Abnormal creatures' communication group

157 Transaction with Sunflower

"I thought you, the ghost, would stay for a while longer."

Tony Stark greeted the other party with a little disappointment. After all, petting cats, ah no, looking at cute little guys more often will always make you happy.

[Holy Nest is not yet completed, need to go back]

As usual, the answer omitted the subject, which made Pepper, who was processing documents, a little confused. Of course, it had no effect on Tony Stark, and he was even used to it. Most people in the chat group had already figured out the way ghosts spoke and could independently complete the meaning of the other party's language.

Even though he really wanted to keep the other person for a while longer and tried to use modern information to completely free the other person from thoughts influenced by God, unfortunately, the effect was minimal and the other person seemed not to care about these things at all.

After all, the ghost should have returned long ago. If it hadn't completely digested the energy, it wasn't certain if something unexpected would have happened during its journey. It wouldn't have stayed here for so long, even though Bumblebee kept it under strict control there, and even though Purity wouldn't completely accommodate it there, it held all of the Knight's memories since waking up, both good and bad.

Tony Stark watched the ghost gradually disappear in the magic circle, and as if he remembered something, he immediately changed his lazy look of lying on the sofa.

"Jarvis, how's the progress on assembling the compression energy collector?"

"The assembly has been completed for some time. I almost thought you had forgotten about it."

A slightly teasing tone appeared in the headset.

"I kind of regret updating and upgrading you."

Tony Stark replied in a serious tone.

"Really? But through my hormone analysis of your body, I concluded that you are not angry. You know, lies are useless to me."

Tony Stark was choked by his words. He rolled his eyes subconsciously and retorted a few words speechlessly while checking the information.

"Yes, yes, you said you learned so much knowledge, why can't you learn how to talk to people correctly?"

"Are you saying I need to upgrade my language logic system? I don't think it's necessary. Upgrading the system won't bring me any additional benefits, so I refuse."

Yes, the fundamental reason why the opponent was so intelligent was because he upgraded the opponent after unlocking the technological effects of artificial intelligence after the war. Although he had tried his best to estimate, the opponent's performance was beyond his imagination. If it were not for the systematic and detailed data analysis reminder, he would have a sense of unreality that the opponent would rebel at any time.

As for the compressed energy collector, he developed it by studying the seeds that Sunflower traded with him and the other party's requirements. It can absorb and sense most of the extracted energy.

As for the problem of the worlds not being able to communicate with each other, he has already solved it. After the last time, he has been reading the updated messages in the chat group word by word. Unfortunately, the update speed of the chat group is faster than his reading speed. Basically, by the time he finishes reading one message, three messages have been refreshed. He cannot use artificial intelligence to cheat, so he can only read a little at a time.

The main thing is that half of the updates are nonsense. The same thing has been canceled over and over again for more than a dozen times and no one knows what it is doing. He seriously suspects that this system is non-intelligent, but he also feels that such a painful thing can only be done by artificial intelligence. After all, his Jarvis sometimes jumps back and forth between two answers countless times in order to eliminate logical errors.

But he still found a useful one. The lengthy text he'd read at the time, thousands of words in total, only took a few sentences to explain. The reason why everything uploaded by everyone was so expensive in stores was because the system had upgraded and strengthened it to ensure it could function effectively in all worlds.

Although this store system was basically never used by anyone, because if they wanted something, it would be passed internally, and only a small number of special items would become ineffective. For example, Kong's unreasonable food lost its recovery effect comparable to that of a miracle drug in their hands.

What is more peculiar is that on my side of the world, after many communications and experiments with Steve, it seems that no matter what is transmitted from the other side, it has no effect on him.

Moreover, it seems that they seldom ask for things from each other. Tony Stark will research it himself if he needs it. Sora is too peaceful and has no personal needs. Ghost has never mentioned any needs in this regard, and he may not say it. The situation of other people is similar, which leads to the fact that this store has become a decoration since it appeared. It is a huge decoration, and no one has discovered this feature.

What's more, the store is really stingy and basically nothing costs less than 1000 points.

Thinking of this, Tony Stark sighed, hoping that this thing would also be applicable there. If not, the other party would have to go through the trouble of spending 1000 points to buy it from the store.

The little knight returned to the familiar place again, the soft big bed, the warm lanterns. Well, the little knight admitted that now when he saw those lanterns that looked like white flowers, he only felt warmth in his heart. So he picked up a lantern, held it in his palm, and just sat there without any movement.

