Chapter 107

If even urine can be turned into silk pulp, then the output of this spider silk would be large enough.

But Gu Qing was right.

Even if it is reorganized after turning into spider silk, having it come out of her mouth is a bit of a psychological barrier.

Zhao Chi said: "Glands include sweat glands, try to see if you can discharge silk from your hands."

Gu Qing's eyes lit up: "Right, I'll try."

She lifted her palm in front of her eyes and gathered her energy.

The next moment, some fine, pale red threads appeared on her palm.

Gu Qing waved her hand, and threads shot out one by one.

The wall was covered in them.

However, it was clear that the threads coming from her palms were not gathered; they were very scattered.

They weren't bundles of silk, but rather individual strands.

After all, sweat glands are finer and cannot gather a large amount of body fluid in a short time like salivary glands.

But being able to secrete them from the skin was already quite good.

It’s just, why was the color red this time?

"Gu Qing, are you consuming blood this time?"

Gu Qing nodded: "Yes, I wanted to convert saliva to produce silk from my hands, but it was very strenuous. Converting blood, on the other hand, is very convenient."

That is true.

The salivary glands are far from the palms, so it certainly isn't as quick as converting blood.

But it still hadn't solved the biggest problem of output volume.

If the spider silk production is too low, it cannot replace silk.

Hearing Zhao Chi's words, Gu Qing smiled: "So, my lord, you just need a large output of silk? Then I can let them come out from where they are supposed to."

Where they are supposed to come out?

Zhao Chi couldn't help but start imagining.

Gu Qing smiled slightly and simply undressed.

This time, Zhao Chi did not look away.

Gu Qing dragged over a wooden basin.

She squatted down...

Silk~

Then, an extremely large amount of pale yellow spider silk appeared.

And it was a neat, large bundle.

Silk~ silk~ silk~

The spider silk kept increasing.

By the time Gu Qing finished, the pale yellow silk produced filled half the wooden basin.

The output was indeed several times higher than normal.

The talent effect was truly astonishing.

Gu Qing looked down: "My lord, what is this silk used for? Surely you don't want me to produce silk like this on the battlefield to stick to the enemies?"

"Of course not."

Zhao Chi walked over and picked up a bundle; it was still warm.

But just like the white silk from before, it was full of stickiness, toughness, and elasticity.

It was a high-strength material, through and through.

But to use it as a material, there was one more problem to confirm.

"Gu Qing, turn around."

"Ah?"

"Look at the door, and turn back after 5 seconds."

Gu Qing blinked, not knowing what Zhao Chi wanted to do.

But even if she didn't understand, she would listen to what Zhao Chi said.

Gu Qing turned around, taking the opportunity to clean up the silk on the door and wall.

Seeing this, Zhao Chi quickly brought the yellow silk to his face and sniffed it hard.

There was no smell at all.

That was great.

In this way, these pale yellow threads could be used entirely as a material.

A few seconds later, Gu Qing turned around with a strange expression.

"My lord, I heard you sniffing..."

Zhao Chi felt a bit awkward.

"Don't misunderstand, I don't have any strange habits; I was just confirming the condition of the material..."

"Mm, I understand... No strange odor, right?"

"None."

"That's good..."

After all, these body fluids were converted into silk paste, so even if there was a smell, it would be the smell of the silk paste.

But for some reason, the color hadn't changed.

But there should be a way...

If Gu Qing drank more water, perhaps these pale yellow spider silks could also turn pale white.

Even if the color couldn't be changed, it could be altered with dye.

In this world, even something black could be perfectly dyed into other colors.

It was just that magical.

Now that the performance of the spider silk had been verified, the next step was to verify the healing effect.

If this could also take effect, it would be perfect.

"Gu Qing, bring a small knife; I'll make a wound to test the healing effect. The silk paste should be able to heal as well."

Gu Qing shook her head: "My lord, there is a better candidate."

Zhao Chi shook his head.

He knew she was talking about Tang Ruan.

"It's fine. Although Tang Ruan has a masochistic talent, I can't just hurt her for no reason, right?"

Gu Qing smiled: "My lord, you are always smart, don't be pedantic. If you let Tang Ruan come, you can avoid pain, and she can be satisfied. Isn't that killing two birds with one stone?"

That made sense.

Zhao Chi actually understood that too.

But he mainly couldn't bear to hurt Tang Ruan.

"Alright, then go call her."

"As you command~"

Gu Qing swayed as she walked out.

Soon, she returned with a small knife, followed by an expectant Tang Ruan.

He really didn't know what there was to look forward to in getting hurt.

"My lord, Sister Gu told me. I know you care about me, but it's really not necessary."

Gu Qing said: "My lord, if you can't bear to do it, you can leave it to me."

"No need, I'll do it. Tang Ruan, come here."

"Okay~"

Tang Ruan walked over happily.

She extended her fair, tender little hand.

Zhao Chi made a light cut with the small knife, and a thin red line appeared on her soft skin.

The wound was small and shallow.

"Ya~"

Tang Ruan let out a soft cry.

Zhao Chi quickly asked: "How is it? Does it hurt a lot?"

Gu Qing said helplessly: "My lord~ can't you tell from her happy cry?"

Tang Ruan was indeed biting her lower lip, looking excited.

Zhao Chi breathed a sigh of relief.

"Your turn, Gu Qing."

"No problem. Tang Ruan, point your hand at me."