Part 4 The Undead Chapter 190 The Mushroom and the Fish
Looking out the bulbous window that reflected the glow of the gas wall lamps, the hooded and masked Alger was about to ask for details of the operation when he suddenly saw a shadow grow out of the thick darkness beside him, transforming into a tall, thin, pale and sickly young man.
”Bloodless,” Heath Doyle …… Alger quickly recognized as the second mate of the Future.
Heath didn’t look at him, but spoke directly to Admiral Kadriya, the “Star Admiral”:
”Captain, they didn’t notice anything out of the ordinary, they made a creamy soup out of those mushrooms and prepared a pan-fried meat and fish as tonight’s main course.”
”Very well.” Gadelia took off the heavy glasses that rested on the bridge of her nose and looked with eyes that showed a mysterious purple color to the location of the house’s dining room that was blocked by a wall.
Without shivering, Heath Doyle’s figure instantly darkened and returned to the shadows, diving somewhere unknown.
After listening to the conversation between the two men, combined with the content of the “Hermit” lady, “Hangman” Alger probably understood what the core elements of tonight’s action:
Mushrooms!
Poisonous mushrooms!
Although he didn’t know how the “General above the Stars” had disabled the spiritual intuition of the extraordinary people inside, unable to distinguish normal mushrooms from poisonous ones, Alger believed that it was not impossible in the occult.
He spoke hesitantly:
”Will this result in the death of the ‘artisan’ Sharf?”
Wild “artisans” were quite rare, and Alger didn’t want to lose such a “friend” while there was still room for maneuver, as far as he was concerned, the most ideal solution was to imprison this guy and make him a prisoner for himself and the “hermit”. “The Hidden One” exclusive “craftsman”.
”No way.” Gadelia calmly shook her head, casually explaining, “Whether it’s the information you’ve given or the details observed by my crew, there’s a point mentioned that Sharf doesn’t like eating fish, and even hates it very much, which might be related to the fact that he got a fish splinter in his throat when he was a child.”
It was based on this matter that Gadelia finally chose the “Mushroom Tactic”, which could effectively dismantle the enemy’s vital forces and minimize the risk to her side.
–The kind of mushrooms that could reproduce by devouring flesh and blood in the dark environment was ruled out by the “General above the Stars” at the very beginning, because it could make the inspirational Extraordinary Person notice the abnormality directly, just like facing the highly poisonous things, and in addition, the belief in the “primordial moon” was also rejected. In addition, an extraordinary person who believes in the “primordial moon” is likely to have an in-depth knowledge of herbs, plants, and fruits, and should be able to recognize mushrooms that are too dangerous just by looking at them.
The only way to hide it from them is if the food itself is harmless and mutates through contact with something else.
This is exactly what happened with the kind of mushrooms Frank created earlier!
If the two conditions of fish and water were not put together, that kind of mushroom would be a normal mushroom that would neither poison anyone nor cause diarrhea, it would be digested little by little, broken down into different components, and ultimately expelled from the body – at this point, it would be useless to have fish and water.
For this reason, Gadelia purposely let Frank redo the experiment that was temporarily abandoned, obtained a batch of mushrooms, and promised to hunt down an Aurora Club “Rose Bishop” to him in the future.
”Hate fish ……” whispered Alger, feeling that once again he could not keep up with The Hermit’s train of thought.
He had asked whether the poisonous mushrooms would cause the death of the artisan, but the answer was that the artisan would not die, because he did not like fish, and even hated it.
Is there any necessary connection? Alger wondered to himself in his mind, but did not open his mouth to ask.
He remained silent, deciding to watch and pay more attention later.
After a while, there were sudden shrieks coming out of that house, accompanied by grunt after grunt of pain and vomiting.
”Action.” Gadelia gave the order in an unusually concise manner.
Her figure instantly became transparent, as if she had turned into a statue made of countless starlight aggregates.
The statue shattered all of a sudden, and the bright starlight dotted and surged, coming to the doorway of the house in a hugh manner, and burrowing in through the cracks.
Pieces of starlight regrouped inside, and Kadriya’s figure was revealed.
Then she heard the sound of whistling wind and the thump of crashing movement.
The door frame rattled, the door opened, and hooded and masked Alger entered the target building no slower than the Star General.
With a quick glance, he quickly took in the situation at the restaurant location:
”Sharf the Tinker was staggering backward away from the long table in a state of shock;
Two men and a woman were sprawled on the floor, vomiting up mushrooms, and their clothes had split open between their chests and stomachs, sprouting mushroom after mushroom.
Noticing that someone came in, these people subconsciously looked up, and white mycelium was already showing on their faces, one clump after another.
Alger’s masked face involuntarily twitched.
Although he was experienced and knowledgeable, not the kind of extraordinary person who had never seen a horrific scene, such an image still brought him a strong visual and spiritual impact.
”The Star Above General” Gadelia expected it, but didn’t expect it to be so frightening, and froze for a moment before cupping her mouth with her right hand and whistling.
