Chapter 3323 The Trial Of The Fool (One Hundred and Twenty Six)
Chapter 3323 The Trial of the Great Fool (One Hundred and Twenty Six)
The next morning, Elaine woke up early.
He had been having nightmares last night, dreaming of a huge light falling from the sky and destroying the entire world.
Then there were many little soul-like things in that destroyed world, crying and calling, not wanting to dissipate, and praying for a place to stay.
Elaine, who has struggled to find a place to live her whole life, can understand the pain.
So he subconsciously waved to those little balls of light, opened his arms to them, and told them to "come here."
Then those little spirits swarmed around him. They swirled, danced, and played around him. Elaine could hear the voices of many children, and occasionally the voices of older children, but there seemed to be none.
An adult in the true sense of the word.
Elaine seems to have heard somewhere before that the light soul generally disappears when people grow up, and consciousness is maintained by the brain. Those who have lost the light soul are called "dead people", and after the body dies, they will
It can't be saved either.
Elaine cannot save everyone. What he can save is the souls of those who can be saved.
Even so, he thought it would be better to save just one more person.
Those small light balls gradually gathered on him, and then merged with his body. The feeling of fusion was a bit uncomfortable, as if a foreign object was invading his body, tearing apart his soul and tearing apart his absolute realm. However, that
The feeling was quite warm, so he always gritted his teeth and endured it.
If there are more people who need to be saved, he will probably continue to bear it until he can no longer bear it.
Then he suddenly saw himself. That self was not himself. His body was black, as if it had been roasted by fire.
Wait, where is he? Is this Atlantis?
He thought for a moment, then suddenly turned around and saw a huge fireball behind him.
Bonfire. The initial furnace. Elaine the Fire King, Elaine the Black.
These strange concepts suddenly emerged in his mind, telling him some information that he shouldn't know.
"Ah, you guy, are you peeking at me?" Elaine suddenly spoke herself, but in another voice, much lower and hoarse.
Black Elaine said to herself: "You are not qualified to be here. Now, get out."
Just as he was saying this, Elaine's dream also ended.
The first thing he saw after opening his eyes was Bailey sleeping soundly beside him. The little fox's body was warm and soft, making people want to pinch it or even bite it.
"What are you doing, big brother?" Bailey opened his eyes dimly: "Why are you biting my ear? It's so itchy."
"Hug, I'm sorry, I couldn't hold it back..." Elaine let go.
"Oh, my ears are stuck with big brother's saliva! It's so good." Bailey complained.
"Hug, I'm sorry..."
"So, what do I taste like?" the little fox asked jokingly.
"Hmm... lemon, lemon? No, lemongrass?" Elaine replied. The scent was like lemon with a hint of grass, which was somewhat similar to the so-called lemongrass. Thinking of it, Leo seemed to have a similar smell.
, although very light. Sure enough, like father, like son?
"And the eldest brother is Vanilla, the big walking ice cream, hehehe." Bailey laughed and bit Elaine's neck.
"Stop, stop making trouble, get up." The white bear man couldn't do anything to the little fox, so he got up from the bed, carried Bailey and walked outside the tent.
He was originally a little worried about the sick Queeg, and wanted to go over to check on Queeg, but he didn't expect that the leopard actually got up earlier than them, and was already cooking a pot of oatmeal and peeling potato slices to prepare breakfast.
"You, why don't you lie down?!" Elaine, who turned back into a white lion boy, said in surprise: "Chickenpox, are you healed?"
"Okay." Queeg stopped what he was doing and raised his right arm to show off his muscles (although this guy has no muscles), "He is full of energy."
This guy recovered so quickly. Elaine walked over and brushed the hair on Queeg's shoulders with suspicion to see the chicken pox hidden underneath. As a result, the chicken pox really disappeared, leaving only shriveled acne boils. Queeg's chicken pox was still there
It really healed. It was ridiculous to be able to recover in one night.
It usually takes a week for a child to recover from chickenpox, and about two or three days for an orc child. When an adult gets chickenpox, the symptoms will be much more severe, and in the worst case, it may be life-threatening. Elaine originally expected that Queeg would have to lie down for at least two or three days.
Oh my god, he had to be treated with a lot of antibiotics to survive this acute illness. Unexpectedly, he was cured with just one injection and lying down for one night.
Is it because of the right antibiotics? Is it because Acyclovir is too powerful, or is it because Queeg himself is too tenacious? Strictly speaking, Acyclovir is not even an antibiotic, but an antiviral agent, because Elaine doesn’t
Dare to use antibiotics that are too powerful...
Forget it, as long as Queeg is better, it will be fine.
"You, you should rest." Elaine wondered: "Let's make breakfast. Anyway, we can't let people who have just recovered from a serious illness cook for us."
"But, I'm very energetic." The leopard said, "I've slept all night and want to move my body."
"Go, go for a run, aren't you a leopard?"
"No." Queeg said with a straight face, "I'm all sweaty and I need to take a shower again!"
Elaine covered her face. So how much does Queeg hate bathing?
