Chapter 373 The Next Day
He is dreaming.
Li Wen knew from the beginning that she was not a suitable candidate for Bazhalu.
Compared to those perfect youngsters, it was born very ordinary. Its legs were a little bent when it was born, and its limbs had some tiny black spots, which represented the genetic mutation when it was hatched in the egg. If Li Wen was born in other tribes, he would never be a candidate for Bazalu, but Li Wen was born in a declining second-class tribe, which gave it this extraordinary opportunity by chance.
"My dear little son, please come this way."
That day, Li Wen followed the tribe's nursery staff to a separate compartment. A strong acidic smell wafted through the room, which made Li Wen feel very warm and a little scared. This smell meant the elder of the tribe - a priest wearing a clean black coat.
Her eyelids turned up, and her huge yellow eyes stared straight at it. In the smell that followed, Li Wen smelled disappointment and blame.
"Is this the only person you think is suitable?" Her scent was extremely pungent. "Is there no one else?"
"No more." The keeper gave off a sense of self-defense. "Noi, the best candidate, has been infected with the crimson mutation. He is the only healthy cub now."
Nuoyi was born at the same time as Li Wen. It was beautiful and smart, and was the pride of the tribe since birth. Li Wen felt ashamed every time he saw it. But Nuoyi, who was highly expected by everyone, suddenly became a curse. It was stained with the deep red mutation that people were afraid of.
"Is that all?"
"It's the only one left." said the keeper ashamedly.
The priest looked at it with a critical eye, and made a disdainful sound from his joints. "It's too thin, and the body is not balanced enough."
Li Wen lowered her head in fear, feeling ashamed of her figure.
"Turn around so I can see better."
It turned around cautiously. The priest gave a sharp and pungent sound, "What's wrong with your leg? What's with the black markings on it?"
I was born like this, Li Wen felt more and more ashamed and wished she could bury her head in her abdomen.
"sorry……"
The priest angrily shouted at the keeper, "Don't you know how sacred and serious it is to be a candidate for Bazalu? Are you planning to bring shame to our tribe by sending such a defective and inferior child?"
"It's the only healthy cub of the right age." The keeper released soothing pheromones. "I checked it carefully and there's nothing wrong with its body. This leg can be fixed."
The priest still had a harsh and critical look.
"This is our only choice," the keeper whispered, "otherwise we will miss the opportunity. We don't have much time left."
After a long silence, the priestess's eyes never left it, and finally she sighed deeply, blowing away the smell of dissatisfaction surrounding her. Li Wen would never forget that moment. This meant that from then on it became a candidate for the tribe's Bazalu.
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When the priest and her assistant showed it the device, Li Wen wanted to turn and run away.
This was a legacy from the old times of the temple, a treasure of the tribe, and the priest rarely used it. In Li Wen's eyes, it was a strange thing composed of a glass ball, countless metal wires and screens.
"This can completely correct your deformed right leg."
"Come on, now you're qualified."
After a shudder, it finally put its right leg into the cylindrical device. The cylinder was filled with a slightly cool liquid, and the moment its leg was soaked in the liquid, it immediately let out a shrill scream.
The liquid seemed to be eating away at its right leg. Every cell in it seemed to be burned by fire. The pain almost made it faint. Its tissues were being torn apart. Its limbs were dissolving. Its body was tied to the seat. It had nowhere to escape and could only endure it.
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It didn't know how long it had been. After a burst of rapid screams, it regained some cognition from the severe pain. It could feel the leg dissolving and then reorganizing, reborn as a part of its limbs.
The leg removed from the device was no longer bent or deformed. Instead, it looked straight and smooth, like a flawless product that had been remade.
This strange, perfect leg became part of its body.
"The repair is complete, very successful." The priest and the staff stared at the data on the instrument with satisfaction. They didn't care about Li Wen's mental state at the moment. In their eyes, there was only this repaired leg.
Li Wen tried to walk a few steps. His legs still hurt, but he could walk steadily. He felt a strong sense of discomfort, but he could bear it. If this device could repair his legs, then could it save those terrible mutations? He asked, "Can this cure the Crimson mutation?"
"No." The priest exuded a scent of sadness and despair. "It can't. The Crimson Mutation will only lead to death."
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The prince woke up.
Was the conscious image just now a dream?
Xiao Zhen felt a little confused. Prince Alsiel was dead. His real body was still in the body of Yan Zhen, and he was actually just controlling Prince Alsiel's corpse. And corpses don't dream.
Just now, Xiao Zhen just let his tentacles rest for a while, but he saw an image as if he was really dreaming.
Who is Li Wen?
How did the memories of a Bazalu candidate suddenly flood into his consciousness?
However, this situation is not uncommon. The Heart-Eating Demon is extremely sensitive to the consciousness fluctuations of intelligent creatures. If some people's fluctuations are particularly strong, they will be received in the form of images.
The prince sat up in his bed.
