Chapter 165 Look How Good I Treat You

The dim lights in the hallway flickered, illuminating the bloodstains.

“How rare.”

A playful voice came from under Xie Lan's collar: "You didn't do it quietly?"

A sneaky mouse came out from his collar and chuckled: "A member of the Tong family scared you like this?"

"We already have enough materials, don't do anything that won't make up for the loss." Xie Lan walked ahead with his hands behind his back: "Besides, if we encounter an opponent who is prepared in advance, the effects of poison and curse will be discounted, so why bother?
Let him fight the evil cult. I still have to stay in Yacheng in the future, why should I go against the Security Bureau and the Tong family?"

He paused, smiled strangely, and looked back:
"But he must be very sorry."
.
"I'm not afraid of thieves stealing, I'm afraid of thieves thinking about it."

After the elevator opened, Ji Jue finally sighed and was full of vigilance: How could he not know Xie Lan?
Even if he didn't know Xie Lan, he knew that she... He had been pretending to be indifferent for a long time, but in fact, he didn't know how she was secretly thinking about this little thing of hers!
Besides, the treasures of nature should be kept by those with virtue!
There are so many living Chosen Ones. If we use Disintegration to go through them, the experience bar alone will increase a lot, not to mention the materials.

How big a harvest would that be?
What a pity, the pearl is thrown into the dark...

Then I'll quietly write a letter to the Security Bureau to report him!
Just like Ji Jue's final tentative invitation, the other party was constantly testing Ji Jue and the others' intelligence during the conversation - now it seems that the other party had arrived so long before him, and probably knew the situation in the hospital building a long time ago.

The last seemingly well-intentioned advice is still testing whether you are aware of the situation.

Secretly instigating Ji Jue and the others to fall into the trap.

As for the reason... being busy with research is probably just an excuse, or part of the reason, but in the final analysis, it is still the immortal disease left by the Nine Sins, right?

He was a whirlpool and had a hole in his brain to run into the inpatient building.

Just like when a large group of people encounter a massacre, they often remain calm and self-disciplined, with their eyes as clear as a college student; when embers encounter traces of a stale furnace, they will avoid it eight hundred miles away...

This is not how food delivery works.

"It seems that we can't expect the other party to do much."

Ji Jue sighed and gave up his original idea. However, if necessary...if everyone was going to be in trouble, why not drag the other party into the water?
As his dark thoughts were spinning around, he heard Tong Hua sighing beside him, "If the guys who attacked us are really the evil cult, it would be terrible.

If Shixu collapses in Yacheng, the consequences will be unpredictable."

"Don't worry, isn't there someone still alive?"

Ji Jue finally lowered his head and looked at the bottom of the cart, where the Chosen One was huddled together, shivering and foaming at the mouth.

I'm still angry.

What a tough life.

pity……

Ji Jue snapped his fingers and sighed with pity: My luck is really not so bad.

It seemed like I had a very long dream.

Nightmares or good dreams, it’s hard to describe.

Unprecedented intense excitement and unprecedented deep drowsiness kept alternating in the brain. The painful torture between drowsiness and the joy and excitement as if the soul was flying in the sky rotated, and in the end it turned into a feeling of despair that had never been experienced before.

Will and reason have already dissipated from the spreading hormones.

Turned into a pile of mud.

When Kong Yebai finally opened his eyes again, he saw an unfamiliar ceiling covered with bloodstains. Scarlet spiritual circuits crisscrossed each other, densely covering every inch of the floor, walls and ceiling. The air was filled with the pungent smell of blood, and bursts of shrill wails and screams of fear came from behind the walls.

It's like being in hell.

When his scattered consciousness was barely able to come together again, he saw a blood-stained face with a smile.

"Hmm? Are you awake?"

Ji Jue was still busy at the operating table made of office desks. He raised his hand, wiped the blood and sweat from his forehead, and smiled at him: "Sorry, I'm still busy here. It will be your turn soon. Please wait a moment."

His pupils trembled, and he tried hard to open his eyes wide and look at the table.

The body that had been torn into pieces, and even the head that was thrown next to it, and the familiar face, were all Wang Ximin, who had come with him not long ago!

And now, right before his eyes, the blood reserves of his dead teammates were drained out, their spiritual essence was drained out and turned into ashes. Even the broken matrix was completely disintegrated, and their bones were crushed to dust in front of his eyes.

But the culprit who caused all this was still smiling from beginning to end. When he looked up, he gently advised: "Eating too much glutinous rice will make you indigestible. You should eat less, otherwise it will be difficult to deal with."

"Help, help..."