However, since the chickenpox scars on his body have not gone away, he really shouldn’t touch hot water. Maybe he should wait for the chickenpox scars to fall off naturally before taking a bath...
"By the way, eat this." Queeg handed over a bowl of creamy yellow paste with small black particles on it. The paste seemed to be mashed potatoes, and the black particles exuded an attractive irritation.
The aroma should be of fine black pepper.
"Anyway, it doesn't taste good anyway." Elaine complained.
"Anyway, give it a try," Queeg insisted.
So Elaine reluctantly scooped up a spoonful and put it into her mouth.
The mashed potatoes are indeed tasteless. But the original mashed potatoes have no taste, they are all bland food. Elaine can smell the strong butter smell and the refreshing pepper aroma.
Then... something spread on the tip of his tongue. The white lion boy's pupils began to dilate.
"Huh?"
Can you taste it?
——Spiciness. The slight spiciness brought by pepper appropriately stimulated his taste buds and awakened his originally sleeping taste.
tasty!
"Suddenly, I can taste it suddenly? But why?" Elaine exclaimed.
"That's because spiciness is not a sense of taste, but a sense of pain." The little fox was tasting the same pepper mashed potatoes and whispered: "Big brother, can you taste the salty and sweet taste?"
That being said, you really can't taste it.
Strictly speaking, "spiciness" is not a part of taste. It is just a temporary pain left on the tip of the tongue when spicy substances damage the mouth and tongue. Without the assistance of the aroma of food, spiciness is just a pain.
People with completely disabled noses cannot taste the difference between the spiciness of ginger and the spiciness of pepper.
Elaine can enjoy the spiciness of pepper because he tasted pepper before before losing his sense of taste, and then deeply remembered the flavor. Now he is also eating pepper, although most of his sense of taste has failed.
The taste of pepper in his memory was awakened, and combined with the spicy taste and aroma he smelt, he recreated the taste in his memory.
This is the little magic played by Queeg. It is a little trick that allows Elaine, who has no sense of taste, to simply taste the taste of food.
"You, you did this just for me?" the white lion boy asked with a blushing face.
"Hehe." Queeg didn't answer directly, but just smiled. Maybe he thought it was no big deal.
However, Elaine can only enjoy the taste of eating through pain, which is quite sad.
...it would be better not to delve into this matter further.
"Hey, where is Edmund?" Elaine asked again.
"Exercising," Queeg replied shortly, pointing across the room.
It was early in the morning, and the Blood Lion was there with his upper body naked, doing palm presses, and looking like he was working hard to exercise the muscles of his upper limbs.
Unless you are someone who particularly likes to exercise, it is almost meaningless for orcs to exercise muscles. The muscle fibers of orcs are inherently better than humans, and a small amount of muscle can exert a lot of force. And even if you don't exercise, the muscles on orcs will maintain their strength.
At a minimum amount, there will be no muscle atrophy.
In fact, most orcs are thinner than human adults under the same conditions, but they are covered with a layer of animal hair, which makes them look about the same as adults under the same conditions. If you take into account the
With all their hair shaved off, most of the orcs should be thin.
Elaine walked over and watched Edmund doing physical exercises that were almost in vain, and asked curiously: "You, you work very hard. Do you want to become a bodybuilder?"
"It's nothing, Your Highness." Edmund did not stop pressing his palms, and replied without blushing or out of breath: "I just want to sweat all over and discharge the metabolic waste from the body. By the way, by moving the body, the body and mind can be relaxed."
Unify."
"Body, body and mind are unified?"
"When I transform into a monster, my state is not very stable. If I transform for a long time, I will lose myself. There is a certain animal nature in the monster, which can easily erode my humanity. So it is useful to keep my human form like this and move my body a lot.
It's good." Edmund said.
"I see, that's it." Elaine has never transformed into a Warcraft. All his transformations are based on orcs, including human transformations. But he also remembers when he transformed into a specific orc,
Personality will change. For example, when he becomes a white shark, his temper will become more violent. Edmund, who can transform into a monster, may suffer more serious mental erosion.
So although Edmund's transformation ability seems to be very powerful, it actually has weaknesses.
Of course, if Edmund gets dragon blood and becomes a dragon, there will be almost no weaknesses. After all, real dragons are different from dragon beasts and have high intelligence that is not inferior to humans. Dragons also generally have bad tempers.
.
"Huh." After about three hundred palm pressures, Edmund stopped and wiped his sweat with a towel: "Well, I want to take a bath."
"I, I also want to wash. Go to the lotus pond in the center of the city to wash?" Elaine suggested: "Then, the water over there is running water, so there is no need to consume our fresh water reserves."
"A cold shower?"
"Don't always think about the luxury of taking a hot bath." Elaine complained. Although he could indeed heat the water in the pool, considering that there were lotus flowers growing in the pool, it would be unreasonable to harm those plants just for them to take a bath.
Great.
"That's right. Let's go then." Edmund took some changes of clothes and followed Elaine.
"Breakfast will be ready in ten minutes. Don't wash it for too long." Bailey said while stirring the big pot.