Blue and White Society Chapter 725: The lotus of life
No matter how urgent the Church of Gaia is, it will not do things like fishing.
They first chose to take Helen's hair and filled it into a flowering bullet.
It will explode after hitting the target, and even if its shrapnel can't kill the enemy, it can at least pass the black flame to the enemy.
Although such a weapon is terrifying, Mo Poor knows that it is nothing to senior members.
Because the temperature of the black flame is only 800 degrees Celsius, people whose fire resistance is higher than this limit will be like Mo Poor, although they are burned, they are fine.
The Church of Gaia failed to verify this point, because they don't have such good things as danmu.
For the time being, they believed that the Black Flame couldn't burn Helen because of its characteristics.
And the effect of using her hair to make ammunition is not bad, and soon found a way to increase production capacity.
Mo Poor offered to ask innocently: "Bishop! Bishop! If I can be cured quickly, can my flesh be cut off continuously?"
Seeing the dedication of the girl, a bishop smiled and said, "What a pious child."
Mo Poor smiled happily: "It's great to be able to help everyone."
Seeing how cooperative she was, several bishops were discussing with her.
"We need a thousand kilograms of Helen's body tissue."
"If we want to get enough meat as soon as possible, we can only let her try to fuse the 'Lily of Life'."
"It took us a thousand years to form 14 lotus seeds from that lotus flower. The church personnel of all ages have consumed 13 of them, and the last one is left for use when needed."
"Helen was so devout at a young age, and now she is the ninth artifact. Her Black Flame will be one of our trump cards. Now is the time to use this lotus seed. Give her the last lotus seed. I think it's okay."
"Ask the archbishop for instructions. I'm afraid that Helen will fail this lotus seed, and I can't help but give up when I merge."
"An hour is enough. If you endure it for an hour, then the regenerative ability is monster-level, enough to produce a lot of meat."
After discussing for a while, the bishops decided to ask the archbishop for instructions.
I quickly got a positive reply and asked them to endure it for at least an hour no matter what means they used.
"Son, we don't have a quick cure for you, but there is something that can give you the ability to regenerate flesh and blood. However, you have to stand the test of the mother **** for this." The bishop said to Mo Poor.
After Mo Poor heard this, of course he didn't believe in the mother god's test, and thought to himself, is this intended to let her use a certain containment?
"Please test me to your heart's content, I will not disappoint the Mother God." Mo Poor said loudly.
"Very well, come with us." The bishop nodded in satisfaction.
They brought Mo Poor to an altar. In the center of the altar was a pond made of earth and rocks. In the pond, there was only a huge lotus flower besides the water.
The lotus is as big as a stage when unfolded, with a diameter of about ten meters!
A bishop said: "In the center of this lotus flower, a small hole will appear on a certain lotus petal every day, and a translucent lotus seed will rise out. At this time, we only need to stir it once, and it will It rolls on the surface of countless lotus petals, circles the lotus platform, and finally chooses to stop at a certain point. As for where to stop, it is purely up to itself.”
"Only when it finally stops at the starting point, that is, the hole, it will stay. Besides, no matter where it stops, the moment it finally stops, it will burst and evaporate like a bubble .”
"For a thousand years, we have not missed the opportunity to turn the dial once a day, but in the end only fourteen lotus seeds survived."
Another bishop said: "We divided the area of its orbit by the contact area between lotus seeds and lotus petals, and finally divided the entire orbit into one million parts. That is to say, it successfully completed every day. The probability of producing a lotus seed is one in a million."
"This is really a tiny probability. Helen, you may not understand what a one-in-a-million probability is. It is the probability that a person will be struck by lightning once in a lifetime."
Mo Poor looked naturally dumbfounded on the surface, but in fact he was feeling emotional in his heart.
One in a million, this is indeed an outrageous probability. It looks like a lot, but in fact, when a person goes to work every day, the probability of being hit by a car on the road in a year is only one in 400,000.
The entire lotus platform is actually a roulette wheel. There are a million landing spots, and only one landing spot will make the lotus seeds survive.
