Chapter 252
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Chapter 252: The Holy Fire Meow Meow Virus Is Invading Your Network
After completing the delivery of the message, Fulan waited with high hopes.
After a few seconds, her consciousness level received a faint message:
“Woof.”
Wait a minute, aren’t you a wolf?
Feeling a bit disappointed, Fulan suppressed the urge to pout like a kitten and seriously analyzed the information contained in that “woof.”
The communication among extraordinary beasts at the mycelium intranet level could be described as having profound meanings; a simple sound could convey all the information they wanted to express.
Of course, delivering the message was one thing, but successfully interpreting it was another matter altogether.
After repeatedly interpreting for a long time, Fulan finally figured out the meaning of that “woof”:
“None.”
None? Why are you acting all tough?
Fulan wanted to meow out some rude remarks, but then she remembered that she was not an ordinary cat. She had received divine enlightenment and had a human under her command. It was normal for this extraordinary beast not to have heard of the Holy Fire Meow Meow Cult; this was precisely the stage she was building for herself.
So, Fulan quietly started chatting with this extraordinary beast over the mycelium intranet. It was obvious that the beast’s mind could not support such behavior yet.
One must say, like master, like pet.
Having been by Lin Qingliu’s side for so long, if Fulan had learned any true skills, they were only three:
Serious thinking, playing tricks, and giving you my blood.
And, of course, a shared love for preaching.
Lin Qingliu had his own “followers,” and as a subordinate organization, Fulan also decided to make the “Holy Fire Meow Meow Cult” a reality.
At this moment, facing the extraordinary beast, who always read and didn’t reply, Fulan thoughtfully decided to switch the second and third points.
After all, no matter how skilled a trickster is, they cannot deceive a true fool. Fulan planned to help the beast escape its foolish state first.
Imitating Lin Qingliu, Fulan raised her two front paws, quickly flicked her right paw, and made a cut on her left foreleg.
Then, she scratched a scab off the extraordinary beast and let her blood drip into it.
The extraordinary beast instinctively let out a low roar in pain and then began to convulse on the ground.
Meanwhile, Fulan felt a portion of her strength draining away.
This might lead to problems.
She quickly realized that she was not the master and could not bestow infinite gifts.
Giving blood to other extraordinary beasts was like building a small intranet within the intranet; as the creator, she had to withstand more biological field pressure from the outside.
Such a subordinate could have at most four, not three.
Unless she could attain an energy level increase, that was already her limit.
Suppressing the weakness spreading through her body, Fulan jumped in front of the convulsing extraordinary beast and began to use her ability to create illusions.
This part of the illusion was taught to her by Lin Qingliu, with scenes flashing before the extraordinary beast.
Amidst the haze brought on by the convulsions, the wolf-like, no, dog-like extraordinary beast that was left with only a head seemed to see images from its past life.
Fulan happily played on the grassy lawn of the park with a human.
Following the human’s various commands, she performed different actions and was rewarded with a special treat called dragon fruit.
Though she didn’t know what dragon fruit was, it gave her a strange sense of familiarity.
After that, the human and she played many games, including frisbee and ball, and everything seemed so perfect…
Fulan did not possess the ability to read minds or invade thoughts; all of this was merely an illusion created by her new Second Level abilities.
Of course, Fulan couldn’t make the illusion completely indistinguishable from reality, but as the human slipped into a dazed state from the convulsions, the extraordinary beast’s brain would fill in the gaps, making the entire illusion seamlessly coherent.
In the haze, like that of a mushroom-induced trance, the dog’s body gradually stopped convulsing.
Fulan’s blood had not eradicated all the mycelium, as doing so would provoke a backlash from the biological field, causing the extraordinary beast cooperating with her to be marked as an outsider.
Her blood merely restored the extraordinary beast’s brain to its normal functioning.
At this moment, the cat and dog had distanced themselves slightly from the main group. The dog’s eyes gradually cleared, though traces of dark red still flickered within, but it now appeared much livelier.
In their internal network, the extraordinary beast, now able to see the world clearly again, finally responded:
“Woof? (What’s going on?)”
Fulan instructed the large creature to rise, then climbed onto its back to catch up with the main group, all while recounting the story she had crafted:
“Long, long ago, humans ruled this world, and cats and dogs were their loyal companions.
“One day, the evil mycelium invaded, and humans waged an endless war against the mycelium creatures. During this struggle, many extraordinary beasts fell under the control of the mycelium.
“The proof is that, before this, extraordinary beasts could only be manipulated by the mycelium, retaining only their most basic instincts, utterly incapable of responding to the world based on their own desires.
“The mycelium used these animals to attack human cities. If humans were wiped out, the days of playing with frisbees and enjoying dragon fruit would be lost forever…
“Similarly, if humans were to perish, the extraordinary beasts controlled by the mycelium would lose their value. Therefore, both emotionally and practically, extraordinary beasts should stand with humans, not the mycelium.
“And Lady Fulan, the bestower of blessings, has received divine inspiration. Her mission is to lead all extraordinary beasts in resisting the tyranny of the mycelium and to help humans restore the world to its former order.
“The Holy Fire Meow Meow Cult exists for dragon fruit and for a brighter tomorrow!”
The framework of this story came from the outline by Lin Qingliu, while Fulan filled in the details. As a beast herself, Fulan was physiologically closer to the extraordinary beasts, allowing her to craft a narrative that resonated deeply.
As expected, the combination of reason, a touch of cinematic flair, and storytelling had the single-minded dog completely devoted to Fulan.
What were mycelium and Beast Packs compared to joining the Holy Fire Meow Meow Cult and reviving the glory of extraordinary beasts?
The mycelium was truly vile and terrifying. Though it had been a puppet of the mycelium mere minutes ago, the extraordinary beast now dared to bare its fangs at the mycelium.
It humbly lay before Fulan, pledging its loyalty with a submissive posture.
The broken-spined hound, for the revival of the beast tribe, was willing to dedicate everything to the Holy Fire Meow Meow Cult!
Fulan lifted one front paw and placed it on the extraordinary beast’s nose, solemnly declaring in the beast language over the internal network:
“Your loyalty is witnessed by heaven and earth! The master has issued a divine decree—from this day forward, you are the left guardian of the Holy Fire Meow Meow Cult!”
