"We have spent nearly a hundred years, made countless sacrifices, and carried out complex 'cultivation' of the Utopia Seed. Now it should be called the Utopia Tree. After a series of complex conversion rituals, we can convert the high-level condensed

The Chinese become nutrients, feed them to the fantasy trees, replenish the consumption of those fantasy seeds, and give birth to new fruits."

Boluogo analyzed it and felt that Osana was not lying. The fantasy seed was an opportunity to start. The process of realizing the wish still requires many costs, just like what Aimu did at the time, at the end of the chaotic timeline.

, she could not bear the consumption of the fantasy species on herself, and almost died.

The same is true for the fantasy seeds hanging on the fantasy trees that maintain the Council of Sages. Those old and fearful ghosts will not plant fantasy into their hearts and let their roots penetrate into their bodies to absorb nutrients. They need another.

Those who criticize Ninghua are used as "soil".

"Have you thought of anything? Boluogo." Osana suddenly looked at him with a smile.

Boluogo hesitated for a moment, but still said, "The Holy Trial, this large-scale ritual of implanting alchemical matrices on all people, now does not sound like popularizing condensers, but... but...

Create resources.”

"maybe."

Regarding this point, Osana did not give an affirmative answer. She just murmured, "In front of the ultimate condenser, everyone is just a number and a resource."

"Then what's the price?" Boluogo asked soberly, "You told me so much and helped me so much. What price do I need to pay for this?"

Osana stopped and crossed her arms, looking serious and thoughtful.

After a while, she said, "It's free."

"What's free is the most expensive."

Boluogo received a free gift once, and that gift came from Mammon, which impressed him deeply.

"Then do whatever you want."

Whatever, that answer sounds too harsh.

Osana raised her hand and pointed forward, "After passing this street, there is the wasteland city area ahead. When you get there, there will naturally be people to help you. Whether you want to escape from here or fight back, they will help you.

."

Boluogo glanced at the low-rise buildings and suddenly said, "If I win, it will be equivalent to helping you solve the radical faction and liberating the fate of your family. But if I lose..."

"Even if you lose, it won't affect me," Osana patted her chest, "I am still a loyal believer of the Secrets."

Speaking of which, things have become clear. Probably from the beginning, from the moment Osana arrived at the Bureau of Order, she had planned all of this. She used the relationship between the Bureau of Order and the Secret Group to

During the gap, bring the mission into the hidden land and carve out a space for your truth sect.

For the sake of truth, Osana took advantage of everyone, and her courage was commendable.

Boluogo took a deep look at Osana and said in a low voice, "I hope that when I see you again, you won't be a mutilated corpse."

"hope so."

Borrowgo and Palmer strode forward, like two blurry black shadows.

When they were about to disappear, Osana suddenly said, "People say that the condensers of the Illusion School have a certain amount of romantic idealism. I think I am the same..."
Chapter completed!