Chapter 671

NO．40：Lately it seems I'm always being misunderstood first.

"Hey hey hey, can you hear me? My settings are correct, right?"

"You can hear me, Miss Miuer sais i."

"That's good; I just came from over there, and I need to re‑familiarize myself with many meters. This instrument was debugged with Eve's help—she's changed a lot, though you seem the same."

"Mm, after arriving here the ore stone disease has been cured, and even the hearing system has been repaired."

"Congratulations, really—I recall when your group of ore stone disease patients was listed as the first sequence, Sai lei ya was quite resistant; the idea of curing ore stone disease in another world…… is really hard to believe."

"At the moment the cure was completed, everyone felt a bit unreal, and some weren't used to having no crystals on their skin. Ah, the transmission is finished—Miss Miuer sais i, have you completed basic training? The chart conventions here might differ from those in Laiyin Life."

"They're just rivers extending from a tree‑like civilization—what difference could there be? Let me see…… Why does the energy chart look like that of a collapsed entity? Is this the difference you mentioned?"

"Uh… no. That part is indeed true—even the seniors acknowledge a considerable part of the similarity, especially in the nature of infection and assimilation."

"The less violent collapsed entities…… are spread throughout the civilization's gathering places and even along mountains and rivers… I'm starting to agree with Sai lei ya's earlier thought—another world is indeed dangerous."

"That's not how it should be understood, Miss Miuer sais i."

"What does this gentleman say?"

"Negative energy is merely the shadow left by people; a shadow is always thinner than the person, so all this negative energy represents more people."

"He said to the woman with flax‑green long hair on the screen; the black‑haired youth with white highlights glanced back and looked toward the tent."

"And their repressed, anxious hearts."

"In other words? the pointy‑eared woman asked, seemingly unaware."

"In other words, they are merely companion organisms of worldly development," Aomo patiently explained, considering the other's status as a newcomer transmigrator, "just as everyone has a chance to oppose their own darkness, the buildup of negative energy is actually not a serious problem; on the contrary, the more negative energy there is, the more it reflects the vast number of Earth's inhabitants."

"Although population alone doesn't signify much, given that not everyone is a high‑intensity negative‑energy producer, what this negative energy represents is not a direct danger but rather an abstract social problem."

"That doesn't sound much better," said the flax‑green‑haired girl with a troubled smile, "people in this world also have a hard time."

"People are born to oppose something; easy days likewise must be fought for, right? Miss Miuer sais i, you must also be opposing something, holding a stubborn goal you refuse to give up, right?"

Upon hearing this, the girl was slightly surprised, then glanced sideways at something, turned her head back, and extended a delicate‑looking hand toward the screen: "Laiyin Life, Ecology Section Chief, Miuer sais i—are you Mr. Lindun?"

That was a rather unusual hand.

Having no calluses on the palm isn't strange, but even the skin beside the fish‑mouth shows a lack of friction, meaning opportunities to use a mouse or hold a pen are extremely rare—and that doesn't fit the image of a researcher.

Especially since she said she had only just transmigrated over.

Miss Adele's hometown should still be a world that, although it has many high-tech remnants, overall has a low level of technology, not to the extent that researchers in the Terra Federation have various systems that replace conventional operations.

So what is this about her?

In my memories of another world, there is no information about the other party, and in the forum memories, mentions of the name Muerseisi are also scattered.

Aomo's mind raced with thoughts, gazing at the other's hand without hesitation, also reaching out a hand virtually, and the two, with a sense of ritual, each clasped hands across the screen.

"Aomo Lindun, Miss Adele's geological survey team's short-term academic consultant, and also the negative-energy wave spectrum connector you are looking at."

"Connector?"

"They were originally scattered energy; only when guided by conscious counterparts do they aggregate, adhere, and show a property as if they were a single entity," Aomo said, noticing that in the screen behind her the glass faintly reflected moving human shadows, "and in this observation I am responsible for aggregating them, which makes measurement easier."

"So you can control this negative energy? Like those demons?"

