"Is my tail color not right?"
Hearing Wang Qiqi's concerned inquiry, Ansheng glanced sideways at the tails behind, and indeed, as Wang Qiqi said, among the nine fluffy snow-white tails, a few tails appeared slightly pink.
Ansheng was momentarily stunned, and with a hint of dismissive nonchalance, said, "After all, these tails just grew, some color variation is normal, later, I'll sit on the ground and brush against it, make it dirty and it'll be fine....."
"Huh?" Wang Qiqi was taken aback by the words, cheek twitching as several black lines appeared: "Well..... alright! But if Master Fuli feels any discomfort, please make sure to inform us in advance..."
Seeing Master Fuli's indifferent attitude, Wang Qiqi actually had more to say in his heart, but thought better of it and swallowed his words.
Prior to evolving into nine tails, if Master Fuli felt unwell, the Security Bureau could hire Xia Country's top veterinarians for consultation.
However, as the nine tails grew, Master Fuli was suspected to have reached the original peak, completing the leap in life transformation.
If he experiences any discomfort or disease, to put it bluntly, Master Fuli's name will become a template for naming new diseases.
Like: Master Fuli Syndrome, Master Fuli Flu, and so on.
Therefore, Wang Qiqi immediately inquired about any anomalies spotted on Master Fuli, but couldn't quite spell it out clearly...
After all...
Master Fuli's physical examination appointment two months ago still hasn't been attended, which shows how much Master Fuli detests hospitals.
Regarding the tail's color disparity, Master Fuli actually knows the reason, but when it comes to explaining, he genuinely doesn't know how to tell Wang Qiqi.
Upon the Physique's upgrade to nine tails, Master Fuli can influence a portion of the [Life Blueprint].
And the [Life Blueprint Database], originates from the First Epoch's concept of Spiritual Particle Life, a gene technology that allows self-modification and optimization of one's genetic sequence, thus adapting to all environments to achieve flesh and blood immortality.
Simply put, the tail's color disparity is akin to a cell making a mistake during normal division, mutating into a cancer cell, which is an error at the system level.
Master Fuli's tail color discrepancy is due to not inputting the latest code during tail regeneration, resulting in the system only replicating the initial code, thus visibly producing color disparity post-regeneration.
To explain the fur color difference, Master Fuli might need to start from the genesis of time....
The extreme Physique corresponds to the highest gene crystal of the First Epoch's [Flawless Perfection].
Master Fuli's [Wisdom] hasn't caught up yet, and it's currently challenging to lecture the Security Bureau's personnel on biology.
Because, he's still exploring it himself.
...
"Transform for me!"
After exchanging a few words with Master Fuli, Wang Qiqi guided the logistics support team to enter, setting up basic lighting facilities in the cave using drones. Master Fuli turned to glare at his tail, uttering a low growl.
With Master Fuli concentrating, the originally pinkish-white tail quickly unified its color.
"That's more like it!"
Master Fuli nodded with satisfaction, shaking his beautiful, fluffy large tail.
"Ahhh——"
"Master Fuli, Engineer Wang, save me——"
"There's..... a tentacle monster!"
Just as Master Fuli prepared to tidy up and return to Ba Mountain Sky Pit to wash off dust and take a break, a rough, fearful roar echoed through the cave.
A member of the Security Bureau logistics team stumbled backward on the ground, pointing to the black substance on his leg.
The black substance resembled a sphere, but on the surface, countless tendrils spread out, wrapping around the member's thigh, tendrils reaching inside the pants.
The logistics support team members, having ventured over knife mountains and fire seas with the Woodcutter, dealt with Evil Beasts, and endured great trials and tribulations, bearing scars as symbols of honor and achievements for the nation and people.
Death can be as heavy as a mountain or as light as a feather.
But warriors don't want their tombstones engraved with the honor "Died by the tentacle monster's hand." Furthermore, the thought of their death possibly entering textbooks as a classic case for internal review scares them even more.
"Gurgle gurgle——"
The black slime climbed up the warrior's leg, exuding dense bubbles with a series of "gurgle" sounds.
Bro.....
I'm begging you not to tear it down, give us some grace, I'm the commander of the guardian souls of the city.
Protecting the city of the souls is my obligation; since the other underlings aren't around, I'm kneeling to you, please leave us our coffins! We don't want to lose our jobs.....
The black slime's "gurgle gurgle" sounds are its slime species' language.
But the people of the Security Bureau cannot understand, they only see its terrifying grip on the person's thigh.
"...…"
Master Fuli arrived at the site just in time to see the warrior retreating in horror, while the black slime cried with tears and snot, tangled together.
"Gurgle gurgle....." The black slime turned to Master Fuli with more gurgling.
Bro! Be kind to us! We're really miserable.....
The tree roots consumed the King's burial foods, we strive desperately to guard relics, but that bad tree started gobbling "slurp slurp" on my brothers...
If you take away all the coffins, we'll directly become abandoned housewives...
The exact words of the black slime aren't like this, but the general meaning is indeed a desperate plea for the people of the Security Bureau not to dismantle further; it's truly hard for them.
Previously, the Treasure Tree treated the tomb as a buffet.
Now, the Security Bureau plans to dismantle the city.
"......It's crying, begging you not to dismantle their soul tribe's resting place."
Master Fuli, covered in black lines, looked at the arriving Golden Leopard and Wang Qiqi, saying: "It's sobbing miserably, now even ready to kneel down to you.... "
"This..."
Wang Qiqi was stunned, staring at the constantly wailing black slime with questions etched on his face:
"We.... should be preserving cultural relics, right? Even the hypothetical lighting is dimmed to prevent light radiation from damaging writings within the city, how could we commit wrongdoing."
"Master Fuli, could you let it know that, given the tomb belongs to someone, we won't touch it..."
Though Wang Qiqi knows, and others in the Security Bureau are aware, they are protecting cultural relics.
Yet upon seeing an extremely terrifying presence, seemingly an evil entity from the abyss, crying and even starting to kneel to them, for some reason, a slight guilt arose in their hearts...
How come doing a good deed led to feeling guilty.
Could you regain your guardian's dignity, grab the weapons and fight us, if possible.
With a face full of black lines, Wang Qiqi covered his face.
"We won't touch your things, at most, another group will come later to document your writings." Master Fuli addressed the black slime with a sympathetic mewl.
"Gurgle?"
The black slime released the logistics team member, erected a humanoid figure, and faced Master Fuli with visible anticipation.
Really? Bro...
You're not going to chop me like a tree, are you?