Instead, this "special spice" was distributed throughout the city.
There is good news here, that is, Fufu does not know where they are teleported. This means that Fufu's research on them is not thorough... For a battle of this level, lack of intelligence equals an inherent failure.
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The bad news is that Fufu has resorted to any means to fight against Annan.
Poisoning on this scale is just to preemptively block the city and block the teleported Annan and players, and this is done when he doesn't even know whether this thing is effective!
Even gold level players were poisoned.
How could the residents who originally lived in this city be spared?
"Boss," Si Anqi was the first to approach Annan and said seriously, "I may know what this poison is used for.
"I just tried it... We can't teleport away now. And here, we can't open the forum."
"……Yeah."
Annan's heart moved.
He tried to open the forum, but failed. It was like he was in a nightmare.
Immediately afterwards, Annan tried to turn into a stream of light.
But just when his body became as clear as glass and before it turned into light, Annan suddenly felt an inexplicable sense of crisis and he immediately changed back.
"It seems like it's not just transmission that's prohibited."
Annan sighed: "Even the elemental forms are banned."
"It is estimated that after we become apostles, our ability to teleport at will will also be sealed."
Longjing Cha on the side continued.
Dove, who was in cat form, spoke human words and consoled her: "Fufu already knows that we can teleport, and this level of arrangement is to be expected."
"I was just thinking..."
Lin Yiyi suddenly said: "Since our teleportation and our forum have been sealed...are we unable to be resurrected after death?"
As soon as she said this, there was silence for a moment.
"It's not a big problem. Even if you will temporarily lose the ability to resurrect, the rubbings of your souls are still stored in my body... As long as I don't die, at least your 'account' will not be deleted."
Annan spoke at this time.
Shi Sanxiang continued: "In other words, there may be [limited rebirth]. We must be prepared that we cannot be resurrected indefinitely here."
Husky complained: "Then it was followed by 'your light energy has dissipated', right..."
"This is normal."
Citalopram nodded and analyzed carefully: "Fufu knows that we can teleport at will and can be reborn infinitely. Even this infinite rebirth is Fufu's authority. It is completely expected that he will restrict this.
"I remember Nier had made something similar before, the 'Hermes Poison Dust', which could give us a temporary title. As a god, it is reasonable for Fufu to make a more advanced version."
Longjingcha added: "I even feel that we may not be able to go offline anymore...or maybe we won't be able to go online after we go offline. Just in case, don't try it yet."
Jiu'er looked towards the center of the city: "If nothing else, the poisonous mist should be blown directly throughout the city through the 'fresh air system' in the center of the city. It's like dripping aromatherapy essential oil into a humidifier.
Just like making water aromatherapy.
"It doesn't look like a poisonous gas with great lethality, but it can block our abilities. So this is probably similar to the 'Hermes Poisonous Dust', maybe the 'Corruption's Poisonous Gas', 'Corruption'
Husband's Aromatherapy Oil' and stuff like that."
Players have received relevant information from the Sporadic Mill before.
The original form of the underground city was a two-story building like a round cake, which was the so-called stronghold room.
Because when the population is small, the air is actually quite sufficient. When Annan was in the "Gemini" nightmare, he went to the coal barrens more than ten years ago.
In the Coal Barrens at that time, there was no wind and the ambient light was very dim.
That's because the ritual-based fresh air system has not yet been built, and the light ant layer is not thick enough. If the city is to be officially established, the first thing to do is to insert a new air system in the middle of the city that can be replaced within a certain range around it.
Fresh air device.
After that, the area can be considered a "city".
Of course, the "fresh air system" in the above-ground world extracts air from the outside and then purifies it. However, such conditions are not met underground.
Even if there are plants that can produce oxygen, it is impossible to supply that level of oxygen to so many people. Therefore, they cannot just achieve the level of "gas exchange".
After all, there is a barrier between the ground and the underground.
This barrier is used to cut off the fog, and naturally it can also cut off the air. People in this era are far from studying the composition of air, let alone creating an oxygen production device that can easily be supplied to the entire city.
