strictlysupreme Chapter 87 It Came to the City
Chapter 87 It Came to the City
Immersed in the pool of blood, the three demons couldn't wait to press the medium.
This medium is not for predation, but only serves a monitoring function.
Of course, they'll also try to sneak a bite.
The White Bone Demon went to mooch off her good neighbor and, while she was at it, installed a medium for him. She then went around and discovered another medium she had never seen before.
The power of this medium was somewhat beyond the White Bone Demon's expectations; it was even stronger than the three strange musical pieces left behind.
Before the three demons arrived, the White Bone Demon activated the medium, absorbed a small portion of the yang energy, and then ran away.
After half an hour.
The Three Ghosts are back, and the group chat is buzzing with excitement.
Yanran: "I pressed six."
Bodhisattva: "I have seven."
Old Wangba: "Eight is auspicious, so Uncle Ba pressed eight."
Gu Bai: "Wait, are there really so many media here?"
All told, there are only three media. How did they manage to install so many?
Yanran: "Of course, it's six for each medium."
Bodhisattva and Old Turtle: "Absolutely, the more the better."
White Bone Demon: "..."
I was being honest; I only pressed one.
These aren't just three media; they're three walking, all-seeing cameras.
Yanran: "You know what, with them around, we can eat a few more bites, since they can take the blame anyway."
Bodhisattva: "Yes, they definitely won't be able to find us. Even if there's a problem, it's their doing."
Old turtle: "Then let's eat it all up, clean it all?"
Gu Qingyi, Yang Xi, and Gu Bai: "Be careful. If you alert them, you won't get to eat them."
Yanran: "Don't worry, we'll just take advantage of them. They're high-class intermediaries, it's normal for them to finish it."
Gu Bai yawned and didn't try to rub against her again.
No matter how much they mooch off their neighbors, they never get to eat as much as they would at their good neighbor's house.
After all, how much could that poor bald neighbor possibly eat?
He meant well and was distressed by the large sum of money.
I should add this friend as a friend, since I've eaten so much of his food.
Gu Bai clicked "agree".
Fishing expert: "Hey neighbor, you finally added me again! Why did you delete me?"
Gu Bai: "If you transfer money, the police will be unhappy. I don't want them to misunderstand me and think I'm making money under the guise of being a good citizen."
Fishing expert (thumbs up): "Neighbor Gao Yi, do you have time tomorrow? I'd like to visit."
Gu Bai: "You can visit when you have time, but don't give me money."
Fishing expert: "Haha, okay, I understand. I will definitely not use vulgar items that would tarnish our neighborly relationship."
The White Bone Demon actually longs to be tainted by worldly things, but accepting money is simply out of the question.
After all, he has a relationship with Gu Qingyi, and if word gets out, it could be considered a disguised form of bribery.
After soaking for a while, the White Bone Demon stretched and her vitality returned.
It'll be soon. After a few more days of soaking, although it's still far from becoming a living person, its vitality will be no less than that of an ordinary person.
However, the intensity of this vitality was not commensurate with his strength.
After all, the stronger a living thing is, the stronger its vitality is.
The company team-building activity ended late at night, and everyone went home to rest.
As usual, the White Bone Demon inspected the granary; it was a daily routine.
"Hmm? Something's not right. The mycelium balls have been unusually active lately."
Gu Bai looked at the mycelium, which was flailing wildly as if it had been electrocuted. He couldn't even control it with his bone powder.
However, the yang energy has not increased much from what it was before, so it is impossible for it to be unable to be suppressed.
unless……
Summon the main body!
"They won't come looking for me, will they? Just in case..."
The White Bone Demon's eyes gleamed with a faint blue light: "If I use my power now, even if it is sensed, it can be said that I have cultivated true qi, but I need the old turtle's cooperation."
Thinking of this, he took out his phone and posted a message in the group: "I'm about to cultivate true Qi. Could you please turn off your radar and stop detecting me here?"
Gu Qingyi: "This is a good thing, why can't we investigate?"
Yanran: "You can join the Public Security Bureau."
Bodhisattva: "Agreed."
Gu Bai: "Are you guys stupid? There are spies in the Public Security Bureau. If I cultivate true qi and it gets exposed, Lao Wang will find out, which means the monster behind him will also find out. Then he will definitely make a move against me. We need to go undercover properly now and not show any signs of it."
Even disregarding my personal safety, the bureau will definitely ask me how I cultivated true qi. What will I say then?
Yang Xi: "That makes sense, I agree, old bastard, go lock it up."
Old turtle: "Why me? Yang Xi, you have the authority."
Yang Xi: "Can we do this openly? Do you think the Public Security Bureau will know what we're doing? Only you have the ability to do it covertly."
Old turtle: "You have some insight. I am indeed stronger than those low-level monsters."
Yanran and Bodhisattva: "Stop pretending! If we hadn't taken you along, you'd still be eating air at the police station."
Five minutes later, the old turtle said, "It's done. You can focus on your cultivation. You'll be fine within three days. Tomorrow I'll give you a piece of wood carving that will be able to conceal all your aura."
Looking at the message on her phone, the White Bone Demon laughed so hard her bones trembled: "Good citizens are really useful, they actually turned off their radar for me."
Pale blue light drifted through the room, merging into the walls and quickly seeping into the ground.
A powerful sense of perception spread outwards.
A faint, eerie aura emanated from the soil, emanating from all directions, its exact direction impossible to pinpoint.
"If it is the stunted filament itself, then the differentiation of thousands of hyphae... is not without direction, but rather its tentacles are in all directions."
"It has come to the city, calling upon its medium, or perhaps its clone."
"I might not be able to save my granary."
The White Bone Demon looked at the mycelium ball, thinking what a wonderful granary it was, but unfortunately, its true form had come looking for it.
Even if I can suppress it, it will be exposed sooner or later as I get closer.
"If only we could catch the real thing, but there's really no way to get to it."
The mycelium has split into too many branches, spreading across the underground, making it impossible to know which mycelium it is on.
"No, why would it come to the city? Or is it calling for a medium?"
The White Bone Demon realized the problem: "My granary was suppressed before, it couldn't have sensed it outside the city. The mycelium obtained by the Public Security Bureau has all been sent away..."
There's only one possibility: it had nowhere else to go and had no choice but to come to the city!
"Since the granary can't be saved, we need to figure out what to do with it," the White Bone Demon pondered. "Should we eat it, or use it as a medium to reap even more benefits?"
"The entry of the zombie silk body into the city will inevitably cause great chaos. I must take advantage of this chaos to gain enough benefits and resolve the issues of strength and vitality."
"If I succeed, I can completely transform myself and no longer need to hide. I can truly become a living Gu Bai, a human martial artist."
Moreover, this balance must be struck; I cannot be too strong, serving the purpose of maintaining order, nor too weak, appearing frail and vulnerable.
"I, the White Bone Demon, want to live a good life under the sun, but I cannot be a powerful figure admired by everyone. I can have a name, but not the title of a powerful figure."
A middle ground, neither too high nor too low, is the safest approach.
Hmm, to be an ordinary, unremarkable White Bone Demon.
The task of charging into battle is naturally left to the Public Security Bureau; he, the White Bone Demon, is responsible for cooking and picking up leftovers.
After figuring it out, the White Bone Demon rolled up a cigarette made of mycelium and took a satisfying drag.
I must say, inhaling it this way actually has a unique flavor.