Spore Story

Chapter 173 In theory
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Although the reorganization of the Gashan tribe was not a troublesome matter, it still took five days.

However, in order to open the temple domain as soon as possible, Lingxue, under Kong Huan's suggestion, used a squadron-by-squadron reorganization model. After reorganizing a squadron, the squadron will start working, and finally just pull the squadron leader directly in front of the team leader.

Therefore, during these three days, the stone roads inside the tribe and the repair of some damaged houses were also completed.

And when the bright sunshine hangs in the sky, the tribe has roughly been repaired and is only waiting for sacrifices.

Feeling the sobriety in the air, Kong Huan gradually descended from the mid-air of the temple to the steps. As for the altar, now Kong Huan absolutely kept a distance of five meters to avoid accidents.

"Chu Jie, the sacrifice will be held later, take advantage of the opportunity now, let's fly a few more laps."

"Void, you!"

Seeing Chu Jie's angry appearance, Kong Huan laughed heartily. Now Xiangyi Quacka Apes all know that when Chu Jie formally assumes the role of the patron saint, he will be bound in the domain of the temple.

Although most of the members of the tribe usually only move within the scope of the tribe, there is always a big psychological gap between active and passive activities within this scope.

"Ape Heart."

Kong Huan seemed to see through the ups and downs of the world, had jumped out of the Three Realms, and his tone of no longer five elements obviously frightened the angry Chu Jie... no wonder.

With a flash, Chu Jie stepped onto Kong Huan across a distance of five meters, "I'm making you gloat, I'm making you gloat..."

It seems that most of the time, at least in the primitive world, strength still speaks for itself. At present, if it is not for the majesty that Konghuan has accumulated for a long time, Chu Jie, who has surpassed Konghuan in terms of actual strength, may not be playing around with Konghuan now.

"Demeanor! Demeanor, whoops, stop!"

Facing Chu Jie's current strength of dead souls and material possessions, he felt that he was about to be overtaken, so he blew the pause call shamelessly.

Immediately put on a serious look and looked at Chu Jie, the empty eyes that glanced back and forth made Chu Jie very uncomfortable, as if there were hundreds of little bugs crawling on her body...

"What's the matter, tell me now!"

"Well, I suddenly remembered that the souls of the dead seem to say that they are naked." Of course he didn't say this, Kong Huan calmed down and stared at Chu Jie's eyes again. The pale blue shimmering eyes made Chu Jie slightly absent-minded.

But soon, the illusory voice sounded again, which made Chu Jie, who was about to take office, a little relieved.

"Chu Jie..."

Chu Jie was very upset, the voice sounded like the old ape was educating a child.But after so many years, even if she could resist now, Chu Jie didn't have that mind.

"It's just a habit, it's scary."

Chu Jie was obviously distracted as always.

"Hmm, Chu Jie!"

"Ah, I'm sorry to be distracted, your theoretical classes are too boring." Chu Jie wagged her tail cutely, and her frank words made the hollow and fragile little heart feel like being struck by lightning.

"You don't have to be so direct!" In remembrance...

"Okay, okay, let's get down to business." Seeing that Chu Jie was about to start again, Kong Huan quickly raised his hand to stop the other party. Although it would be inhumane for Chu Jie to hold back, but Kong Huan also had to think about himself.

"Look, the sacrifice will start at noon, and at that time you will officially start your career as a patron saint, so I will say some precautions, and you must remember them carefully."

In fact, the gods created by the illusion have nothing to do with the gods of the human world except to promote worship.

The mysterious substance has also made some breakthroughs after the illusory analysis, it is a kind of scattered consciousness similar to the free consciousness produced in a coma.

Of course, a lot of the mystical stuff is just plain nonsense, like magic.Therefore, what Kong Huan told Chu Jie was not the boring data and theories he had come up with, but the methods of application methods and some simple principles.

If Chu Jie has the mood to explore the theory one day (it is more impossible than the collapse of the world in the view of emptiness), she can quickly go deep into the theoretical level through these principles.

Of course, it is still an illusory mantra, who can say clearly about the future.

"...Although sacrifices can generate more vows than usual prayers, after all, it cannot be done continuously, which will make everyone feel used to it and numb it, which in turn reduces the sense of mystery and awe during the sacrifices, and eventually leads to wishing. Therefore, generally speaking, nothing major will happen, and a regular sacrifice once a year is enough."

Seeing that Chu Jie nodded absent-mindedly, Kong Huan rubbed the uncomfortable corners of his eyes, and swung the cross on his forehead away, he continued to explain.

"It's okay to be idle..."

"Report, I have many things to do." Chu Jie raised her hand to speak.

