Entomologist in Sichuan Tang Clan Chapter 138

Fabre in Sacheondangga Episode 138

Silver 5

When I showed the two silver jaguars that I had evolved in the place where the Buddha’s Tower lived to my family, everyone was amazed by their beautiful appearance.

“Oh, so this is Eunjam?”

“Doesn’t it really look like silver dust has been sprinkled on it?”

“It’s like a jewel.”

That would be the case, because I had imagined the Silver Sleepers to look like polished metal like aluminum, but in reality, they looked like they had sprinkled silver glitter on their bodies, and they were shining like jewels when they caught the light.

Of course, even though it looked like it had been sprinkled with glitter, it was still a larva and was not covered in dust.

It’s just that the body looks like that.

To be exact, it feels like there’s a shiny slime inside a slightly transparent body that kids often play with?

Because the fluid is constantly moving, light is reflected and it feels like it’s sparkling.

It was also said that it had a bit of light of its own.

I wondered how something like that was possible, but it turns out that the thing shining inside the silver sleep was energy.

Since Eunjam ate the Empress’s White Robe, which was filled with natural energy and contained a lot of takgi, I thought Eunjam would naturally be filled with it as well.

According to the words of the Shinto who followed us, the silver sleep contained two types of energy: a dense, pure energy and a similar dense, turbid energy.

At first I wondered why they were saying the same thing.

I thought that if pure energy and turbid energy were mixed, wouldn’t that be natural?

But when I heard the explanation, I found out that they are not mixed like water. They are mixed like grains of sand with two types of particles.

That is why the opinion was expressed that the pure energy of bright, white energy and the dark, turbid energy mix together to create the silver color of the silver beads.

“His Majesty said that pure energy and turbid energy mixed together like grains of sand created that appearance.”

So when I explained it to the adults who were amazed by its sparkling appearance, their eyes widened.

“What nonsense···.”

“Okay, can I take a look for a moment?”

He nodded at the words that said he wanted to take a look.

Because the Silver Sleep guys are very quiet.

“Of course, Master.”

It is a well-known fact that all martial artists cannot hold two different energies at the same time.

Even when they heard that they were carrying a table, the craftsman and the old man, Mandokshin-gun, looked at the guys’ backs with expressions of disbelief, and then looked at each other with round eyes.

Similar energies mix with each other and conflicting energies repel each other. So, if the energies are similar, the purity of the energies will be blurred, and if the energies are conflicting, the energies will repel each other and the dantian will explode. This is basic common sense known to martial artists.

At least that’s possible. For the two energies to coexist inside Cheonjam, the pure energy and the turbid energy should be gathered separately and divided in half, but that’s not the case, which makes it even more surprising.

“Oh, really!”

“So what Shinto said was true? What kind of nonsense is this….”

“Haha, so that’s why it’s called teenage poison? It can’t be judged by human standards?”

If something is common sense, as my grandfather said, would it be teenage poison?

It’s teenage poison because it destroys common sense.

The fairy transforms into a human and acts as if it were a human.

The grasshopper is a fox that can fly, so it is only natural that the Cheonjam, which is part of the same teenage poisonous species, would be different even though it is still a baby.

As I was nodding my head alone, I heard Grandpa Mandokshin asking a question from next to me.

“By the way, why did it take so long? Shintu followed, but I was worried because it was too late.”

It was natural that my grandfather was worried.

It started as a simple plan to go to a place with a basin a little over two days away from Dangga and see if Cheonjam really becomes a silver ant if he eats the queen ant.

If everything had gone according to plan, it would have been over quickly.

Of course you thought I would be back soon.

I thought so too.

But there was a reason why it took two weeks, and that was because it took some time to hatch the new guys and make them into silver sleepers.

The one that was hatched last time sucked the queen ant in one day, but the newly hatched ones took five days to finish eating one queen ant because they were so new.

Well, I spent my time doing a variety of other things besides that.

“Those guys clung to Empress Baek-yi’s body and took her energy for five days?”

“Yes, the big one that hatched last time took all the energy in one day, but since these are just hatched from eggs, it took five days for them to take all the energy.”

“By the way, didn’t you say that these guys won’t hatch because of the food? What are you going to do about the food? The mushrooms will be ready to be grown soon, but what about the white clothes? Are you going to keep going there?”

As my grandfather said, I originally had no intention of hatching them because of the food, but the reason I hatched them was for additional research.

What this means is that if a hypothesis is proven experimentally, the hypothesis no longer remains a hypothesis but becomes a theory.

Because a firm conclusion has been reached.

But does the research end when a hypothesis becomes a theory?

Absolutely not.

In order to establish a complete theory, various studies are needed to support the theory.

That’s why, since the first guy was a silver sleeper, I decided to keep an eye on him for a few days rather than going back right away.

Since I also need to raise a silver snake, I also needed to check out its habits and ecology.

But then I discovered something surprising.

What that meant was that when the silver mosquitoes became dormant, the ones that used to eat termites or mushrooms would stop eating ants or mushrooms.

Even the other teenage poisons, Chona Yohwa, only ate the energy and yang of nature, so they probably changed like that. Perhaps because of that, the guy who became Eunjam no longer showed interest in ants or mushrooms.

Even after watching for three days, the chicks did not eat food, so they hatched right away.

“Once you reach the age of 18, you no longer eat mushrooms or white rice.”

“Oh my. So there was a reason you hatched those guys.”

“Yes, Grandpa.”

Is that all?

I am a modern person who knows how to use my time efficiently.

The period between when the celestial beasts suck out energy for five days and become silver beasts.

I thought it was a good thing, so I examined the guy closely, and as a result, I was able to find out several facts.

First of all, infusing internal energy into it was not the right way to hatch it.

It’s a kind of attribute hatching method.