An illusory rope emerged from the ground, coiling around the three “primal moon” believers like a snake and tying them up.
”Is there a way to abort?” Gadelia turned her head sideways to the shadow in the corner.
After a moment of silence, Heath Doyle’s voice came from there:
”Frank says he hasn’t experimented with a way to abort, only cremation.”
Cremation …… Gadelia’s eyebrows twitched slightly, and immediately pulled out a handful of powder from the dark bag and threw it over.
Those powders seem to have their own vitality, accurately landed on the three “primitive moon” believers and various mushrooms.
Noiselessly, crimson flames rose up, silently burning everything they touched.
”Sharf, the artisan, had been frozen in fear when he witnessed the change, and after the intrusion, he wanted to rely on his magical items to fight back, but he soon recognized the visitor as “Star General” Gadelia, and gave up his reasoning and stood resolutely on the spot to wait.
He asked himself that he still had a high value, and no matter where he went, he would not be killed outright, and the “General above the Stars” had never had a bad reputation.
The worst case scenario is to join the Star Pirates …… Moreover, this pirate admiral himself is better looking than the portrait on the wanted notice, completely different temperament …… Sharf pulled down the wolf tooth necklace, piled up a coquettish smile, and waited for the intruder to say the purpose.
Gadelia glanced at him, scrutinizing his looks carefully, and could only determine that he was a typical Intisian, not seeing a comparable resemblance to the Queen.
The pirate general spoke with deliberation:
”I was originally introduced to you through a friend who wanted to look for you to make magical items, only to find out that you had gotten together with the followers of the ‘Primal Moon’.
”The three of them aren’t strong enough to restrict you, so why are you still staying here?”
One of Gadelia’s main imaginary enemies for this operation was actually the “Artisan” himself, because she couldn’t kill him but also wanted to control him, and he also had many magical items that matched properly, so he could definitely be considered a strong enemy, but as a result, she didn’t expect things to go so smoothly.
Sharf laughed sardonically:
”They first had strong people in Byam, and through the scent and powder of a certain flower, I contracted a strange disease and became weaker.”
Gadelia said with a casual glance:
”Now that you have regained your health, why don’t you look for an opportunity to escape?”
Alger watched quietly from the side, not speaking lest his voice betray him.
”Artisans,” Sharf said with a couple dry chuckles:
”During the time I was controlled by them, they told me that as long as I believed in the ‘Primal Moon’, I would be able to cure my persistent illness through certain rituals, I didn’t resist the temptation and gave it a try, and the result was that it really worked, and I got back the feeling of being a man again… …”
At this point, he came to an abrupt halt, realizing that he had said too much and exposed his hidden illness.
Was this a case of being too indulgent when it came to women and gradually losing the ability to do so? Alger let out a secret chortle.
Sharf looked up at the two men across from him, and seeing that no one uttered a scoff, he coughed softly and continued:
”It wasn’t by drugs, it was a real return to the state of my youth, and after that, I had two dreams about the bloody and tantalizing looking moon.
”I think I should have indeed become a believer of the ‘primal moon’, so I didn’t dare to run away.”
Gadelia and Alger made silent eye contact, and at the same time sentenced the “artisan” to death in their hearts:
As long as a person really believed in evil gods and demons or some hidden existence, unless they were willing to keep on doing so and slowly become fanatical, even if they regretted and were protected by the official forces for a long time without any problems, they could still strangle themselves in their sleep in a few years’ time without a sound!
This is almost impossible to save, unless one qualifies for the blessing of an earthly angel at the level of the pope of a major church, or receives the quarantine of some sealing object and lives permanently underground.
Of course, in similar circumstances, nothing to do, still live to old age normal death there are many, but that most of them are ordinary people, belong to the easy to be ignored by the evil gods and demons, hidden existence of the object, and Scharf is a very useful “craftsman”.
Gadelia no longer mention the “primitive moon” believers, for her, “craftsmen” whether to believe in the evil gods is not too big a problem, as long as you can communicate, reach a deal, not crazy from time to time, you can cooperate, other things are not a pirate need to worry about. Worry about.
She turned to say:
”What magical items do you have now? I’ll pick some of them and keep a few for you.”
For such a development, “Craftsman” Sharf was not surprised at all, the other party was a pirate, not a police officer, grabbing a handful in passing was simply normal, and to be able to leave a few pieces for him, he felt that he should sincerely thank him.
In fact, with his level and items, sparring a little may really succeed in escaping, but he did not have the courage.
”Okay.” Sharf first took out a pair of gray and white framed glasses from his chest pocket, “Stone Ghost Glasses, as long as there is eye contact, it can make the other person’s body paralyzed as if they were petrified, there are two negative effects, one is that if you look in the mirror while wearing it, you will paralyze yourself as well, and the second is that your body will become heavy, and you won’t be agile enough to move.”
Isn’t this the item that I booked …… So it has already been made successfully …… Looking at the “craftsman” Alger, his eyes couldn’t help but narrow.