"Stimulants, stimulants, elation potions, spiritual transformation potions, genius potions... From a long time ago, alchemists have been researching ways to reconcile themselves with this garbage reality that has no user experience at all."
"But generally speaking, even if magicians are willing to swallow their anger, the reality will only get worse. The miracle drugs they develop are either extremely difficult to use and can only be used by the magician himself; or they exist that even medical magicians cannot solve.
The strong toxicity will cause brain damage."
"So, is there an alchemical potion that is non-toxic, can be produced on a large scale, and can benefit everyone?"
"It really does." An Nan spread his hands: "The special pheromone extracted from Mermaid Houttuynia cordata is an absolutely safe joyful ingredient. It is non-toxic and has no physiological addiction. It will have no side effects no matter how high the dose is. Therefore, the Mermaid
Various medicines prepared from Xingcao were suddenly spread throughout the country, such as the cat grass cigarette in your hand, Mr. Harvey."
"How could there be such a convenient creation?" Igula frowned and asked: "This kind of miraculous plant that seems to be a fantasy does not exist in the Blood Moon Kingdom."
The purple moth smiled and said: "Of course it is impossible, because it is a miraculous plant cultivated under the guidance of the Gospel, and it is a unique native species of the Gospel country."
The three of them were stunned. Gospel?
This is actually a matter of course. As the gospel can answer all questions, how could it not be used in the field of scientific research? Especially in this kind of experimental science, having the guidance of the gospel is simply getting twice the result with half the effort.
Before each experiment, you can use the Gospel to eliminate all hidden dangers; when encountering a bottleneck, open the Gospel and ask to know what to do next; if you find an unknown ingredient, ask the Gospel what is the use of it... Compared with the magic faction
, Basic science is the biggest beneficiary of the gospel. I am afraid that in these more than a thousand years, the basic science of the gospel kingdom has not stagnated for a day!
But at the same time this also means a problem...
Igulla frowned and asked: "Don't the Gospels prevent the production of joyful drugs?"
"Because it's not as serious as you think." An Nan said lightly: "In fact, the highest level of happiness potion that ordinary people can buy is the cat grass cigarette in Harvey's hand, and the cat grass cigarette has special ingredients added to it.
It increases the user's disgust. Even the strongest orc can only smoke one pack a day at most, which has not yet reached the level of raising the threshold."
"Most happy medicines are only sold to corporate companies. For example, "Rosemary" is matched with central air conditioning, which can effectively increase the work efficiency of the entire company's employees; for example, "Fourteen Spice" is specially used in the catering industry, which can make diners happy.
A better experience while eating…”
"There is nothing that is only harmful but not beneficial. What's more, the elixir of joy is the 'holy blood' pursued by alchemists. How can the magicians abandon it? As long as it is used in a planned and moderate manner, the elixir of joy is beneficial to society.
,and……"
"You still have the Gospel." Ashi said: "As long as the Gospel helps regulate it, the harm of the joy potion can be reduced to almost zero."
"The same is true for the joyful potion, and the same is true for the beauty mist." An Nan said: "The processed beauty mist can become nutrients for the city, and the magician naturally also considers whether the city will survive. Through the guidance of the gospel and his own exploration, Vatican
The magicians of Mula found a perfect way to reincarnate the family in the dream system."
The purple moth looked at the fraudster: "Mr. Bojin, as a psychic, you should know that some miracles can directly absorb the target's positive emotions, right?"
"Absorbing positive emotions and increasing negative emotions is a common assassination method used by psychics." Igula said: "If the target happens to encounter a relatively large setback, it can even be induced to commit suicide."
"Thank you for your answer." An Nan nodded slightly: "In the world of magicians, positive emotions can be regarded as a resource. It can even be said that people without such resources will quickly collapse mentally."
"But if you have too many resources, you will drown yourself. The current situation in Van Mula is that everyone has excess emotional resources, so the solution is obvious."
"Collect positive emotions...?" Igula said with confusion on his face: "But I won't mention what means you use to collect it, but leveraging emotions requires going deep into the soul. You can't sneak into other people's hearts like me, right?
It can only be that the whole city takes the initiative to expose their souls, just like opening the door of a house at night so that everyone can see the situation inside... This is a greater risk than taking naked body!"
"Of course not between strangers."
An Nan leaned against the wall and said leisurely: "But what if it's a relative?"
"Mothers bring their sons, daughters bring their grandsons, sisters bring their nephews, brothers bring their nephews... With blood as the bond and family as the fortress, everyone happily integrates into the collective, hands over happiness, and lowers the threshold."
"Blood identity is a really interesting concept. When it is strong enough, personal will will be suppressed to the extreme."
"This was originally just a whimsical idea, but after hundreds of years of in-depth development, countless magicians added their bricks and mortar, and they weaved the happy moods of countless tribesmen into layers of dreams, and finally turned it into an indescribable bloodline miracle."
"When people close their eyes, they can fall into a dream at any time. In the dream, there is a fantasy world woven with countless happy emotions."
"When you like to be quiet, dreams will carve out your own little world for you; when you want to find someone to share and talk to, the tribesmen who want to listen will meet you; when you want to get answers, the wise tribesmen will be under the tree.
