This Text Adventure Game is definitely poisonous
Chapter 1581 - 679: Undercurrents Surging

Chapter 1581: Chapter 679: Undercurrents Surging

Mu You and Skywolf were both taken aback as they watched the barbarian suddenly drop dead in front of them.

This kind of death, it doesn’t seem like he died from sheer pain...

Mu You urgently reversed the time.

Going back ten seconds, the barbarian hadn’t died yet, Mu You tried a different question.

"How many people among the barbarian’s upper ranks are parasitized?"

"I don’t know..."

"Within your knowledge, how many of the upper ranks are parasites..."

"Uh... Ah!"

Amidst another painful scream, the barbarian once again dropped dead with white smoke billowing from his head.

Mu You frowned and once again rewound the time, switching to some new questions.

"Is the Barbarian Tribe’s Clan Leader a parasite?"

"No... is..."

"Is Scythia a parasite?"

"Don’t... know..."

"Who is your superior?"

"..."

"What is your purpose?"

...

Mu You kept asking questions one after another, and whenever the opponent dropped dead, he would immediately rewind and switch the question.

Under such continuous interrogation, Mu You quickly discovered that this person was unable to answer many key questions, suddenly dropping dead before he could reveal the answers.

Mu You surmised that these barbarians were not only parasitized but also internally equipped with some anti-interrogation mechanisms; as soon as the sensitivity of the questions the parasite intended to reveal exceeded a certain threshold, this mechanism would automatically activate, causing the parasite to self-terminate.

After a whole array of questions, Mu You was amazed that he couldn’t obtain any useful information, except for the last question, when asking about the opponent’s purpose, the barbarian vaguely revealed some words before dying.

"Pollution... Moon..."

After saying these three words, the barbarian’s response abruptly halted, once again dropping dead.

However, these three words were enough for the two to speculate on the subsequent content.

Moon Lake!

"They want to pollute Moon Lake?!!" Skywolf’s pupils contracted, no longer paying attention to the already lifeless barbarian on the ground, and all his attention immediately shifted to Moon Lake.

Moon Lake is the root of the entire Jie Lin; if something happens to Moon Lake, it’s not just the ancestors, but perhaps all the creatures of Jie Lin would have to accompany it in death.

Mu You looked at the dead barbarian on the ground and didn’t bother to reverse time again; he’d already asked all the necessary questions and knew that reversing time wouldn’t yield more information. Getting this answer was already an unexpected delight.

Skywolf bowed his head, his eyes flickering rapidly.

The enemy had openly stated their aim to pollute Moon Lake, yet he still couldn’t understand it.

After all, Moon Lake isn’t that fragile.

Firstly, the water of Moon Lake is highly corrosive, ensuring that any biological entities falling into it are quickly corroded away.

Simultaneously, Moon Lake possesses a repelling force, naturally preventing any entities containing a divine framework from outside Jie Lin from approaching. Anyone trying to bring external items near Moon Lake would be automatically pushed away by this force, only able to walk to the lake’s edge after dropping all external substances.

Lastly, the surface layer of Moon Lake’s water is actually a ’armor’ used to filter impurities and dangerous protective layers. The true core of Moon Lake lies in the deep water below the Moon Eye.

Attempting to pollute Moon Lake without contacting the deep water beneath the Moon Eye, merely throwing impurities into the surface water is futile because the surface water continually self-purifies through the ecosystem cycle within Jie Lin.

These are all self-protective mechanisms of Moon Lake, rendering it almost impossible for foreign substances to contaminate it, which is why Moon Lake and Jie Lin have been able to exist from the dawn of heaven and earth to the present.

"What’s the problem?" Seeing Skywolf’s puzzled expression, Mu You asked.

Skywolf conveyed Moon Lake’s self-protection mechanisms and his confusion to Mu You.

After listening, Mu You pondered for a moment before suddenly speaking: "Under the protection of three mechanisms, Moon Lake is naturally safe ordinarily, but what about during the Moon Festival?"

During the Moon Festival, the Moon Eye will open for fifteen minutes each night, connecting the upper and lower lake waters. This is the only opportunity to pollute the core of Moon Lake.

"But even during the Moon Festival, the first two protective layers of Moon Lake won’t vanish, and countless tribesmen will gather during the festival, so no one can casually approach Moon Lake then... except... uh..." Skywolf spoke, then realized the flaw himself.

Indeed, during the festival, no one is allowed near Moon Lake—except for those chosen as living sacrificial offerings.

The Moon Eye opens periodically to select the Son of the Moon Festival; therefore, these living sacrificers can not only approach but also leap into the lake rightfully.

After pondering, Skywolf still frowned, "But even as living sacrificers, they would bathe and fast for days before the festival and would be stripped and thoroughly examined before jumping into the lake, making it impossible to carry any foreign objects..."

"There’s no need to carry foreign objects; these parasites themselves are the largest foreign objects..." Mu You sighed, stepping over to the barbarian’s corpse.

Accompanied by the dissipating life of the barbarian, a worm cocoon formed above his back, from which a blue Moon Butterfly quickly hatched.

The blue butterfly fluttered before the two, circling them each once before flying out of the ground, heading in the direction of Moon Lake, soon disappearing into the forest.

Left on the barbarian’s corpse was a chrysalis, which neither Mu You nor Skywolf consciously touched.

Until several seconds later, the chrysalis turned to dust and disappeared.

Only then did Mu You step forward, tapping the barbarian’s head with his fingers to feel the hardness.