Blue and White Society

  Chapter 736 The Living Lotus

  No matter how urgent the Church of Gaia is, it will not do things like fishing in a swamp.

  They first chose to take Helen's hair and filled it into a flowering bullet.

  It will explode after hitting the target. Even if its shrapnel cannot kill the enemy, it can at least transmit the black flame to the enemy.

  Such weapons are terrifying, but Mo Poor knows that they are nothing to senior members.

  Because the temperature of the black flame is only 800 degrees Celsius, people whose fire resistance is higher than this limit will be like Mo Poor. Although they are burned, they are fine.

   This point, the Gaia church failed to verify, because they do not have such a good thing as danmu.

  They temporarily believed that the fact that the Black Flame couldn't burn Helen was due to its characteristics.

  The effect of using her hair to make ammunition is not bad, and soon found a way to increase production capacity.

   Mo Poor offered a naive face: "Bishop! Bishop! If I can be cured quickly, can my flesh be cut off continuously?"

  A bishop saw how dedicated the girl was, and said with a smile, "What a pious child."

   Mo Poor smiled happily and said, "It's great to be able to help everyone."

  Seeing her cooperation, several bishops discussed it.

   "We need Helen's body tissue of a thousand kilograms."

   "If we want to get enough meat as soon as possible, we can only let her try to fuse the 'Lily of Life'."

   "It took us a thousand years to form 14 lotus seeds on that lotus flower. The church personnel of all ages have consumed 13 of them, and the last one is left for use when needed."

"Helen is so devout at a young age, and now she is the ninth artifact. Her Black Flame will be one of our trump cards. Now is the time to use this lotus seed. I don't think it's a problem to give her the last lotus seed." .”

   "Please ask the archbishop for instructions. I'm afraid that Helen will fail this lotus seed and can't help but give up when merging."

   "One hour is enough. If you endure it for an hour, the regenerative ability is monster level, enough to produce a lot of meat."

  After discussing for a while, the bishops decided to ask the archbishop for instructions.

   Soon got an affirmative reply, and asked them to endure it for at least an hour no matter what means they used.

   "Son, we don't have a quick cure for you, but there is something that can give you the ability to regenerate flesh and blood. However, you have to stand the test of the mother **** for this." The bishop said to Mo Poor.

   Mo Poor heard this, of course he didn't believe in the test of the mother god, and thought to himself, is this intended to let her use a certain containment?

   "Please test me to your heart's content, I will definitely not disappoint the Mother God." Mo Poor said loudly.

   "Very well, come with us." The bishop nodded with satisfaction.

  They brought Mo Poor to an altar. In the center of the altar was a pond made of earth and rocks. In the pond, there was only a huge lotus flower besides the water.

  The lotus flower is as big as a stage when unfolded, with a diameter of about ten meters!

A bishop said: "In the center of this lotus flower, a small hole will appear on a certain lotus petal every day, and a translucent lotus seed will rise out. The surface of the lotus petals rolls, circles the lotus platform, and finally chooses to stop at a certain point. As for where to stop, it is purely up to itself.”

   "Only when it finally stops at the starting point, that is, the hole, it will stay. Besides, no matter where it stops, the moment it finally stops, it will burst and evaporate like a bubble."

   "For a thousand years, we have never missed the opportunity to turn the dial once a day, but in the end only fourteen lotus seeds survived."

Another bishop said: "We divided the area of ​​its orbit by the contact area between lotus seeds and lotus petals, and finally divided the entire orbit into one million parts. That is to say, every day it successfully produces one The probability of lotus seeds is one in a million."

   "This is really a tiny probability. Helen, you may not understand what a one-in-a-million probability is. It is the probability that a person will be struck by lightning once in a lifetime."

  Mo Poor looked dazed on the surface, but he was also feeling emotional in his heart.

  One in a million, this is indeed an outrageous probability. It looks like a lot, but in fact, when a person goes to work every day, the probability of being hit by a car on the road in a year is only one in 400,000.

  The entire lotus platform is actually a roulette wheel. There are a million landing spots, and only one landing spot will make the lotus seeds survive.