Kong Yebai trembled violently and struggled, but he couldn't get rid of the shackles on his body. He was hung on the wall, in a coma, unable to mobilize his spiritual essence, and even the matrix was tampered with by someone unknown, and had no reaction.

He could only scream and shout instinctively.

But soon, he couldn't shout anymore.

"Shh!"

Ji Jue raised a finger, "It's working time, keep quiet."

The flowing mercury seemed to be a living thing, crawling up along the legs, bringing with it a cold and sticky feeling, and drilling into the mouth and nose, blocking all calls.

But he was forced to open his eyes and see clearly how his teammates were drained of all their value, even their bones and flesh were not spared, and thrown into the basin to feed the ghost fetus.

And an office chair was finally dragged in front of him with a shrill sound.

Ji Jue sat down, looked at him for a long time, and clapped his hands.

"It's my first time interrogating someone, and I don't have much experience."

Ji Jue held his chin and suggested, "How about we start with the simplest one?"

Then he asked, "How many of you are there?"

The mercury squirmed and opened a gap, allowing him to finally breathe. He coughed violently, tears and snot pouring out.

"I, I don't know... Big Brother, please, let me go, I..."

"lie."

Ji Jue sighed and shook his head in disappointment: "This is your first time telling a lie, you may not be used to it, you should practice first... It's okay, we can get to know each other better.

Let’s start with your pancreas.”

As he spoke, he picked up the scalpel from the cart beside him and smoothly made a small cut in his stomach. The cold touch of metal sank into his stomach as he struggled and screamed. Soon, a bloody object appeared in front of him on the hemostat.

"Look, this is your pancreas. Pancreatic cancer is a deadly and painful disease with a 100% mortality rate. What's more terrible is that before death, people will suffer a lot.

But you don’t have to worry from now on!”

Ji Jue was overjoyed: "Do you think I'm good to you?"

“Ugh!!! Ugh!!!!”

Seeing the approaching organ, Kong Yebai did not feel the closeness of being one with it at all. Instead, he widened his eyes and leaned back in horror, but it was useless as it was stuffed into his mouth and slid into his throat.

"Eat what you need to replenish your body, and eat more." Ji Jue comforted: "Don't worry, in this time and space, you won't die even if you lose your flesh and blood and organs. We can still play for a long time, so calm down first."

He suggested, "How about we start with the simplest one? Name?"

Kong Yebai's expression kept twitching, and he tried hard to suppress the urge to curse and wail. Finally, he replied in a trembling voice: "... Li, Li Chunchang."

Ji Jue raised his eyebrows: "That's really strange. Who was the old Kong your teammate called out before he died? Isn't there such a person? Do you have any impression of him?"

“I, I don’t know…Aaaaaaah!!!”

“This time, it’s the liver.”

Ji Jue's finger passed over the wound, kindly helped him stop the bleeding, lifted it up, and shook it in front of his eyes: "You should drink less alcohol, why are you so brittle?
Come, make up for it."

Tong Hua, who was hiding nearby and acting as a lie detector, had already moved a step back, fearing that the blood would splatter on herself. On the other hand, after Ji Jue, this bastard, got into the role, his evil aura became more and more damn strong. Could it be that his true nature was being released?
What kind of feng shui is this broken cliff city, that it can breed a potential perverted serial killer like you...

Obviously, eating what you need will help.

After replenishing the liver and reducing liver fire, Kong Yebai became more cooperative.

His name, age and gender were all clearly stated, which made Ji Jue, who originally wanted to help him change his personality, feel regretful. He didn't have the demeanor of a tough guy at all.

However, it seems reasonable. In this day and age, who would want to be a tough guy and end up in such a cesspool as a cult?

After a good start, Ji Jue began to explain everything fluently without any further questions from him.

Kong Yebai, male, 41 years old, from the Federation, the Chosen One of the Entropy System.

In order to seek a cure for his own illness, he has joined the Huaxie Cult for four years. This time he entered the Time Ruins to carry out the cult's mission, obtain living specimens of the immortal disease, and detonate the Time Ruins in Yacheng.

He followed the chief priest, and a group of nine people had been trying every means to get close to the isolation area of ​​the Immortal Disease since entering the Ruins of Time. In the long-term efforts, the chief priest had already gone deep into the hospital building, and it was unknown what he was doing, while they stayed in the main treatment building as support and eyes and ears, on the one hand persuading the outside Chosen Ones to join and provide materials for the chief priest, and on the other hand eliminating the troubles that might interfere with the plan.

Everyone had a clear division of labor among themselves, and they were all running towards their death with high morale.

It was a joyful occasion.

Of course he knew that he would most likely not end up well, but he no longer had any choice.

