The Ring: Sell Dung Beetles in Junction

Chapter 74

"There are a lot of dung beetles in the Lienia Lake area...Galide's worm silk transportation channel, the portal, the food supply of the Red Lion..."

Wuming sat on the falling star beast, spread out a map, wrote and drew on it, and planned the future business plan.

Millicent was concentrating on a prayer book, testing it now and then.

Millicent was a little frustrated.

She could never comprehend that flame prayer.

It seemed that emotions were instinctively rejecting this prayer, preventing her from learning it.

The thought terrified Millicent.

Her fear of corruption has become terminally ill, penetrated to the bone marrow, and has even changed her mind.

Millican feared that the corruption had infested her mind, preventing her from learning the prayers that might kill it.

Millicent pursed her lips, pinched the holy seal on a finger, and prayed with flames again.

The magic circle appeared, and a cluster of flames burst out, but they didn't listen to their commands, and directly touched the corner of her clothes.

Millicent, who was missing one hand, had to put down the holy seal first, and then use one hand to put out the fire.

By the time she extinguished the fire at the corner of her clothes, a small hole had already been burned in her skirt.

The physical disability and failure in study made Millicent even more depressed.

Wuming was startled by the movement of Millicent extinguishing the flames, and looked back.

When he found a hole in the corner of Millicent's clothes, Wuming quickly put down the map and went to check.

"Although the material is light and breathable, it doesn't seem to be so fire-resistant..." Wuming looked at the hole, "Maybe it can retain some of the mucus so it doesn't dry out too much."

Millicent wanted to raise her hands to express her disapproval when she heard that the clothes still had slime, but she couldn't.

"I can't learn," said Millicent.

She told Wuming about her worries.

"Worried that corruption is preventing you from using the flame?" Wuming said, "I don't think it has anything to do with corruption."

"What's that?" Millicent asked.

"The belief of the golden tree." Wuming said, "I met a big tree guard before, and he was also very taboo about flames, saying it was a felony."

Nameless encourages Millicent:
"The formation of this kind of concept is subtle and difficult to eradicate, just like people are not used to cannibalism."

"Why are the examples you gave so scary." Millicent looked sideways, "Is it as difficult to accept flames as it is to like cannibalism?"

"In the final analysis, it's just a change of concept. It's not impossible to change your mind in a short while." Wuming said, "But seeing how poor your understanding is, let me teach you personally."

Wuming sat opposite Millison, with his palms open, and three clusters of flames shone in his palms.

He pinched the first cluster of flames with his fingers:
"Flame prayer is the kind you are learning, which requires the power of faith."

Wuming extinguished the flames and picked up the second cluster of flames:

"If you can't accept that belief, maybe try to accept it rationally."

"Rational?" Millicent looked at the elusive and unpredictable flame, unable to understand.

"Stargazers obtain magic by observing the starry sky, and you can also master fire skills through learning." Wuming said, "Learn fire in the form of magic."

Nameless explained to Millicon the characteristics and principles of flames, as well as the method of controlling them.

Millicent was a little dizzy.

It involves many abstract concepts and obscure understandings, like a bible from another world.

"Don't understand?" Wuming asked.

Millicent lowered her head shyly:
"Maybe the memory has been eroded, I have no memory of going to school."

Millicent doubted that school would teach such a thing—to systematically learn to harness forbidden powers.

"It's okay, it's very obscure." Wuming said, "This is a very ancient skill."

Millicent looked at the third fire curiously:

"what is that?"

Wuming extinguished the second cluster of fire, and held up the only flame in his palm:
"It's somewhat similar to prayer, but it requires a certain degree of understanding. It doesn't require much faith or intelligence. As long as you work hard, you can always master it."

"That's good." Millicent found a method that suits her.

Nameless but somewhat silent.

Millicent noticed the nameless silence:
"Does it have any side effects?"

"There are no side effects, at least for magic and prayer, the harm is very small." Wuming said.

"So nice?" said Millicent, "but why aren't you happy?"

Wuming was distressed: "This is a skill that can only be passed on from master to apprentice. It is not easy to promote. One person can teach dozens of people in magic classes, and one person can infect thousands of people by praying for the faith. This one-to-one teaching is very effective. When it is passed on, there is no economic benefit."

Millicent was speechless:
"Co-author, are you just thinking about profit?"

"How fresh, I'm a businessman, okay? A businessman doesn't think about profits?" Wuming said, "Even if you save people, it's too late to save people one by one."

"But doctors also save lives one by one," Millicent said.

Wuming said: "It's not the same. This teaching is equivalent to giving away part of the master's life. It's okay if there are fewer apprentices, but the master will be exhausted to death if there are too many disciples."

Wuming thought for a moment, but couldn't find a better way, so he stopped thinking:

"Forget it, popularizing flames is something that needs to be considered in the future. Now you are the only experimental product, and we can use special methods to test first."

Millicent hesitated a bit:
"Will it take your life?"

"It's okay, it's like bleeding, it's okay to bleed less." Wuming said.

He reached out to Millicent: "Bring the paw."

Millicent held out her hand obediently.

Wuming's palm was dyed with a ball of flames, he grasped the ball of fire, and held it in Millicent's palm.

"Feel my life, my flame." Wuming said, "Feel it with your life and soul."

Millicent's palm was warm, and the warm current extended from her palm to her limbs, making her whole body warm.

This power is immediately linked to her spiritual direction, and can be directly driven by will.

Millicent looked at her palm, where a flame lay docilely on her palm, emitting heat continuously.

"It's amazing..." She couldn't help but be attracted by the warm power, staring at the flame.

Millicent's view was blocked by an iron hand.

Nameless said: "There are only two things to pay attention to when it comes to flames - longing and awe. Just like a bonfire, it can warm your body, cook your meat and cook soup for you, but if it is too close, it will burn you .Use longing to control, and use awe to keep yourself at a safe distance."

"I see." Millicent retracted her hands in front of her eyes, still staring at the flames curiously.

"I know that there is still a long way to go to understand, playing with fire is very dangerous." Wuming said.

"Will things be burned?" Millicent asked.

Wuming thought for a while: "The image I showed in the swamp before, you seem to be very scared."

After Wuming made such a quick call, Millicent thought of the horrific scene again, the twisted and weird creature, and goosebumps appeared on her body.

She used the warm flame in her palm to warm her skin and smooth the inverted hair.

"That was indeed a terrifying scene." Millicent nodded, "Why did you mention that?"

"Oh, some of the scenes in it are the result of playing with fire." Wuming said.

Millicent gasped.

This feeling is like having a furry thing on the palm of your hand. You thought it was a cat lying on it, but it turned out to be a spider.

Seeing Millicent's reaction, Wuming nodded in satisfaction: "Well, this is the only way to look in awe. Let me tell you, this is not the most terrifying hidden danger."

"Is there anything more frightening?" Millicent regretted accepting the flame.

"Of course." Wuming looked serious, "Playing with fire will wet the bed."

"Ah... oh," said Millicent.

Wuming explained: "Think about it, you have become a monster now, and no one knows it is you. Even if you were killed as a monster, you were killed as a monster. But if you wake up and wet the bed, then Incontinent as Millicent. Scary or not?"

Millicent was about to break out in a cold sweat: "I understand, please stop talking."

Wuming always feels that Millicent is still not serious enough, and he is a little dissatisfied: "You are not obedient, sooner or later you will suffer - now start casting spells according to the description in the prayer book, and dye your body with flames."

Millicent controlled the flame, pressing it to her chest.

Following the guidance of her will, the flame in Millicent's body jumped up.

She groaned in pain and fell off the falling star beast.

(End of this chapter)