Chapter 701: smoothly
Back in Raccoon Town, the traversers handed over the spoils to the village chief. The old village chief held the "Walter Heart" that was as red as a stone, and his whole body couldn't help shaking.
Then, he burst out with amazing energy, presided over the ceremony with unimaginable enthusiasm, and turned this heart into a sacrifice on an altar built on the top of the mountain for many years but somewhat abandoned because it had not been used for a long time. Know to whom the sacrifice was given.
When the sacrifice ceremony was completed, a clear spring flowed out from the dry spring beside the altar. The water was not much, but it was very clear, and it flowed all the way to the town below.
The people in the town were already waiting by the aqueduct, and they cheered when they saw the spring water running down. Everyone took the water with the tools that had been prepared, and then drank it directly.
Drink, laugh, and celebrate.
"It's just water, is it worth celebrating?" The people who were finally able to go up the mountain this time were also beside the ditch. Laisha looked at them happy and asked suspiciously, "They should have clean water too."
"God knows, maybe they didn't have enough water," Panda said.
Asking if you don't understand is a good habit of Laisha. So she asked a young woman who was dancing happily, and the woman took them to see the original spring on the mountain.
The output of that spring is not much, it flows slowly, and finally gathers in a man-made pond. To reduce evaporation, the entire pond is covered. The villagers took water from it with buckets and poured it on every plant in the field little by little with wooden spoons, not even a spoonful wasted.
Seeing that there is only half a pond at most, and there is not even a swimming pool on the earth, the traversers can't help but sigh.
Now, they could somewhat understand why the townspeople were ecstatic.
"Aaron, even if you don't want to expose your technology in the Western World, but at least use it in this world to help them survive, shouldn't it be a problem?" Panda looked at Aaron and persuaded, "They won't reveal you secrets, and I won't trouble you."
Aaron looked left and right, and found that his companions were all looking forward and applauding, and couldn't help but pouted: "You are really a bunch of good people!"
"Old people are old, and people are old; young people are young, and people are young. This kind of thing is also human."
"Okay, the minority obeys the majority." Aaron shook his head and said regretfully, "Then I will prepare now, it will take a while, and I will not be able to participate in your next adventure."
"For the people of this world, what you do is more important than us!" Panda said solemnly, "We will arrange for people to stand guard for you in turn, so you can make preparations with confidence!"
Soon, Xingzhao and others who went to the top of the mountain to attend the ceremony came back with the village chief. Everyone was very happy to hear that Aaron finally let go and was willing to promote his special slime technology in this world.
The village chief was puzzled: "Isn't slime a low-level monster? Does it have any special purpose?"
"It's too troublesome to explain to you." Aaron had no patience to explain slowly to people outside the traveler, "Anyway, just don't get in my way. After I finish my research, I should be able to make one for you at the foot of the mountain. Clear water ponds, and some nice fields."
The village chief widened his eyes and looked at him in surprise: "Really?"
Aaron didn't even bother to answer this time, so he turned around and left.
His "I don't care to talk to you" style makes his companions very helpless - he has always been this style, probably in his opinion, all human beings except the traversers are low-level creatures, not worth wasting time.
After this was done, the village chief began to prepare for the healing ceremony.
It has been a while since the traversers came to this world. After experiencing repeated adventures and battles, everyone lost a lot of sanity. At present, Xingzhao has the highest sanity value, and there are exactly 90 points, followed by Panda with 88 points, and the lowest is Alfinne, which has been reduced to 31 points-in fact, she has been showing signs of convulsion from time to time. It's not that the traversers around her can purify her negative state in time, I'm afraid she has gone crazy several times.
Speaking of which, Alphin is also unlucky. She is a psionicist and is best at using the power of the mind, so she is particularly sensitive to the power of the mind. In the same situation, her sanity fluctuates much faster than others. Whether rising or falling, the magnitude is significant.
For example, when she killed "Poisoned Water Water" before, everyone else only added two points of Sanity, and she directly added ten points.
In the same way, when encountering those creepy scenes, others lost one or two points, but she lost five and ten points.
Fortunately, there is Xingzhao to take care of her, otherwise, I don't know what will happen!
The healing ceremony took place in a clean wooden hut, which had apparently been cleaned all the time, and not a single stain could be found inside. The village chief drew a magic circle on the ground with the monster essence retrieved by the travelers, let Alfion lie in it, and then placed a few buckets of clean water around, and started chanting the spell.
His incantation was very lengthy, chanting for almost half an hour. Only when I read it, there was foam on my mouth, and my whole body was exhausted.
After the mantra was finished, he took everyone out of the wooden house, trapped the wooden house with a specially prepared gray-red rope, and sat at the door of the wooden house.
"The ceremony has been preliminarily completed, and the next step is to wait." He said, "She will have a long nightmare, and through the nightmare, she will get rid of the pollution on her mind. When she wakes up, her reason will be restored."
"How much can it recover?" Panda asked.
"Generally, it can be fully restored." The village chief replied, "As long as the ceremony is not destroyed."
Everyone frowned, and the panda asked again: "The ceremony was destroyed? Who will destroy the ceremony?"
"I don't know either, I just know that the teacher said so when I learned this ritual." The village chief stroked a piece of human skin and said with a wry smile, "But the teacher has been dead for many years, and only this piece of skin is left..."
So the passers-by simply lined up around the house, guarding it stubbornly, and made up their minds that no matter who came, they would drive it away mercilessly.
If you don't want to leave, you will be killed!
Fortunately, what they were worried about did not happen, and the ceremony went well. The next morning, Alphin, who woke up, pushed open the door by himself.
Her sanity has recovered to above 90, and the monster essence in the house has been burned to ashes, and the buckets of water have also become turbid and dark, like ink.