   One chance per day to play one round of the draw, with a one in a million chance of success. After a thousand years, the Gaia Church has obtained a total of fourteen lotus seeds, which is already very lucky...

   When the next lotus seed will be successful, it is entirely within the lifetime. Maybe I can't wait for that day in my life.

   "Helen, there is still a lotus seed left on it, you can pick it off." The bishop said.

  Mo Poor asked: "What kind of test will I go through?"

The bishop said: "Listen, when you touch it, you will start to fuse with it. The longer the fusion time, the stronger the ability to regenerate flesh and blood you will eventually obtain. Correspondingly, every cell in your body will feel to severe pain. That kind of pain will become more and more terrifying as time goes by, which is beyond your imagination."

  Mo Poor immediately said: "I'm not afraid of pain!"

The bishop shook his head and said, "You are still too young to understand the pain. You can give up at any time to complete the integration. But what we ask you is to endure for an hour before giving up. We will help you during this hour. In the early stages, the pain is physical, and analgesics can help you resist it. But after an hour, even the best analgesics are useless."

  Mo Qiong said firmly: "This is the test of the mother god, and I will definitely persevere to the end."

  Seeing the pious expression of the nine-year-old girl in front of them, the bishops added a bit of confidence. Faith can help people persevere in pain. There have been countless instances of this in the past.

   Coupled with analgesics, perhaps the nine-year-old child in front of him can really last for an hour.

   "Helen, get ready, you must succeed. If you persist for an hour, you will be the real master of the ninth artifact. Conversely, if you fail the expectations of the mother god, you will only be the ninth artifact," the bishop said.

  Mo Poor's eyes lit up. A person is regarded as a divine weapon, but in the final analysis, he is still regarded as a tool.

  But if she succeeds, she will be promoted to be the holder of the ninth artifact, which is of a different nature.

  Perhaps, she is eligible to meet other managers, at least, she should be able to attend the high-level meeting afterwards.

   Mo Poor has sufficient confidence in whether he can persist for an hour.

  The bishops think that a nine-year-old child can endure for an hour with faith and drugs, so what about Mo Poor? On the surface, he is the nine-year-old Helen, but in fact he is a tenacious member of the club.

   "So here I go..."

  Mo Poor climbed onto the lotus platform, and resolutely touched the lotus seed.

  In an instant, the lotus seeds merged into her petite body, and Mo Poor instantly felt that all the cells in his body were being opened up like an electric shock, followed by severe pain that ordinary people could not imagine.

  What kind of experience is it that the skin, muscles, bones, nerves, organs, brain cells, and even hair are all in pain?

  Mo Poor curled up instantly, and after a few minutes of patience, he finally yelled out.

   This kind of pain is slowly and continuously increasing, and it is spreading to more detailed parts. It is really every cell that is conveying this pain to Mo Poor.

   Seeing Mo Poor screaming in pain, the bishops yelled to hold on while giving her an analgesic.

   I have to say that the analgesic is really effective, and this severe physical pain has been relieved a lot.

  Mo Poor held his body and endured silently, and the time passed by every minute.

   Every five minutes, the bishop injected her with painkillers.

   Such frequent injections made Mo Qiong want to curse. In fact, although it was painful, Mo Poor could bear it completely. In fact, he didn't need analgesics.

  The strong use of analgesics in such a large dose will cause great damage to the body, and will leave sequelae to the nerves and brain.

  But there is no way, this kind of thing is not something a nine-year-old girl can calmly refuse.

  Faith is not omnipotent. If a person has faith without a corresponding tenacious will, no matter how pious the faith is, it will be fragile. It is impossible for immature children to endure this level of torture without relying on drug analgesia. If they are in a hurry, they will ignore everything and choose to give up.

   But this kind of thing obviously won't happen to Mo Poor, he feels that he can hold on for a long time.

  About twenty minutes or so, the pain increased further, and the analgesic seemed to be no longer effective.

  Mo Poor was lying on the lotus platform, his whole body was stiff. It was obvious that his nervous system had collapsed, which was caused by the drug abuse.

   "This medicine is not effective enough, change the medicine!"

  (end of this chapter)