One chance per day to play a round of the lottery with a one in a million chance of success. After a thousand years, the Gaia Church has obtained a total of fourteen lotus seeds, which is already very lucky...
When the next lotus seed will be successful, it is entirely within one's lifetime. Maybe I can't wait for that day in my life.
"Helen, there is still a lotus seed left on it, you can pick it off." The bishop said.
Mo Poor asked: "What kind of test will I go through?"
The bishop said: "Listen, when you touch it, you will start to fuse with it. The longer the fusion time, the stronger the flesh regeneration ability you will eventually obtain. Correspondingly, every part of your body Cells will feel severe pain. The pain will become more and more terrifying as time goes by, which is beyond your imagination."
Mo Poor immediately said: "I'm not afraid of pain!"
The bishop shook his head and said, "You are still too young to understand the pain. You can give up at any time to complete the fusion. But what we ask you is to endure for an hour before giving up. We will help you during this hour. Yours, in the early stage, this pain acts on the body, and analgesics can help you resist it. But after an hour, even the best analgesics are useless.”
Mo Poor said firmly: "This is the test of the mother god, and I will definitely persevere to the end."
Seeing the devout face of the nine-year-old girl in front of them, the bishops gained a bit of confidence. Faith can help people persevere in pain. There have been countless instances of this in the past.
With the addition of analgesics, maybe the nine-year-old child in front of me can really last for an hour.
"Helen, be prepared, you must succeed. If you persist for an hour, you will be the real master of the ninth artifact. On the contrary, if you fail the expectations of the mother god, you will only be the ninth artifact." said the bishop.
Mo Poor's eyes lit up. A person is regarded as a divine weapon, but in the final analysis, he is still regarded as a tool.
But if she succeeds, she will be promoted to be the master of the ninth artifact, which is different in nature.
Perhaps, she is qualified to meet with other managers, at least, she should be able to attend the high-level meeting afterwards.
Mo Qiong has enough confidence in whether he can persist for an hour.
The bishops think that a nine-year-old child can endure for an hour with faith and drugs, so what about Mo Poor? On the surface, he is the nine-year-old Helen, but in fact he is a tenacious member of the club.
"So here I go..."
Mo Poor climbed onto the lotus platform and touched the lotus seed resolutely.
In an instant, the lotus seeds merged into her petite body, and Mo Poor felt as if all the cells in his body were being electrified, followed by severe pain that ordinary people could not imagine.
What kind of experience is it that the skin, muscles, bones, nerves, organs, brain cells, and even hair are all in pain?
Mo Poor curled up instantly, and after a few minutes of patience, he finally yelled out.
This kind of pain is slowly and continuously increasing, and it is spreading to more detailed parts. It is true that every cell is conveying this pain to Mo Poor.
Seeing Mo Poor screaming in pain, the bishops gave her an analgesic while shouting to hold on.
I have to say that the analgesic is really effective, and the severe physical pain has been relieved a lot.
Mo Poor held his body and endured silently, and the time passed by every minute.
Every five minutes, the bishop injected her with an analgesic.
Such frequent injections made Mo Qiong want to curse. In fact, although it was painful, Mo Poor could bear it completely. In fact, he didn't need analgesics.
However, the strong use of analgesics in such a large dose will cause great damage to the body, and will leave sequelae to the nerves and brain.
But there is no way, this kind of thing is not something a nine-year-old girl can calmly refuse.
Faith is not omnipotent. If a person has faith but does not have a corresponding tenacious will, no matter how pious the faith is, it will be fragile. It is impossible for immature children to endure this level of torture without relying on drug analgesia. If they are in a hurry, they will ignore everything and just choose to give up.
But this kind of thing obviously won't happen to Mo Poor, he feels that he can hold on for a long time.
About twenty minutes or so, the pain further increased, and the analgesic seemed to be no longer effective.
Mo Poor was lying on the lotus platform, his whole body stiff. It was obvious that his nervous system had collapsed, which was caused by the drugs.
"This medicine is not effective enough, change the medicine!"