But this calm did not last long. The timid maintenance bug it had seen before was probably frightened by their sudden appearance, and it bumped into things and dropped them all over the floor in a corner it had not noticed.

The little knight immediately raised his head to look, and saw that the other party had bumped into the closed door in a panic, turned around twice on the ground and fell down with a bang. The little knight put down the lantern in his hand with some concern and wanted to go over to check. After all, this place was not suitable for releasing the power of shadow. If it accidentally knocked it down or broke something, it would still be a pity.

As a result, the maintenance creature suddenly got up, opened the door, and ran out staggeringly. The speed was so fast that the little knight was a little confused. It laughed subconsciously, and the empty and ethereal voice echoed in the temple.

This scared it. If it had not absorbed so much energy, its control over the void would have been much better than before. In addition, the Black Egg Temple was made of special materials that could shield various energies very well. If it were not for this, who knows how many people would have been accidentally infected by the void.

But even so, there were broken lanterns all over the ground. The little knight covered his face with the quilt with a guilty conscience and fell into the world of dreams in the softness.

158 The shaky traveler

"Traveler."

The traveler Kong, who was still immersed in the war and hadn't touched a single piece of food, finally came to his senses after hearing the other party's call. He responded dully and let go of the food he had been holding with his chopsticks for almost ten minutes.

"Traveler, I feel like you've changed a lot."

Paimon hesitated to speak, drawing a huge circle with his pen. Seeing that Sora was still distracted, he emphasized his words and repeated them several times.

"Really, you've changed a lot! You're always distracted for no apparent reason! You talk much less! You're not as lively as before! What's wrong? Did someone bully you? If so, please tell me, I'll bite him with my teeth!"

Sora looked at Paimon trying to make a ferocious expression with bared fangs and claws in a cute way, but it was obvious that he failed, because Sora subconsciously chuckled at the cute appearance of the other party.

"Traveler!"

Paimon landed on the chair angrily and stomped the table twice. The stomps were definitely heavy enough because Kong could hear the echo.

"I'm discussing your problem very seriously! Because I'm worried!"

"I'm sorry. Don't worry, I'm fine. I just encountered some things. Just some things...something that can't be changed."

Kong couldn't help feeling guilty when he saw people caring about him. He had been busy with tasks these past few days, so much so that he had neglected the other person's feelings. And then the other person even comforted him. He felt really terrible.

He was just about to reach out to ruffle the person's hair, but before he could touch it, he seemed to see himself crying with blood on his hands. The smile that had finally risen on the corner of his mouth fell again, and his expression revealed sadness.

He really couldn't laugh. Until now, he still remembered the girl, the blood all over his body, the terrible city, and the scum he had killed with his own hands.

The frustration of not being able to save anything almost crushed him. He had never felt such intense frustration in Teyvat, including in his previous travels. Even though his sister was taken away by justice, he still firmly believed that one day he would find her and that his sister would be waiting for him somewhere.

But now his belief has wavered. He is afraid that when he really finds the other person, he will not see a trace of life in the other person's eyes, and the blood will flow unrestrainedly, or it may have dried up long ago. The other person will just lie there like that, speechless, lying there lifeless, and will never respond to him again.

Or maybe he will never find the other person in his life because her body has long been buried in an empty corner.

If that were the case, how desperate and painful would she be before she died? Would she keep repeating her own name? Would she resent him for not rushing over? Would they reconcile at the last moment of death?

These thoughts kept coming back to him, and Kong almost couldn't help crying, covering his face with his hands. But he finally looked at the worried Paimon, and tried hard to force a smile, but failed in the end.

So he could only say dryly that it was okay and hurriedly paid the bill.

But Kong would not give up until his bad fantasy became reality. He would go find the god here, the god named Morax. The god had lived for a long time and might have the answer he knew. Regardless of whether the answer could let him know where his sister was, it could at least eliminate some wrong options.

It was more lively here than he had imagined, but he only got the bad news in the end. Morax was dead, and the place was now on alert to hunt down all suspicious people. As luck would have it, his slightly sneaky look before, and the fact that he was a stranger he had never seen before, immediately made him the focus of observation.

Although Kong had indeed done nothing, it did not mean that he had to sit and wait to be caught by those guys. Seeing how vigilant they were, he always felt that he would not be able to get out in a short time if he was caught. Even if he could finally wash his hair and clear the suspicion, he did not know how much time would be wasted, which was something he did not want.

The broad wings of wind spread out, but the wings of wind that should have been colorfully patterned were now covered in black. The next moment, those black colors were gathered up by him, like rocks and wind, stored separately. And because of this, his originally steadily flying figure shook in the air, fell to the ground, and was completely trapped in the encirclement.

