked at the Dusk Bacteria King Spore.

"You mean, the weak magical properties I feel on this Dusk Fungus are not because of its true situation, but because its magic method is different from other substances. It is a whole composed of countless individuals. The magical properties I feel are just one of its cells?"

"You can understand it this way."

Ningying also looked at the Dusk Fungus King spore.

"So from the perspective of the Dusk Fungus King spore, it is not actually a mushroom, but a world composed of countless fungi. You can only perceive one cell of this world with the magical perception method of the Calamity."

A fungal world.

Ningying's explanation can be said to open Chen Mo's eyes.

The way he looked at the Dusk Fungus King spore also became completely different.

From this point of view.

Compared with other plants, in addition to the difference in its own properties, the biggest difference of this fungus is the visual observation.

Other plants are wood-attributed organisms that are essentially no different from themselves in the macroscopic world.

And this Dusk Fungus King is a wood-attributed fungal world composed of countless fungi!

"This is getting interesting."

Originally, he was still considering replacing this Dusk Fungus with another wood-attributed plant if it was not suitable for him, but after Ningying's explanation, he vaguely felt the fun, practicality, and development potential of this fungus.

Fate being what it was, he did not plan to change it again.

Next words.

As long as he learned and mastered a related profession of wood attribute, and matched it with this Dusk Fungus King, he could gather the power of the five elements and formally practice "Five Elements Return to the Ruins".

After Tiantian, Ningying, and the Revelation left, Chen Mo immediately began to randomly calculate the probability attribute of fate.

After about half a day, he finally randomly calculated the probability attribute of fate.

At this moment, Chen Mo, without the hallucination paralysis of the Dusk Fungus, felt tired like a tide.

He was really too tired.

He did not know how long he could hold on.

So he asked Xiaobai to guard the door to prevent him from any accidents.

Fortunately, the poison of the Dawn Fungus still remained, so he was not overwhelmed by the overwhelming fatigue.

He placed 1000 grams of silver essence, the jade fragments of the wishing pot, and the dazzling powder in front of him.

Rubbing his eyes, Chen Mo evaluated his condition.

"Don't talk about three opportunities to refine the weapon. This is not realistic at all. Even two is not realistic. There is only one chance. With my current state, it is already the limit to support one refining. So... I'd better refine the shield magic weapon."

Thinking of this.

Chen Mo divided the 1000 grams of silver essence in front of him into two parts, and poured one of them into the prepared furnace, fused it with the refined steel inside, and gave it basic magic properties.

In this process, he needs to carefully control the temperature, which is his strong point.

The fireball with the nature of the molten gold fire continued to burn. After more than half a day, Chen Mo took a deep breath and began to shape it.

The shaping process was very smooth.

Chen Mo's tired face finally showed a smile.

He forced his eyes to close at any time, picked up the tweezers, and inlaid some jade fragments cut from the wishing pot into the edge of the mini shield to form a gem outer ring.

This process requires him to maintain symmetry and beauty, carefully observe the color of the gems, and use the intuition of an alchemist to find the magic veins of the equipment to ensure that these gems can play a magical blessing effect, rather than just decorations.

This is Chen Mo's weakness.

But I don't know if it was because of Hun Xiaojun's illusion, or because he was too tired and too lazy to waste time, this time the inlay process was unusually smooth.

He never had a situation of dragging his feet and hesitating, and it was almost done in one go.

"Next is etching runes."

"How is it, can you hold on?"

The uncle outside the door brought a large plate of meat, put it next to Xiaobai, and asked Chen Mo with concern.

Chen Mo responded: "I don't know either. How about you stay here to protect me? If I can't hold on, you can hit me."

Snap!

Chen Mo raised his head, widened his eyes, and looked at the uncle.

"What are you doing?"

"Is this strength okay?"

Chen Mo looked at the uncle with a suspicious face.

"Uh, yes."

"Well, that's fine."

Chen Mo took a deep breath and forced himself to cheer up. While picking up the etching knife, he observed the structure and appearance of this magic weapon, the magic veins, and the full defects, thinking about how to maximize its basic performance, and began to carve it seriously.

I don't know how long it took.

The uncle woke him up several times in the middle.

Chen Mo felt that the uncle was about to be annoyed to death, but he also knew that the uncle was acting according to his own requirements for his own good.

In the painful torment, he finally etched the last stroke.

"Success or failure, this is it!"

At this moment, Chen Mo had long gone from his former passionate admiration to deep disgust. He just wanted to have a good sleep.