"Huh? What's the matter, what else do you have besides exercising?" Kong Huan expressed doubts. From his own point of view, even though Chu Jie has become what he is now, her personality and hobbies should not have changed. Could it be that she has become enlightened.

But how is this possible...

"Like the energy control exercises you mentioned, mind control exercises, meditation... anyway, there are a lot of them."

"..."

Speaking of meditation, Kong Huan put on an extremely sad face in an instant. I'm afraid everyone can think of the reason. The meditation that Kong Huan can't learn is very good in Xiao Lingyun and Chu Jie.

Not to mention the improvement of Xiao Lingyun's spiritual power, it also had a weak promotion effect on the concentration of consciousness;

As for Chu Jie, even after learning to meditate, her mental power will automatically transform into thought power as soon as she is born. Although her consciousness has not changed, Kong Huan believes that after she is officially accepted as a patron saint, Chu Jie's consciousness will definitely improve a lot.

"Well, these are important things, but what I'm talking about is your duty as a patron saint. If you do well, you can become even more powerful in the future."

In desperation, he had no choice but to resort to this killer illusion again, shaking the tentacles as if to dissipate the psychological heat.

"What I want to say is that in normal circumstances, you should not run around and stay on the altar; after the second level of the domain, you should also stay in the temple more often, so that you can hear the prayers of the tribe members and wishes. For these wishes, you must help them come true within your ability, which is very good for you and the tribe members, and this is your usual duty as a patron saint ..."

...while the narration is going on...

It wasn't until Chu Jie showed his mosquito-repellent eyes again that Kong Huan stopped his thirsty exercise and let Chu Jie rest on the altar, while he himself floated out of the temple. After the sacrifice began, he couldn't wait any longer. here it is.

"Kong Huan, the sacrifice is about to begin, is it really Chu Jie who will be the patron saint?"

The aura has been restored, and at this time, he is leading a group of priests to learn the lessons that were made out of illusions.

Regarding Chu Jie's appointment as the patron saint, Ling Yun's response as the main priest was flat, which made Kong Huan a little uncertain about her thoughts.

In the past few days, Lingyun has devoted herself wholeheartedly to the education of the priests, comforting the old Huaihua... (= =#)

As for Lingxue, with the help of the captain, she doesn't need to be as busy as before.At this moment, she was sitting not far from Lingyun and the others, watching the work reports written by the captains at the request of Kong Huan.

Holding her small face focused, Lingxue looked at the tribe that had returned to normal thanks to everyone's efforts, but among the middle-aged quack apes who passed by occasionally, the quack apes who had just announced their adulthood accounted for the majority. Xue still felt the loss from the previous war.

"It's already halfway through this summer, but the road hasn't been repaired yet, and Kong Huan also said that he needs to build a few simple walls as a defense first. I'm afraid it will take a lot of time. Hey, there is not enough time."

Rubbing the smooth white tentacles in distress, Lingxue looked up at the priests who were sitting around learning the high priest course.

"Now Kong Huan says he wants to leave again, and there are so many messy things, it's really annoying. I have to make arrangements for myself in the future. I really need to make a plan."

He wrote in the leather scroll on the stone platform with a pen: the city wall is expected to be 20 days; the Gashi dirt road is expected to be [-] days; Construction, let’s talk about it when the new Xiangyi Quackape arrives...

"What? Looks troubled."

A familiar voice came from her mind, which calmed Lingxue's confused heart a little. She looked up and searched around, and soon found the void floating towards her. She naturally put away the leather scroll on the stone platform, A smile reappeared on his face.

"It's nothing, it's just that the compilation has just been completed, and I'm still not used to it."

"Take your time, you've done a good job, don't be too tired."

Hearing Kong Huan's comfort and acknowledgment, Lingxue felt a sense of satisfaction in her heart, but then felt a little lost: "Kong Huan, do you really want to leave?"

"Yeah, after all, I have to find other people of the same kind. Can't we live a good life and leave them alone, can't we? I'm the big boss, so I need to be responsible for everyone."

Seeing Lingxue's disappointed expression, Kong Huan felt sorry in his heart, but also satisfied.What he has done has been recognized, and he also has someone who cares about him, which is already the most satisfying thing for Kong Huan.

"So, I can't just think about myself, or I should also think about myself in the long run."

"Will you come back?"

Lingxue's look of anticipation made Kong Huan tremble inwardly.

"Of course, the Gashan tribe is my home."

Smiling, he looked at the leader in front of him. If calculated according to Xiangyi Quackape's biological age, he must be close to middle age.Recalling the original group of members, they crawled out of the eggshell together with Gaga, and then sang to each other to celebrate their respective births.

But now, most of them have dissipated into nature.

