Chapter 570 Three Hundred Tang Poems

"And more and more!"

Shi Shi's IQ is not high, but he is good at moving quickly. He saw that Jiang Xiao cared about those "scrabble papers".

She rummaged through the room and pulled out a few more.

[Something's wrong, this virus doesn't seem to be as simple as a 'living creature'.]

[Need to continue research? I feel like if I continue, something bad will happen to my body. 】

[Hmph, weird power and chaos, as a staunch materialist, I don’t believe that anything weird will happen to me! 】

[Interesting, I want to see what’s behind it! 】

【Hey, I saw it.】

[Is there really hope for humans? 】

[I seem to have touched the field of theology? 】

[If something happens to me one day, remember, I should go to my teacher Mr. Peng immediately. I told him something before]

The whole thing below is full of ghost symbols.

It should be that the doctor's cognition is biased.

However, he seemed to have known in advance that such a day would come, so he left some "ghost drawing symbols" that were not "ghost drawing symbols" on the draft paper.

Intuition told Jiang Xiao that the graffiti, which was different from ghost drawings, must have hidden meanings.

This layer of "deep meaning" is probably only understood by "Mr. Peng" in the doctor's draft paper.

The end of science is theology, and this statement has been fulfilled again.

Of course, many people will say that this is just difficult to explain by current science, so it is named theology.

But if science can no longer explain it, then it is just theology beyond reproach.

For example, if you bring a lighter back to the age of the cavemen, you will be the "God of Fire."

If you hold a high-power flashlight, then you are the "Sun God".

Forget about the caveman era.

If you take an electric baton and go back to ancient times, the ancients will think that you are the reincarnation of the God of Thunder.

If you bring a box of ready-made medicine, you will be a miracle doctor.

Things that cannot be understood by human cognitive thinking can naturally only be said to be "gods".

"Who is Mr. Peng?"

After reading the draft paper, Jiang Xiao looked up and asked.

"The founder of medicine in our world, who is on the first page of textbooks, is now retired."

"Are you looking for him?"

"Looking for it! The doctor can't die in vain!"

"But."

Later historians were a little hesitant. After all, Peng Lao was already very old. If he was allowed to be exposed to this incident, I'm afraid...

b2 was silent for a moment, and then gave the order.

"Immediately seal off the doctor's study. All information must be thoroughly checked. No one is allowed to enter without authorization. Also, please do not contact Mr. Peng yet. He is a valuable weapon of the country and we cannot let him have an accident."

B2 was originally from the Weird Research Institute, so he quickly accepted the result of the doctor's abnormal death.

At the same time, he also took Jiang Xiao, Wang Dayong and others to the monitoring room.

He wanted to see what happened to the doctor?

The atmosphere in the monitoring room was tense and solemn, with five people following b2.

Jiang Xiao and Shi Shi followed closely, Wang Dayong and Niu Jianjiao had solemn expressions, and the doctor's students' eyes flashed with grief and confusion.

b2 walked to the control room console and gave instructions to the operator.

"Retrieve the surveillance video from the doctor's study, from last night to this morning."

The operator quickly tapped the keyboard, and after a while, a picture appeared in front of everyone.

In the surveillance screen, the doctor was sitting at his desk, seemingly studying something intently, taking notes in his notes from time to time. Everything looked normal.

Jiang Xiao stared at the screen, trying to find clues from the doctor's expression and movements.

Shi Shi clenched her fists nervously, peeking at Jiang Xiao's expression from time to time, trying to seek comfort from it.

As time passed, the picture suddenly changed.

The doctor's movements began to become hurried. Sometimes he stood up abruptly, sometimes he sat down, and the expression on his face became distorted.

He started laughing, and then suddenly covered his face and cried, his whole person looking extremely painful and crazy.

The expression on his face is extremely torn, exaggerated, and absurd.

Everyone in the room held their breath, looking at this scene at a loss.

The doctoral student even burst into tears, as if he could no longer bear such a scene.

"If, if I had entered the room at this time, the doctor might not have died."

Just when everyone thought that the doctor would remain in this crazy state, the doctor in the surveillance screen suddenly stopped all actions.

He slowly sat back on the chair, folded his hands on the table, and fell into deep thought again.

That was the expression on the doctor's face that everyone saw when they opened the door.

"What's going on?"

Wang Dayong couldn't help asking, with unconcealable shock in his voice.

Niu Jianji frowned tightly, seeming to be trying to analyze the situation in front of him.

B2's face became more gloomy, and he turned to look at the operator.

"Quick, keep looking back and see how the doctor died in the end."

The operator responded quickly and the monitoring screen continued to play.

But the next scene made everyone present feel an unspeakable fear.

During the surveillance, the doctor's body suddenly began to twitch, his arms twisted involuntarily, and his whole body seemed to be fighting against some invisible force.

Then, there was a blur in the picture, as if something was interfering with the monitoring signal.

The operator is very professional.

He immediately pulled back the surveillance to a time when it was still blurry, and at the same time called up the surveillance at the doctor's door.

The picture at the door was clearly recorded. When the picture in the room was blurry, no one entered or left the room.

When the picture became clear again, the doctor's body had turned into that horrible look.

The internal organs in his abdomen were hollowed out, and his legs were missing.

Books and materials were scattered on the table, as well as the diary that recorded the doctor's last thoughts.

"This is impossible"

The doctoral student's voice trembled, and he could hardly believe his eyes.

Nothing is impossible.

Both b2 and Jiang Xiao can accept it.

It is no exaggeration to say that this kind of killing method should be possible for both Shi Shi and Wang Dayong and Niu Jiujiang.

Not surprising.

Mainly because they can’t see each other

That’s why it’s called ‘god’.

Jiang Xiao rubbed his sore temples.

A few days?

How many days has it been?

No clue at all!

No, maybe there were clues, but the more clues he knew, the more confused he felt!

The waste water was dumped into the ocean, and the high priest of the sea was outraged and called upon the gods to take revenge on mankind.

What about the eroded history and cultural relics?

Isn't it the same god?

Seeing Jiang Xiao's depression,

"Dad, don't be unhappy. When this time is over, I will definitely take Bai Yi and Mu Xitang to study hard so that you and mom won't be upset."

"Okay, okay, what do you want to read?"

"There are so many. I want to learn 300 Tang poems!"

"good"

etc?

Three Hundred Tang Poems?