The will within the Originium is similar to a feeling of spreading or assimilation, but the will upon it was too weak; had she not been holding the Originium directly, Jean wouldn't have discovered it.
Because of this, Jean could rely on her own Stardust Wind to eliminate this piece of Originium.
But that is not the problem. Jean's wind could, at best, surround herself with a little to spare, but Originium is spread throughout the entire world.
"It seems you have discovered its specific nature. The Infected are exposed to the radiation of Originium power for a long time and are more or less mentally polluted, but there are also those who rely on eating raw Originium to maintain their sanity; it is truly wondrous."
'Isn't the Doctor eating three hundred jin of raw Originium just a fan-canon? How is Old Holmes speaking of it as if it were true?' Under Jean's puzzled gaze, Holmes continued speaking.
"In the end, the crises of a world are diverse; Originium and the Infected are only a small part of it. For example, I wonder if you have ever seen green blood?"
"Huh? Aren't all blood green... Hmm?" Jean was still playing along with the joke in the first half, but in the second half, she recalled the images fed back by the wind in Lungmen, assuming those weren't illusions caused by pressure on her brain...
"Oh my, it seems I can only speak up to this point. It is truly unpleasant to be a revealer of secrets yet be forced to conceal the truth." Following this, Holmes brought out a deerstalker hat from who knows where, put it on his head, nodded to Jean, and turned to leave.
Halfway there, he stopped and said: "Your existence proves that so-called fate is nothing but nonsense, so please do not have any misgivings. If it exists, it is inevitably rational."
I don't know if it was an occupational hazard, but in the end, Holmes still left behind a riddle.
Seriously, riddle-makers, get out of Terra World!
However, Jean still kept the information provided by Holmes in mind. Seeing that the time was about right, she turned, went into the room to wake FrostNova, and holding her hand, walked out of the tent together.
"You few over there, we're leaving!" Jean said to the members of the Snow Monster Squad who were sneakily looking over.
"Yes! Big Sister!"
"What the hell? Forget it, the time is about right, let's go."
Riding her motorcycle to the camp entrance, she saw Crownslayer and Ch'en, also riding motorcycles, along with a few other members waiting there.
It seemed the final decision was not to dispatch too many people.
After all, the Guerilla Squad were allies, the Third Army was the enemy, the mercenaries and ordinary Reunion Movement members had wavering stances, and with time being tight, it was impossible to mobilize a large number of people; this number was actually not surprising.
They greeted each other and, facing the morning sun, set off towards Chernobog.
"Eh? You said green blood?" Ch'en was a bit puzzled by Jean's question, but after some deep thought, she recalled a piece of intelligence: "Right, there was some human experimentation conducted by a church from the seaside in the slums. The autopsy report wrote 'green blood'; at first, I thought it was a typo. By the way, why are you asking about this?"
Jean told Ch'en about the situation she had perceived in Lungmen.
At this moment, Crownslayer interjected: "We only attacked Lungmen because they were turning the Infected into monsters with green blood flowing through them. Our initial mission was to rescue the Infected in the Lungmen slums."
"The actual goal was to wipe us out along with the armed forces we brought to Lungmen." Petrova (Member C) of the Snow Monster Squad added.
Hearing this, Ch'en fell into silence, holding the blade in her hand, not knowing what she was thinking.
Perhaps because they were about to face Talulah, the entire team was very somber. Fortunately, not long after, the grand outer walls of Chernobog appeared in the team's field of view.
This majestic yet dilapidated mobile city, in the hands of a madman attempting to drag the world into conflict, was marching toward destruction.
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