Next, the little blacksmiths started getting busy, bustling with activity to tackle the new major version update.
Previously, the Spirit Farr area was all about planting Spiritual Roots.
Each stalk of goosegrass, Blood Separation Flower, Soul Separation Flower... all quietly growing in the fields.
Now, these planted Spiritual Roots have grown legs on their own and can run... This is so intriguing, battling wits with the Spiritual Roots, and with a slight misstep, you might get parasitized!
Moreover, professions like blacksmith shops and Enchanters have welcod massive changes.
It can be said that the re ergence of the "pseudo spiritual root" has brought significant gaplay changes to all areas of the manor.
Thus, a group of people began spirited research activities on pseudo-person synthesis.
...
Sword Casting Manor.
Alchemy Room, Yin Yang Creation Furnace.
A few little blacksmiths isolated the furnace with a makeshift glass cover.
They were about to start the pseudo-person synthesis experint!
First.
It’s the pseudo spiritual root the newly cultivated Upper Grade Human God Flower.
What kind of alien species would erge from the fusion of these two major spiritual roots?
The Human God has a very special place in history, and it’s sothing to look forward to!
"But, with such a rudintary isolation, won’t there be problems?" The Food God looked at the Forging Furnace, "After synthesis, the pseudo-person won’t escape?"
The canteen was the most idle place.
Food God and Shao Chaikun, as the two major heads of slacking, always joined the fun whenever sothing happened.
"There shouldn’t be any problem... right?" Night Mad Cultivator, who was in charge of the synthesis, thought for a mont, "After all, even if it was an Immortal Beast before, the synthesis still resulted in an egg."
"The egg is harmless, it’s an embryo, how can the pseudo-person egg cause any issue?"
"No matter how special this pseudo-person is, it must follow the basic rules of this Immortal Artifact."
"Once the pseudo-person egg appears, we’ll throw it into the pseudo-person lab, heavily isolate it, and hatch it into a spiritual root."
Everyone thought the sa.
They had built the isolation pseudo-person synthesis lab, with layers upon layers that only allowed entry, not exit.
You’d have to commit suicide to get out.
But such a sealed lab, surely can’t isolate the Yin Yang Creation Furnace together, right?
The Yin Yang Creation Furnace is their core.
It’s sothing they use regularly.
"Stop chatting and start synthesizing." Shao Chaikun said with boredom, gnawing on a piece of roasted at, "The pseudo-person synthesis lab next door, those little Spirit Farrs in the Spirit Farr area, are still waiting to send the egg over, they want to hatch it quickly and then check the performance."
"Wait, there must be a sense of ceremony! Let’s hit the electronic wooden fish one last ti." The Food God took out his little treasure.
Dang dang dang.
After a while of knocking, the synthesis began.
A bundle of Iron Wire Three Flowers and an Upper Grade Human God Flower.
The whole Yin Yang Creation Furnace glowed with a white light, quickly brightening up, and when the light faded, only a mysterious egg covered in silk patterns was left.
The Food God wanted to reach out and touch it.
"Want a beating?"
Shao Chaikun smacked his hand hard, "Don’t touch it directly, have so professionalism, use a protective cover to wrap it up and send it to the pseudo-person synthesis lab for hatching."
Soon, the egg was sent to the pseudo-person lab.
After passing through many layers of security, a few small Spirit Farrs were already on standby at the lab table.
They put on gloves, donned white coats, and placed the egg in Spirit Plant Liquid for incubation. Soon, an iron wire suddenly pierced through the eggshell, followed by a pitch-black creature breaking through the shell.
Pfft!
The creature, with the sticky embryonic fluid, suddenly sprang up and latched onto a little blacksmith’s face, slurping as the entire flower lted into the face’s skin.
"Holy crap!"
"Facehugger!"
"First synthesis, and it’s already this perverse?"
"It must be the Human God’s spiritual root reacting strongly!"
"Bro, are you okay?"
"It parasitized in an instant!"
...
The group was in a frantic ss.
"I’m fine... it’s just a little parasitism. Wait till I refine it, and make this pseudo-person understand what despair ans." The little blacksmith tried to put on a brave front, but then he let out a wretched scream, collapsed onto the ground convulsing from the intense pain.
Note that this ga had significantly reduced their pain perception.
So they dared to jump into the Forging Furnace.
But this scream showed just how painful it was.
Soon, the little blacksmith stood up again.
But his entire body appeared extrely eerie, upon closer inspection, his skin had tiny, densely packed holes.
But on a closer look, were those really holes?
His skin had directly turned into the most delicate flesh-colored silk, with strands crisscrossing, forming a vivid puppet.
"You’ve turned into a puppet? How do you feel?" The other little blacksmiths were also frightened.
There was no other way, they were creatures with high attack but low defense.
Their attack power was extrely high, but even small things could scare them into a panic, and now this was clearly beyond their understanding.
"I feel, I seem to be very special." The little blacksmith shivered, and his entire being exploded into a mass of thread, his insides already hollowed out.
Inside, there were countless thread-like ridians, supporting the body’s structure.
At this mont, the exploded mass of thread unraveled and turned into a thin, long line.
Only then did everyone see his true form:
It turned out to be... a doll-like human ford by an ultra-long thread!
After the shock, the entire laboratory erupted in cheers:
"That’s so cool!"
