At Blue Frog Hospital, Qi Si listened to Lin Chen's account over the phone, one brow slightly raised.
This morning, the nurse had delivered four bowls of tadpole soup. The Players had drunk three bowls and poured out one, yet the number of tadpoles Lin Chen's side showed as eaten had still steadily increased by one hundred and forty.
Did this mean that only whole, raw tadpoles counted?
It seemed they would have to wait until tomorrow and find a way to conduct a control experiment before they could truly clarify the Instance's counting rules.
Qi Si calmly calculated in his mind while not forgetting to offer Lin Chen a few reassuring words, so as to keep this tool's mindset steady.
At the ten-minute mark, the call ended as scheduled.
Lu Zimo looked at Huang Xiaofei, putting on an appearance of someone too weak to handle nourishment and frail enough to be toppled by the wind. "Sis, these tadpoles can trigger curses and carry parasites. Do I really have to keep eating them?"
Huang Xiaofei stared at a spot on the bedsheet, seemingly lost in thought.
Qi Si set down the phone and spoke at the right moment. "As far as I know, Instances generally don't have scenarios where the whole group gets wiped out. Since the hospital requires every one of us to drink tadpole soup, that precisely proves that eating tadpoles isn't a direct condition for death."
"If you're really worried, have Brother Sun cook the tadpoles into tadpole soup before taking them. It should be fine."
Hearing this, Sun Dekuan gave Lu Zimo an honest smile. "Yeah, Little Lu. There's not even a shadow of proof yet, so what are you scared of? No matter how many parasites there are, once they're cooked, don't they all become