Rather than leaving the cult and waiting to die, it would be better to take a gamble that after the Shixu explodes, the cult will make proper arrangements and they will be able to escape from Haizhou by then...

As a cult that follows the Nine Evils and worships destruction and chaos, the name of the Evil Transformation Cult alone can be said to stink for miles.

Although the Dragon Festival pursues the art of dragon transformation and the transformation of evil creatures, they take the high-end route. Even if they cause trouble every day, they can't accomplish much, and most of the games they play are still high-end games.

However, cults like to disguise themselves as other sects and organizations to preach in secret, inciting the worship of evil creatures or corroding the foundation of goodness.

Due to their secrecy and disguise, by the time local organizations come to them, they have literally harvested all their believers and fled.

The reason why they have been able to thrive despite being hunted down and hunted by everyone for so many years is not only because they are suspected to be backed by the gods and some ghosts under the vortex, but the main reason is that the cult has a technology that can be said to be unique.

——They can alleviate the symptoms of evil transformation in the Chosen One.

Severe cases become mild cases, and mild cases become non-symptomatic.

This is an effect that no regular medical treatment can achieve. It is useful, easy to use, and effective quickly. As for the side effects and costs... everyone has fallen to the point of cooperating with the cult, so why would they worry about this stuff?

Basically, everyone who chose the evil-removal treatment under persuasion eventually joined the evil-removal cult, and even became its backbone and mainstay.

Just like Kong Yebai today.

As early as four years ago, he had begun to suffer from the side effect of the entropy system - he had turned into an element. If he had not been transformed into a cult, he would have exploded long ago. How could he still be alive and kicking and continue to be a lackey?

"However, logically speaking, the ruins of Quancheng are now surrounded by three circles inside and outside, and even a fly can't fly out... How did you get in?"

Ji Jue keenly noticed the problem and asked again: "Could it be that you are the only team that went in?"

"me……"

This time, Kong Yebai, who had always known everything, hesitated, grunting and twitching, "Spare me, big brother, spare me, Dad, you are my real dad... If I tell you, the chief priest will definitely..."

"How strange."

Ji Jue sighed in confusion, lowered his head, glanced at his bloody hands, and said in confusion: "You are afraid of a high priest who can't save you, but aren't you afraid of me?"

He asked curiously: "Is it because I look kinder than your officiant?"

"He, he...I...I..."

Kong Yebai's expression twitched, tears streamed down his face, and he opened his mouth helplessly, revealing the emblem branded on his upper jaw, which was the lock on the heart hub.

Once the news involves fundamental issues, it is impossible to even think about opening your mouth, let alone opening your mouth.

If you try to pry it open by force, you'll probably become an idiot.

"Tsk..."

Ji Jue's expression became more gloomy - Are you playing a restraint game with your father Yu Jin? Have you asked me about the almighty non-attack?

But just as he was pondering, a strange noise was heard outside the door, which made Ji Jue look stunned for a moment.

Soon, it became even gloomier.

With just a wave of his hand, he unlocked the shackles on Kong Yebai, and then forcibly put a white coat on him, and stuffed the eager and eager ghost fetus into his arms:
"There are no restrictions on what patients can say to doctors. You know what you should and shouldn't say."

Before he could finish his words, the sound of a door being pushed open was heard.

Then, after that gap, a smiling face covered with stitches appeared, and bloodshot black eyes swept across the room: "It's so late, why are you making so much noise instead of resting?

Huh? Why is he here?
Kong Yebai's heart was beating wildly. When he looked at that ferocious and cold expression in the past, he no longer felt any fear. Instead, he felt as if he had seen a relative, and his eyes were almost filled with tears.

"me……"

"Oh, he's here to help." Ji Jue interrupted him, turned around, and smiled at him: "He's worried that we don't have experience in taking care of infants and young children, so he's here to help, right?"

In his arms, the baby climbed onto his neck just right, with its sharp big mouth hanging in front of his neck, eager to try.

It really made his tears fall.

“Yes…it’s like this…”

"It's great that colleagues love each other. It's great."

Director Qian clapped his hands in praise, and then ordered: "But don't delay the business, it's time to make rounds."

"Now?" Ji Jue hesitated.

"Yes, patients can't wait, let's do it now."

Director Qian nodded decisively, not allowing any delay or excuses.

Kong Yebai immediately lowered his head stiffly, hiding his ecstatic expression. He only saw Ji Jue looking back at him coldly, motioning him to wait obediently, and then he stood up.

"……OK."

He followed Director Qian and pushed the door open.

In the long dead silence, Kong Yebai was the only one left in the office, and there was a ghost fetus monster crawling all over the floor...

