"Not this bullshit again!" He shouted with all of his power, and was clearly pissed beyond comprehension.
In any normal situation where he had to be sneaky, such a shout would surely allure trouble. But there were a couple hundred fish in the vicinity, and they would muffle all single sounds; even if they just had to swim in order to achieve such results.
So it was fair to say that the hero was safe in this spot, but right now that didn't feel like a blessing. It was easy to determine who possessed such green-bricks, the holy-tar sect of course.
And they are supposed to be a few kilotres below the water's surface, but yet here they are again, likely aiming to cause trouble.
It wasn't difficult to figure out why they were here, surely it had to do sothing with asserting territorial dominance. The enemy sect was simple minded like that, although it is obvious that the tools they are using are far more complicated, when put under brief comparison.
As the little hero began debating what he should do regarding this whole weird issue, the system found an appropriate ti for once, to add her own thoughts in.
[For a second, let's not focus on why the holy-tar mbers are here]
[Let us focus on the bricks, can you bite them?]
"Why would I want to bite this weird brick? They use this shit to make holy-pools!" Timothy instantly refused, because even he could figure out that this was a horrible idea.
[They do, but have you asked yourself how that happens?]
[Why do they use these things to make holy-pools? What are these bricks made of? Who makes them?]
And the mont he began processing these questions, he could already feel a headache developing. Just pondering over one question, led to feeling a shocking pinch on his head; putting such logical patterns together, still refused to be his trump card.
And before he could have synced towards an endless abyss of thinking, the system decided to interrupt once more.
[Through your eyes, I have managed to observe these bricks enough to make a theory. Now I need you to just touch these bricks, if not bite them]
It felt trendously difficult to agree with the system's decision, but she had not been wrong throughout most of the ti. So what could the risk be if he listened to her again?
After a bit of contemplation, he didn't say a thing and just approached the brick. With a bit of hesitation, he floated over it and landed there.
Contrary to all expectations, the brick did not unleash anything dangerous. It just continued to be a weird brick, and such a result wasn't even favourable.
"You made touch a brick for nothing, but at least it isn't dangerous." He celebrated, but at the sa ti felt sad that nothing happened.
Such a train of thought was bizarre to say at least, but now he felt almost certain that the system won't be able to discover anything new.
Everything about his feelings right now, felt like a never-ending paradox. He wanted to know more about the enemy tribe, but at the sa ti: he wanted to leave this tar business in the past.
Fighting them through the reef was just too ti and energy consuming, not to ntion he almost died a handful of tis through the process.
Feeling certain that he won't be able to narrow down his thoughts and wishes, the best decision seed to stop thinking. And that was exactly what he did.
Thanks to that decision, it felt like his brain untangled and unravelled stress along with it. The best solution was to explore this cavern more, for the sake of feeling prepared against the enemy sect, if it becos a bigger problem later on.
[My theory has just been proven correct]
"What do you an?" Timmy questioned, just a few seconds after.
He needed a mont to catch up with what the system had to say, because that storm of thoughts from just a mont ago, was truly energy consuming.
[This thing isn't really a brick, it's a container]
Clueless at this point, he followed along with a simple question. "Erg, what does that an?"
[This brick, is so tal material that contains a stronger substance in the inside]
[I don't know how this sect forges ores into this shape, but the contents that it carries is far more powerful than the tal itself]
[In short words, they use this brick-shaped tal container to transport a substance]
He had to ponder over this information multiple tis, but eventually caught up on the whole deal.
The hero beca aware enough to ask a question that made the slightest sense, "Do you know what's in these bricks? What substance is strong enough to make fish-kind learn blacksmithing, just so they don't have to touch it?"
[Judging from the effects that this substance has radiated through the brick, and towards your skin ~ I managed to put up a believable pattern, of what these bricks are containing]
"Tell already, this is making too curious." The sea-pancake followed along, feeling his skin itch with the urge for knowledge.
[These bricks contain: refined, genetics altering; living, multi-celled and mutated micro organisms, who are just swimming in a small pool of purified radiation]
[Or RGALMCMMO-R for short, you can call then like that too]
Although he was stupid in so aspects, he could notice when things were trendously odd.
That was why he asked, "How the hell did you figure that out by just making sit over a brick?"
[I'm alive for sixteen-hundred years, I have sensed many substances through the many fish that I had hosted. Putting up an understandable pattern is easy for ]
"Do you at least know why they use these in pools?" It felt like a worthy question to ask, smart as well to a certain extent.
[No, I have never seen the full process of a holy-pool creation so I can't give you any firm theories]
[Also, I'd recomnd you to swim away from these bricks]
That recomndation took only a second to follow. He did not want to touch anything radioactive, but the things he had to do in this new life seed unrealistically conflicting!
A second after, the system found it appropriate to slowly and casually introduce a dilemma that wasn't nearly expected, but also made a bit of sense.
[Although the radiation hidden within this brick is pure, it is still dangerous. So you are in the process of developing level-one skin cancer]
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