Into the Immortal Cultivation - Chapter 1912

[Chapter 224: Observation Records and Diary of Despair]

The first day, the weather, this ghost planet has no concept of “weather”.

The lesson about this mushroom must be remembered, remembered firmly, carved into the bones, and must not be forgotten. Yes, when life does not need taste to improve the efficiency of its predation, and has been able to redefine its taste through technological means, this “subjective” feeling has lost its value of existence.

In layman’s terms, I suspect that as long as the dragons are willing, they can taste the fragrance even if they eat shit. If you think about it carefully, the content of organic matter in feces is still quite high, and it is rich in biological sources and lipids. The indigestible dietary fiber is a polysaccharide, which can theoretically be broken down by specific enzymes.

In short, absolutely cannot learn from such an abnormal species!

In addition, regarding the meat worms on this planet, it is tentatively named “Pool”. This is a special word that appears in their conversation. The frequency of occurrence is not the highest, but after this word appears once, it will appear continuously in a short period of time, often accompanied by some specific pronunciations. I speculate that what this pronunciation represents should be a noun. I take this term as their tentative name.

As for the scientific name and racial name in the sense of the way of life, it needs to be determined after they establish communication.

I’ve started parsing their phonemes. At this rate, I think it’s not too long before I crack their language.

At this time, I was somewhat hopeful that the group of polas I met, especially Pola 3, was a particularly rude individual who always spoke swear words. so. I’ll be able to put a swear word at their temporary race name level into the file. Think a little excited.

It is worth mentioning that in this special black land, I found the body of a monk who has not yet decayed.

From the perspective of breath, this cultivator should have been the cultivation base of Jiedan or Nascent Soul during his lifetime. After his death, the entire body was quickly dehydrated, and the corpse fluid basically penetrated into the black soil. What’s particularly disgusting is that the growth of the fungus blocks around the corpse is exceptionally good… I don’t know how to describe it, it feels like an immature Cordyceps sinensis.

I even wonder if there is some strange parasitic relationship between this fungus block and these puffs. These fungus blocks will lure these puffers to eat with their deliciousness. Then, these bacteria use Pola’s body to absorb more nutrients and grow their own group.

I think this conjecture is justified. Because, I did find a large number of pula remains in the interior of the black earth.

Maybe I can start here and do a little research.

And near the complete body of the sentence I discovered today, there is also a small bone fragment with symbols written on it. I got their symbology.

It should be noted that monks have a long life span, so during their lifetime, the popular calligraphy art of the entire civilization and even the text symbols will change several times. Therefore, the symbols on the bone slices may not necessarily correspond to the current Poula language.

Tomorrow will focus on deciphering the bone fragments and observing the daily behavior of this group of puffs.

Also, consider doing a big search of the planet for possible fossils.

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I don’t know who you are, but when you read this passage, I must be dead.

I don’t know which side you represent. Is it the new hill deserter? Or was it sent by Master Qingzong to investigate the truth of this incident?

Perhaps, you will be Lord Qingzong himself?

But, it doesn’t matter anymore, I’ll be dead by then, it doesn’t matter who sees this thing.

However, I still want to pass this record to pass a little bit of information about this monster to my compatriots. If one day, my compatriots need to fight against these monsters, then this record may become an important strategic resource.

Just hope my intel is really useful.

This monster has a very weird palate. In his mouth, the unpalatable product of the Death Curse Land is actually no different from the hills. After consuming both substances, he performed similar ritual actions. Not sure what blasphemous taboo ritual that was, but it was pretty insane for sure.

I’ve never seen anyone fold their flesh like that.

However, the monster seems to enjoy doing so.

If he really does attack the hills to satisfy his appetite, then you might consider paying tribute to the products of the Death Curse Land to please him.

Oh, by the way, it’s worth mentioning that he seems to be very interested in death curse beasts. When it appeared for the first time, he also looked at the death curse beast a few more times. Perhaps this is a place to watch. Does this monster like Death Spellbeasts?

