Chapter 239

Gu Qing stared blankly, placing a hand in front of her mouth.

Ptooey!

She spat out a bit of saliva.

Just ordinary saliva.

She frowned slightly, then spat again.

Ptooey!

This time what came out was a white viscous fluid, which on meeting the air quickly turned into long pale-white threads, sticking to Gu Qing's palm.

Gu Qing turned her head to look at the door a few meters away.

She opened her mouth again.

Ptooey!

A wisp of white silk shot out, firmly sticking to the door.

Gu Qing licked her lips, then opened her mouth once more.

Ptooey!

Whoo~

This bundle of threads was noticeably much thicker, about the width of a finger, and stuck half the door in a complete mess.

Zhao Chi went over and curiously touched it, only to find that the effects of multiple spider-silk threads stacked together made it extremely sticky.

It was actually a restraining skill.

If used against an enemy, it should work quite well.

It could restrict an enemy's movements, and could also be used for binding.

It would absolutely be very useful for capturing prisoners.

"Gu Qing, this talent of yours is really quite good."

Gu Qing herself was a bit dazed.

She murmured, "Yes, I can control whether I spit saliva or spit silk — this talent is really flexible."

Zhao Chi nodded and said, "After all, the description in Effect 1 says it converts bodily fluids into silk pulp. Saliva naturally can also be turned into silk pulp, so being able to control it yourself is indeed more convenient."

"Right, not only can I control whether it changes or not, I can also control how much silk I spit out."

Zhao Chi brought over an oil lamp.

"Open your mouth, let me look."

"Mm, okay."

Gu Qing pressed her lips together, swallowed her saliva, then opened her little mouth wide: "Aah~~"

Gu Qing pressed her tongue down low, and Zhao Chi could see straight to the little tongue at the back of her throat, opening and closing.

Zhao Chi looked carefully for a long time but couldn't see anything different — he only felt that her teeth were neat and white.

"Lift your tongue up so I can look."

"Mm."

The moment Gu Qing raised her tongue, a stream of liquid shot out.

"Ah!"

"Oh no, my lord, are you all right?"

Zhao Chi covered his face, peeled off a wisp of white silk, and looked at Gu Qing helplessly.

"Why did you stick me?"

Gu Qing said with an apologetic smile, "I'm sorry, my lord, I was just thinking, absolutely must not spit out silk, but somehow it just came out anyway — I'm still not very skilled at it."

"All right…"

Zhao Chi believed what Gu Qing said.

He opened his hand; the threads balled up in his palm were very sticky, firmly adhering to Zhao Chi's palm.

When he pulled them off with his fingers, the fine threads were like countless tentacles, peeling away one by one.

One could see that each thread was extremely slender, many times thinner than silk.

Zhao Chi subconsciously gave it a sniff — there was no smell.

Gu Qing saw his action and felt a little peeved.

"Oh my, my lord, why are you smelling that? Saliva will always have some smell to it — it's not that I don't keep clean."

Zhao Chi sniffed again: "There's absolutely no smell at all. It should be that after the saliva is converted into silk pulp, all its other properties have changed too."

"Oh… that's good then."

Zhao Chi gathered the white silk into a simple bundle, then pulled hard on both sides.

The elasticity was excellent — it didn't snap.

This wisp of white silk was like a rubber band; it stretched very long without breaking.

When he let go with one sticky hand, the white silk immediately returned to its original state, with no deformation at all.

The stability was very high.

This spider silk really was quite good.

If it were in the original world, it would definitely be a new material with wide-ranging uses.

Could this spider silk replace regular silk?

The Zhao Chi Society would improve hosiery techniques, and right now he happened to have 20 gold coins too — enough to buy the hosiery-making blueprint.

When the time came, using spider silk in place of regular silk would not only save a large sum of money, but would very likely improve performance as well!

A kill-two-birds-with-one-stone kind of good thing.

Normally speaking.

Spider silk has extremely high tensile strength — five times that of silkworm silk, and far stronger than steel wire of the same thickness.

Using spider silk as the raw material could very well make stockings more durable.

Spider silk's elasticity and toughness are also far better than silkworm silk's.

Stockings made from it would have better stretch, right?

And spider silk is also ten times finer than silkworm silk.

So one could make ultra-thin stockings?

Ultra-thin…

Spider silk also maintains excellent stability in high and low temperatures, as well as acidic environments — as long as it doesn't come into contact with open flame.

In terms of material properties, spider silk almost completely overwhelms silkworm silk across the board.

However, spiders have a tendency to cannibalize each other, so they can't be raised together in large numbers to produce silk — which is why spider silk output is very low.

In this world, surely no one would capture spider-women just for their silk, right?

…Hard to say.

Maybe there are, but Zhao Chi hasn't heard of any.

But it doesn't matter — Gu Qing's output is plenty.

"Gu Qing, how much saliva did you just use to shoot out all that silk?"

"I can't really say, but it shouldn't have been too much. Ever since I got the new talent, I feel like all kinds of bodily fluids are abundant, and I can control them."

"Good. Are you feeling anything right now? Like needing to go to the bathroom?"

"A little…"

"Then can you turn urine into silk paste?"

Gu Qing looked a little troubled.

"I mean… I can, but even if I can, I don't want it coming out of my mouth."