The days of being a spiritual mentor in Meiman.

Chapter 2639 Mayfly World (39)

Chapter 2639 Mayfly World (Thirty-nine)

Even though she has been shocked many times, Pamela is always deeply shocked by Schiller's anti-humanity.

Schiller paced slowly around the laboratory table. He said, "Cabbage is indeed good, but we can't always point to it. I think we can look further ahead. Maybe mushrooms would be a good choice. Mycelium is much easier to grow than plant cells."

Pamela just stared at him blankly. She knew Schiller was a pervert, but she didn't expect that every Schiller was a pervert.

The key point is that the Greedy that Pamela knew before was a completely different person from Arrogance or other Schillers. He looked very cheerful and easy to talk to, so much so that his temperament and appearance made him look much younger than other Schillers. Pamela almost thought they were of the same age.

It cannot be said that greed is more likable than arrogance, but at least most people think that the former is easier to get along with and seems more normal, as if he is really an ordinary person.

But now Pamela realized that Schiller was Schiller, their essence was the same and did not change because of their external performance, he was always a madman.

And Pamela thought that the greed standing in front of her now looked even crazier. After all, no matter how crazy the arrogance and morbidity were, it was just storing some moose meat.

Pamela just saw that when she talked about using people to grow vegetables, Schiller's eyes were filled with intelligent joy that was clear to her, and it didn't seem like he was talking about his own kind at all.

As a botanist, Pamela knew that Schiller's idea was feasible. To be more precise, it was much easier to achieve than modifying the soil, but...

Pamela swallowed and said, "We can't do this. This is a bit too perverted. You can't treat humans as..."

"I didn't say just humans, and I didn't say living humans."

"But even if they have just died, we can't..." Pamela frowned deeply. She said, "We can't infuse corpses with magical energy. That will dissipate quickly. Only if they have practiced magic in their lifetime, their bodies after death will have natural affinity and be able to maintain magical power for a long time. Only then will the plants produced be effective."

"You are also very skilled, aren't you, Miss?" Schiller looked at her and said with a smile: "You have already begun to think about the feasibility of the operation."

"But no matter what, we can't grow vegetables on the wizard's corpse. Kamar-Taj won't agree." Pamela said: "Desecrating corpses is an extremely evil act, whether in the East or the West. No matter how dedicated a person is, they will not agree to it."

"You are just a scientist, not a social ethicist." Schiller stood across the table, his hands on the table, looking at Pamela and said, "You only need to do two things, that is, research and keep it confidential."

"I won't do human research," Pamela said. "No matter what, you better not be threatening me."

I'm not good at threatening others." Schiller walked around the table and came to Pamela's side. Schiller always had a smile on his face, and he was not as serious and intimidating as other Schillers. But Pamela always felt that the person approaching her was not a person, but a black hole - greedy, dangerous, but with endless mysterious attraction.

"I know you've been troubled by lack of money. Of course, transporting money or gold from this world is the dumbest way. I can give you a business plan that is guaranteed to be very effective. Many people have already tried it."

"I won't be bought by money." Pamela slowly turned her eyes to the side and looked at Schiller beside her. "It's not that I'm honest. You have to think about the risk of being exposed and what you might face after it's exposed. If you dare to do it without thinking about these things, then you are not only a lunatic, but also a fool."

"If you insist on using the word 'discovered,' let's discuss this question," Schiller said. "If what I'm about to do is exposed one day, where do you think the problem will be?"

"Of course it's because the risk is too high." Pamela spread her hands and said, "How are you going to transport the bodies, how are you going to preserve the bodies, how are you going to assign people to plant, care for, and harvest? It's very difficult to completely conceal it from anyone."

"That's not what I meant," Schiller said. "Who do you think this will be exposed to?"

"It's either Kamar-Taj or China, but it makes no difference, they won't let you do it."

"So what we need to do is not to hide this from the public and prevent it from being exposed, but to make sure there is no one to expose it to."

"But you can't possibly eliminate both of them...can you?"

Schiller acted a bit helpless, and said: "Why should I destroy them? Can't you use your brain and just get them to agree? We might be exposed to Kamar-Taj, so let Kamar-Taj agree. We might be exposed to China, so let China agree, then we will never be exposed, right?"

Pamela opened her mouth and said, "You are just daydreaming. How could they agree to this? Even though I don't know much about China, I know that they attach great importance to the afterlife of the deceased. They would never let you do anything with the corpse."

"That's someone who has just died," Schiller said. "When they have just died, they are indeed honored, but after a while they are forgotten, and after a long time they are forgotten."