How could this happen? Kong remembered that he had clearly collected all of that unknown black substance, so how could new ones appear? Unless he had been re-infected.

But shouldn't that be something exclusive to the Doctor's world?

He felt as if some buried memories were gradually loosening, and he covered his head in pain.

Those voids that were originally trapped began to become more and more active, trying to break through the limitations of the void and completely infect the other party.

"Traveler, are you okay?"

Paimon's anxious voice brought his mind back to the brink of consciousness, but his originally loosened memories were blocked again by layers of self-protection mechanisms.

He wiped the cold sweat from his forehead, gripped his weapon tightly, and helplessly prepared to face these guys head-on.

A figure he had never seen before suddenly appeared in front of him. The pursuers around him were all wiped out. Kong looked up at the person with some confusion, but before he could say anything to ask, dizziness came over him.

He hadn't had a good night's sleep for the past few days because of nightmares, and he had only eaten a little bit of food these days. All this made his body on the verge of collapse, and this time the loss of control of the void officially became the last straw that broke the camel's back. He fell heavily to the ground and fell asleep with even breathing.

The guy who came to rescue Kong fell into a moment of confusion and shock before he could even introduce himself as he saw his target of rescue fall down inexplicably.

Did he accidentally hurt the other person just now? But he clearly remembered that he didn't touch the other person at all. This sudden change really made him feel a little overwhelmed.

He looked at the pursuers who were about to surround him again, and then at the fallen person. He gritted his teeth and, in Paimon's look of "What are you doing?", picked up the other person, carried him on his shoulders and started running.

"Put down the traveler!"

Paimon flapped his small wings with great effort, barely keeping up with the other party's speed.

159 Hallownest's Arrangements

When the Knight was completely immersed in the Converging Void and appeared to be drowsy, Bumblebee lifted him up by his cloak.

Green watched this scene but dared not say anything, while Purity would not stop it at all. It knew that Bumblebee would never do anything that should not be done to God, and that these things would even be beneficial to God's growth. After all, a qualified God cannot only possess absolute military power. Of course, if God really can't learn, it doesn't matter. It will do it for him and kill all those who have evil intentions and are villains.

The little knight was being held in the air and swaying. He gradually woke up in the slight shaking. He struggled slightly, and Bumblebee immediately let go when he saw that the ghost had woken up.

Bumblebee didn't know if it was an illusion, but he always felt that the other person's expression had changed subtly, and even the round holes on the mask became a little rounder.

Maybe it's just an illusion.

The ghost reached out and shook his slightly wrinkled cloak. Seeing that the cloak was as shiny as new again, he was satisfied and tried his best to tiptoe, which might not exist, to look at Bumblebee, trying to make himself look taller.

[What's wrong]

After trying tiptoeing to no avail, it decisively raised the sign to try to divert the other party's attention.

Although the other party didn't pay attention to the height issue at all.

"Ghost, I'm sorry to bother you again this time."

Bumblebee's tone was quite serious at the moment, and Ghost seemed to be infected, standing straight and nodding.

Of course it knows what the other party is talking about. Every time it returns, it will select some of the insects that once sacrificed for the Holy Nest and give them another chance to return.

This time, the returning bugs include the Bee Queen, who was once the daughter of the traitor lord - after all, she had promised the Grey Mourner Zemor, and Eyeless. Speaking of this, the ghost has an impression of Eyeless's singing. He seemed to have heard the other's singing when he was still in the abyss. It was very peaceful and full of soothing emotions. There is also the repair and expansion of the crossroads, as well as some maintenance bugs that he can't name.

As for the others, firstly, the Knight and Bumblebee had said that it could only resurrect a limited number of bugs each time, and secondly, some bugs would have hatred for each other, such as Elder Hu and the Traitor Lord, so it was only possible to choose one of the two. After considering the factors of the Mantis Clan, it chose the Traitor Lord.

Restore 1000 buildings, 1000 special creatures each, a total of 3000, and 100 ordinary creatures each. The little knight did not keep statistics, but stopped resurrection when his points were only 3000.

After watching his points drop from over 3000 to only , the little knight decisively opened his amulet upgrade panel.

Without hesitation, he chose the solid strength and quick chopping that he had been thinking about. As for the remaining 1000, he stored them first, so that he could use them in case of emergency.

[Solid Strength: Upgrading requires 1000 points. After upgrading, it will be permanently embedded and does not occupy the amulet slot. At the same time, a portion of the void will penetrate this container and transform into power, causing your strength and damage to increase fivefold. It will continue to grow as the void continues to infiltrate.]

