The iron fist of the heavenly soldier punches to the flesh, hitting the mushroom until it twists into a cake, and every punch can hit the mushroom burst.

The white pulp from the burst mushrooms gathered into a stream, and together with the remaining seawater, it flowed down from the 1st to 99th floors of the Tower of Babel, and became a curtain on the outside of the tower.

"They're pretty juicy." Shang Luo touched his chin, "But why bother, just leave obediently." ”

[Their wisdom doesn't seem to be enough.] 】

Shang Luo shook his head: "This is instead proof that they have wisdom. Creatures have the instinct to seek advantage and avoid harm, and we have shown the power of Tarzan to dominate the sky. At this time, it is instinctive to leave by yourself. And yet these guys. The obsessions they had learned elsewhere had overwhelmed their biological instincts. This kind of concentration is not what animals should have. ”

[I have a suspicion that they may not have biological instincts at all, or are quite weak. Their lives can be said to have arisen because of the 'light'. This may be a gift from their own people – they live for their ideals. Each of them will only worry about the worries of the world first, and enjoy the joy of the world after the world, and everyone is a living saint who does not like things and does not feel sad about himself. Tsk, sad. 】

"Oh?" Shang Luo asked her, "What do you think, how is this sad?" ”

[Because this fearless spirit must be great under the backdrop of human nature. Sacrificing one's life for righteousness and not being afraid of death is a strong man, and the key here is 'sacrificing one's life'. Because it is a tragedy to "destroy beautiful things for others to see", and if there is no beauty in life, then death is not a tragedy. 】

"Oh, you know that. Have you read the book too? ”

[I don't have to read books at all, I have an exact one in my family!] 】

"Oh yes. You happen to have one at home. ”

So what I hate most is these emotionless machines.] These mushrooms probably still have a bit of brains, but their poor slime brains aren't enough to support their current behavior. They're all thinking in the same way of thinking — they're thinking about their beliefs as external brains. What's the difference between this and ants and bees? 】

"Hmm," Shang Luo thought for a moment, "they may still have some biological nature. ”

[For example?] 】

"Phototaxis. It's the biological nature of slime molds—and I'm afraid that's why their beliefs are so deeply rooted. This belief in phototaxis is the last remaining biological instinct in their slime brains. And it is the serpent that brings them light. ”

[Did the snake say anything?] I don't think I said anything. 】

"That's the saddest part. They believe in snakes, and this behavior is not even approved by snakes. Oh, look at their mushroom faces, grandma doesn't love uncle. They just saw the phototaxis of snakes and began to believe in snakes. It seems that it was the serpent of the world that ignited an unquenchable wildfire in their hearts. ”

[Well, they seem to be quite useful? This kind of strong obsession is something that Doudou doesn't have. 】

"Indeed. Doudou is completely reversed, Doudou is seeking advantages and avoiding disadvantages, and they are not good at all. In this nature, Doudou can also be bad. But the beans we see are all good beanies, and they, like us, have a compromise between biological instinct and sociality. Well, it's just that sometimes it's a little greedy, and it's not a big problem. Obviously they can be bad, how did they become so cute?. ”

[Because Doudou went to school.] The beanies you see have been learning since they were inside the pods. Their school seems to be in the cave of the Quanzhen sect. Just like people, everyone has the freedom to be good or bad, but everyone will. They are the light of heaven and earth, born as a fairy bean through the immortal root, and become a super powerful fairy bean people. 】

Shang Luo nodded: "Although these mushroom people are also very useful, and they seem to be very talented, they may also be of great use in the future." But if they remain hostile, it won't work. But if they don't even know to be afraid, then I'm afraid there's really nothing to be afraid of. All that's left is the deliciousness. ”

He had a joke.

【Wait. Speaking of deliciousness, a message was sent earlier. Said the former youngster. It's bitter. 】

"Bitter? What bitterness? Do they feel like it's been too hard today and need to add food? Yes. How much does the wowotou want, I let Miss Faetong, who is in charge of grain and grass, steam it. ”

[No, they say. It's become bitter. Those mushrooms became so bitter, the juice that came out was not the sweetness of kombucha at all, they became bitter. 】

"What about the smell?"

[The smell is still the same as before.] It's just become bitter, they say it's so bitter, it's so bitter, you have to eat more to get better. 】

"Gagaga, you can add it, it just so happens that I'm hungry too, and everyone eats together after work."

Although the beans have a strong appetite, they don't actually eat much. That day, they had a dinner party, and one pot of curry was enough for so many beans to eat. The dinner that served the thousands of beans of the forward battalion of the left-wing Lei Zhen Army was the nest head of a cage of drawers.

The news of the meal has been transmitted to the front, and the former youngster sent back the battle situation as soon as possible:

"Before eight o'clock, go home for dinner!"

The left hand of the god holds the spirit official seal, and one finger reaches the sky. The 99-story tower towered above the sea, and legions of angels circled around him. Billowing clouds swirled in air, supporting the array of heavenly soldiers on it.

A cloud of qi gathered in front of the general, lined up in a phalanx, and waited for orders!

"Ordered you to wait for the ambush in front of the tower!"

"Order!"

The clouds came to the clouds, and another burst of soldiers was assembled:

"Ordered you to wait for the ambush behind the tower!"

"Order!"

Unknown words of meaning reverberated between heaven and earth, and most of the mushroom people could not understand it, but they could also understand that the situation was changing.

After the vanguard charged with an iron fist, the angelic legions gathered in place one by one and began to set up. The Great Array circled around the Tower of Babel, round and round. There are not only divine words echoing in the sky, but also golden drums and horns transmitting military orders.

Eighty-ninety-seven and seventy-two layers of heaven and earth nets gradually formed in the sky above, and the clouds that gathered also accumulated into black clouds. It's dark.

"Ahh!!h

For the first time, screams rang out inside the Tower of Babel. The mushrooms who had not been beaten away before had erupted in an unprecedented panic.

"I see." Looking at the image coming from ahead, Shang Luo nodded, "It turns out that they are afraid of the dark." They are not even afraid of death, but they are afraid of the dark."

[Hmph, I'm amazing.] Blocking out the sun triggers their primal instincts. Even slime molds have a phototactic nature. If you cover the sun, they should be afraid. 】

"Their fear seems to be full all at once, and it's not excessive at all."

[Because there are only so many instincts, isn't it all at once full when triggered.] 】

"Oh-oh? They seem to be reacting? ”

The mushroom man covered in green stood on the 98th floor and spoke. Waterfall-like white mycelium hangs down the canopy, wafting in the wind high above like a long beard mopping the floor. The obscured sunlight did not trigger the mushroom's slime instincts.

"Which way are you Maoshen, report your name!" Standing on the 98th floor, he shouted at the 99-story "Left Hand of God".

(End of chapter)