Like all unexpected troubles, bad news always comes unexpectedly.

For example, when you close the door and remember that you didn't bring the key or turn off the gas, after finishing your meal you find half a cockroach's butt on the plate, when you open your eyes you find your pet lying on the bedside and you seem to have eaten chocolate in your dream...

Sometimes, teammates suddenly can't think of pulling the cord and have an explosion with themselves. It's quite helpless when encountering such a thing.

When people are extremely speechless, they will be speechless.

It's just that this time is different from usual, and I may never be able to speak again in my life.

Just when Kong Yebai picked up the walkie-talkie and cried and shouted that something was wrong with the officiant, everyone heard a vague ticking sound from the rapid breathing and heartbeat...

It was in his rapidly rising and falling chest.

When the confused teammates subconsciously reached out and pulled open his collar, they saw the dark stitches that even Kong Yebai hadn't noticed.

The moment he reacted, the person at the front couldn't help but stare:

"You he-"

boom!!!

Just like that, with the last curse words in his life, he closed his eyes forever.

The flames and air waves spread, and a large amount of explosives and evil poisons crushed into powder were like a tsunami, swallowing up everything. Scarlet danced like a tide, sweeping and covering every inch of space.

Fiery rain of blood rose one after another like fireworks, converging in this violent heat wave. With the loud roar, broken limbs rose up to the ceiling, flew out of the window, or crossed the collapsed wall, and scattered in the corridor.

middle.

I don't know how many unlucky patients were crushed to pieces in an instant, and even more hungry patients swarmed in, gorging, licking, and screaming in excitement.

And in the billowing smoke, there was a shrill wail.

In the corner of the wall, several squirming figures were wailing and struggling, trying to crawl out of the fire.

After all, the hasty nitroglycerin explosion was not as good as Lu Feng's phlogiston explosives. The chosen one's lifespan was also beyond common sense. Even after receiving such a terrifying explosion, he could still survive.

A large herd, a white deer, and a ruins, all of them are known for their toughness. But now, they were suddenly so ravaged, and they were already 80% to 90% dead in one breath.

But it happened that the house leaked and it rained all night. Just outside the shattered wall, there were screams of laughter and crying. The ghost fetus crawling on the wall like a wild dog poked its head out, grinning hungrily and opening its mouth wide.

Mouth.

After Storm Style inhaled a large amount of flesh and blood and residual souls, he turned around and set his sights on a severely injured Chosen One. He opened his huge mouth and pounced on him.

"Ahhhhh!! Help...help...save me...help me!!!"

He was rolling on the ground amidst the pitiful shouts, but the remaining teammates, who were not seriously injured, didn't care at all at the moment. They seemed to have not heard, crawling out on all hands and feet, and even ignored the increasingly impatient questions coming from the intercom in the corner.

talk.

But unfortunately, after passing through the billowing smoke, the first thing I saw was a face as pale as a ghost.

As the flesh and blood squirmed, it transformed into a brand new face.

A smile appears.

He reached out his hand to the survivors, gently, a little.

"Go to sleep, have a good sleep." Xie Lan's tone was gentle: "When you wake up, everything will be over."

Things the size of dust particles floated vaguely into his mouth and nose. Immediately afterwards, the living poisonous poison, which was a combination of poison and curse, took root in his spiritual essence and rapidly sprouted and spread.

In an instant, the two survivors turned into stiff living corpses and stood beside him.

Material +2

"Hey, you're so quick to strike. Isn't that a bit exaggerated?"

Xie Lan stood up slowly, put his hands into the pockets of his white coat, glanced at the miserable situation in the office, and sighed: "I originally wanted to watch a fight between dragons and tigers..."

He asked curiously: "When did the people from the Security Bureau become so crazy?"

"It's not a good habit to speak ill of others behind their backs."

Behind him, the "late" Ji Jue came slowly from the corridor and reminded: "It's even worse if you steal other people's trophies."

"Where did it get stolen?" Xie Lan suddenly stared with grief and anger, "I did help just now anyway, you can't give it to me at all, right?"

"Okay, I'll give you the physical body and give me the spiritual essence." Ji Jue nodded readily, as if he had expected it.

Xie Lan immediately shook his head, "Why do I need so many living corpses? A few test subjects are enough. You just took away all the most valuable things. Isn't that too picky?!"

Ji Jue didn't care at all about the other lion's mouth, and he followed the good advice: "It's the other way around, I don't care."

