Chapter 539 Mr. Yang’s Infinite Backup Plan

"Is that it? Where did Mr. Yang get it?"

"Yang Laorang has already brought this medicine over when he arranged the helicopter."

"Uh" Jiang Xiao couldn't help but interrupt them: "What's going on? Can you tell me in detail?"

"Is such that."

In fact, when Mr. Yang was waiting for Jiang Xiao to arrive at this school, he had already started investigating the incident.

What a coincidence.

Mr. Yang had a close friend who was also a giant in the field of history. However, Mr. Yang’s friend died mysteriously not long ago. Before his death, he sent Mr. Yang a message.

"What information?" Jiang Xiao asked.

The others shook their heads, saying that only Mr. Yang knew that piece of information.

"Then what?"

"Then Mr. Yang became a little distracted from then on. He has been frantically checking the information in the history talk section and unofficial history, and even studying theology carefully."

"You must know that before this, Mr. Yang was also a staunch conservative leader. He only believed in official history and unofficial history as stories."

In the end, after reading countless information, he finally proved that there is an unimaginable existence that has always been with us humans.

But it cannot be touched, observed, or even described in words.

Mr. Yang tried to tell several of them, and even spent some money on it.

Jiang Xiao nodded. No wonder, when Yang Laoyi came in tonight, he felt haggard.

I thought it was because I didn't sleep well on the plane, but now it seems that I paid the "price" of chatting.

But it's a pity that they couldn't hear anything, and they had almost forgotten what Mr. Yang talked to them.

At first, Mr. Yang thought this happened because that unimaginable being didn't like being talked to and recorded by others.

But later he realized

It’s not that people don’t allow you to talk about him, but that human thoughts and existence are simply not worthy of touching a single cell of his.

Human beings are like a single cell.

And that existence is equivalent to a galaxy.

How can a single cell understand the existence of a galaxy?

Therefore, he finally thought of Jiang Xiao, the devil who was predicted to be able to end this disaster.

"He told us before he came here that he would hide a tape recorder on him because he was not sure whether the communication with you was going smoothly. If there was no result, we can review your conversation together."

"Obviously, this approach failed."

"Yes, but just now, not long after Mr. Yang died, I received a message from Mr. Yang."

"What?"

How can I send him a message when everyone is dead?

"This is the genius of Mr. Yang. This is the message he sent me in advance, look."

[Comrade Sun Sirao, when you see this message, I should have died in Mozi's room. Please don't be angry and don't blame him, because it has nothing to do with him. Listen carefully. There is a black box in my bedroom, and there is a reagent in it. With it, I can live for a few more seconds, so even if I am really a god, it cannot be said that I have this "resurrection from the dead" technique. ,Ha ha. 】

"This potion is as precious as a continent's century-old tax revenue! With it, Mr. Yang can really be brought back to life!"

The counselor uses his body as a bait to lure the supreme being into the game, and if he plays a chess piece, he will win half the game!

These old men are immersed in Mr. Yang's great and selfless spirit.

But Jiang Xiao couldn't help but ask.

"I seem to have seen the reagent you mentioned, and I have a barrel of it."

"The one you are talking about is diluted. We have seen that this potion can dilute five such medical cabin nutrient solutions."

Digging?

If Jiang Xiao and Shi Shi were a little doubtful about the effectiveness of the potion just now, they are now seven to eight percent convinced.

After all, the infected person in the medical cabin was almost completely rotten from the inside out, but he was still alive and could still murmur consciously!

"Then don't hesitate, hurry up, hit him while it's hot!" Shi Shi couldn't help but urge.

Everyone:.

"There's no rush, it will be effective within two hours!"

"Well, he's covered in maggots, are you sure?"

Ah this

Better fight quickly!

Sun Sirao carefully picked up the syringe filled with blue medicine.

His hands were shaking slightly, not only because of the value of the potion, but also because they were about to witness the birth of a miracle.

And this miracle has the potential to save all mankind!

He gently inserted the needle into Yang Lao's already cold neck, and the magical liquid began to flow into the blood vessels.

The medicine in the syringe gradually decreased, and Yang Lao's body began to undergo surprising changes.

His skin gradually changed from gray to a deep blue, like coral in the deep sea or stars in the night sky.

This kind of blue is not sickly, but full of vitality, as if it contains endless vitality.

Everyone stared with bated breath. At this moment, time seemed to have frozen.

"Can't you?"

"What a crow's mouth!"

"Don't make any noise, the anti-fever medicine still has time to reduce the fever."

Just when they thought this dramatic attempt was about to end in failure, Mr. Yang's eyelids trembled slightly.

Then, his eyes slowly opened.

"Mr. Yang!" Sun Sirao couldn't help shouting, his voice full of disbelief and surprise.

The corners of Yang Lao's mouth rose slightly. Although his body was still very weak, his expression was extremely determined.

"Haha, God, can you predict that I will speak again? Listen carefully, He is an indescribable thing, a god, and a monster! His name is x-on:#￥! He is the plague among them."

'boom! ’

Suddenly, Mr. Yang's body exploded, and blood and flesh mixed with maggots spattered to every corner of the room.

The sudden change frightened everyone.

There are several psychological tests that are weak

Well, to be precise, except for Jiang Xiao and Shi Shi, most of the people ran outside the room and vomited.

Well, a small number of people didn't make it outside and just burst out in the room.

The dark-faced Shi Shi snorted coldly, and all the squirming maggots in the room immediately lost their breath of life.

"Failed."

The sky has turned white, and a new day is about to begin, but the life of a master in the field of history will remain tonight forever.

Of course, these people couldn't continue to be in Jiang Xiao's room when they gathered together.

Thinking of that extremely disgusting scene, their stomach acid surged uncontrollably.

It's not that they don't respect Mr. Yang, it's human nature, but no one with a normal mind can accept that kind of scene.

The feeling of smelly blood, rotten minced meat, black bones, and living, wriggling maggots all over your body.

How could it be possible?