Chapter 2219: Heartbreak One-for-One
"That's it." The Goddess raised her hand, and the item flew automatically into her grasp. She held it gently, feeling it with her senses, then sighed, "If it doesn't have a chance to sprout, it will die after a long time."
Xu Huo frowned, "Can plant seeds also be made into items? I dug this out of a player's eye."
The Goddess pinched the transparent bead between two fingers, "It's wrapped in a special material that can change its shape according to the holder's needs."
"The original holder of this item isn't dead yet," Xu Huo said. The ownership of the item hadn't transferred to him.
"Do you want to put it in your eye socket too?" The Goddess's gaze fell on him from all directions.
"I'm still attached to my eyes." Xu Huo touched his eyelid, then added, "Can the seed inside the item still be planted?"
The Goddess studied him, "Do you want to plant it?"
"It depends on the situation." Xu Huo said, "At the very least, it's a super item, and I got it for free. It would be a waste not to use it. But if it could grow into someone like you, that wouldn't be bad either."
The Goddess smiled faintly, "Humans always have beautiful ideas. They want everything."
"That's what it means to be human." Xu Huo smiled back.
"I can help you extract the seed. Planting it is also very simple." The Goddess said, "You still carry the scent we like."
"It wouldn't be the Primordial Stone, would it?" Xu Huo admired her "vast knowledge."
"You could call it the Primordial Stone, but it's different from other stones." The Goddess opened her other hand, and a drop of blood floated up. As it trembled, a thin thread quickly separated from within.
It was the mycelium of the King Fungus. Extracted from his blood.
Xu Huo narrowed his eyes. She was talking about the Nuwa Stone.
The Nuwa Stone was given to him by Xin Lang in Clown City after transferring the King Fungus to his body. Only by using the Nuwa Stone to nourish the King Fungus could it continue to survive on a human body; otherwise, it would die within about a month.
He had tried using the Nuwa Stone on other things—ores, plants—but the results were minimal, not worth his time. So now he mainly used it to cultivate more King Fungus to produce detoxifying fungal liquid.
The "Goddess" had grown in this district for over a hundred years to reach her current scale, while an item made from the same seed had already reached the super level. Both sides had their pros and cons, making it truly difficult to choose.
However, the Goddess clearly didn't intend to give him a choice. She gently squeezed her hand, and the mental-type super item shattered into pieces. When she opened her hand again, the transparent outer layer had completely peeled away, revealing a smaller, oval seed covered in patterns.
Xu Huo's eyelid twitched along with it. After a long moment, he let out a deep breath, "Your current state is built on the foundation of many believers and instances. If this seed was worth a super item, it would have been planted long ago."
"Oh dear," the Goddess tilted her head in a self-proclaimed playful manner, "Why didn't you say so earlier?"
The atmosphere fell silent.
After a moment, the Goddess returned to her previous demeanor. She casually found a flowerpot and pressed the seed into it, "Just bury the stone in the soil. My growth was an accident, and its growth will also be an accident. It will grow better than me."
Lost one super item, gained one flowerpot.
Since things had come to this, Xu Huo could only put the flowerpot away.
"Aren't you going to ask me how to control it once it grows?" the Goddess asked again.
"Looking at you, I can tell no one can control it." Xu Huo said flatly. Even if there was a way, would she tell him?
The Goddess's smile deepened, "You helped me during the Godbirth Day event, and now you're taking in one of my kind. I can do two things for you."
"I want to know how mental power can exist independently from its host for a long time." Xu Huo said, "Like that eye of yours that was made into an item."
"No." The Goddess gave him a direct answer, "Even if it's made into an item, the interference effect of that eye will gradually weaken. When the eye completely dies, the power will disappear."
"I know you humans can switch carriers, but it's nothing more than moving from one carrier to another." A brain shape floated in the air, "They produce some resonance, but it won't last long."
Xu Huo thought of Dr. Zhang, "No one can do it?"
"After the body perishes, the spirit does not endure forever." The Goddess seemed to sigh, "I am the same."
"The time you helped me in the hotel, was that a resonance with my spiritual world?" Xu Huo tried to understand her words.
"No," the Goddess said, "I simply deepened the interference based on what was already there."
"I saw condensed mental power in the temple." Xu Huo said, "How was that achieved?"
To some extent, it could also evade and destroy items and instruments.
This was a method of concentrated mental power attack, similar in effect to the mental-type items "City Sand Table" and "Count Off," but those required items to achieve. After creating Mirror Space, Xu Huo could barely produce a similar effect, but it was the same as him using mental power to shuttle through objects—sufficient accumulation of mental power could allow him to pass through gaps between objects, which was different from the condensation of mental power in the temple.
Long-term, stable existence had almost become a norm in the spiritual world, as if it could achieve double the effect without much maintenance, somewhat like compressing a space barrier to achieve greater power.
"It shouldn't be just a matter of accumulating mental power."
"This is very simple. I can tell you." The Goddess agreed, "What is the second thing?"
"Help take care of Ahai." Xu Huo said.
"You've already repaid him. You saved his life."
"You've also repaid the one who planted you. Why do you still guard this district?" Xu Huo asked.
The Goddess smiled, "Because that was Xiaoya's wish."
"Whether it's someone else's wish or your own, it's all the same." Xu Huo said, "How about we start now?"
The Goddess had no objection and stayed in the Questioning Hall for one-on-one instruction.
For the next few days, Xu Huo did not leave the Questioning Hall. Of course, no one entered either, because in less than a week, more than half of the players who entered the temple had died. Not to mention the Questioning Hall, any side hall or room with a door and a roof was something players dared not enter. Moreover, local zone players and stranded players, as non-ticket players, received no preferential treatment and also suffered heavy casualties.
"I know there aren't many kind-hearted people in this world, but I didn't expect those people to be so rotten to the core." The yellow-haired man crouched beside a fake rock, instinctively wiping the blood off his body while staring blankly into space and muttering to himself, "Spreading false information outside the instance isn't enough. I kindly help them, and they turn around and harm me."
When he wiped at the several eyeballs on his arm that had come to life from patterns, tears streamed down his face, "Five turned into ten. I'm dead for sure."
(End of Chapter)