The temple closed the lid, put it aside, and then took out a small camera and took a set of pictures.

He opened the album and made up a number, looked at it again, and when he found that he could clearly see the degree of corrosion, he nodded with satisfaction.

This camera is not his, but a thank you gift he received after he kindly 'sent' a young photographer out in the misty forest.

The temple took out a large bottle, diluted the milky white liquid about ten times, and mixed it into the energy cube of the large needle bee.

In the evening, after he prepared dinner, he pulled the dream demon who was still addicted to art and the big needle bee who was thinking by the river to the napkin.

"Eat first."

The temple pointed to the extraordinarily rich dinner, "Big needle bee, you have added something special to your energy cube, if you feel any changes in your body, tell me immediately, you know!" ”

The needlebee nodded silently and began to eat a quick dinner, still immersed in the afternoon practice by the river.

It felt that when its two poisonous needles pierced into the water, castration became extremely difficult and difficult to aim.

The Dream Demon Lady is still immersed in the shape of the branches while feeding herself dinner with her shadow, and it seems that she will not get tired of it in a short time.

Two days later.

The temple took out a leaf again and put it on the red mark stained with the venom of the needle bee, and when the leaf was corroded, it was quickly put into the water box and preserved.

He took out his camera and pulled up the number one photo and compared it carefully.

"No change ......"

The temple's heart sank, but he didn't give up, but still took a set of photos and set it as No. 2.

Although he was disappointed, he was able to develop enough patience thanks to the blessing of his previous experiments.

"Dreams."

The Dream Demon picked up a branch again, and skillfully made a finished product, and it was more delicate and beautiful than the temple's made.

She looked at it, but it was directly shattered again, because there was a scratch on it that ruined the beauty.

As a carver artist, Miss Dream Demon is absolutely unbearable.

After another two days, the temple looked at the third set of photos in his hand and sighed, but in an instant, he lifted his spirits again.

"Dreams!"

The Dream Demon floated over from the side and looked at him curiously.

The temple turned his head to look, and a few wisps of shadow quickly made a finished product, and then put it aside.

The finished product has been piled up on the side, like a standard programmed factory.

He knew that he had to find a new way to play for the eldest lady.

The big needle bee by the river was quietly watching the river, and suddenly, an afterimage flashed.

Bang!

A jet of water gushed up.

The big needle bee shook off the water droplets on the white poisonous needle, and looked a little dissatisfied, because the momentum caused was too great, and it did not follow the water potential as the temple said.

The hall nodded silently, and he touched the dream demon's hair, "Follow me." ”

He walked over to a large block of wood by the river and motioned for the Dream Demon to come over.

He drew five red dots on the wooden block with a red pen, and drew a red circle on the outside.

"Dream Demon, next you have to use a shadow sneak attack to penetrate it, but you can't touch the red circle outside."

Diana pointed to the red dot in the middle, "This is it!" ”

"Dreams!"

The dream demon looked at the hall, then looked at the wooden block in front of him suspiciously, and tried to poke a shadow at it.

Bang.

The wooden block didn't even shake for a moment, let alone penetrate it.

The Dream Demon was furious.

Bang!

The block was knocked out of the way, but it still didn't penetrate.

The temple smiled, then turned around and continued to look for the empty thorn grass.

Bang, bang, bang, bang.

As a result, this sound was the same all day.

Night.

"What the hell went wrong?"

The temple lay on the cushion, looking up at the sky, silently thinking about the problem.

"Could it be that the content is too small to cause changes in the needle bee......

He tossed and turned and couldn't come to a reasonable conclusion, and finally sighed and fell into a deep sleep.

"This is the seventh group."

The hall picked up the leaves and lit them, then put them in the water box, and observed them silently.

"The epidermis is corroded, and the leaf veins are not damaged, is it still not good......

He sighed, but still pulled up the first set of photos and began to compare, "Wait! The mesophyll part is more corroded!! ”

The hall was pleasantly surprised, and hurriedly called up the photos of several other groups and carefully compared them.

"Sure enough!!"

He let out a depressed breath and felt a glimmer of light.

Then he began to search for the Acanthora more actively, and then squeezed out the milky liquid again.

In the blink of an eye, another half a month has passed.

From being diluted five times two weeks ago, but now directly given to the big needle bee with the undiluted milky white liquid, the progress is very obvious.

The temple carefully wore black gloves and covered his nose with a cloth to light a leaf.

Laugh at!!

A puff of black smoke came out, and the front of the entire leaf was completely corroded into a black liquid.

"Strengthened again."

After collecting the data with a camera, the temple placed it in an iron bucket with clear river water.

As the bee venom of the needle bee became stronger and stronger, he no longer dared to dispose of the waste after the experiment, but dared to discard it after completely eliminating its hidden dangers.

Suddenly, the temple looked at the waste in the bucket, and a strange thought popped up in his mind, "Should I take a stinky sludge and use it specifically to dispose of these things?" ”

He smiled, the stinky mud is not so easy to grasp, and even if he does, he has to be able to endure the smell of it.

The hall looked around and sighed, the grass within a radius of a hundred meters had been completely turned over by him, and there was no more empty thorn grass, if you want to wait for the next batch to grow, I don't know how long it will take.

"It's time to change places."

After squeezing all the empty thorn grass in his hand into a milky white liquid, the temple cleaned up the surroundings and cleaned them up.

Bang, bang, bang!

The dream demon was still unyielding at the wooden block in front of him, and a wisp of extremely black shadow quickly stabbed towards the red dot, but only a trace was left.

"Dream—"

She was engrossed in a condensed, extremely thin shadow piercing, then spun and stabbed forward.

Poof!!

"Dreams!"

The dream demon screamed in surprise, but she leaned over to take a look, and although she stabbed into it, it was not deep, and it was still very early to penetrate it.

And the head is also a little off, and it has pierced the red line next to it.

But the Dream Demon was still happy, because she couldn't stab it at all before.

Compared to before, there has been a lot of improvement.

The large needle bee next to it can already stab into the water silently and quickly, but it is difficult to maintain a high frequency of silent puncture, and it will still make water sounds from time to time.