Once upon a time there was a greedy snake.

Chapter 418 The Egg-Laying Rooster
Du Yi desperately wanted to know what was blocking him, but right now he was completely powerless and couldn't turn around at all.

"Didn't you have an upset stomach? How could this happen..."

Du Yi even felt a long-lost pain. He couldn't quite remember when he last felt pain. But even if it was pain in other areas, it was far less painful than the inability to defecate, which left a deep impression on him.

It was a feeling of powerlessness that no matter how hard you tried, you couldn't do it. It was the body fighting against itself, a battle between will and flesh, a struggle between spirit and flesh.

"Come on!"

Du Yi tried to encourage himself.

However, it's clear that this kind of thing can't be solved with just a few words of encouragement. If you're stuck, you're stuck; if you can't get out, you can't get out.

If you force it, it could very well lead to other unpredictable consequences.

So, after taking a deep breath, Du Yi forced himself to endure the pain and held it in for a moment.

Then, he raised his head and slammed it against the toilet door.

"More sawdust! And some more water!"

Whether it was the water or the sawdust that made the difference, Du Yi no longer cared to tell. He only knew that since those two things had gotten him into the toilet earlier, he needed to use both of them more now that he needed to increase the pressure.

The Seed of Creation was taken aback by the urgent demand, and for a moment it couldn't understand what its father was trying to do.

After all, it had just made it clear that this water was alive, and drinking it could very well mean certain death.

But its father still insisted on drinking water...

Could it be that its father had other ideas?

"That's fine, anyway, I can use sawdust to ensure final safety."

With that in mind, the Seed of Creation simply sent a wooden figure over, carrying sawdust and water.

After swallowing the sawdust with water, Du Yi felt a churning in his stomach, as if the sawdust had absorbed water and expanded several times its original size before rushing into his intestines. This time, Du Yi felt it clearly; the sawdust was actively flowing into his intestines, which was obviously helping him cleanse his digestive system.

"Can you control these sawdust particles?"

Du Yi raised his head, his voice already sounding weak.

"Can you let them go outside?"

"can."

The Seed of Creation nodded.

“Every wood shaving is a part of me, so I can control it, but the water…”

"Forget about the water!"

Du Yi's voice grew weaker and weaker; at this moment, he could be said to have reached a critical juncture between life and death for the first time.

"Can you feel what's blocking my way?"

"I... wait, it does seem like there's a blockage."

The Seed of Creation nodded.

"It's all those undigested chunks of meat from before, now all lumped together, blocking..."

"Do me a favor! Open the door!"

Du Yi clenched his teeth, a rare occurrence for him.

"I'll use my body to push, and you exert force from the inside! Get it out!"

“This…” The Seed of Creation hesitated for a moment, but finally decided to do as instructed.

Although it had learned some about the life of the Tahrir people, it instinctively felt that something was wrong, but it still decided to do as its father said.

After all, its father seemed to be in a lot of pain, and if it could do that, it might be able to help alleviate its father's suffering.

With this in mind, the Seed of Creation began to manipulate the wood chips that remained in the intestines.

Some of the sawdust had already absorbed the living water, and the Seed of Creation could no longer control it. However, the Seed of Creation had experience dealing with this kind of living water. Only part of each sawdust was water-absorbing, while the other part was still under its control.

This allows it to control the flow and force of the wood chips to a certain extent, and even re-weave them into their original shape.

Just like it is now.

Inside the intestines, the wood chips twisted and knotted, eventually weaving into the shape of a large hand. Originally, the Seed of Creation wanted to weave it into a more powerful battering ram, but after thinking about it, it ultimately changed to a gentler method.

Ultimately, this is its father's intestines, and if the methods are too rough, it could cause irreversible damage.

As for the method of exerting force, it is not a fierce impact, but a gentler but more determined force, continuously pushing outward. Although this method is slow, it causes the least damage.

"However, even so, it's still not enough."

Thinking this, the Seed of Creation simply squeezed out a portion of the water that carried life.

This life-giving water is perfect as a lubricant. The Seed of Creation had seen the Tahlish people working with their so-called machines, and when the gears got stuck, they had to apply oil to fix them.

In a way, the idea of ​​the Seed of Creation was unexpected, a lucky accident.

The pieces of flesh from the Four Star Gods were already quite afraid of this unfamiliar liquid. To them, this living water had become a poison that would kill them.

And now, just when they finally managed to escape down their intestines, the poison actually caught up with them?

"Now is not the time for disagreements!"

Such a will emerged from among the many pieces of flesh.

"Yes, going out would likely mean death, but are we safe here? The poison is already on our way, what's the point of staying here?"

"Now we only have one option left! Get out! Get out now! No matter what it takes, we have to get out of this dangerous situation!"

With this thought in mind, the aggregated chunks of meat began to push outwards.

At this moment, Du Yi's own body, the wood chips controlled by the Seed of Creation, and the aggregated chunks of flesh have all combined their power!

If we all work together towards a common goal, there's nothing we can't do.

Just like it is now.

After a brief period of pain, even to the point of furrowing his brow, Du Yi finally showed a relaxed expression.

Du Yi could confirm that this was definitely the closest he had ever come to death, but the way he died would probably be a bit outrageous. He never imagined that the closest he had ever come to death would be almost suffocating.

Meanwhile, the Seed of Creation, standing to the side, was completely dumbfounded.

"What's this?"

Looking at the egg that had fallen into the toilet, Seed of Creation felt that its wooden brain was a bit too dense.

"Aren't these chunks of meat? What are these things then?"

"If we go by what those Tahrir people say, this is..."

"My father gave birth to a younger brother for me?"

(End of this chapter)