Since we can't satisfy everyone, then everyone should be dissatisfied.

After Ji Jue got these broken limbs and empty bodies, he could at least recycle them, or at worst, he could cultivate a batch of evil poisons to make bombs.

But Xie Lan is a vortex type, so what's the use of having so much spiritual matter?

He doesn't even have an ectoplasm cage.

"Tsk..."

Xie Lan couldn't help but shake his head. He estimated that there was not much time left, so he could only sigh: "Forget it, just do what you said."

After the agreement was hastily agreed, the two no longer guarded each other, and a group of zombies swarmed up and began to race against time to clean up the scene.

After Xie Lan sent a swollen living corpse to open its mouth and swallow the last remaining limb, the ectoplasmic cage around Ji Jue's waist was almost full, and the skeleton's eyes were scarlet.

The matrix decomposed by the dissociation technique allowed the deus ex machina to finally eat its fill.

This skillful operation of spiritual matter and the search method like a wild goose plucking hair really opened Xie Lan's eyes. If the two of them did not belong to two lines and their resource needs did not overlap, he might have already felt sad at this moment.

I started to mutter, 'I can't keep this kid'.

The joyful search had just ended when the patients who had gathered in the corridor dispersed in panic, not daring to stay any longer. Then, footsteps came in a hurry like a rainstorm.

Doctors with stiff expressions walked out of the shadows one after another. The one at the front was the ferocious-looking Director Qian. The sutures burst, blood slowly flowed out, and the smile was no longer seen.

"What's going on?"

His dark eyes scanned all the people present, focusing on the tragic situation in the office: "What happened? Why did such a big accident happen again?!"

"have no idea."

Ji Jue shook his head, thought carefully, and came to the conclusion: "Maybe it was illegal use of electrical appliances? Maybe the microwave oven exploded?"

Director Qian suddenly approached.

Without any warning, it's so close.

A pair of empty eyes stared at Ji Jue, holding up the half-broken skull in his hand: "Wasn't he still with you just now?"

"yes."

Ji Jue nodded, "Everything was fine when I went out. Director Qian, you have to bear witness for me.

As a result, as soon as I returned home after checking the room, I saw that the precious personal belongings in the office were gone, so I rushed over to ask for more information...

Hey, you know people but don't know their hearts, who would have thought he was such a person?"

As he spoke, Ji Jue bent down, picked up a blessed creation in front of everyone, and put it into his pocket. Looking at the countless cold eyes, he sighed and looked regretful.

Then, Director Qian turned back and looked at Xie Lan:

"And you?"

"I'm here to help."

Xie Lan smiled innocently, "We love each other and we are a friendly family. The hospital is a big family. If something happens to a colleague, how can we stand by and watch?

Unfortunately, everyone was seriously injured and did not survive, which is such a pity."

"Is that so?" Director Qian asked.

"That's right."

They both nodded without hesitation.

Immediately afterwards, there was the sound of chewing, so clear and crisp that the broken bones and flesh and blood on the ground seemed to have been swallowed up by an invisible mouth, and they all disappeared.

Immediately afterwards, along with the wails of the remaining spirits in the air, the originally damaged wall suddenly shrank and closed.

It's like an invisible giant slowly healing.

"It's a good thing to love each other, keep it up and don't forget your job."

Director Qian finally turned around, looked at the two of them, and suddenly grinned: "The hospital will probably be busy for a while. You guys have to work hard."

One after another, strange and stiff figures disappeared into the corridor.

Director Qian, who was walking at the end, reached out and patted Ji Jue's shoulder one last time.

It left a lingering cold air.

From beginning to end, Ji Jue smiled and watched them go away.

"Don't worry, as long as you don't do anything in front of them, they won't care."

Xie Lan said: "The reason for causing such a big fight this time is probably because the work area was damaged, right? Don't get caught, you will be fired."

"I'll pay attention."

Ji Jue smiled and nodded: "Next time I have time to share experiences with Dr. Xie."

"Don't worry, I'm just a researcher." Xie Lan shook his head and sighed in admiration: "It's really scary to be able to kill someone so quickly."

"Is there any?"

Ji Jue looked over in confusion, "When dealing with bad guys, you should hit them hard, right? Are you a bad guy?"

"I'm not." Xie Lan shook her head decisively.

"What a coincidence, neither am I."

