Chapter 191 Not Falling for It
Mu En temporarily stopped worrying about what that arrogant, arrogant Sea of Corruption really wanted. He couldn't figure it out even after being single for over twenty years in his previous life, and he couldn't understand it even more now that he had lost his human senses.
He refocused his attention on the spiritual sea before him, the "Internet" belonging to the Sea of Corruption Insect Clan, an excellent channel for communication.
Through communication, he has figured out the operating mechanism of the Sea of Corruption.
Unless the forest or insects are threatened, the will of the Sea of Corruption was merely a collective consciousness capable of communication.
Clearly, she had not caused any harm to the Sea of Corruption, and even if some insects did actively seek refuge with the Erdtree, she would be powerless to interfere.
Mu En decided to give it a try.
At this moment, the entire underwater grassland, radiating a faint blue light, reappeared before him. Many consciousnesses were still observing Mu En, but they were clearly no longer as curious as before.
Right in the middle of this ocean, Mu En spoke to the swarm of insects once again.
I admire you all.
"For millennia, the Sea of Corruption and the swarm of insects have been selflessly working to repair this world; such greatness deserves our utmost respect."
The frequency of the flashing lights in the field increased slightly, Mu En's words once again attracted the attention of many Ohmu, and this attention was now tinged with goodwill.
"However, some people not only fail to appreciate the Sea of Corruption's contribution to purifying the world, but also betray their countrymen by using them for various forms of cruelty and exploitation."
"This Ohmu is the one we rescued from there."
The image of the underground laboratory in the Mining Town appeared in the mental space; it was a scene seen by the Blessed Warrior.
Instruments stained with insect blood, embryos yet to be given life, trays containing insect organs, and a record board densely covered with bloody and cruel experimental notes—
The wilderness in the main story becomes turbulent again. The swarm of Sea of Corruption insects cannot accept anything more than someone hunting insects, let alone such a cruel experiment.
But as Mu En continued to show Nausicaä healing and comforting the Ohmu Ohmu, the Ohmu calmed down again, and they were able to distinguish right from wrong.
"I just can't stand what those people are doing, so I can offer the Zerg some help."
What do you want?
A powerful spiritual energy emanated from the depths of the wilderness. Mu En could see the source of the voice: an Ohmu whose carapace was covered in fungi, resembling Sea of Corruption. It had probably lived longer than the history of the Valley of the Valley of the Wind.
"It's simple. Those people not only cooperate with the Void, but they also persecute your own kind. If they invade this land again, send your swarms to join me."
"Not interested." Ohmu interrupted Mu En.
Hatred drives the swarm away from its duty to protect. Humans kill one of our kind, we destroy one of their cities, then they build more weapons, we lose more of our kind, and the cycle never ends.
[We will not participate in human conflicts, as long as we do not directly attack the forests.]
"That's exactly the same argument as Fu Sea of Corruption's —in that case, I'll help you become stronger in exchange for your help?"
"I can make your bodies stronger, your shells harder, and grant you power unique to me."
[But we're already quite strong, so gaining your power wouldn't be of any benefit to us, would it?]
Another, slightly younger, Ohmu consciousness intervened and provided an answer.
Subsequently, more Ohmu chimed in, showing absolutely no interest in these suggestions of fighting and killing.
Mu En felt a bit of a headache; why weren't these Ohmu falling for the trick?
Unlike humans, who are easily driven by self-interest, blinded by hatred, and led by the nose by the desire for power, these giants, who can live for hundreds of years, have a clearer understanding of the essence of things.
Mu En fell into deep thought, standing quietly in the middle of the field, reconsidering how to communicate with the insect swarm.
After careful consideration, he recalled the initial curiosity the Ohmu had shown him when he arrived, so he decided to use an old-fashioned method.
"I come from a faraway land beyond your comprehension, possessing knowledge and experiences that have never existed in this world before."
"There is no Sea of Corruption, no Ohmu, and no Void there; real green trees form forests, and the azure ocean is teeming with colorful creatures."
The swarm of Ohmu ' spiritual tentacles all stopped moving, and the entire field of eerie blue light points turned their attention toward Mu En.
[Wait, the world you're talking about doesn't have Sea of Corruption, so who will purify the toxins?]
[Are the real trees referring to those small, brown trees? Can such frail things really be called a forest?]
[Even insectoids can't survive in the sea, so how could there be any other life?]
The mental network instantly became abuzz. Mu En's words piqued the interest of the Ohmu. These insects, whose intelligence surpassed that of humans and who could communicate through the network, loved sharing their latest discoveries in the mental network.
But in this world that rises and falls repeatedly for some reason, there is little new thing that can attract their attention. To the Ohmu, the Eftal people of three hundred years ago are no different from the Dorok of today.
Mu En was surprised by the Ohmu Qun's enthusiasm, so he casually recounted the story of Pazu and Sheeta from his memory, which is the story of " Castle in the Sky ".
Of course, he played the original version, not the version where he randomly entered and the plot went haywire.
The first thing to appear is a giant castle suspended above a sea of clouds, where ancient rock structures and giant green trees blend together seamlessly.
Below the castle, green land stretches out, trains puff white smoke as they pass through the fields, and shepherds drive their flocks across the hillsides.
The camera zooms in, focusing on a short-haired boy who is frantically repairing a steaming brass pipe under the loud voice of his master.
Who is this? What is he doing?
"His name is Pazu, a mechanic's apprentice, from a world dominated by steam and machinery."
Mu En certainly wouldn't present a dry narrative, but rather showcase it through a mental network from a cinematic perspective.
The Ohmu can see Sheeta descend from the sky, witness the thrilling chase on the railway tracks, and see the twinkling star-like veins of Volucite in the mine.
As the robots trudged out of the military fortress, the violent proton beams sweeping across the city walls reminded them of the destroyers that occasionally awoke in ancient history.
The final scene cuts to the moment when Pazu, with his neck stiff, pleads with the air pirates.
"I must rescue Sheeta!"
Dola put on her windproof helmet and carefully observed the boy's eyes.
Just then, the video abruptly stopped.
[Then what!]
[Yeah, what happened to it?]
Did she agree? How will they save her?
"That's all. I'm not going to stay here telling stories for no reason."
Mu En shrugged his non-existent shoulders. He had already done more than enough to tell you all this.
The mental space fell into a deathly silence. Although they hadn't heard of that term before, all the Ohmu were expressing the same thing—those despicable, incomplete writers!!!
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