"A type of strange insect comparable to rust worms. It also has the effect of promoting cell division and growth. The side effect is that it produces neurotoxic toxins that infect the brain, causing the hormones secreted by the hypothalamus to go out of control, causing the emotional system to become chaotic." Adams's electronic eyes passed through the poisoned transformant as if they could see through it. The data of various physiological indicators were observed and fed back to his eyes.
Yarlin listened to Adams's words. He opened his palm and threw a bag of dancing powder to the other party. He asked with a strange tone, "So, the dancing powder made by Smoker and the others will have this kind of toxin?"
Adams took the dancing powder and threw it to Dr. Kureha. He took out a section of Dr. Kureha's powder with a test tube and dissolved it in water. After that, he put it under a microscope for observation. He nodded at Yarlin and said, "The toxin is still present, but it will no longer be transmitted through breathing. Instead, it will seep into the human body through contact with the rainwater."
"This type of plant has clearly been artificially cultivated and modified. After the toxin is absorbed into the human body, there will be a period of incubation." "Based on the current experimental data, the incubation period is between three months and half a year. Of course, we will get a more accurate time after more experiments," Adams said in a deep voice.
"In theory, prolonged contact with this type of plant will increase the concentration of the toxin in the body and shorten the incubation period," Dr. Kureha said.
"So, what will happen after the toxin accumulates and erupts?" Yarlin glanced at the transformation pool from the corner of his eyes. The apostle with strange green stripes on his face walked out of the pool and walked towards the glass jar on the table. The glass petri dish was filled with fungi scraped from the bottom of the cabin. The fungi were replicating and dividing in the petri dish. Layers of green spots could be seen spreading on the glass walls, extremely similar to the stripes on the apostle's face.
"His body will expand greatly, his rationality will fall into chaos, and he will be filled with the desire to attack and destroy?" Adams thought for a moment and replied, "This is the most likely result for now."
"All the cells will rapidly divide. The terrifying hunger will devour the human's rationality, making him irritable and furious. He will be filled with the aggressiveness to destroy everything!"
When his fingertips touched the thin wall of the petri dish, the plants inside seemed to be boiling. The slender roots of the plants trembled violently, and spiderweb-like cracks appeared. Then, with a cracking sound, all the plants curled up into a seed and were sucked into his fingertips.
"I can hear the restlessness of these little guys even through the glass." Lucascai's fingers opened strangely, revealing the shape of a man-eating stamen, and swallowing the curled seed.
The Fifth Apostle: Luciano
Title: Green Rust Envoy, Listener!
Race: Human.
Rank: Sixth Order Beginner, Evolvable.
Mental strength 78
Nerve conduction rate 75
Bone hardness 64
Muscle activity 83
Blood density flow rate 72
Ability: Manipulate green vegetation.
Current development: Intermediate!
He could freely control the growth and reproduction of plants within a certain range. As long as he could sense the smell of the plants in the air, he could control the area and absorb the characteristics of any plant he came in contact with.
Within the radius of his perception, he could spread spores that were invisible to the naked eye through his pores. He could freely change the shape of plants, and to a certain extent, change or integrate the characteristics of plants. This was a reversible two-way process. After injecting rust worms, his ability would produce even more strange changes.
Yarlin looked at Luciano with narrowed eyes. His eyes turned faintly as if he was thinking about something. After a while, he said, "Luciano, can you control the spread of the toxicity of these plants?"
"Within a certain range, I can do it!" Luciano retracted his finger and immediately replied, "I can speed up or slow down the spread of their toxins. I can even stop them from exchanging contact with the air."
"I need you to make a trip to the East Sea. Set off immediately!" Yarlin's narrowed eyes shone with a sharp light as he ordered Luciano.
The Fifth Apostle Luciano accepted the order and left. He boarded a disguised merchant ship and left Alabasta that night, sailing towards the East Sea.
… ….
The intermittent rain made the people of Alabasta feel like they had fallen from heaven to hell again. In a short period of time, the rain in the entire territory of Alabasta stopped again, and thick cumulonimbus clouds condensed and hovered above the capital of Alabasta.
The heavy haze fell on everyone's chest like a big rock filled with lead. It was so oppressive that it made people breathless.
For a time, only Alabasta had this rich rain. The rest of the territory returned to the dry and hot desert season. The roulette like sun roasted the earth.
Everything was like yesterday. The rumors of the dancing powder began to spread. The only difference was that this time, the dirty water could no longer be thrown at Cobra in the coffin. Instead, it was all pointed at the country's patron saint, Crocodile.
"His Majesty Cobra did not use the dancing powder. It was someone else who used the dancing powder from the beginning to the end. We have wronged His Majesty Cobra." This was the argument of the smart people who reacted first.
"His Majesty Cobra died from slander and conspiracy. All of this was a conspiracy. The culprit is still hiding in Alabasta. It's …" This was a conspiracy theory that spread out from the corner and spread to the entire territory with an unstoppable momentum.
The rumors pointed at the Nefertari royal family, pointed at the current usurper, pointed at the country's patron saint. The confusion of being deceived quickly turned into anger. The despair of being fooled by others ignited the anger that had been extinguished not long ago. The only difference was that this time, it was bound to come faster and more violently.
With the strange concentrated rain, the rain wet their clothes, splashed on their skin, penetrated their pores, and seeped into their bodies. The bloodshot eyes of the desperate and angry people became more and more ferocious.
Spreading rumors, playing with words, dispelling rumors!
Standing by the curtain, Crocodile stared up at the dark clouds covering the sky. His face was as gloomy as the dark clouds. Behind the dim bookshelf, the book in Nicole Robin's hand was closed. Her eyes swept over Crocodile's broad back and looked at the sky above the rain.
"The rumors that slandered others were manipulated by others this time and fell back on you. How does this feel?"
"Don't be sarcastic!" Crocodile snarled and turned his head. The dark light overlooked his cheeks, and his whole person looked murderous. "Did you catch them?"
Nicole Robin sighed and clapped her hands. The outside door was pushed open, and several agents of the Baroque Studio came in with two Marines tied up.
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