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Chapter 677 ‘Green Devil’ and Choice

Klein shook his head.

I must have been too tired these past two days and had hallucinations that I shouldn't have.

Taking a deep breath, he opened the bag again.

With a swish, a emerald-green head poked out, blinking its big curious eyes, with a hint of joy on its ugly little face: "Dad!"

Klein: cardiac arrest.jpg

No, what the hell is this?

After pondering for a few seconds, he finally couldn't escape the fact before him and put the small thing out of the bag with a subtle expression.

Only then did Klein see the full picture of the strange creature in the bag: it was half the size of an arm, its head was in exaggerated proportions, its entire body was green like a plant, and strangely, there were wriggling buds extending out from many joints.

All in all, he is a veritable ‘vegetative’ person.

"Hey, what is Frank Lee doing again?" A smiling furry man flashed in his mind, and Klein couldn't help but feel a little helpless towards the mad scientist.

I know you mean well and can't wait to share your latest results.

But this thing...

"Daddy, daddy." Plant babies seem to have only a simple mind. Just like small animals such as chickens and ducks, they will regard the first person they see when they open their eyes as their parents.

It stumbled over and hugged Klein's calf.

Klein's heartbeat suddenly slowed down a beat.

Look down.

Um.

Don't say it.

Although it looks ugly at first glance, it makes people feel physically uncomfortable.

But seeing too much...

"It's still as ugly." Klein twitched the corners of his mouth and retreated calmly.

Unexpectedly, the plant baby actually cried with tears in his eyes.

Fortunately, there was no one around.

Therefore, Klein didn't take it seriously.

However, the next development of the situation was somewhat unexpected.

Crying and crying.

Frank Lee's latest achievement exploded, splattering Klein's pants with green blood.

Klein:!!!

Will he blow himself up if he is not allowed to hold his legs?

Giant baby, right?

It's not over yet.

However, the split plant babies were seen dividing rapidly and growing at a speed visible to the naked eye.

In just a few breaths, he went from one to many. He shook his little head and cried loudly to Klein: "Dad! Dad! Dad!"

Klein: Don’t come over here!

"What's going on? Is that guy Frank Lee going to destroy the Southern Continent?" Without any time to think about it, Klein quickly used the spiritual thread to control those plant babies.

With a slight thought, he tentatively sacrificed one to the gray mist.

The power of gray mist is indeed powerful.

The plant baby went directly into forced dormancy.

Seeing this, Klein no longer hesitated and packed up these noisy little things and sent them away.

After all this was done, he finally breathed a sigh of relief.

“I almost became the mastermind behind the ‘Green Disaster’.” Klein smiled bitterly and played with the ‘Pale Disaster’ joke.

After pondering for a moment, he stretched out his hand.

The cloth bag where the baby plants were stored flew into the palm of my hand.

Staring at the line of small words on the bag's surface: 'Love makes the world a better place,' Klein couldn't help but think of ten thousand curly-haired baboon curse words in his heart.

The alien form of the ‘Great Love God’ – the Great Love Alchemist?

Klein smiled ‘haha’ and dug into the bag.

Sure enough, he found a letter.

The crumpled hemp paper is a specialty of the Southern Continent. At the beginning of the slightly yellowish paper, there are very beautiful connected characters written: 'Dear Klein'

"Huh~" Klein's eyes twitched and he exhaled the turbid air in his chest with all his strength.

Then he continued to read.

"Dear Klein, I haven't seen you for a few days, are you okay?"

"You and Mr. Jon are not around, which makes me feel a little lonely, but Mr. Azik is also a very kind elder. His views on death creatures such as evil spirits, resentful spirits, and the undead directly opened my eyes.

New world!"

"By the way, you should have seen the 'Emerald Lifeform No. 2', right? It was created by crossing a plant with an 'exploder', a death creature that sputters bile when slightly stimulated.

"It is very friendly and does not resent humans like 'No. 1'. It will be a good helper during travel."

"A good helper during travel?" Klein stared at that sentence repeatedly, frowning.

What can baby plants do?

Treat hypotension?

He shook his head and looked down.

"...More importantly, because it contains the cells of dead creatures, it is very sensitive to the smell of death and will actively approach and search for nearby artificial death embryos."

After working on it for a long time, it was a bloodhound.

Klein was stunned.