"Damn, is it this fun even before opening the Three Flowers? Wouldn’t it completely beco non-human after opening the Three Flowers?"
"Whoa!"
...
After the crowd was elated, they began checking the body condition of this puppet pseudo-human.
This puppet pseudo-human weighed only as much as a small dog, very light.
And it could change in myriad ways, performing mimicry; the threads could beco a kite, a small dog, a small cat...
This was due to inexperience.
Besides humans being high-definition puppets, when it turned into a small dog or cat with threads, it looked like a rough burlap doll, obviously a fabric product at a glance.
Even Ning Zheng was shocked at this scene: "Is this... an SSR pseudo-human at the start of the show?!"
But Ning Zheng was more inclined to believe it.
Pseudo-human and Human God inherently had so potential link, capable of forming a wondrous chemical reaction.
Indeed, this kind of pseudo-human Three Flowers is simply a supre miracle in the history of life!
This creature was too mysterious, primitive, depicted on ancient historical murals, where people from each era gathered around bonfires in sacrifice and pilgrimage.
It exuded an ancient and profound aura, possessing infinite potential.
After observing for a while outside the laboratory, Ning Zheng said, "Conduct combat power experints, and resistance tests for Gold, Wood, Water, Fire, and Earth."
"Then, let that blacksmith open the Three Flowers and be possessed by the pseudo-human!"
The dical Fairy imdiately saluted, "Yes! Sir!"
Soon.
The young blacksmiths in the laboratory, holding the tools they had prepared, began the tests.
"The target’s combat power, clearly hasn’t opened the Three Flowers yet, but its combat power is comparable to Divine Beasts of the sa category that haven’t cultivated!"
"Humans are weak in the early period, but this early period is so fierce?"
"This isn’t human anymore; it’s a thread life form!"
A knife cut down, the puppet’s fabric was slashed open, and the people in the lab shouted, "Gold attribute damage is doubled, weapons can be used for attack!"
"Wood, Earth, Water attributes, damage is reduced."
"Fire attribute damage is doubled."
The test results quickly erged one by one.
Earlier, the pseudo-human, during the dormancy period without possession, could at most enhance the host’s wisdom and basic qualifications.
But now, in the dormancy period, it had almost turned the host into another type of creature.
This was no longer human, but a line-type Demon Beast!
It’s hard to imagine what qualitative change might co after awakening.
Ning Zheng nodded, speaking through the lab, "Let him open the Three Flowers, let’s see to what extent the possession-boosted pseudo-human will amplify!"
Soon, that blacksmith opened the Three Flowers.
"Three Flowers Gathering at the Top, today I finally know who I am!"
The young blacksmith shouted, quickly replaced by a strange aura.
The pseudo-human’s expression stiffened for a mont, looking around at the young blacksmiths in the lab, clutching its head in pain.
Threads of thought collided rapidly.
Boom!
Its entire thread body trembled fiercely, transforming into a giant brain composed of threads, trembling continuously, countless threads forming nerve fibers, thinking rapidly.
I... can’t escape...
Desperation.
This group of brutes was too wary and cautious, almost impossible to win their trust...
Desperation.
Outer Heaven Heavenly Demons, they were more like pseudo-humans...
Desperation.
Countless minds and thods collided, all seemingly leading nowhere in the future.
They were frenzied, twisted, morbid, using the blacksmith’s words, born into an SSS-level horror rule urban legend at the mont of birth, as an experintal subject....
Dood, ten deaths with no life.
But... it still sought survival!
The new pseudo-human grinned, suddenly kneeling, "I’m no longer a pseudo-human, I’m willing to submit, let’s conspire for greatness together! I also want to forge iron!"
Ning Zheng watched it, born only a few minutes, digesting all the information, instantly grasping the layout, kneeling to beg for rcy... imdiately fell into thought.
Intelligence had significantly increased!
And the increase was terrifying, unlike the previous pseudo-human Shao Chaikun, who took a long ti to fully absorb the host’s mory, understanding who he was, and what environnt he was in...
But before our eyes.
It understood in an instant.
Ning Zheng looked aningfully at this line-type pseudo-human:
"He’s very clever... but unfortunately, he was just born and doesn’t understand the outside world, otherwise, when absorbing mories, he would pretend to absorb slowly, instead of transforming into a thread brain instantly, fully absorbing mories."
"In other places, fully absorbing the host’s mory is the pseudo-human’s instinct... increasing its chance of survival."
"But here, fully absorbing will expose his ultra-high intelligence and adaptability, which is a foolish thing."
Ning Zheng knew.
This was not a problem of this pseudo-human’s intelligence, but its thinking was limited due to being just born.
Now, this line-type pseudo-human kneeling and begging for rcy probably already regretted deeply, aware of committing a major mistake.
Its plea for rcy was of no use.
Ning Zheng currently couldn’t know the opponent’s details, trump card, infectivity... even knowing, would never let it out.
"You Spirit Farrs inside, study him well."
Ning Zheng felt like the ultimate villain for a mont, "This guy, just like you, naturally rebellious, fond of recognizing adoptive fathers, be careful."
"Yes!"
A few young blacksmiths rubbed their palms together, "We’ll need to live together for the next few days."
"No problem." The new pseudo-human also flashed a silly, friendly smile, "I’m ready, I’m ready, let’s go eat dirt together."
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