Could it be that Lord Qingzong kept the Death Cursed Beast in order to fight against this thing? After this idea was born, I was very tormented. On the one hand, I was afraid that I had wrongly blamed Master Qingzong. On the other hand, I was a little scared. What if Master Qingzong was also the puppet of this monster?

After all, this monster is very powerful. Son of the Mist is no match for him either.

There are so many things that are incomprehensible.

So, no matter who you are, please be careful. If you can, do your best to investigate Lord Qingzong. Do this, please.

The reason why I leave such a message is not for anything else, but to prove to the people of the hills that those who turn their backs on the hills are not all lunatics and lunatics. We are just poor people who have seen some truth clearly, and desperately want to break through the shady world for that truth.

That monster has boundless mana. He was able to fly at will with several people from the hills and three dead curse beasts that were not forbidden by law, and arrived at the deserter’s holy place, “Tian” located here.

My brother, Teng Toutai, another defector, told me that this is the hope that generations of defectors have built up with their own flesh and blood. However, if you want this “hope” to last for a long time, then this piece of “hope” cannot supply too many hill people at one time. The previous generation of deserters saw this clearly, so they returned to the hills.

But what no one knew was that there seemed to be a deserter who stayed. The monster rummaged through and found his body. The corpse of this venerable pioneer was taken away by the disgusting monster like this. I don’t know whether to perform a sacrilegious ritual or eat it directly.

Poor senior!

The senior also had a suit of armor with him. He seems to have left some message on Hejia. But the hateful thing is that the monster also took the senior’s unique pen.

His intelligence may be very high. Could he possibly understand?

In short, he developed an unusual interest in the text of the hills. I’ll bury this glider later. Hope that monster didn’t notice.

Those who betrayed him were utterly inscrutable.

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The next day, the weather, the green light.

After I finished recording yesterday, the Poula Four showed amazing intelligence. He appears to have carved words into a plate of his own.

It was really a surprise. I haven’t been able to decipher the contents written by Poola 4 for the time being, but what is certain is that the contents written by Poola 4 and the “suicide note” I found next to the corpse used a highly consistent symbol system. Also, many symbols follow a similar order. This shows that the grammar of the polas has not changed.

I don’t know why, but Poula No. 4 solemnly buried the board in the soil. Since there is only one piece of dirt on this planet, this shouldn’t be a Shinto ritual or custom. However, it is also possible that Poola Four is copying some folklore from his hometown.

Out of respect for folklore, I didn’t dig out that board right away. However, I have written down all the symbols.

Considering this folk custom, maybe I should pick a day to return the suicide note I found earlier to those puffers. This may be the first step in repairing my relationship with them.

Of course, one must be prepared for “this effort is pointless”. Because, only one bug, Poula-4, has done such an activity.

The language proficiency spell bestowed upon me by Beauty has convinced me that I can decipher the language of these little things. But it takes time. These little things do not have the classic structure of a “tongue”, and they also lack resonance chambers and resonators. Beauty God may not like this lack of change in language. The parsing was not as smooth as expected.

In addition, under the remote guidance of the Tianlingling cultivator, I tried to dissect the remains.

It’s amazing how small these guys have brains. That ratio, let alone compared with the human race. Even compared with non-primate mammals in China, it is low.

In other words, although they are a civilization composed of the same species, they are not innate intelligent creatures, but similar to the kind of demon clan, acquired through acquired wisdom.

This also explains why their limbs have no evolutionary traces of “adaptive tools”. Of all the non-herd and non-heavenly jealous creatures I have ever seen, even the Lauder Zerg, who are the least intelligent creatures, have four upper limbs that can be grasped.

They are the beneficiaries of this extremely spiritual environment. This aura environment ensures that this species can be enlightened and form a civilization.

In addition, it is very strange that there is no such structure as “bones” in their bodies, and the whole body is almost only muscles and internal organs. The chitin-like substance attached to the chelicerae is not an exoskeleton, but something similar to a specialized cuticle.

Can’t imagine what their ancestors looked like.

The search for the planet’s biological fossils must be moved up the agenda.

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The hills! Please listen to what I have to say!

That monster really desecrated the corpses of the hill people!

[End of this Chapter]