musicians of old

Chapter 780 Sugar

"Double-disc flukes?"

Fanning leaned over to get a closer look, so Sheeran spoke up.

For those who are knowledgeable, it is not uncommon to identify the name of an uncommon plant or insect. There are always people who have studied all kinds of unpopular books that others would never think of.

"Have you ever seen this before?" Joan also turned sideways.

In this uninhabited area of ​​wild mountains and ridges, there are countless kinds of fish, birds and insects.

Countless people are infected with parasites.

"When I was a kid playing in the countryside of Iges, I occasionally saw snails in this state," Sheeran explained. "At the time, I just felt weird and uncomfortable. I didn't know it was a parasite that the snail was infected with, nor did I know the specific name of 'Diplodiscus'."

"It's the first time I've seen it, too. But it's included in the 900 edition of Parasitology published by Saint Lenya University Press."

Roy also recalled some of the miscellaneous knowledge he had read while studying hidden knowledge.

"The parasite's eggs initially infect the snail's liver, where a white thread-like 'spore capsule' absorbs nutrients from the snail's food and gradually grows into the eyestalk to form a complete hatching capsule filled with larvae."

"They will bloom bright colors and keep wriggling, while taking control of the host's brain. The snail will then become aggressive and tend to complete various high-risk behaviors, such as the desire to climb higher."

The four watched as the snail climbed up a bush growing in a crevice in the rock.

When we were about to reach the top——

"Gah!"

A strange bird that looked like a parrot and a crow flew across the twilight like a blur.

There was a crisp crackling sound, and the snail was swallowed whole by the bird.

"..then they become vulnerable to foragers, and the eggs then survive in the bird's feces, continuing to infect new snails, forming a cyclical cycle," Roy concluded her explanation.

Fan Ning had been listening carefully the whole time, and he nodded at this time.

Then straighten up again.

"Hey, Poglelich seems to be very confident in you. He lets you arrange your schedule freely and is not afraid that you will run away." Roy said at this time.

"As a member of the discussion group, what's the reason for running away?" Fanning laughed at himself.

"In fact, you must go in. Whether it is 'participation' or 'interference', we must go in, right? But, if you have any plans, I wonder if Pogorelich could have anticipated some clues." Roy thought so and reminded.

"Each of these Order Executors has his own thoughts. Poglelich cannot fail to foresee them."

Fan Ning reached out and pulled off a piece of dry grass, then folded it in his hand.

"But what he is best at doing, and what he must practice most at the moment, is to bring these people with their own thoughts into the 'X coordinate' together. In the course of history full of rebellion or disputes, he still carries out the 'demystification ritual'. Otherwise, he will not be able to pass through the door that cannot be opened."

Fanning already had a basic understanding of Poglelich as a whole, and based on this, he guessed some of the characteristics of the divinity of "Ashes".

In other words, this group of "differentiated" order-makers, as well as Fanning himself, constitute the dangerous part of the ceremony.

"So, what's in there?" Xilan looked across the abyss and took an uncontrollable deep breath again.

Facing the "X coordinate" more closely, the spatial reference system seems to collapse completely.

Perhaps its height has exceeded a certain astronomical diameter, and the human brain is simply unable to process its scale information, so it is like the contradictory vision now, seeing both an artery and a red broken wall that occupies half the sky.

When you trace your sight upward through the circles of colorful halos, you seem to see countless repeated fragments of ruins extending infinitely in the vertical direction.

After Sheeran asked this question, the four of them fell into an endless visual paradox. No one responded for a while, until she changed the question in a soliloquy, asking what would happen after entering.

"Aren't we supposed to help Poglelich find a place to set up the 'demystification ceremony'?" Joan finally spoke.

“That’s the plan, but what about what might happen?” Sheeran said.

"Maybe, there is still a chance to end all problems, or... be ended?" Joan said.

"Oh, Joan, I was thinking that if it was a very intense or painful ending, it would be better to just stand on the cliff and watch the scenery quietly like we are doing now."