Lingxue and the others are undoubtedly lucky, but more is due to their own hard work.Otherwise, she would not have become Xiangyi Quackape, let alone gain the approval of Void and become the leader of the Gashan tribe.

"Well, the development of this tribe will be completely entrusted to you in the future, and I still have great confidence in you."

"It's okay at ordinary times, so let the flying-wing quack apes fly far away. If you can find scattered ones of the same kind, bring them back if you can. If you can't bring them back, don't force them. Let the priests go and teach them how to live better. it is good;"

"If you find an enemy, destroy it if you can. If you can't destroy it temporarily, you must find a way to defend it. At the same time, ask for help from other tribes to try to eliminate these enemies."

"understood."

Satisfied with all of Kong Hua's nagging, Lingxue playfully dangled her tentacles in Kong Hua's consciousness, and said with genuine concern as if complaining.

"Didn't you notice the empty fantasy, have you been very talkative lately? It's just like those mother apes who gave birth to their babies to their babies."

"..." Seeing the tentacles swaying, there was a sound of some crabs in the void, and the body immediately became unnatural.

"Okay, okay, let's go, the sacrifice is about to begin." Seeing Kong Huan's embarrassing expression, Lingxue grimaced, then turned and ran towards the tribe.

Seeing Xiao Lingyun calling everyone to gather, Konghuan smiled at Lingxue who ran away, and disappeared without a trace after a while.

For this sacrifice, for the sake of safety, Kong Huan will stay on the outskirts of Gaga Mountain, and everything for the sacrifice will be entirely up to Chu Jie and the others.

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The sound is also a kind of vibration. When Kong Huan recalled the human world recently, he remembered a kind of spy equipment.

It irradiates the laser light on the glass of the house. When the target speaks in the room, the glass will also produce extremely weak vibrations, and these vibrations can make the laser irradiated on it produce slight vibrations when reflected, and By analyzing these jitters, receiving equipment thousands of meters away can restore them to sound.

How amazing!
But emptiness doesn't want to make lasers, but to make that piece of glass.As for the analysis system, with the previous experience in analyzing mood swings, coupled with the systematic organization and strong memory of Void Fantasy's current consciousness, it is not too difficult.

Because the conscious body does not have other perceptions such as hearing except for the simulated vision produced by conscious perception, after recalling the principle of this device, Kong Huan arranged a thin piece of mental power outside the body, by sensing sound in a relatively ideal environment The resulting air vibrations, collected the vibration patterns caused by various pronunciations, and then communicated with Lingxue and the others to continuously improve and compile a pronunciation table.

In fact, this is just because of the loss of the body and the lack of the brain's ability to passively analyze hearing, Kong Huan took the initiative to use mental power to replace the eardrums on the conscious body, and subjective thinking to replace the passive analysis of the brain. System only.

But this is simple to say, but it is a big project. It can only be accumulated slowly at ordinary times, and is constantly being used. This kind of active behavior can be transformed into an instinctive behavior that does not require table lookup and translation, just like the current communication between the conscious body. It is impossible to achieve achievements in just a few days or ten days.

Therefore, until now, Konghuan can only distinguish a small amount of natural sounds and some single tones. It is estimated that it will take a few years to have basic simulated hearing.

At this moment, Kong Huan was floating on the outskirts of Gaga Mountain, watching the ant-sized quack apes gather on the square, singing along with the winged quack apes circling around the temple and the square.

Simple but sacred music, produced from the bottom to the top of the tribe, and then spread out.

"I didn't expect us to have the prescient reputation to say that this song happens to be composed of countless single notes. It's really nice."

In order to prevent any possible interference with Chu Jie's succession altar, Kong Huan brought all the dead souls to his side, and restrained his mental energy from exploring the temple.Therefore, in addition to the simulated vision of consciousness, the current illusory can only use the pseudo-auditory that was just thought of not long ago.

Slowly silent in this short-term unity of collective consciousness, Kong Huan closed his eyes and savored the charm.

No matter how ordinary the song is, when all the apes are doing the same thing at the same time, it is no longer ordinary, full of the appeal of collective will.

However, the two dead souls of priests and dozens of dead souls of quack ape floating beside Kong Huan at this time were not so lucky.

Standing in mid-air, looking at each other, a group of quack apes could only communicate with each other with their limbs, while the two dead priests watched and closed their eyes, as if listening to the illusion, connecting their spiritual power to each other.

"Can Konghuan hear voices?"

"Should be able to, maybe at the level of Kong Huan, you can hear the sound," the priest glanced at Kong Huan with uncertainty, and then continued to look at the tribe.

At this moment, the atmosphere seemed to have reached a feverish level, and all the quack apes even moved in unison.

Seeing this scene, the priest couldn't help but said with emotion: "I was in it when I was in the sacrifice before, and I felt very... um, mighty? No, powerful? Not..."