True.

Relying on him alone would be too inefficient.

Even the ‘Royal Faction’ of the Spiritual Religion Group were all dispatched.

only……

Oh, that's not nice to say.

The level of those people is too low.

A small fight is okay.

If the swordsman and the witch sect were to confront each other, they would probably only get beaten.

It would be better for him to act alone, advance, attack, retreat or defend.

Klein: Brothers, look at me, look at me, let me announce something, I am a skirmisher.

"By the way, the research and development of 'Emerald Life Form No. 3' has also reached the final stage. Once the research and development is successful, we won't have to worry about the lack of low-level troops."

"Mr. Azik told me that in the past, the Balam Empire had an unparalleled military force, and mountains of corpses and seas of blood swept across the continent at every turn. I, too, want to recreate such a glorious scene."

"Not only that, the death caused by killing will create new life. When the time comes, it may be able to change the natural environment of this continent, which is really exciting."

"I'm just a scientific researcher with little power. I can't help you much. But I promise that every time I have new research and development results, I will ask Mr. Azik to send them to you as soon as possible."

"May everything go well - your loyal friend Frank Lee"

emmmm

I was so stupid that I didn’t know how to complain for a while.

Klein was worried.

Don't let the original witch and the resurrected Salinger destroy the Southern Continent by then, and let a "scientific researcher without much power" sink this ancient land?

If that were the case, the fun would be great.

"Forget it, since the thing has been delivered, it is idle if it is idle. Why not take it out and use it." Klein muttered to himself and took out a plant baby from the gray mist.

He stared at the ugly thing, nodded slightly and said, "Well, I'll call you Vegetable Man from now on."

Vegetable Man, also called Cultivator, is a monster created and dispatched to conquer other planets. He once killed Yamcha with a combat power of 1480...

Klein hid a bit of nostalgia for the past era.

It's a pity that there are so few people who understand him.

Back to business.

The vegetable man controlled by the spiritual thread was much more honest and did not open his mouth to admit his father.

Klein slightly activated Vegetable Man's talent.

In an instant, through the spiritual thread, he also gained corresponding intuition and vision.

"Over there?"

With a thought, the cane appeared.

Klein teleports away.

In the next few days, rumors of the "Green Devil" spread within the 'Artificial Death Sect'.

And, it became more and more intense.





Knowledge wilderness.

This place is independent of the real world.

There is no concept of time and space.

Everything you can see is the embodiment of "knowledge".

"Sister, do you think we can still get out alive?"

"Shut up."

"No, I'll just ask."

"I said, shut up!"

"You can't even ask..."

"Go to hell you!"

I don’t know how many times I repeated the above conversation.

Cattleya has long been accustomed to strange things.

Isn't this normal?

This is how the Queen and the unreliable Her Majesty Bonois look like this.

She said nothing, calmed down and continued to 'read'. Of course, she said she was reading, but in fact she just picked up a handful of dirt and put it in her mouth aimlessly.

Haha, knowledge is so delicious.

What? I'm not crazy! I can continue to learn!

Haha, it’s so damn fun to study.

Seeing this, Bernadette couldn't help but sigh, and said to her incompetent brother: "After studying for so long, do you have any clues about the traces of the hidden sage... I think we should start from this place.

Just leave."

"Yes, yes, but sister, this is a wilderness of knowledge. It is a treasure land that many people dream of. You may only be able to enter it once in a lifetime."

Bonova raised his eyebrows: "Do you really have the heart to end it like this?"

"Stop talking nonsense." Bernadette looked solemn and lowered her voice: "You and I can still hold on, but Cattleya..."

Bonova clicked his tongue: "Perhaps this is the deep love between mother and daughter."

What responded to him was Sister Ci's pink fist, which was so powerful that it could collapse a mountain.

Bonova was knocked away.

After a while, he came back as if nothing was wrong.

He dusted himself off and inadvertently learned the 'Eight Tips for Cleaning the Home Kitchen'.

Organize and categorize in your mind.

Bonova said unhurriedly: "Actually, fifteen days ago...well, if calculated in real-world time, in short, I discovered the traces of the Hidden Sage at that time."

Bernadette:???

Then you didn't tell me earlier!

Look at Cattleya, who is laughing and eating rubbish. The current situation is really too late.

