Mystery: When the Fool Meets the Masked Fool

Chapter 385 Frank Grown the Immortal Fruit

In Cattleya's memory, Frank might not have been the most wonderful person, but he was definitely a very pure person.

Selflessness, altruism...

He could try to crossbreed millet, mushrooms, and the Rose Bishop just because he saw that some people were not getting enough to eat.

Perhaps because he saw that some people couldn't afford meat, he tried to crossbreed beef, fish, and the Rose Bishop together.

Or perhaps, seeing that the children in the colonies couldn't afford milk, they tried crossbreeding cows with Rose Bishops...

Wait, why is it always the Rose Bishop?

If Frank keeps going like this, he'll eventually turn Heath Doyle into a dried-up corpse!
In short, Frank was a very pure person, or as Roselle coined the term, "a child at heart." This is why, despite conducting so many unethical experiments, he was only exiled by the Church of Mother Earth.

If it weren't for the fact that everything he did was out of good intentions, he would have been burned at the stake as a demon long ago.

"So... your recent experiments seem to be going very well," Cattleya asked, calming herself down.

"Ah, is that so?" Frank said with a smile.

“I’ve been thinking lately that there have been many outstanding ordinary people in history. For example, the Church of the Earth Mother Goddess has many botanists, as well as scholars from the Steam or Knowledge Church.”

"Many times, the reason they failed to achieve what the extraordinary did not stem from a lack of ability, but from dying too young."

"And there are also some extraordinary individuals, who may be great inventors or powerful warriors. They should have achieved even greater things, but for various reasons, they failed to reach the peak they were meant to reach."

"Among them, the difficulty in advancing due to lifespan limitations is an insurmountable hurdle for many extraordinary individuals..."

"So?" Cattleya felt that Frank's words made sense. "Do you have any new research directions?"

“Hmm…” Frank thought for a moment, “I found some vampire blood, and the flesh and blood of the Rose Bishop.”

"So you succeeded?" Cattleya felt that something was off.

“I don’t know if this counts as a success.” Frank scratched his messy hair somewhat uncertainly. “I did experiments on some mice, and divination indicated that they did indeed live to be nearly a hundred years old. It’s just…”

He carefully considered his words: "They've all gone out of control."

Frank explained, “You know, I used a lot of spiritual materials, including vampire blood and the flesh of the Rose Bishop, which even contain a few extraordinary properties.”

“This makes no sense,” Cattleya pointed out the problem. “You’re just creating monsters.”

“Yes,” Frank was clearly excited, and he enthusiastically told Cattleya about his idea, “So I use plants as a medium to dilute some of the pollution first, and then gather the essence of longevity from the roots to the branches, so that it can produce fruit that brings longevity.”

"I still used mice in my experiments. After eating the fruit, they did indeed gain a sufficiently long lifespan, living for more than fifty years before going out of control. Compared to their original lifespan, this is quite a longevity."

Cattleya felt that something was not quite right.

"You got it done?"

“Well, I guess so,” Frank replied. “You know, if it’s just about purifying the pollution, then once the fruit is removed from the branch, the branch itself will become a withered tree with only pollution left, and it will naturally get out of control.” “Moreover, even if the fruit is not picked, the spirituality itself will gradually dissipate, slowly breaking the balance between spirituality and pollution, leading to the tree getting out of control.”

Cattleya nodded in understanding and gestured for Frank to continue.

"So I thought, what it lacks is spirituality, a constant replenishment. If I could find the legendary Fountain of Youth and plant the Tree of Immortality there, perhaps it could grow the Fruit of Immortality in an endless stream."

“But this will most likely turn everyone who eats the fruit into a woman,” Cattleya explained to Frank. “I don’t know if the Fountain of Youth really exists, but if it does, it’s probably one of the main ingredients for the ageless witch.”

"Some sacrifices are acceptable for the sake of immortality," Frank said, taking it all in stride. "Or I can look for other materials; there's no rush."

"Approximately how much spirituality is needed?" Cattleya thought this project was good; it was one of the few projects Frank had that she considered worth investing in.

That's it. She'd rather Frank research immortality than dangerous monsters.

"I don't know, but it's probably not low, at least..." Frank made a rough estimate, "At least one Druid's extraordinary trait isn't enough. It might require an angel-level supplement."

Cattleya's brow twitched involuntarily.

It seems she can't be of much help.

"In short, all I need to do now is protect the first immortal fruit I created. Any subsequent experiments can extract small amounts of genetic material from it." Frank smiled innocently.

“Hmm. Hmm?” Gadriya nodded, then suddenly realized something was wrong. “The first one…you mean, the ones used in the experiments afterwards were all similar byproducts?”

“Yes,” Frank nodded, “the first one is the most special and has the best effect. It can at least allow an ordinary person to live for hundreds of years, but I couldn’t bear to use it.”

"Compared to the byproducts that follow, this fruit contains relatively few extraordinary characteristics; it contains more of the energy my teacher taught me to use, which is called destiny."

Sure enough, Frank has embarked on his destiny, and his teacher is likely also a powerful destiny seeker. It seems to be quite bountiful.

"Then where do you get your energy replenishment?" Cattleya suspected that Frank's teacher was probably an angel. But she didn't believe an angel would guard a tree for its student every day. "Won't the fruit mutate out of control one day due to a lack of energy?"

"Don't worry, it won't happen," Frank said confidently. "I planted it on my teacher's head."

"what?"

“Wait…wait…” Cattleya felt a little confused.

Cattleya didn't want to comment on the idea of ​​planting fruit on someone's head, since it was considered a relatively normal experiment by Frank.

However, although she knew Frank's teacher was very kind, she wondered... wasn't he a little too kind?
How could they just let Frank plant fruit on their heads?

Was Frank's teacher being a little too lenient with him?

Is this what abundant altruism is? But isn't this a bit too strange?

(End of this chapter)