"By the way, is there a hive on this air craft actually? "

As night fell, Chris led to the stern of the boat, Shaya asked curiously behind him.

"Don't ask too much, you'll know when you're here." Chris said coldly.

"oh."

They walked up the stairs of the boat and went up to the top deck of the pod. The tramp and repair soldiers slept here. The gas from the intestines of the giant whale filled the air with the smell of rotten onions and cow farts.

Shaya could not imagine how these people could still sleep under such air.

This place is closest to where they work. The main job of the sanitary policeman is to maintain the rigging of the suspended pods and the entire rope ladder system.

"Who are you?" Walking to the top deck, Chris finally couldn't help asking.

"The villagers of the fishing village in St. George Island."

"If you were just an ordinary fishing villager and you would have been hanged long ago," said Chris.

"Spread rumors, what rumors have I made?" Xia Ya was a little confused.

Chris paused, and he turned his head and glared at Chara, "Do you think I look like a fool?"

Not like it?

"No, no, why do you think so, Lord Chris?" Xia said in confusion.

"Then why do you think of me as a fool?"

Chris stared at Shaya, "I have asked the Saint, and she explained it to me clearly. There is nothing to do when expressing your love to you!"

Xia Ya was stunned, and a little dazed in her eyes.

In Chris's sight, he bit his lip, as if he was trying to say something.

But then he sighed as if he accepted his fate, "Since the Saint said that, that's it."

"Did you want to say something just now?" Chris frowned.

"No." Xia Ya said with some ease.

"Then tell me why even so, you can still get on the Leviathan to perform this mission?" Chris asked.

"Yes, why?"

"I'm asking you!" Chris frowned.

A bitter smile appeared on Xia Ya's face, "What special identity can I have? No matter how big is, can I be even older than the Saint and the Pope? If you are really confused, please go and ask the Saint."

Chris was stunned, then thought for a while and found that what he seemed to be saying was a little bit reasonable.

It would be fine if you were not hanged like this, but you could still participate in such a confidential mission.

If there is no special identity, only...

Chris' pupils contracted slightly.

There is only one possibility, that is, the Saint is really interesting to him!

But the saint said clearly...

Chris suddenly remembered what Xia Ya said to him at the door of St. Noah's Cathedral.

"Even if she asks the Holy Maiden for such a private matter, she will answer no."

A terrible idea came into his mind...

Lord Saint, it shouldn't be, he was lying to me.

Is Bain's difficulty true?

Chris shook his head frantically, leaving these terrible thoughts behind his head.

He looked at Xia Ya deeply, turned around, and said coldly.

"Come with me."

As he said that, he turned his back to Xia Ya.

A playful smile appeared on the corner of Charia's mouth. He was not interested in making Chris misunderstood that Hadalie liked him.

I just thought it would be fun to tease Chris.

It's probably the same fun that adults cheat on a child and want to sell him, and they get when they see him with a frightened look on their faces.

Continue to follow Chris, and as the two passed by, the soldiers around the soldiers all looked curiously.

They are not saints of the Holy Court, and they are not something that ordinary people can join.

That is a special identity, and they can only belong to believers.

They walked to the intestine entrance, where Shaya saw a small hatch door.

His expression changed subtly. If he was not wrong, then he would enter the interior of the giant beast?

The narrow gap between the giant whale and the pod was very cold, and the ventral compartment camouflaged in camouflage reflects the dim whiteness of the sea of ​​clouds.

They crawled into the hatch door, and the suffocating strange smell around them became even stronger.

It was a mixture of fart smell from the intestines, bitter almond smell from the hydrogen of evil, and salty smell from the skin of giant whale.

They entered their intestines together and waited in the warm darkness for a while before they could adapt to the dim green light of the fireflies around them.

Yes, there are a lot of fireflies here, living inside the whale to illuminate it.

"No open flames are allowed here. If you want to smoke, it's better to endure the pod to smoke. Of course, if you want to blow up the entire Leviathan people," Chris said.

Xia Ya nodded and looked around curiously. This was his first time entering the interior of the giant whale.

There is quite a lot of space here. At their feet, there are aluminum plates, and the surrounding walls are full of living bodies, constantly squirming and digesting, and there are shimmering worms on it.

The translucent hydrogen airbag above the head was tightly tight and attached to the giant whale's exaggerated spine dome.

They were getting closer to the bow, and the buzzing sound in front became clearer: millions of small wings were stirring the air, making the nectar collected from the holy court dry.

The walls slightly further away were covered with bees, and their round little bodies kept flying over their heads, gently touching Xia Ya's face and head.

This place is not friendly to patients with intensive phobia. Fortunately, Chara is not terrified, but even so, he feels a little numb from his scalp.

“In summer, the fields are full of flowers, and each flower has a small ball of nectar. The bees collect nectar and dehydrate it to form honey.

Then the bacteria in the intestines of the giant whale will ferment the honey and produce hydrogen." Chris introduced.

“This is an ecosystem designed by Mr. Dahl, which was done by his granddaughter Milu.”

Xia Ya nodded in shock.

Only at this moment did he truly realize it.

This whale is not a real creature.

Instead, it is a unique biological chain composed of plural creatures.

It is absolutely no exaggeration to say that it is the greatest creation in human history.

but.....

"Can these honey be eaten?" Xia Ya looked at the squirming intestines around her and endured the indescribable stench and complained.

"Of course, this bee was bred by Mr. Dahl. It can fly thousands of kilometers without sleep, and the nectar it brews is also top-notch."

Chris walked to the honeycomb, took the dagger and cut a piece of honey, then handed the knife to Shaya, who shimmed it with his fingers and then reached it enough to suck it to the edge of his mouth.

"It's indeed honey, and it's more delicious than ordinary honey," said Shaya.

After a pause, he said, "So, can we leave?"

Hadalie is right, it is indeed a punishment - for those who are here for the first time.

The smell here makes Xia a little dizzy, and even the sweet honey cannot be covered.

Chris seemed to want to say something else.

A slight sound suddenly passed through the noisy buzzing sound of bees.

"Did you hear it?" Chris asked with a serious expression.

Shaya nodded, "What is this?"
Chapter completed!