"You don't want to dig up someone's ancestral grave, do you?!"

"What are you talking about? That's my ancestral grave too. How could I do that? But ancestral graves, ancestral graves, we have to look at who the ancestor is." Schiller said: "Who are the Chinese descendants of?"

"Uh, I heard they claim to be descendants of a dragon. Which dragon?"

"No, although dragons are also important, we mostly call ourselves descendants of Yan and Huang. Do you know who Yan and Huang are?"

Pamela shook her head.

Schiller began to tell Pamela the myths and legends of ancient times, or in Marvel it cannot be called myths and legends, but real history. Anyway, Huangdi and Chiyou fought to the death, and Huangdi won in the end. The tribes of Huangdi and Yandi were passed down to become the present China.

Pamela didn't understand at first, but as she listened, her mouth opened wider and wider. She looked at Schiller and said, "You want to dig up Chi You's grave???"

She took a deep breath and said, "That's a god who could fight the ancestors of China. He must be at least on the same level as Diana's father, right? Aren't you afraid that he'll punch you if you dig him out?!"

"What are you afraid of? If he can crawl out of his grave and punch me, then the Yellow Emperor can also crawl out of his grave and punch him. He didn't fight back then, and he's died twice. How can I be afraid of him?"

"This is too crazy!" Pamela was confused. She said, "Even if this was once the enemy of the Chinese ancestors, they might not agree... Well, they might really agree. This is also a crazy country. They will do anything to grow crops."

The reason why we choose to deal with these monsters and demons is because they really cannot be dealt with. They live by relying on human memory. As long as people have not forgotten, it is difficult to eradicate them completely.

But if you want people to completely forget Chiyou, then you have to completely forget Huangdi, which is equivalent to forgetting one's ancestors, isn't it? The concept of descendants of Yan and Huang is still very important, so the current Chinese government has to accept it with a pinch of the nose, burying him and not waking him up.

Schiller was a Chinese for his entire life, after all. He understood that rather than making these things fail, the Chinese people wanted more revenge. After all, they had won many battles in history, and even when they had lost a few times, they would of course record them in great detail. Once they found a way to do it, they would crush them to ashes.

Not to mention there is a way, as long as there is a tiny possibility, they will definitely try it. So once Pamela figures out that the corpses of these once powerful monsters and demons can indeed be used as soil for cultivating magical plants, she doesn't need to continue her research. The Chinese will definitely find countless ways to use these corpses. They must not be allowed to lie there too comfortably. The historical humiliation must be repaid with blood.

After I told Pamela about my idea, she was relieved. She thought Schiller was really going to use living people to build a fungus laboratory, but it turned out that he was just using the corpses of monsters and demons... This is also outrageous! Is it really okay to use the gods in historical myths and legends to grow vegetables?

Pamela didn't think too much because she knew Strange would definitely agree. Once this method was developed from Kamar-Taj, it would definitely greatly strengthen the connection with the giant monster next to it. This would be a powerful ally and Strange would never let it go.

What else can I say? She was born to be a hard worker. Let's get to work.

"But first, to study the possibility of fungi surviving in this environment, we must have a test subject. Not to mention an ancient god, but at least a magician who is still alive after death. This is not easy to get."

Schiller said, "That's easy. China has accumulated countless similar demon corpses over the years. They can be used as experimental subjects. Although there are heavy guards and the experimental subjects cannot be brought in, you can go there."

Pamela pointed at herself, "Fighting the Spear Bureau? Me?"

Schiller waved his hand and said, "I'm not asking you to confront them head-on. You can just sneak in. As far as I know, there is an ancient tomb on the border between Sichuan and Tibet. Buried in the tomb is an evil god who was killed during the Qing Dynasty. She was called the Black Ghost Goddess."

"There are indeed people from the Spear Bureau watching outside, but they are not strong and there are not many of them. As long as we can sneak in and put some mycelium there, it shouldn't be difficult, right?"

"But I can't use the power of the Green of All Things right now." Pamela said helplessly, "The mages definitely can't go. It would be terrible if we were discovered. If you take me with you, won't I still knock out the guards? Be careful of the reckoning later!"

Schiller smiled and said, "That's not necessary. You'll soon find a way to sneak in."

As soon as Schiller finished speaking, a little wizard came over and asked Schiller and Pamela to go to the Sorcerer Supreme's room. As soon as they arrived at the door, they saw Strange holding his cloak with something wrapped inside the cloak.

When the cloak turned over, the two found that there was nothing inside the cloak, as if there was only air.

My uncle came to visit my house and I've been busy all morning. Sorry for being late. We have guests on Saturday. Ah QAQ