Waiting for you; when you want to have a vigorous love, maybe the next person will collide with you and spark the spark of love."
"And all your actions will consume your positive emotions. When the emotions are exhausted, you will naturally leave the dream and return to reality."
"In the process of your consumption, you will gradually develop faith in this merchant. You will mistakenly think that you are happy because of your family and happy because of love. All your good memories will be marked with "love and family"
With the imprint of you, you will give up your small self and entrust your spirit to your great family."
"The chronic diseases caused by the beauty mist will soon disappear, because you have a more terrifying cancer: family love."
"Wait!" Ya Xiu said in surprise: "Doesn't the dream of reincarnation sound like this?"
"It's very similar to the virtual realm." An Nan smiled and said: "I haven't finished yet. In the spiritual faction, according to the amount of information stored, from small to large they are 'thoughts', 'will' and 'emotions'.
"
"Thoughts are just a small piece of memory, while will is a strongly directional memory group composed of multiple thoughts. As for emotions, they are the accidental product of the collision between will and memory."
"Even if the positive emotions here are all catalyzed by Beauty Mist, which is the lowest emotion, it contains a lot of information after all. When people actively integrate into the dreams woven by these emotions, what do you think will happen?"
"Memory fragments from the past will be absorbed and digested by current people..." Harvey shook his head: "Disgusting."
An Nan nodded: "Yes, in the dream, if you are lucky enough or unlucky enough, you may resonate with other memory fragments and absorb the knowledge and emotions inside. As for digestion... hmm, it's hard to say who digested whom.
"
"A pure-blooded political animal like Qinna is not a twisted species that can be shaped by reality at all. I suspect that she has inherited the dirtiest essence of the past dozen Sennheiser family heads to be able to exude that kind of energy from her hair to her nails.
It smells like a moldy spirit that has expired.”
Beauty Mist, family reincarnation dream system... Ashiu and others felt like they had been slapped in the face, their brains were filled with so much information that it was almost unbearable.
Isn’t this an exaggerated setting that can be used as the main stage of the new volume? Is it too much to make the sub-stage of Vanmula so bizarre?
And the beauty mist is just that, but in order to overcome the beauty mist, he actually created a family reincarnation dream... It sounds like he invented a material conversion machine that turns shit into fried beef just to eat a bite of shit.
After all, the family's reincarnation dream is much more important than the Beauty Mist. It is equivalent to creating a small virtual realm that is responsible for the inheritance of knowledge. When the reincarnation dream continues to expand and absorbs enough emotional nutrition, it may really become the family's exclusive virtual realm.
"Actually, it's not as good as the lady said." Ban Ji said: "There is such a thing as "knowledge reincarnation", but it doesn't happen once a year. Most people regard reincarnation dreams as a place of leisure and entertainment. By the way,
Release the excess happiness.”
The young steward explained: "The most powerful part of the family reincarnation dream is not reincarnation, but the family. All clan members who join the same dream, even if they have never met each other, will gradually deepen their blood ties and subconscious impressions, and finally
Forming an almost intuitive blood identity.”
"You must be wondering why we were surrounded by everyone when we were walking on the street just now, right? Because except for us, everyone else is from the 'same family', and they will feel close to each other when they look at each other, even if they don't know their names
, but they also know that they are family members who can be honest with each other."
Ash and the others immediately understood that what they had just done walking on the street was equivalent to breaking into someone else's private family dinner to poop and pee. It was strange that no one was watching.
"That is to say,"
Igulla, who is in charge of "Smartness first, driving intelligence later", concluded: "Beauty Fog brings endless joy to the citizens of the city, so the work efficiency, residents' satisfaction, and the level of public security are the best."
"But in order to prevent happiness from ruining the spirit of the citizens, the magicians created the family reincarnation dream, allowing the citizens to invest their excess happiness in the dream. After hundreds of years of growth, the dream and the magician family have completely occupied
Fanwu pulls this city."
"Almost everyone who lives here must join this operating system, and outsiders will be accurately identified by locals."
"The beauty mist catalyzes happy citizens, the beauty mist breeds huge families, and the beauty mist allows Van Mula to isolate the gospel country."
"It's summed up very well." An Nan said, "There are basically no omissions."
The fraudster was silent for a moment: "...So why do we come to this magical cave that eats people but doesn't spit out bones?"
"Wait a minute." Ya Xiu raised his hand: "Don't you discuss why the reincarnation dream is so similar to the virtual realm? Is it the virtual realm?"
"Some magicians have long proposed that the virtual world is a grand dream woven by all living beings. This is basically a well-known guess but no one can confirm it." Igula waved his hand in disgust: "Adults speak, children are not allowed to speak.
!”
Liz stretched out her hand to cover her father's mouth, and Ash hit his daughter on the head.
"For outsiders, Fan Mula is indeed quite dangerous." Panji said, "But Miss is not a outsider."
Everyone looked at An Nan. The corner of An Nan's mouth twitched, as if she had eaten a cockroach in her mouth. After a moment of silence, she admitted in a very reluctant tone: "I lived in Fanmula for a period of time when I was a child."
