Mercenary Wars

Chapter 162 Plant Perception
The quantity is not large.

Just as most humans are at level zero, most plants are also at level zero. In a sense, "level zero" is actually the narrowest and strictest concept of "ordinary" or "commonplace".

This is even more evident in plants.

After all, a large number of plants are products of human agricultural cultivation, and humans obviously do not give these plants enough time to grow.

For example, grains are planted in large tracts by hardworking farmers, but their lifespan is invariably only a few months, and they never get to experience the full four seasons.

After a few months, the grains will be harvested by the sickle, and perhaps only then will they realize that it is not the farmers who are feeding them, but rather they who are feeding the farmers…

As these thoughts flashed through his mind, a thought suddenly popped into Gao Jiano's mind: Could the relationship between grain and farmers also be the relationship between mortals and gods?

For farmers, "vandalism" means harvesting grain.

To gods and demons, "destructive acts" are the harvesting of mortals.

However, farmers have to harvest grain by hand, sweating profusely in the wheat fields with sickles, while gods and demons obviously don't have to work so hard—mortals who are keen on killing each other will harvest themselves.

Gaucano wanted to review the information provided by the Outer God, Abhostar, again, but as he completed his upgrade, that information vanished.

If you want to watch it again, you'll probably have to wait for the next update.

Alternatively, he could collect information about Outer Gods.

However, information about Outer Gods is extremely scarce, and most people are completely unaware of the concept. In the eyes of 99% of people, Outer Gods are dark, ugly, and devoid of goodness; they are simply a type of demon.

Only mystics can strictly distinguish between "Outer Gods" and "Demons," just as only mystics can strictly distinguish between "Demons" and "Evils."

As Gao Jiano pondered, he browsed the information provided to him by his plant senses.

He felt he might have discovered a patch of forget-me-nots.

Because in his perception, there was a level six plant located five kilometers underground.

This location is even deeper than most of the Underdark, and it is almost certainly uninhabited, so it is entirely expected that there will be plants of the Forgetfulness type growing there.

Unfortunately, plant perception can only mark locations, not provide paths, so Gaucano had no idea how to reach this mysterious depth five kilometers underground.

We can't just dig it up, can we?
If it were more than ten meters underground, Gaucano might even consider digging it out.

But digging five kilometers underground would take forever; by the time he reaches the spot, the Eternal Forget-Me-Not moss will have long since disappeared.

After all, plant perception is perception. Once an eternally forgetful plant is perceived by intelligent beings, it will immediately stop growing and disappear without a trace within a random period of no more than one day. It will not wait for others to slowly find it.

Coincidentally, at that moment, the level six plant suddenly vanished from Gao Jiano's perception.

This proves that his judgment was correct; it is indeed a piece of Eternal Forgetfulness Moss. However, it also means that he will never be able to obtain this piece of Eternal Forgetfulness Moss again.

Gao Jiano couldn't help but sigh, marveling at the peculiarity and rarity of the Forget-Me-Not plant.

He recalled a saying circulating among pharmacists: "An oblivious plant under observation is like a building with its foundation removed. Everyone knows that the collapse is coming soon, but no one can say for sure when."

This fear of being observed by intelligent beings is figuratively described by many as "escape." Although no one knows exactly why, it's certain that it allows the Forgetful Plant to grow only in uninhabited places: either extremely dangerous wilderness, remote and inaccessible places deep underground, or various tidal zones that have been sealed off for many years. The first two types of places are extremely difficult to reach; to find the Forgetful Plant, one must go to the tidal zones.

Fortunately, Gao Jiano was certain that every time he went to the Tide Land in the future, he would most likely be able to obtain the Forgetfulness Plant.

Moreover, the Stonetalon Mountains, the Kiso Mountains, the boundless sea... the world of Farallo has countless tidal lands, even a small driftwood forest. The opening and closing of tidal lands happens every day, along with stories of adventurers becoming rich or dying suddenly.

It seems I need to pay more attention to this kind of news in the future.

"Rumble--"

A loud rumbling noise interrupted Gao Jiano's thoughts.

Gaucano got up and looked around, and was surprised to find that the barrier of the Labuzat fortress had disappeared.

As the light curtain dissipated, the fortress was fully revealed to all the Mossati.

At this moment, the towering and sturdy fortress was riddled with holes. Scrolls of destruction had almost torn its walls apart, and broken bricks, magical structures, and thousands of corpses were scattered everywhere. The air was thick with dust and the stench of blood.

As one of the core magical facilities supporting the operation of the Rejection Light Curtain, the collapse of the city wall naturally means that the Rejection Light Curtain can no longer be maintained.

The defender's denial barrier dissipated, while the attacker's intervention array continued to swagger.

After a brief pause, beams of light shot out again. This time, without the obstruction of the barrier, they swept directly over the city walls and shot toward a tower in the fortress—the Tower of Faith.

The aura of the Yemeni faith emanates from the Tower of Faith.

The aura of faith was clearly much weaker than the barrier of rejection. As soon as the beam of light intervened, within just a few seconds, Yemen's divine radiance was blocked and then dissipated.

"Victory belongs to Mosa!" Without the constraint of the halo of the Yemeni faith, the Mosa followers who were attacking the city could finally shout the name of God, and similar shouts rose and fell.

"For Mosa! For Nordanen!"

"Kill all the infidels!" almost all the Mosas shouted fanatically as they rushed toward the dilapidated Labzat fortress.

In contrast to the fervor and passion of the Mossadites, the Jehovah disciples were gripped by panic and despair.

After all, the light curtain and the halo of faith are gone.

They now lack both geographical advantage and morale, and are outnumbered and outmatched in high-end combat capabilities, making defeat inevitable.

Without hesitation, the disciples abandoned the fortress and fled westward. Some scattered, some broke out together, and some resisted stubbornly, but none chose to surrender.

Because they know, and most agree, that heretics should be killed without leaving a single survivor.

Just as grain should be harvested cleanly, leaving not a single grain.

So the Mossattues followed closely behind and gave chase. The knights who were originally guarding the outposts rushed over and, arriving late, caught up with the fleeing Yahmontuans and slaughtered them!

(End of this chapter)