This was his second day as prince.
Now he has unknowingly assumed the responsibilities of Prince Xiyiqi. It is so absurd that he just wanted to help his friend solve the problem of poaching on his planet, but now his friend is missing and he himself is involved in a royal murder case. He has to play the role of a powerful prince to deal with this confusing and murderous situation.
He turned his head slightly. After a day and night, the corpse should have inevitably become stiff and even had livor mortis. But under the control of the antiseptic equipment provided by Mr. Cat, an energy sensor embedded in the body, the corpse still looked fresh and full of vitality. Even close physical contact with others could not detect that life had passed from the corpse.
This can't last long. Mr. Cat didn't explain the preservation period. To be honest, Xiao Zhen wanted to abandon this body and run away immediately. If it weren't for finding Liu Xingquan and Captain Ban as soon as possible, I wouldn't stay here and continue to cause trouble for myself.
But every time he thought of this, Princess Alji's furry little head would jump into his mind, and now there was also the queen with anger in her eyes. This must be the influence of the residual consciousness of the corpse. But one day he would leave, and sooner or later they would know of his death.
And I will help you find the murderer.
A familiar male voice interrupted his thoughts, "Xiao Zhen, how long will you stay on this planet?"
Electronic customer service Yan An No. 8 answered the call. In Xiao Zhen's eyes, this AI obviously had a wrong understanding of its own position.
"According to the route from Xiyiqi to Earth, if you stay here any longer you will miss the final exam. Dad is so worried."
The consequence of this incorrect understanding is that Xiao Zhen often has the desire to immediately and humanely eliminate it. "What about what I asked you to do?"
"I checked with the authority you gave me. There are no words related to Liu Xingquan and Captain Madara in Prince Alsiel's files, including the encrypted files."
"Just as I thought." Xiao Zhen said, "The prince should have nothing to do with Liu Xingquan's disappearance."
"According to the documents we have seen so far, Prince Alsiel has secretly visited a location many times."
"What place?"
"I'm analyzing it. This location is hidden by a complicated set of ciphers."
“Can you crack it?”
"Yes, but it will take some time."
"Give me a specific time."
"Today is fine." Yan An No. 8 said, "Besides, Prince Alsiel is frequently investigating the Common Happiness Mutual Aid Association."
Upon hearing this familiar name, Xiao Zhen shouted, "This organization is indeed very suspicious!"
"The Common Happiness Mutual Aid Association is a formal association that has been active in Xiyiqi for several years. The association's practice license is a psychological treatment institution that mainly helps patients infected with the Crimson mutation rebuild their confidence and face the mutation positively. This group is expanding very quickly and has spread across the entire planet."
Xiao Zhen stroked his chin, "Doesn't the Queen have any control over this?"
"Yes. Judging from the current reports, the Mutual Happiness Mutual Aid Society has played a very positive role. Before the Mutual Happiness Mutual Aid Society entered Xiyiqi, riots by mutant patients and their supporters often occurred in Xiyiqi. Some of them have mutated and know that their future is hopeless and want to take revenge on society. Some are relatives and friends of mutant patients who hate them because of drug shortages and the death of their relatives and friends. Some are dissatisfied with the authorities' concessions to the Saidi people in order to import rejuvenation agents. Some are traitors bought by the Saidi people."
"That's why I say that Xiyiqi is a quagmire."
"Since the establishment of the Common Happiness Mutual Aid Society, the White Mango God from the ancient ballads of the Xiyiqi people has been used to calm the emotions of mutant patients, strengthen their will, and stabilize social order to a great extent. Based on the information I have read, I speculate that its psychological therapy is very similar to the religions on Earth. The Common Happiness Mutual Aid Society has indeed allowed many mutant patients and Xiyiqi people to find spiritual sustenance and hope. According to existing data, the rate at which Xiyiqi people join the society has been increasing. Currently, about 8% of the Xiyiqi people on the planet have joined the Common Happiness Mutual Aid Society, most of whom are healthy Xiyiqi people who have not mutated."
"There are so many already?" Xiao Zhen asked in surprise.
"At the same time, riots caused by drug shortages have also dropped by 70% in recent years," Yan An No. 8 said. "This can be seen as the effect of the Common Happiness Mutual Aid Association."
Xiao Zhen asked, "Who is behind the Common Happiness Mutual Aid Association?"
"It's the richest Chongyu tribe in Xiyiqi, and the president Tashi is from the Chongyu tribe." Yan'an No. 8 said.
Xiao Zhen paced a few steps on the spot, "Check the Chongyu tribe for me, and this suspicious president, Tashi."
"Okay." Yan An No. 8 said.
"Religion has always been an effective spiritual placebo," Xiao Zhen said, "and it's also a good business."
Yan An No. 8 said, "Yes, so No. 6, No. 10 and I have been planning to establish a religion."
"What!" Xiao Zhen said angrily, "What do you and your iteration want to do?"