"Sister, have you really thought about it clearly? You have to give up a unique opportunity in this life for such a child."

When it was time to be serious, Bonova could also become serious. He stared at Bernadette: "We are not the same path. I will learn more knowledge and go back to make some inventions. You are different. This is

An important moment that determines whether your road ahead is smooth or not."

After a pause, he said again: "God, don't you want to become a god?"

"Becoming a God"

This word was like a heavy hammer hitting Bernadette's mind.

Father is at the top, and Mr. Jon is at the side.

"Hidden Sage" is a unique activation and is not considered Sequence 0 in the true sense.

Theoretically, she is the most promising person on this path to become a god, no one!

but……

Bernadette thought for a while and smiled with relief: "I have been trapped in the things I never had in my youth for countless years. The only good thing is that I adopted an innocent and ignorant girl who brought me a glimmer of light.

Even though she has grown up now and no longer wants to have anything to do with me, I still regard her as a relative, and this has never changed."

The reason for expelling Cattleya was because she had foreseen the other party's future.

In the future, it will change due to various factors.

The predetermined destiny has long been deviated, and although Bernadette does not regret her original choice, it is difficult to bridge the gap between the two.

Although the gap she understood was slightly different from what Cattleya had in mind...

Hearing this, Bonova said: "Okay, okay, since it's your choice, sister, I don't have the right to talk nonsense here, just leave."

After he finished speaking, he tapped his temples: "Did you hear that? We're leaving."

Bernadette was slightly startled.

Then he quickly reacted: "You mean, this "knowledge"?"

"Hidden Sage is the only sexual activation. Naturally, it cannot be viewed with conventional eyes. Every grain of sand here can be a Hidden Sage. The little guy over there has vague signs of losing control. It is probably the Hidden Sage who is up to something.

.”

Bonova smiled: "He has already entered the brains of each of us. Any knowledge learned from this is poisonous."

Bernadette was silent.

When the window paper was opened, she had some "unexpected but reasonable" feelings.

Cattleya looked at Bernadette and Bonois blankly, as if she didn't understand what was happening.

Suddenly, an old man wearing a gray cloak and a hood covering his face appeared. His whole body was illusory, but at first glance it gave people an extremely real feeling.

For example, it's like watching a 3D movie with special glasses, giving you the illusion of breaking through dimensions.

The moment the "Hidden Sage" appeared, a large amount of disordered knowledge crazily poured into the three people's brains.

This is not an active ability, but a passive aura.

The faces of the three Bonovas looked painful.

Cattleya, who was at the lowest level, simply fainted, with a lot of black mucus strangely flowing out from her body, and her emotionless eyes suddenly opened.

"Ha, who are you trying to scare? I'm not afraid." Bonoy chuckled: "Before, I was thinking whether Mr. Jon was too hasty and left all of us here. Theoretically, as a

The angelic me is the most suitable for this job, there is no need to carry around a little burden."

"Now I know that the so-called 'Hidden Sage' is basically a strong man on the outside but a weak man on the inside. As long as you can withstand the infusion of knowledge, you have no other means, right?"

Desensitization.

Strictly speaking, the main reason why the three of them stayed in the wilderness of knowledge was to conduct 'desensitization training'.

fear, understand, become.

Stained with the breath of the wilderness of knowledge, they can be called the ultimate weakened version of the 'Hidden Sages'.

The character is not enough and the strength is not enough.

But it does not matter.

Just don’t be afraid of the flood of knowledge pouring into your brain.

Since the "Hidden Sage" is a unique activation, he must not have any emotional fluctuations. He does not speak. He reaches out to extract conceptual knowledge from the ground under his feet, and assembles it into a weapon with a style that is completely consistent with his own in full view of the public.

Incompatible - cluster laser emitter.

Bonova:???

Bernadette:???

Cattleya:zzz

This...isn't this right?

This feeling is like Ultraman fighting a monster in the traditional sense. Suddenly the monster puts on glasses and uses the philosophical point of view to directly throw out the concept of "I kill me" and forcefully kill Ultraman.

No matter how you look at it, it feels inconsistent.

"You actually...joined forces with my lord, bah bah bah, with the God of Steam and Machinery!" Bonova realized in hindsight.

Immediately afterwards, his expression changed and he laughed directly: "Fortunately, I also have a backer."


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