1942 Chatper 388: Unexpectedly...
Putting it simply, what Heavenly Fate had been doing was researching the human body and creating superhumans.
Instead of calling what the nightcaw birds had been transmitting poison, you might as well call it drugs to stimulate changes to the human body.
It was survival of the fittest in natural selection.
In the end, each subsequent transmission of the drug would breed the strongest person. Those who adapted would evolve more rapidly, while those who didn't could probably only turn into zombies as a foundation.
From the looks of it, the experiments Fan Qiuhe conducted on a small scale had similar purpose to Heavenly Fate's deeds.
They were both researching the human body. However, Fan Qiuhe was probably only doing research for his own benefit. He wanted to obtain information on how to become strong from other people's bodies. This included how to augment one's inner world and spiritual conscious, etc.
That's why he cooped up in that underground prison the entire time to nurture puppet dolls that belonged to him.
There was most likely no question about it that Fan Qiuhe belonged to Heavenly Fate, but Qiao Mu wasn't clear on whose jurisdiction Fan Qiuhe was under.
It seemed that setting out for Clear Sky Gorge was a pressing issue, but the competition concerned the sapling's life, so she could not be complacent either.
"Qiaoqiao?" Qi Xuanxuan saw that Qiao Mu had lowered her head, but she didn't want to cut off the latter's train of thought. However, there was a group of people blocking their path at the moment, so Qi Xuanxuan had no choice but to alert Qiao Mu by pulling on the latter's sleeve.
"Hm?" Qiao Mu turned to look at Qi Xuanxuan. "Are we heading back?"
Qi Xuanxuan shook her head. "No."
"Qiaoqiao, look." Qi Xuanxuan tugged Qiao Mu's sleeve and pointed up ahead at the group of people blocking the wide path.
The paths in Godsend Academy were quite spacious. It wasn't a problem for five to six people to walk abreast. However, ten or so people had spread out and blocked their way.
"What business do you have?" Qiao Mu furrowed her brows.
One cyan-clothed girl stepped up and looked Qiao Mu up and down before asking, "Ah, are you that grand talisman practitioner who can draw storage talismans?"
Qiao Mu creased her brows as she sized up that girl. She asked with a stoic face, "So?"
"Your Excellency! Can you draw me a storage talisman!" This girl suddenly knelt down in front of Qiao Mu and crossed her hands in front of her chest. She exclaimed agitatedly with yearning eyes, "I-I am willing, willing to use spiritual weapons or medicinal materials and the like to exchange! Will Your Excellency please bestow me with a storage talisman!"
Qiao Mu was embarrassed…
The little lady had thought that there was yet again people who lacked sense and came to make trouble. She was puzzled as to how she had made enemies with people in Godsend Academy.
"Will Your Excellency please bestow me with a storage talisman!" The ten or so people all knelt down together and cupped their hands pleadingly.
Qi Xuanxuan's mouth twitched nonstop: /Sh*t, she had also thought that they had come to look for trouble, yet who knew that it was just a bunch of clowns!/
"Your Excellency!"
"Please agree, Your Excellency!"
Qiao Mu expressionlessly looked up at the sky and posed a look of contemplation. "As storage talismans rival the power of creation, it is extremely difficult to draw."
"We understand, we understand, we understand!" The group of people nodded repeatedly and spoke excitedly, "We are willing to wait in a queue! One month, three months, or a year is all okay! Please do not refuse us, Your Excellency! Just tell us what you want, Your Excellency."
Qiao Mu nodded. "Then wait a bit. I'll draft up a list of items for exchange."
"Yes, yes, yes!"
"Thank you, Your Excellency!"
