Chapter 3339 Eat Mushrooms Together

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Looking at our reactions, Charis smiled lightly without thinking it was weird. In our opinion, this beautiful smile was a bit creepy.

This is a perverted smile that belongs to enthusiastic scientific research enthusiasts. Once you are immersed in it, you will become fearless and bold. Not to mention cutting off such terrifying negative energy and storing it in your hands, it is a piece of Sister An’s spider tentacle. , I am afraid that she will not feel any fear, but will study it over and over with interest.

So, I'm not used to dealing with this kind of people. They usually look normal, but turn out to be abnormal without any warning. Except of course, Tia. Although my little girl also likes to study this and that, my progress in experience has fallen behind. For a long time, she has only begun to catch up in recent years, but she is quite normal and does not smile like Charis from time to time.

While I was secretly complaining, Charis also started her performance. It was very simple. She just moved the flame-like dark energy towards the mushroom in the other hand.

I saw that the dark negative energy that was originally motionless suddenly started to twist and avoid it sideways. How to describe it? It's like walking on the road and seeing a pile of hot smelling stuff, and subconsciously covering your nose to avoid that feeling.

Even these negative energies don't want to see the mushrooms grown in Beansa. Am I lucky that I can survive?

Suddenly, Xia Lisi's movements changed. She was originally approaching slowly with a mushroom. She suddenly increased her speed and stabbed the negative energy with the mushroom in her hand like a sharp sword.

Negative energy is not for nothing. He bends down abruptly, just like the classic bullet time scene in Black Empire, and avoids the approach of the mushroom.

Xia Lisi's attack did not stop. The mushroom in her hand was waved by her, making a sound of breaking through the air. She kept attacking the negative energy in the other hand. The negative energy was not to be outdone, twisting and twisting, but she did not let the mushroom touch it at all. .

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How should I put it? Although I am surprised and shocked, the scene before me is also inexplicably joyful. It seems that two things that are supposed to bring a very severe test to everyone suddenly become unserious. If you still don’t understand this metaphor, you can Try to imagine the movie made by the third brother. In the fierce racing and gun battles, you can dance as much as you want. It comes without any warning and cannot stop.

"Ahem, okay, okay, Charis, we understand and we believe what you say."

Seeing that Xia Lisi seemed to be addicted to the game and had to use the mushroom to poke the small amount of negative energy, I coughed a few times and reminded her.

"However, I am very curious, what will happen if negative energy and mushrooms are forced to collide?" My king thought quickly and found the key point in no time.

"I've tried it, you see." Charis stopped the game in her hand, and suddenly put the negative energy in her hand towards the mushroom. The trapped negative energy could not move away this time, and instantly interacted with the mushroom. The collision turned into countless black powders.

However, these black powders gathered together in the next second and turned into a ball of negative energy. Charis, who was well prepared, regained control and imprisoned it in her hands.

"Your Majesty, as you can see, the effect of mushrooms is not as good as imagined. It only allows negative energy to be avoided, but has no restraint or damage effects, so there is no way to use it to deal with those resentful spirits."

"What a pity." Everyone looked regretful and sighed. If there was a restraint effect, then maybe there would be no need to ask the angels for help and they could just sprinkle a handful of mushroom powder to ward off evil spirits.

Just like the metaphor I just described, a normal person would avoid a ball of Rexiang, but once the opponent goes crazy, let alone just a ball, even Xiangchi Xianghe will swim over and beat up the enemy.

"Ahem." It's me again, the familiar coughing sound again.

"Although the effect is not satisfactory, it can at least prevent the large-scale invasion of those heroic ghosts. Therefore, my opinion is like the little fox, eating one or two mushrooms per person, just in case. What do you think? "

"What Fan said makes sense. Although the resentful spirits are left to the angel clan to deal with, there is no guarantee that accidents will not happen. To be conservative, since we can have free defense means, why not? It's just a mushroom. .”

My wife, my wife, said something that would make her regret it for several days.

"Wait a minute, what do you mean, you bad guy? What do you mean, like me, when did I eat mushrooms?" At this time, the little fox keenly discovered the flaw.

"Ahem, what are you talking about? You stupid fox, do you have a worse memory than me? It was just a few days ago. Maybe the mushrooms were chopped into small pieces and you didn't have the idea."

I quickly acted carelessly and got through. None of the girls present were stupid, and their instincts were extremely terrible. If they discovered something was wrong, my mushroom plan would go bankrupt.

"Really?" When I said this, the little fox also hesitated. After all, the dishes Bisi prepared every day were so rich and varied, and even she would not go out of her way to check whether mushroom pellets were placed in each dish.

"Ahem, without further ado, these mushrooms can be eaten raw. Why don't we solve the [problem] now? If everyone is worried, I can eat it first."

After saying that, I picked up a mushroom without changing my expression, stuffed it into my mouth, and chewed, chewed, chewed expressionlessly.

Seeing me taking the lead, the girls who were originally hesitant about whether they should eat it, or whether they should eat it raw, also put aside their doubts. Isn't it just a mushroom? What are you afraid of? With the strength of everyone present, even the famous magic mushrooms in the Dark Continent will have no effect on everyone.

So, everyone picked up one one after another, and whether it was a coincidence or a tacit understanding, everyone stuffed the mushroom into their mouths.

Then, there was a continuous sound of banging and falling to the ground.

The plan goes through!

At this time, I struggled to swallow the mushroom in my mouth... What, spit it out? This is a gift from my junior sister. No matter how you vomit, you won't be able to vomit even if you beat her to death.

The moment I swallowed it, even though I thought I had the ability to resist, I looked for a pillar nearby, and my forehead kept bumping against it. This was no longer a matter of taste, it was a shock to my brain. , the impact that makes the soul bloom is too sour and refreshing.

However, the next moment, there was a synchronized banging sound from the side. I resisted the terrible impact and turned around to see it was the evil dragon Lena. She was also banging against the pillar with all her strength. The poor pillar was obviously reinforced by magic. , but could not withstand the torment of the giant dragon, and countless cracks appeared in the blink of an eye. Fortunately, our house is not a shoddy project, otherwise it would probably collapse just now.

No, wait, this guy is obviously the idiot who eats mushrooms the fastest, why can he still stand still, even though it doesn't look like he's doing well.

All we can say is, is the size of the giant dragon a bunker?

I didn't allow myself to think too much, but a huge murderous aura had already enveloped me, and the evil dragon Rena was approaching me step by step with her teeth and claws open.

"You...you guy, it's a shame that I trusted you once..."

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