Inside the ant hole, we were able to find several eggshells that we hadn’t found before, and after discussing them with the experts Shintu, Hwaeun, and Seol, we came to the conclusion that natural hatching must have taken a very long time to occur by absorbing the energy flowing out of the mushrooms.

I also discovered something that really hit me hard, the guy I hatched last time.

If the food problem had been solved, then of course I should have brought him too, but there was a reason I couldn’t bring him.

That guy was incredibly vicious.

Well, the horn of the little hawk was so fierce that I thought only a fragrant scent came out of it, but it also gave off a foul odor like a butterfly larva.

The guy couldn’t bring it because it was pouring out black smoke.

According to Shinto, if you breathe in internal energy and hatch it, it will follow the person who breathed in the energy, but it felt like it had returned to the wild after living in the wild for a long time.

Fortunately, the babies were very gentle to people because I hatched them with my internal energy and raised them on my shoulders as soon as they hatched.

“······That’s all I’ve found out.”

When I organized the facts I had found out and told them to the adults, the two of them looked at me with pleased smiles.

Among the two people who were silently looking at me, the grandfather of Mandokshin looked at my father-in-law and spoke.

“Just take it.”

“Yes, father.”

“?”

The craftsman takes out a very luxurious book from one side of the bookshelf at the direction of his grandfather.

The craftsman took out a book and pushed it towards me.

“What is this?”

A book of almost the same size as the Cheonhadokmulbirok I saw last time, with a red silk cover.

When I asked with sparkling eyes, wondering if this was some kind of picture book, the master gestured and said,

“Take a look. See if your son-in-law likes it.”

It feels like a gift to me for discovering the secret of the silver sleep.

I quickly reached out my hand with anticipation.

-Palang.

But it’s a book that doesn’t even have a title even though you’ve opened the first page.

Now that I think about it, I remember there was no title on the cover.

I flipped through several pages in a row, thinking it might be a secret book, but there was no writing on them either.

‘What, what is it?’

I looked at my father-in-law with a puzzled expression because he had given me an empty book as a gift, and my father-in-law spoke with a smile still on his face.

“How was the Cheonha Dokmul Bi-rok that I showed you last time?”

“Yes? It was a good book, but it was a bit old.”

As I said, Cheonhadokmul was good, but it was so worn that it felt like it needed to be rebound.

There were many places where pictures and text were erased.

Then, my father-in-law nodded at my answer and handed Hwa-eun an inkstone, ink stick, and ink dropper, asking her for a favor.

“Hwa-eun, can you grind some food for me?”

“Yes, father.”

Soon, the only sound that filled the room was the sound of food being ground in Hwa-eun’s hands.

Mandokshin-gun’s grandfather, mother-in-law, and father-in-law just looked at Hwa-eun eating with smiles on their faces.

-Swish swish.

It feels like an action that has some meaning.

‘What the heck? Huh!? No way!? No way a marriage vow!?’

The thought that came to mind at that moment was the red book.

And he even asked Hwa-eun to grind some food for him.

I thought this was a wedding vow or something.

Here in the Central Plains, red is an auspicious color that symbolizes weddings.

Originally, they said we couldn’t get married until we were adults, but since I was doing well, I thought they might want to make us a legal couple first.

I don’t know where he went on the first night though.

‘So, should I call Hwa-eun ‘wife’ from tomorrow onwards?’

First of all, my heart is pounding at the thought that I have to call Hwa-eun my wife starting tomorrow.

As I was waiting with a very tense look on my face, I heard Hwa-eun’s voice.

“Everything is ready, Father.”

I feel like I’m ready to eat.

Now, as I was thinking that maybe my grandfather, Mandokshin-gun, would say something nice and my father-in-law would write something like a marriage contract and Hwa-eun and I would sign it, my father-in-law handed me a brush and said,

“Son-in-law, your father and I have been thinking about it for a long time, and this idea has come to mind. Your wisdom and knowledge are far superior to our family’s Cheonhadokmulbirok, so why don’t we make it into a book and leave it for future generations?”

“Huh!? A book!?”

This is not a wedding vow, but an invitation to write and publish.

No, it would go into the family library so there was no way it would be published, but I looked at Hwa-eun and then at the empty book again.

Because it was a proposal that tightly sealed the deal, it wasn’t a wedding vow.

‘No, maybe it’s a better proposal than a wedding vow?’

That’s what I was told to do, to create my own poison encyclopedia with what I know and what I will find out.

The reason I only skimmed through the Cheonha Dokmul Bi-rok that I had wanted to see so much was because the information was listed too briefly with pictures, so it was only a book for looking up names and was of no real help.

That’s why the suggestion to write it myself was a suggestion that hit the mark for my taste.

‘Master, this scary person… your sniper…’

From my daughter who is my taste to my husband who is my taste, I feel like he is a craftsman who knows me very well.

He asked back in a surprised voice.

“Really!?”

“Well, if you want.”

A question that makes your mouth hurt and you have to think twice.

“Wow, I want to!”

Adults nodding their heads to my loud shouts.

“Then, write your name on the last page. If there’s something good for a book title, you can write it now, but you’ll have to think it over carefully, right?”

He told me to write my name in the book and take it with me to record.

Although he told me to take my time preparing and writing the title, Fabre had a title in mind.

“Oh, no. I have a name in mind, so can I give it a title now?”

“Really? Is that you? Then, Hwa-eun, dip your brush in ink and give it to So-ryong.”

At the craftsman’s request, Hwa-eun dipped a brush in ink and handed it to me, and I began to write the name I had in mind on the cover of a book made of red silk with the brush I received from Hwa-eun.

One letter at a time.

Very, very precious.

The Little Dragon’s Poisonous Bite.

Originally, when you think of Fabre, you think of insects.