Shilan imagined what it would be like when he set off and looked back. By then, this place should have become a blurry horizontal line.

"But we can't stay like this forever," Joan said. "Once the tide rises, we'll have no chance to reach it again." "It sounds very meaningful. We are going together to a place that no one has ever been to, and a place that there will be no chance to go again except now?" Shirley nodded.

At this time, Roy thought for a moment and said, "Maybe this could be a good ending?"

"What's a good ending?" Fanning asked.

"Something like Tristan and Isolde?" Roy said after a moment's hesitation.

"It's possible. Or, there are many possibilities. If we're unlucky, it might not be the case. If not, do you accept it?" Fanning said.

"Then I'll go there and come back with a good ending." Roy said firmly, speaking contradictory words.

The chat paused for a few minutes.

It was such a quiet moment. Although the cold wind was still howling among the cliffs and there was a busy and intense scene hundreds of meters behind me, it really felt extremely quiet.

"Want some candy?" Roy suddenly asked.

"Candy?" "Eat." "Okay."

A few golden arcs streaked across the air, and several people began to unwrap the wrapping paper.

Each truffle chocolate exudes a rich and tempting aroma.

"It's printed with sheet music? Genevieve Candy Factory. Piodor Winery. 'Death of Love'? What the hell?"

Joan unfolded the gold foil candy wrapper in her hand, saw a piece of piano music on it, and slowly identified the trademark and the words.

"Exclusive food for watching Tristan and Isolde." Sheeran bit into the crispy chocolate nut shell and imitated the accent of the radio broadcast at that time. "The melting temperature of the chocolate accurately matches the human body temperature when the aria reaches its climax."

"It's fun." Joan commented, and ten seconds later added a second comment, "It's delicious."

"Anything else?" she asked after a minute.

"No more," Roy said.

After a while of chattering, the four of them fell silent again.

"I say." Roy sighed and tried to make a joke to break the silence. "Our boss is really not very generous."

"Are you talking about him?" Sheeran pointed at the person on the far left who was supporting himself with his hands on the ground.

"Who else? Look, we, the vocal leaders, can be considered his 'start-up partners'. Logically, even if we have no credit, we have worked hard. Turner Cinemas is doing so well now. It was not just for work reasons that he brought us out for the first time. Even if we don't have to find a resort to have fun for a while, at least it has to be a place with pleasant scenery, right? But look at what kind of places he picked for us for the first time."

The other two nodded.

Seeing this, Fan Ning couldn't help but retort: ​​"Isn't the scenery here pleasant?"

Roy pointed to the direction of the "X coordinate": "Come, dear Master Fanning, evaluate it yourself."

".Definitely next time." Fanning responded with a pout.

"Remember to bring food next time you come back."

".OK."

Still sitting side by side in silence.

It seemed as if there were only these four people on the edge of the cliff left in the world.

If pondering the meaning of what is before one’s eyes proves fruitless, one’s thoughts will drift to all sorts of past scenes and all sorts of propositions.

For example, Fanning was thinking, if a person recalls for the first time in his life and says, "Yes, now I understand what 'recall' is. Recall is a certain feeling" - how does he know that this feeling is a recall?
Logically speaking, it is a clumsy noun, but it also contains the meaning of re-presenting "ideas acquired at other times."

This is what is so touching about it. You have a certain power to make new choices and to put together people and things that have nothing to do with each other.

Thus, a completely new past is obtained, as if it happened in one or more parallel time and space.
Is this another kind of "more meaningful meaning"?
In this way, other thoughts will drift back to the things in front of you from time to time after being scattered for a long time.

And so on and so forth.

Not to mention, it wouldn't be a bad feeling if I could just sit here like this forever, but at a certain moment, Fan Ning suddenly said indifferently:
"Now that we are all here, can we set off?"

Happy holidays, please have some candy~
(End of this chapter)