"… That took care of quite a lot." The Hero wiped away the silver blood that had splattered on his body. Now, the ground mirror … corpses were scattered all around him.
They had been smashed, cut open, and smashed. There were all sorts of causes of death. Some were even chewed up by the gnomes.
Whenever a part of their body was damaged, a large amount of silver blood would flow out, and they would soon stop moving.
Some of the ground mirrors managed to escape in the end, but most of them were killed. The Scholar was confused. She asked the Hero, "Why do we have to kill them as soon as we enter this place? Are you okay with that?" Then, the Scholar turned to Susumi.
"I am okay with that." Susumi said, "I will ensure the safety of the expedition team. Furthermore, this body of ours has prepared many weapons for us to use in battle."
"You don't have to worry about that," the Cryopteris said. "Don't the 'heroes' in your movies often do the same?"
"I told you not to mention movies … Forget it," the Scholar said. "I have a feeling they will attack us again later. Let's leave this place for now."
The Scholar's words received the agreement of all the team members. In fact, she was the 'leader' in name, but the team members did not seem to be very obedient.
Leaving behind the ground mirror corpses, they randomly found an entrance under the wall and walked in.
After entering the entrance, a very long tunnel appeared before the Scholar. The tunnel was a circular structure about thirty centimeters in diameter. Normally, this structure would be difficult for creatures other than the Cryopteris to navigate. However, they did not have a problem with the shape of the tunnel because they could stick their hands and feet to the wall and move without being hindered by the shape of the tunnel.
Now, the Scholar and her team were moving close to the top of the tunnel because they did not think the ground mirrors could climb walls.
"There are some strange things over there."
After walking for a while in the tunnel, Hero pointed ahead. A large number of protruding objects appeared on the ground in the distance.
These protruding objects were square and transparent. It seemed like there was something inside.
"Stop moving forward. Let's take a look first …" The Scholar adjusted her vision slightly. After zooming in on the objects, the Scholar realized that these protruding objects were all charred objects.
"Is this … cooked meat?" the Scholar asked. The scholar said, "Did they decompose the cooked creatures on the mirror into these pieces of meat and then store them here?"
"Woo, woo, woo, woo, woo, woo, woo!" The Gnome suddenly screamed and jumped down. Then, he pounced on a meat cube and tried to bite open the cube's outer shell.
"What are you doing?!" This time, the Scholar finally understood what the dwarf was thinking. She immediately shouted, "You can't eat meat now, do you know that?"
"Oh?" The dwarf turned his head and looked at the Scholar with dissatisfaction.
"I know …" The Scholar turned to the Cryopteris and said, "I know why you brought this thing here …"
"What?" Cryopteris pretended to be surprised. "You actually knew?"
This was because the members of this operation were said to be planned by Lin and the Pope, but the Scholar had never communicated with them. The only one responsible for communicating with the Pope was the Cryopteris.
"You want to see the movie effects, right?" The Scholar said, "Because in those movies, they need a companion who is very good at courting death to keep the plot moving. Usually, they will encounter all kinds of monsters. All kinds of dangerous reasons … are caused by the characters who are in charge of courting death. "
"Yes, you guessed right." Cryopteris said, "The Gnome will use the most … simple way to interact with the creatures here."
"But this is not a movie!" the Scholar said, "Our goal is to quietly study the creatures here."
"No, actually, that's not the goal." Cryopteris said, "The real goal of our exploration team … is to interact with the creatures here in all kinds of ways, including the more direct methods, such as combat."
"Combat, research, communication. If necessary, we can do anything." Cryopteris said, "Except for exterminating them. But that is also impossible, so don't worry. "
"What? It doesn't matter if we attack them? "the Scholar asked.
"Yes. We need to use all kinds of methods to observe the reaction of the creatures here and … the reaction of this world. "Cryopteris said," So, we need to arrange for members of different races. "
"If that's the case, why didn't you tell us from the beginning?" the Scholar asked, "I've been worried …"
"They all know." Cryopteris looked at the Hero and Susumi, and the two nodded in agreement.
"You're the only one who doesn't know." Cryopteris said, "This is what the thing that can't roll said. It said that it wants to observe when you can guess the exact situation and then report back to it."
"The thing that can't roll is …"
"Hierophant." Cryopteris said, "It has been playing a game called 'Who Will Go Crazy First' with the brain-created monster. I think it might not be able to hold on much longer. So, I thought it would be fine to tell you in advance. "
"Okay." The Scholar said, "If that's the case, then there's no need to worry so much. I'll go see what's going on with the meat."
Then, it jumped down from the top of the tunnel. The dwarf had already bitten open the cube that contained the meat. The dwarf had taken out the meat inside, and it was still eating.
However. The mechanical body did not seem to have the ability to swallow. The dwarf chewed for a long time and found that it could not swallow, so it spat the meat to the side and ran to the side, making sulky grumbling sounds.
The Scholar picked up a piece of the dwarf's leftover meat and examined it.
"What's there to study about the meat?" the Hero asked as he jumped down.
"The Earth Mirror is obviously not an organic … cellular organism, but why would it store this meat?" the Scholar said. "There must be some other purpose … this is!"
"Oh? Did you find anything interesting? "
"There are a lot of microorganisms on this piece of meat," the Scholar said. "And there's only one type. I think they might be raising this type of microorganism."
The Hero said, "If they don't eat meat, then the microorganisms they raise must not be edible."
"Yes, there must be some other purpose, and …" The Scholar looked up at the tunnel ahead.
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