He widened his eyes and looked around in disbelief, fearing that this was a trap.

But the waves of severe pain and anxiety in his body were unbearable, and he subconsciously wanted to get up and approach the door. But before he walked in, he saw the ghost fetus suddenly alert, looking at him with a weird smile and a ferocious face.

It made him feel cold in his heart.

At this moment, he had lost the induction of the matrix and blessing, and he also had no spiritual power to activate it, so he was no match for this monster. But in his daze, his mind raced, and he suddenly remembered the greed of this ghost thing when it gnawed on the corpses of his teammates.

When he turned around and looked at the surgical tool cart, his expression twitched once, and then again.

Finally, he mustered up the courage and pulled out a bone-breaking saw from inside.

Grit your teeth.

"..."

His expression was distorted, then convulsed, and he could barely hold back his screams. However, the anesthetic still remaining in his body numbed his sense of pain to a certain extent. In the end, his face completely lost all color and turned pale.

Half of the arm fell on the table.

Just like that, he tentatively picked up his limbs and shook them towards the ghost fetus. After noticing the greedy and hungry gaze, Kong Yebai couldn't help laughing anymore.

sad smile.

Suddenly, he threw the half of his arm behind him, and while the ghost fetus was about to pounce on him, he gritted his teeth, stood up, and rushed out of the door.

Running wildly, disappearing into the darkness.

Only the choked gasps were left, echoing in the wailing.

Run, run, run!
Run!

Kong Yebai had never run so fast before. He didn't even bother to deal with the hungry and thirsty patients who surrounded him. He staggered and broke open the door of the staircase corridor, going all the way up, as if he was escaping from hell.

I ran all the way to the fifth floor before I could hold it in any longer and finally breathed a sigh of relief.

His steps became increasingly unsteady.

I felt dizzy.

But he didn't dare to stop. He squirmed and crawled on the ground like a wild beast, screaming and shouting.

"Old Kong?"

In the office, it seemed that someone heard the shrill wailing outside, went out to check, and when he saw his face clearly, he was stunned on the spot, and hurriedly helped him up and brought him into the office.

Under the dim light, his companions immediately gathered around him and were shocked speechless when they saw his miserable condition.

"How did it become like this?"

"You came back alone? Where are Westminster and Old Xiu?"

"Quick, quick, contact the chief priest..." Kong Yebai didn't bother to take medicine, and grabbed his companion's hand tightly: "I want to contact the chief priest! Now! Hurry up!"

That monster that appeared out of nowhere is about to uncover the cult's entire plan!
It must be eradicated at all costs!
In the empty office, the door opened again.

"Sure enough, he ran away?"

After receiving the news, Ji Jue hurried back, only to see an empty office.

Tong Hua finally showed up on a chair in the corner. After watching the whole process, her expression was numb: "Yes, it's exactly as you expected."

Even the shopping process is similar.

"Then let's clean it up." Ji Jue rolled up his sleeves and began to tidy up the messy office: "Things are piled up here and there, it's annoying to see them."

"Hmm?" Tong Hua was puzzled. "Shouldn't you hurry up and find out where the other party is?"

But even though he said that, his body still obediently got up and cleaned up diligently. After all, following this guy around, it felt like his brain was about to degenerate.

"What are these bottles used for? Why are they placed here like this?" She looked at the pile of plastic jars and containers on the table, not noticing when they were put there.

"It's over, it's useless, throw it away."

Ji Jue took a look and waved his hand indifferently: "But be careful and wear gloves. Nitric acid and concentrated sulfuric acid are corrosive to humans. The lead box next to it originally contained radioactive materials used in CT scans in the hospital. The blank bullets... well, blank bullets are just blank bullets. Just leave them there."

"Oh."

Tong Hua responded and picked up the box. Suddenly, she felt something was wrong. She bent down suddenly and saw the bucket under the desk which had been completely opened and was now empty.

That looks like... a container of glycerin?!
In an instant, Tong Hua was struck by lightning!
She turned back in shock and looked at Ji Jue, incredulous: "You didn't really make a bomb, did you?"

Ji Jue didn't answer.

Just smile.

Tong Hua swallowed her saliva, her expression gradually stiffened: "You wouldn't have put the bomb..."

Ji Jue was silent.

The smile remains.

In the dead silence, only the countdown of the electronic clock in the corner slowly returned to zero.

Then, a violent earthquake like a tsunami suddenly struck. Amid the shaking of the earth and the sky, a deafening roar accompanied by the gushing of thick smoke and flames echoed from within the ruins.

"Yes."

Ji Jue answered.

(End of this chapter)