Quite suddenly, even Miss Adele beside Aomo froze for a moment, looking at the silver-haired woman who at first glance seemed to have her forehead surrounded by four corners but actually had bifurcated horns, she exclaimed, "Miss Sereya?"

And unsurprisingly, Aomo merely fell silent for a moment: "May I ask, what are demons?"

This fucking inappropriate title is not the first time he has heard it; the Rhodes Island forum indeed mentioned this term, described as a suspected interdimensional pollution entity, Aomo is quite interested in it, but as he is not a Rhodes Island operator, he ultimately still finds it inconvenient to participate in discussion and inquiry.

That information is also as scattered as Miss Muerseisi's data collection.

"Previously mentioned collapsed bodies, demons are the existence that left those collapsed bodies," said Miss Muerseisi, while Miss Sereya, who has a strong presence in my memories of another world, merely glanced at Aomo and then turned to look at something beside her.

That glance was probably just to confirm she looked human, not wrapped in a strange coat, and now likely looking at a screen or something… Aomo could tell the other party wasn't interested in him, so he had to make the above sad speculation.

But even so, Miss Muerseisi beside the other party continued to mention the topic he was interested in: "Having the trait 'cognition equals strength,' it erodes and assimilates all life; anything observed becomes a conduit for demon spread; in our place, demons are a very troublesome long-term problem."

That sounds more like a heavenly demon…… even more terrifying than a heavenly demon…… Renlong, who was paying attention to those tiny human communications, thought to himself.

By now, sensing that the negative energy in his blood was indeed gathering, no longer wickedly diffusing everywhere, Renlong tentatively believed the situation's development was following those people's plans, although he still kept an eye on Aomo's state, but paid more attention to his actions.

Including his conversations with others and with the people in the communication device:

"Sounds like some kind of higher-dimensional dangerous meme," he said to the person on the screen, speaking words he didn't understand, "The so-called demons might not even count as life, merely a phenomenon, which is actually the same as negative energy."

"But negative energy is merely pure mental power; those who control negative energy, compared to other essence-energy cultivators, are not mainstream, and their numbers are not few either, and I do not deserve such an extreme label as demon."

"Sorry, that was my misspeak." The person on the screen apologized bluntly.

"It's fine; it seems you all have some understanding of demons, and I hope this knowledge can also be useful in analyzing negative energy."

"Of course, of course, besides Sereya I also invited Hermes and the Doctor!" Miss Muerseisi uttered two names that made Aomo turn his head to look at Miss Adele, and he saw the latter also a bit stunned by these helper titles.

"Although they both arrived rather late, I know the Doctor is still organizing the volcano data sent by the little sheep, but what's up with Hermes?" She then looked toward Sereya.

The latter turned back, giving a perfunctory answer: "I'm not sure; she's been recently inspecting pharmacies in the Jiemen area, possibly gone out again."

"If she's gone out, we should at least mention it; more likely she's on her way back; anyway, she previously messaged that she'd arrive within half an hour, so let's first confirm what the final goal is."

"Final goal?" Miss Adele blinked, obviously not having expected Miss Muerseisi's leap-forward thinking.

According to her idea, everyone is still analyzing the negative energy wave spectrum right now, so why jump straight to the final goal?

As a Capriini (goat subfamily), she does not understand the planning habits of elves (a common fantasy race).

Having an observational perspective that deviates from convention, she often gains a talent for acquiring information exceeding the maximum observable value, which is one of the reasons Miss Muerseisi, despite her young age, became a company director.

This enables her to be invincible in research, setting her apart from ordinary researchers.

But here, there are other distinctive researchers besides her.

The Ailisuzhi, who previously bossed around other geological survey members to help her collect experimental materials, organize data, and even set up an outdoor research station on the spot, now poked her head out from the slight movement of her ears and decisively said:

"Can we manufacture an instrument capable of controlling and guiding the flow of negative energy?"

"Hard to say, but having a clear target would indeed improve efficiency a lot."