"Yun?" Candle Dragon was taken aback, "What are those Hunters gathering in Yun for?"
"I'm not really sure…" Ya Qiaoxi shook her head, "It seems they discovered so treasure in an uncharted area… but the problem is no one has a precise idea of what this treasure actually is. So say it's a few chests of gold left behind by a wealthy person in the wasteland, others claim it's a powerful piece of Deceitful Equipnt… hic… and then, there are more outrageous ones, saying it's so kind of Taishui at, just one bite and you could live a hundred years… hic… I still think, out of all these, gold sounds the most plausible."
Taishui at?
Sun Hang thought to himself, having already devoured the unnatural Taishui, what on earth could this Taishui at be?
Could it be a similar mysterious creature to Taishui?
But thinking further, if it's truly a kindred mysterious creature to Taishui, then humans rging with it, from a certain perspective, could indeed live exceptionally long—a severed limb could be healed in minutes, and even if an organ went bad, they could simply remove it and weave a new one with fungal threads…
The problem is, to perfectly rge Taishui's , one either needs Sun Hang's devouring power from the Taotie, or like Song Yarong and others, inherit Taishui's from Sun Hang as "sub-generation infected".
What nonsense is "just take a bite"?
If an ordinary person really took a bite of Taishui, there's a ninety percent chance of instant death, less than ten percent of turning into a mysterious skeleton or creature, and to beco a stable infected with Taishui's , the probability goes way behind the decimal point with a very long string of zeroes.
As for infected individuals consuming Taishui, its would first fight against the original host within them—like a virus invading a body against the body's immune system, the imdiate victim certainly would be the infected individual's body serving as the battleground.
If both sides are evenly matched, the agony for the infected could be imnse, with a fever over forty degrees being among the better outcos. Other possibilities include total tissue dissolution, a rampant proliferation of tumor-like growths reminiscent of cancer cells, limb deformities, a complete collapse of bodily endocrine and circulatory systems, multi-organ failure… Sun Hang had seen many bizarre "specins" at the Celestial City Mysterious Creature Research Institute; these "specins" ca from humans turned into battlefields of two colliding mysterious creature s.
Without the Taotie's devouring ability, forcibly rging an exotic is an incredibly dangerous situation for the infected.
While infected individuals aren't easily reinfected, if so fool swallows a chunk of Taishui at, their own " immune system" couldn't withstand such reckless behavior.
Of course, aside from evenly matched cases, there are two other scenarios.
One is that the internal is much stronger than the foreign , in which case the foreign would be eradicated or assimilated in a very short ti, possibly slightly enhancing the infected's strength, though more often nothing happens.
The second scenario is where the foreign is much stronger than the internal one, leading to a fate for the infected worse than that of an ordinary person—at least in the infection process, ordinary people don't exhibit "resistance", but the feeble "resistance behavior" from the weaker internal in the infected could trigger a stress response from the foreign , thus greatly accelerating the infection process.
In the second scenario, trying for a more potent foreign to replace the infected's original one, like a "blood transfusion" to change the infected's ability, has precisely zero success probability.
Not zero point zero zero zero zero sothing, just zero.
In both practice and theory, its probability is zero.
Unless the person's original is from the Taotie.
Before Sun Hang's appearance, such acts were unanimously regarded by scholars in the field of mysterious creatures as no different from suicide.
Oh, there is a slight difference.
This way still has a chance to birth mysterious skeletons or creatures, which is more troubleso than the harmless "self-disposal thod" of suicide.
After talking for a few sentences, Ya Qiaoxi had almost finished an entire bottle of Fen Jiu, yet her state was not much different from earlier, alternating between tipsy and sober.
"What a sha… hic… if only I knew you'd bring so Xinghua Village…" Ya Qiaoxi tilted her head back, pouring the last drops of the bottle into her mouth, "I should've bought so snacks on my way back… Fen Jiu just isn't the sa without peanuts and oil-fried at."
"I ordered so food delivery for you," Candle Dragon said considerately, "Half a pound of sliced lamb, half a pound of peanuts…Dragon City's prices seem to have gone up quite a bit since the last ti I was here."
"That's it for bar snacks? Aren't you drinking too?" Ya Qiaoxi grabbed Candle Dragon's sleeve.
"I'm planning to visit a few other friends," Candle Dragon gently pulled away from her fingers, "I'll take my leave for today. If you have any news, feel free to contact … we should be staying in Dragon City for a while."
"A concert is coming up soon, not staying to watch?"
"Compared to rock, I'm more interested in blues and jazz," Candle Dragon smiled.
"Tch, boring man." Ya Qiaoxi stood up with the empty bottle, wobbling toward the inner room, "I'm gonna take a nap first, don't see out."
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