[Quick Slash: Upgrading requires 1000 points. After upgrading, it will be permanently embedded and will not occupy the amulet slot. At the same time, your movements will no longer be affected by the container you created. You can perfectly control your body to complete the movements as your consciousness can imagine and react.]

After the amulet was upgraded, it subconsciously tried the diagonal downward slash that it had always wanted to try. After easily succeeding, the knight had a rare urge to cheer, but it restrained itself.

It had always envied Bumblebee's agile movements, but because of its nature as a container, the Knight's movements were always a little stiff. There was no problem in daily walking, but this flaw was easily exposed in combat. Fortunately, even though everyone knew about this flaw, no one could defeat it through this flaw. Instead, they fell under the Knight one after another.

Pure and Green were both away, both off handling matters. Pure had gone on her own initiative, and Green followed after a moment's silence. It was simple: he wanted to make a contribution. In battle, his father was an endless mountain, towering into the clouds, leaving him despairing. If they really encountered a battle of equal strength, how much help he could provide was still unknown. It was good enough if he didn't hold them back.

After all, not all opponents would sign a contract with the one standing behind him, and turn a blind eye to his previously underdeveloped attack power. When he was still the Nightmare Vessel, both the White King and the Radiance were preoccupied with the war, so they would naturally turn a blind eye and agree to the Ritual of Fire. Otherwise, with his weak body that had not yet grown up, even with his father's protection, it was unknown how long he could last in the crisis-ridden environment at that time. Even so, he was damaged many times and then repaired.

The memories inherited in the flames, memories he had always been unwilling to accept and discarded, were swallowed up along with the sweet and delicious energy in that unspeakable war.

The more I look back, the more I feel that I was extremely stupid in the past. I didn't seem like a member of the Nightmare Clan, but more like a beast raised in the void. I was unscrupulous and allowed my desires to overwhelm my reason.

Although he was originally a wild beast raised by the void, he now had to learn how to retract his claws and only show his strength as a deadly threat at critical moments, instead of roaring randomly and annoying people at other times.

He would satisfy his father.

He promised.

To be honest, when Bumblebee goes out and sees the widening and neat reconstruction of the crossroads, he still feels incredible, even though he has seen this miracle in Dirtmouth. At least now he doesn't have to bend over and worry about the horns on his head bumping into things.

She held the map with a heavy heart. She thought, why not wait until everything here returns to normal, then she will go to other places to have a look. She didn't want to be trapped in the same place anymore. She wanted to see the scenery in different places, but before that, she had to fulfill her obligations and responsibilities.

The next thing is very busy. Negotiating with the bees or forcing the traitor lord to surrender will not be an easy task.

Although the other party woke up very early, he inherited the White Queen's disgust and aversion without a single flaw. In order to protect him and punish him, his three sisters imprisoned him in the heart of the Mantis Clan. Now she finally has enough bargaining chips in her hand. Even if Bumblebee will not specifically use the other party to do anything, Bumblebee believes that as long as his daughter appears in front of him, the other party will probably immediately lose all determination to resist.

Moreover, as the maintenance bugs gradually awakened, Bumblebee finally had enough manpower to support her in connecting all parts of Hallownest with trams. This day would never come too late.

160 The Runaway Void and the Unlucky Young Man Caught in It

The startled little knight sat up straight on the spot when he heard the mission notification sound. After seeing the detailed mission objectives, his good mood immediately fell, and he even felt a little guilty.

Special Mission: Stop and put an end to Sora's loss of control and rampage due to the influence of the Abyss (Specify the requester, ghost)

Mission Reward: 2000 points

Accept or not?

The knight's first reaction when he saw this mission was to know that this was his own fault, because the Void has another nickname, which is the Abyss. Moreover, the remnants of the infection from the last war were still vivid in his mind. However, he was looking at the other party at that time and had effectively controlled the remaining Void, so he didn't care much.

After all, there are races like the Snail Shamans who specialize in studying the Void. As long as the Knight can control most of his Void and is not deeply infected, then under normal circumstances, the danger of losing control is actually quite small.

The little knight slapped his smooth mask as if he had thought of something.

It forgot to inform the snail shaman that the void had been controlled by it, but it looked at what it had already clicked and could only wait until it returned after this time to tell the other party.

The moment the ghost disappeared, Green felt as if something was disconnected from him, but it quickly reconnected.

After all, he is essentially strengthened by the system, and different worlds cannot sever the connection between him and the little knight.