The training hall had been very peaceful today.
Everyone was immersed in their training, and other than Fatty, whom Ai Hui needed to supervise, everyone else was fine. Shi Xueman and Duanmu Huanghun were able to quickly come up with specialized training routines that focused on their respective needs, which were much better than usual and conventional practice.
Upon seeing this, Ai Hui could only sigh. Geniuses were truly a bunch of freaks.
He didn’t know that, in the eyes of others, he himself was a freak as well.
He was steadfast, focused and did everything with overwhelming confidence. Furthermore, whenever he encountered perilous situations, he would remain completely calm, and he was always meticulous with his actions, causing everyone to be at ease.
Within a short period of time, he had gained the trust and confidence of all.
Not everyone who had survived the Wilderness could do this. Take Fatty, for example. He, too, had survived the Wilderness, yet he looked and behaved like a bum.
Ai Hui was a freak, and even his sand puppet was a freak.
They were all very knowledgeable and had seen many sand puppets before, but they had never encountered one that was so smart and intelligent. There was nothing that Lou Lan could not do, and he would give everyone the feeling that “Lou Lan is very happy” in whatever he did.
Shi Xueman and Sang Zhijun were both charmed by Lou Lan; they really liked him.
Lou Lan turned himself into a sand-made saw and started happily sawing the blood mantis’s empty shell into palm-sized pieces. Lou Lan then transformed into a mini sandstorm that sucked them all in, and after a while, the sandstorm “spat” out a heap of polished and glossy red pieces of mantis shell.
When Lou Lan used these polished red shell pieces to craft a vest and passed it to Ai Hui, Shi Xueman and Sang Zhijun turned green with envy. They looked as if they wanted to snatch the vest from Ai Hui.
However, honestly, Lou Lan’s craftsmanship could be said to be exceptional. Every shell piece was like a ruby that had been meticulously polished. Even Shi Xueman—who was used to seeing all kinds of jewels since a young age—exclaimed in admiration.
“Thank you, Lou Lan!”
Ai Hui was pleasantly surprised. The reason why he had brought back the blood mantis’ shell was that he felt it would be a rather good material. Not only was it very light, but it was also very tough—these features were what made them suffer during their fight with the blood mantis. Ai Hui, who was immersed in his training all day long, did not have any time to waste. He did not expect Lou Lan to give him such a surprise.
“You’re welcome, Ai Hui,” Lou Lan replied happily.
“What a fantastic sand puppet.” Sang Zhijun could not help but feel sour. Lou Lan completely overthrew her understanding of sand puppets; this was the first time she had seen such a smart sand puppet like Lou Lan in this world.
“Train faster.” Even though Shi Xueman was envious, she could still restrain her emotions. She had already made up her mind to buy a sand puppet like Lou Lan in the future.
Suddenly, everyone heard the rapid approach of a strange sound of crashing waves. Moments later, though, the sound could be heard going away from them rapidly again. It was as if a tsunami had just hurtled past them.
Everyone stopped what they were doing.
“What is that sound?” Wang Xiaoshan asked weakly.
No one answered him. Everyone looked bewildered as they had never heard such a sound before.
“It’s coming from the outside of the city.” Ai Hui listened attentively to the sound as a solemn look appeared on his face.
“Shall we go and take a look?” Shi Xueman looked at Ai Hui and asked.
Ai Hui thought for a while before shaking his head. “I don’t think so. We better hurry up and focus on our training. Even if something happens outside, I don’t believe that it’s something that we can resolve.”
Everyone had the same thought. The battle with the blood mantis had made them realize how weak and delicate they actually were.
……
Wang Zhen was waiting anxiously. In front of him, six bowls of water were lined up on a table.
Inside every bowl of water was a floating black-colored lotus seed—the telepathy lotus seed. Its scientific name was “Yin and Yang Telepathy Lotus Seed,” and they were created and bred by a lotus-loving wood elementalist. At that time, a lotus that was half-white and half-black had appeared in his lotus pond, and there were two lotus seeds—one black, one white—in it. He had been fascinated by it, and hence, he had started to cultivate it with great care.
Ten years ago, when the Yin and Yang Telepathy Lotus first appeared, it merely existed to be looked at and appreciated by people.
It was only until one day that the wood elementalist accidentally crushed one of its seeds and discovered the magical property of the telepathy lotus seeds.
If Old Yu crushed his telepathy lotus seeds, the telepathy lotus seeds in the bowls of water would be crushed at the same time and broadcast moving visual images of the surroundings of the lotus seed that had been crushed.
The image would only last for around two minutes.
The telepathy lotus seeds were quickly utilized in the battles in the Wilderness, and they demonstrated great versatility. The ability to receive moving visual images from the front line was greatly valuable to the commanding officers.
The telepathy lotus seed naturally had its weaknesses as well. For example, it could not be used for more than a distance of one hundred miles, and the time of the visual images it could broadcast was very short. However, they were very cheap and were easily bred, making them very versatile.
Everyone was silent. The world-changing power that the blood tsunami had displayed had struck fear and despair into everyone’s heart. They did not know how to fight against such a formidable and nerve-racking opponent—they simply couldn’t think of any solutions. The back view of the six old men walking towards their deaths added a touch of sorrow and despair to the entire situation.
The passing of time was slowed down by the dead silence.
Time passed slowly, and the lotus seeds in the bowls of water still hadn’t shown any signs of movement. Wang Zhen was becoming increasingly impatient.
An hour soon passed.
Wang Zhen’s facial expression had returned to normal. It had already been an hour, and it was very likely that Old Yu and the rest had died. After regaining his composure, his thought process became much clearer.
“There are two possibilities. The first is that Old Yu and the rest were killed before they could crush the telepathy lotus seeds. The second possibility is that the blood sea can disconnect the telepathic connection between the telepathy lotus seeds,” Wang Zhen muttered to himself.
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