Ji Jue laughed and waved goodbye: "I am the messenger of justice passing by."

Just like that, I watched Ji Jue's figure disappear into the darkness.

The sneaky mouse came out from under Xie Lan's collar. For some reason, he breathed a sigh of relief: "I'll take it. Is the Security Bureau so wild with new recruits now?"

"It has nothing to do with the Security Bureau."

Xie Lan stared at the direction in which he disappeared and shook his head slightly: "That guy is an anomaly in Yacheng. If it were you, would you dare to interfere with the election of speakers during the inspiration stage? The Lou family has suffered a lot from him.

Somersault.

Do you believe that he is a good man who loves peace, is gentle and kind?"

As he said that, he couldn't help it anymore and sneered: "Let's see, if the evil cult group provokes such a person, it can be considered as provoking a ghost."

"I'm back from fooling around."

Ji Jue whistled and carried the ghost fetus back to the office like a dog.

He casually patted Gui Fei's butt, and Gui Fei immediately opened his mouth in a sensible manner and spat out a pile of various alchemy works that had piled up into a hill.

Most of them are crudely made goods, which are not eye-catching at all. There are also a few blessing works. It's a pity. I don't know which grave the guys from the Evil Cult Group dug them out from. There are so many backdoors and traps.

.

Either you will lose more than half of your blood after using it once, or you will be cursed after using it too much. You can only destroy them all and feed them to the deus ex machina. However, the number [2] on the dial was finally completely filled up, just a little short of it.

Ji Jue, who already had the blessing in hand, was able to enter the final stage of the inspirational period naturally.

It is better to take the time to expand the ectoplasm cage quickly, otherwise, with so much ectoplasm, it may not be long before the container that was originally made casually will completely burst.

The deus ex machina is an ability that consumes a lot of spiritual essence. Even if Ji Jue had the spiritual essence reserves of himself and his cousin, he still felt that it was insufficient.

Naturally, the more reserves that can replace one's own spiritual essence for consumption elsewhere, the better.

Besides, there are so many spiritual qualities and materials...

Ji Jue pinched his chin and looked at the skull in front of him, thinking about the many applications of modern alchemy taught by Professor Ye...

It should be possible to create another big explosion, right?

I haven't been so wealthy for a long time, and the mood I had been suppressing since entering Shixu became happy.

However, the children's paintings beside them who were sorting out the records seemed to be distracted.

Always in a daze.

Lost in spirit.

Ji Jue looked over in confusion, "What's wrong? Did you find anything else?"

"No, not yet. The things in the archives are too complicated and complicated. It will take some time." Tong Hua rubbed his eyebrows. After hesitating for a long time, he finally asked tentatively: "You... still

All right?"

"Huh? What's wrong with me?" Ji Jue was puzzled and immediately alerted, could it be some kind of curse?

How could he not notice it from beginning to end?

"Uh, I mean..."

Tong Hua thought about it, as if arranging his words, and carefully probed: "It feels like you've been... like... maybe that's a bit... extreme?"

"ah?"

Ji Jue was stunned for a moment. He looked at Tong Hua pointing at the explosive barrel and the pile of bloody surgical tools. He finally realized what he was doing and couldn't help but slap his head.

"Huh? That's true." He thought for a while and then nodded, "It's really a bit unscrupulous to start so roughly. Killing people can only be done with a nod of the head."

"Don't worry."

He waved his hand and promised, "Not again!"

After all, we are teammates, so we must take care of our mental health.

Miss Hanhan has never watched many B-level movies since she was a child, let alone bloody scenes in reality... I can't do it quietly behind your back from now on!

What he responded to was a helpless sigh.

"I'm not talking about that. It doesn't matter how the trash dies. Worshiping evil objects and destroying the foundation of reality is itself a crime worth dying for. It doesn't matter how you do it."

Tong Hua sighed and looked at him:

"I mean you."

Ji Jue was stunned, pointed at himself, and tilted his head:?

"I mean...you don't have to push yourself too hard. Besides, there's me too!"

Tong Hua was only halfway through his words, and felt that his example seemed unreliable, so he immediately changed his words: "Even if I am unreliable, there are still Sister Wen, Lao Zhang and Xiao An here, right?

Although Tongshan always has a dead face, when encountering such a thing, he will definitely be the first one to rush to the front. The film also has a complete prevention process for Shixu disasters.