This is actually a complex ritual device invented by the mysterious lady herself, which can "continuously produce usable gas with a suitable temperature and easy to breathe, and spread it throughout the surrounding adjacent spaces."
Although we still don't know how the principle is done, the wise men have at least learned the craft of making this device.
But this device also has a drawback.
That is, it does not actually make the air fresher, but only produces new usable gases.
This is also the source of the "strange smell" that people above ground always smell after entering underground cities.
It's like entering a closed factory. Even if the air conditioner is always on and the exhaust equipment is running at full capacity, there will always be a lingering strange smell in the air. And in different types of factories, that smell will also
Subtle differences.
In the underground city, there has always been a similar smell and it is even stronger.
Once an underground city is filled with poisonous smog or gray smog, that device alone is far from enough to make the air fresh and clean again, because it does not even have a ventilation function.
At the same time, it may also be exploited in reverse
In the past, a Black Widow believer poisoned the fresh air device. As a result, the poisonous gas spread throughout the city, and in the end, even the poisoned believer himself could not escape.
Since then, the opening of the device has been blocked.
Ordinary people cannot operate it at all, and even if it is dismantled, they cannot poison it.
"The situation Jiu'er mentioned is completely possible."
Annan agreed.
Because Annan still remembers... Fu Fu was once a very outstanding alchemist.
And he is able to satisfy the "Supreme Crown". At a certain period, he was the strongest alchemist in the world.
Although the wise men of the underground city were unable to successfully dismantle this ritual device, it might not be impossible if the rotten man just wanted to distort its function.
Those technical encryption methods set up by wise men will probably not be able to stop rotten people.
Soon some players flew to the center of the city to take a look.
I discovered that the "huge air purifier" that looked like a telegraph pole was blowing a pink wind outwards.
This guess should be almost certain.
But they, especially the "wandering child" who took the lead, were so bold and brave that they dared to get up close and smell it.
Fortunately, we had this decision.
They immediately got the exact opposite answer
The child's body suddenly froze.
He shouted: "Don't come here!
"This is not the same scent!"
The body of the wandering child who had advanced to the gold level suddenly withered and blossomed into white roses with a slight pink edge.
After the pink and white rose appeared on his body, his body gradually became stiff and wooden.
He didn't die.
Instead, it twisted in place and turned into a "rose bush". And because its roots did not touch the ground, it quickly withered...
Immediately afterwards, these petals dispersed like living creatures.
Even to this extent, the child still did not die and remained "immortal".
It's just that his life was "decomposed" into many pieces.
Every petal is a part of him.
At this moment, Annan suddenly realized.
What exactly is there in this city...
In other words, because Fufu is proficient in making plant essential oils, Annan subconsciously did not think in that direction.
In every corner of the city, there are some fresh or dried rose petals scattered.
Some are dark red, some are white, some are purple, some are blue, some are yellow...
It was like a romantic rain of roses, with petals scattered all over the place.
"Is this the...'plant essential oil' you made?"
"exactly."
Fufu's gentle voice sounded not far away: "It's a pity. If you had done it yourself and checked the ritual device... the matter should be over by now."
He appeared from around the corner, wrapped in the scent of fragrance.
Fufu is still wearing the pure white silk robe and the white ivory crown with five pointed corners on his head.
The one-meter-long white gauze on both sides of the crown, like ears and wings, hangs down from the ears and floats behind him. The silver mask covers the upper half of his face, while the lower half always maintains a mysterious smile.
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He opened his arms to Annan from a distance, as if he wanted to embrace Annan.
Fufu walked barefoot on the ground. Every time he took a step, flowers of various colors bloomed on the ground.
Beside Him, countless petals surrounded Him as if they were alive, flying and floating. With his appearance, petals rained from the sky, and a complex and rich fragrance floated in the air.
Fufu stretched out his right hand gracefully, and a pink petal rested on the tip of his white and slender index finger.
The next moment, it turned into a pink butterfly, swaying its wings and flew away. While flying hard, it shattered into glowing foam in the air, leaving a gorgeous pink trail.
It was such a beautiful, romantic picture like a dream.
What if Annan didn't know the nature of those petals?