Industrial Cthulhu, starting from the island lord

Chapter 674 Miss Zoe Who Secretly Saves the World

Not only the silk threads, but also most of the crystal-clear white bones of the giant skeletal beast were stained black.

boom!
The silk thread snapped suddenly, and the figure of a young girl emerged from the bone plate on the top of the giant skeletal beast.

Little Gwen knelt atop the skeletal behemoth's head, her hands pressed against the bone plates, panting heavily.

Her pupils focused and then relaxed. If other superhumans were here, they would immediately see her condition—a cognitive shift, and her very existence was unstable.

"Wh-what is this?! How come there's contamination coming right after we connected?!"

And it was sprayed over, like a high-pressure water gun, in bursts.

It took Gwen a long time to catch her breath. Her face was filled with confusion and fear. She had been exposed to the Sea of ​​Ignorance before, but the pollution sprayed along the threads was much purer than that of the Sea of ​​Ignorance. She was almost corrupted by it when she wasn't careful.

Fortunately, she was a "named individual," whose control abilities far surpassed those of other superhumans. If it had been someone else, they might have been in mortal danger.

"Did Sister Scepter fall into pollution? Wait, how come she's still alive?"

Little Gwen did indeed sense a life force in her just now, though it was very faint, like a candle flickering in the wind.

Gwen scratched her head, feeling even more confused.

"But since she's not dead yet, is there any way I can help her?"

Gwen's heart stirred, and the black thread reappeared in her hand.

"I was just careless and got infected. As long as I'm careful and control the connection, I can avoid the influx of contamination."

As she spoke, she sat cross-legged on the giant skeletal beast.

Many of the skeletons of the giant beast had been stained black, and now, those black bones were falling off the beast and dropping from the sky.

As they fell, they scattered into ashes, turning to dust before even reaching the ground.

As the surrounding white mist swirled, the missing bones on the giant skeletal beast grew back, and the mist almost imperceptibly thinned out.

Little Gwen's face lit up with joy.

"It works! I can use the infinite regeneration of these bones to digest the pollution, and this digestion, in turn, helps me consume the power of the white mist, allowing me to master the Forgotten Sanctuary even faster!"

"In other words, I helped Miss Scepter purify the pollution, and she helped me dispel the white fog!"

"Isn't this exactly what Hughes meant by a win-win situation!"

Little Gwen excitedly reached for the black threads.
On the other side, the stoker who had been watching over Beatrice almost jumped up.

He exclaimed in delight, "Look! Beatrice's blood pressure has dropped! And her complexion looks much better! Look!"

After the ritual to please the machine spirit, Beatrice's condition stabilized a bit, and the flow of pollutants she spewed stabilized at 5 barrels—that is, she could spew up to the fifth barrel lined up in a row.

This is roughly twice the original flow rate. Incidentally, after discussion, the technical priests of Castells decided to define the original flow rate of Beatrice as a unit of flow rate, called "one Beatrice".

The stoker excitedly took notes: "From 2.3 picares to 0.4 picares, a drop of 83%!!"

A decrease in blood flow is not necessarily a good thing, since the more pollutants Beatrice expels, the less pollutants remain in the body.

However, her condition has visibly improved significantly; she was originally bleeding from all seven orifices, but now she is bleeding from only five.

People swarmed around, but Beatrice's pollution level only dropped for a moment before returning to around 2.2.

People looked at the stoker with suspicion.

The stoker's face flushed red, and he waved his notebook excitedly: "I, I really saw it! Her condition suddenly improved a lot! You, you ask her!"

The crowd gathered around Beatrice again. "I...I feel like something...poof...has taken a hit on my pollution."

If Beatrice said the same thing, then some unknown changes have indeed occurred.

People gathered around Beatrice and started discussing her. Gaia led the Tech Priests to look through the records of the Mechanical Sanctuary again. Only Zoe, standing in the crowd, had her eyes shining.

She had been calling out to someone in the link for ages from inside the house without getting any response, and was feeling disappointed when she stepped outside and found Beatrice looking much better.

Zoe couldn't help but start thinking:
"I just logged onto the link and then shouted for a while."

"Beatles' blood flow decreased, and her health recovered."

"so"

"I can heal Beatrice just by shouting in the link!?"

Zoe looked down at her hands in shock.

"I can't believe I have this ability? No, this might just be a coincidence. I'll try it again!"

Zoe returned to her cabin, locked the door, and shouted a few more times.

I waited on the link for a while longer, and sure enough, no one responded.

She then disconnected from the link and returned to reality. This time, she was not disappointed. Instead, she jumped out of bed and opened the door to check on Beatrice's condition.

"Look! Beatrice's blood flow has dropped again!"

Zoe's eyes lit up, but she didn't rush to make a move. Instead, she stood still and stared straight at Beatrice.

"Huh? That's strange, why has Beatrice's flow returned to normal?" The stoker scratched his head, looking completely bewildered.

Zoe, however, became incredibly excited: "I see, I see, I understand!"

"As long as I shout in the link, Beatrice will be healed! And if I stop, Beatrice's treatment will stop."

She stood there excitedly, her hands clenched tightly together: "Miss Beatrice, I will do my best to save you!"

One day later.

In the North, a colossal skeletal beast shrouded in mist.

Little Gwen sat atop the head of the skeletal behemoth, her legs dangling in the air, her hands supporting her behind her, her face showing exhaustion.

"Sigh, I'm already exhausted from healing Sister Scepter, why is Miss Writer still yelling and screaming in the link!"

"She yells all day and all night, doesn't she ever sleep? Doesn't she realize she's disturbing the neighbors?!"

Gwen sensed that her server was under attack again, but unlike Miss Scepter's physical attack, this time it was a mental attack.

Meanwhile, Castel's group looked at Zoe with surprise.

She was looking at Beatrice with a determined expression, her eyes gleaming with dark circles under her eyes.

"Zoe, what's wrong?"

"I only made a small contribution, nothing to brag about, nothing to brag about." Zoe waved her hand, puffed out her chest, and looked very modest.

Ah, these mortals have no idea how great a contribution she has made—

Miss Zoe, she single-handedly saved Beatrice's life in secret!
Although her achievements are unknown to anyone, she has no regrets!
Who says only those who stand in the light are heroes!

(End of this chapter)