Besides, the Tong family and Yacheng have coexisted for such a long time, and they will definitely not stay away and watch this happen now."

She coughed twice, tried to look serious, and patted his shoulder: "There is no need to take so many things on yourself.

You have done enough, there is no need to suffer like this. Yacheng is so big, it cannot be destroyed just because we failed to defeat the evil cult, right?"

silence.

In the long silence, Ji Jue did not speak, and stared blankly at the children's paintings.

Until I saw the children's paintings, I felt guilty. I lowered my head, sat back in my original position, and picked my feet in embarrassment, trying to quickly find other topics to talk about to erase this dark history.

Then, Ji Jue's voice was heard.

"I see..."

Ji Jue suddenly laughed. Since entering Shixu, he has never smiled so sincerely, "Thank you, Tong Hua."

He never expected to feel such sincere concern and relief from Miss Hanhan.

She still gives higher priority to her own situation than difficulties and troubles, and truly regards herself as a vital friend to provide relief.

After being moved, Ji Jue's thought of secretly grabbing her for a little bit disappeared... just for a short while.

But when Ji Jue's tone stopped being narrow-minded and teasing, Tong Hua became more and more embarrassed. He lowered his head and looked around at him.

"...It's good to know thank you."

She glared at Ji Jue and said, "Don't tsk at me from now on, you know!"

Tsk…

"Did you tut at me again!"

Tong Hua stared and became furious.

"Okay, okay, don't worry, I promise, okay!"

Ji Juelan raised his hand sincerely and made a promise. After appeasing Tong Hua, who was at full shyness, he finally corrected him: "However, there is one thing you may have misunderstood."

"Ah?" Tong Hua was puzzled.

"To be honest, I don't have as big a sense of mission as you think, nor do I have Sister Wen's sense of responsibility, and I had no interest in transforming a cult.

Ji Jue thought for a moment, shrugged slightly, and laughed at himself: "The reason why I did this is purely out of personal grudges, nothing more."

Tong Hua fell silent and did not speak again.

When Ji Jue smiled at this moment, there was no warmth at all in that smile, only a biting coldness.

Yacheng?

He may be worried about Yacheng, but only a little.

Even if the sky collapses and the earth falls apart, Professor Ye's workshop will still be as stable as a mountain and not even a single tile will fall off.

Even if Ji Jue's old house collapsed, it wouldn't cost much to rebuild it.

But, what about other than that?

Except yourself?

Brother Feng's company has already started work, and the progress is gratifying. It has become a good partner of various breeding bases. After installing the camera every day, he will bring all kinds of cauliflower, tomatoes and bean sprouts to his house. Although every time he comes back, he is always disappointed with this kind of renegade behavior.

I kept yelling, but the next day it was still the same.

Xiaoling also studied very well in college. Her teachers and classmates liked her very much. It is said that she even won a gold medal in the school sports meeting.

Mother Lu has been smiling a lot more recently, and the amount of meat in her cooking has increased a lot.

The third child is a little crybaby and doesn't study well, but he smiles sweetly when he hugs his own leg. The youngest likes to watch others prepare the dishes, and he is also very cute when he acts clumsy.

They are all very good people, the best people in the world.

Such people deserve to enjoy this life of peace, tranquility and happiness.

But what?

There are always dogs, garbage, bastards, vermin... who never see a glimmer of light in other people's lives. They are like clowns, intoxicated in the cesspit, praising the stench, worshiping evil fools, thinking they are great and lofty.

If the ruins of time really exploded in Yacheng, how many small and fragile glimmers would be destroyed under the pollution that was worse than dirty bombs and disasters, and how many more pitiful people like Ji Jue would be created?

There are already too many disasters in this world.

It's enough.

I don't know how many times when I woke up in the middle of the night, Ji Jue often felt that maybe he had died in the fire ten years ago, and everything now was just an illusion before his death.

The cries and wails in the nightmare have lasted in his ears for more than ten years, and continue to this day.

Until now.

Now, there are people who want to push themselves and everything they regard as treasures into hell.

The security bureau may strike with thunder, the Tong family may also take cruel measures, and perhaps more righteous people who are fighting against injustice will stand up to fight against evil.

But this has nothing to do with Ji Jue.

In the broken mirror, the smiling face burned, and countless hatred and rage rose from the flames in the eyes, screaming and roaring silently.

Before that——

——I will cut you all into pieces!
Chapter completed!