"Satisfied or comfortable."

"Well... almost, I just took it for granted before," the priest waved his wings, and there was a trace of desire in his eyes: "But now I look at it from a distance, but I really want to join it. After this time, we will I left with Kong Huan, and I don't know when I'll be back, and I can't see this kind of satisfied sacrifice when I go outside."

"Stupid, you can sacrifice outside." The priest with a slightly reddish consciousness gave a flirty glance at the companion beside him: "Listen to Kong Huan, we just want to gather more of the same kind and let them Live the life of the Xianggashan tribe. Since it is like the Gashan tribe, isn’t it natural to hold sacrifices? If we work harder, we might be able to become the patron saint like Chu Jie did.”

"But my energy core has been fused by Chu Jie..."

"Hey, you. Since Chu Jie can fuse your core, why can't we fuse the cores of other Flying Wing Quack Apes?"

Looking contemptuously at his companions beside him, the priest narrowed his eyes slightly, obviously beginning to look forward to the future strength of his fusion core: "When I become as powerful as Xiang Chujie, I will fuse one...two, No, it's three energy cores. At that time, Space Magic will definitely let me be the patron saint of a tribe, which must be more satisfying than the High Priest of Lingyun."

"I don't have such a big pursuit. I just want to become the high priest. One more energy core is enough. Besides, if we fuse one, won't there be a flying-wing quack ape dead soul without a core?" The priest was a little worried His expression fell into the eyes of the slightly red priest, which immediately aroused the priest's dissatisfaction.

"You, what is there to worry about? Not all flying-wing quack apes have the protection of Konghuan or priests, and they can keep the dead souls as smoothly as we do. According to Konghuan, there are many of our kind outside, and the energy core is there I can’t find it.” The reddish priestess stretched out her wings and patted the male priest’s head in front of her like a child who couldn’t live up to expectations.

"Where can't I find it?"

The sacrificial singing session was over, and listening to the conversation between the two souls of the priests who were under the protection of their spiritual power, in the empty space not far away, he sighed insignificantly.

The dead soul of the priestess, who is quite Chujie and strong, is another flying-wing quack ape from the original southern lair, named Lingyue. I don’t know if it was covered in the blood of flying dinosaurs before death. This priestess looks like she was killed The scythe-like dead soul burned to death was quite peculiar, with a faint red light all over its body.

And the dead soul of the male priest was Chu Dian children's shoes with a very low sense of existence, another dead member of the quack team. Of course, this is not counting the poor priest who dissipated because of the illusion and the priests were too late.

At this time, Konghuan's consciousness felt an invisible wave spreading out from the main hall of the temple, gradually enveloping the entire temple. Konghuan knew that Chu Jie had succeeded.

"Let's go, Chu Dian and Lingyue, if you really want to become the patron saints like Chu Jie, you must find your own goals of existence, just like Chu Jie's pursuit of strength to protect everyone's lives, and then you must be unwavering continue, otherwise..."

Looking at the two priests who immediately calmed down, Kong Huan smiled slightly: "Relax, even if you can't find it, it's just that you can't act independently like now, and you can only look at others with hot eyes. Of course, in theory, it should be It won't go away."

"Uh, it's so cold." Lingyue folded her wings and tapped on Chu Dian beside her. Seeing that the other party was also full of black lines, and even looked a little timid, she immediately felt comfortable physically and mentally. Same, not even as good as me, nice."

"Let's go, what's there to be afraid of? Didn't you hear that Kong Huan was comforting us?" Seeing that Kong Huan had already drifted towards the tribe, Lingyue slapped Chu Dian heavily on the back of the head again, and then grabbed the opponent's tentacles and pulled them forward.

Although both of them are protected by Kong Huan's spiritual power, with the support of Kong Huan's powerful spiritual power, these dead souls still have dozens of square meters of activity space, which is considered a benefit for them to protect the tribe with their lives. It's just easy work.

"No, I don't know if the tentacles of the conscious body will grow if they are broken. The watch is pulled!"

"Cut, don't worry. Didn't the empty illusion say that the shape of the conscious body, theoretically, is what one's subconscious agrees with, so even if it's broken, theoretically, as long as you think about it, you will be able to see it again soon." It's grown out."

Happily clutching the tentacles in her hand, Lingyue obviously has no intention of letting go.

"But my right hand still hasn't grown out." Speaking of this, Chu Dian shook his palmless right hand. Countless years of life have made him used to and recognized the current appearance, and it is not easy to change his subconscious mind.

"That's because you're stupid!" Lingyue obviously spoke without back pain, and continued to attack Chu Dian [Yuanmu] without hesitation.

"..."

(End of this chapter)