Chapter 23 Ambition

He immediately stood up and looked outside, and immediately found a person standing on the street corner in the distance. It was Zhao Qiuyu, who was dressed in ordinary clothes. He seemed to have felt Du Yuqi's gaze, turned sideways to look at him, and a sneer appeared on the corner of his mouth, then turned and walked into the alley next to him.

Du Yuqi immediately chased him out, but when he came to the alley, he found that Zhao Qiuyu had walked away again. He frowned and immediately ran out to catch up with him. However, Zhao Qiuyu was not wearing the armor at this time, and his body movements were also strange and fast. He also took the opportunity to open up the distance first, so Du Yuqi found that he could not catch up with him.

However, Zhao Qiuyu obviously had the opportunity to get rid of him, but he stopped after opening up a distance, like a cat playing with a mouse. After Du Yuqi chased him for several blocks, he suddenly felt something was wrong. He stopped his steps with a move in his heart, thinking that he could not be led by the nose like this. After a slight hesitation, he turned around and walked back to the direction of the dojo without hesitation.

Seeing Du Yuqi leaving, Zhao Qiuyu showed a cold smile on his face, and did not stop, disappearing directly in the crowd.

After Du Yuqi returned to the entrance of the dojo, he suddenly saw a snotty child timidly approaching and said:

"Sir? Excuse me, are you Pastor Du?"

Du Yuqi was stunned, and the child looked like a local stray child, without any flaws, so he said:

"Yes, it's me."

The child plucked up the courage to say:

"Just now, an uncle gave me a magic gold coin, and then he told me that he would enter the dojo next, and then a man named Pastor Du would chase him ----- If I'm not mistaken, it's you who was chasing just now. That uncle. "

Du Yuqi raised his eyebrows and said:

"Then what?"

The child said cunningly:

"So I came to call you, and then the uncle said that as long as you give me another gold coin, you can tell him what he wants to bring to you."

Du Yuqi squinted his eyes, ejected a gold coin and said:

"You say."

The child said:

"The uncle said that the thing is under the table."

Du Yuqi's expression stiffened for a moment, but he still smiled and patted the child's head and left. Then he quickly came to the reception room of the dojo. The water stains on the table had dried up. Du Yuqi wanted to bend down to look, hesitated for a moment, and simply raised his foot to hook. The table leg broke with a "snap" sound, and then it flipped to the side. During the flipping process, Du Yuqi used his toes to point, and the whole table flipped over.

When the table flipped over, Du Yuqi saw that there was indeed a piece of something behind the table! But after a closer look, it turned out to be two-in-one, a chip and a piece of something similar to chewing gum overlapped together.

Du Yuqi heard footsteps outside, so he picked up the chip, and then told the receptionist who came after hearing the news that he accidentally broke the table, and asked them to bring a new table to replace it, and then walked back to his residence, pondered for a while, and then found a decoder to start interpreting the chip.

As the codes were interpreted one by one, Du Yuqi found that it was a diary, and the owner of the diary, Du Kefu, was just a little person he had never heard of before-----but the things recorded in this diary made his heart beat violently!

April 7, sunny.

Endless overtime has squeezed my average sleep time to only a pitiful four hours, and I have to get up three times in these four hours to observe the experimental data. Oh my God,

I feel like there are a thousand flies buzzing in my head at any time!

In order to keep my head clear, I have to drink at least 15 gallons of black tequila every day, but the effect of this thing is getting worse and worse for me, oh, it should be for everyone.

I regret it, yes, I really regret it. I should have honestly gone to the West Coast to be an alchemist. Maybe I wouldn't get as much money as I do now, but I would definitely be happier than now. I want to sleep, I have to sleep. This diary has taken up my precious six minutes of sleep time. It seems to be a mistake to choose to write a diary today.

April 9th, the weather is unknown.

Why am I uncertain about the weather? It's because I have been in the laboratory for a full 72 hours. I have to say that the samples sent a few days ago helped us a lot and greatly improved our tolerance rate. I heard that in exchange for these samples, the group paid a very high price. Who cares about this? As long as the experiment progresses faster.

April 11th, heavy rain.

Oh my God, oh my God... The new experimental subject actually showed incredible abilities in the culture dish. Are we actually creating gods with our own hands? Is this really something we made ourselves? The experiment seems to have been named "Apostle No. 1". Could it be that the legend from hundreds of years ago is true, that there were thirteen apostles in our world?

April 15th, sunny.

The bottleneck is here.

Yes, our work has encountered a bottleneck.

All the experimental subjects cannot survive for more than twelve hours. The result of our best efforts to modulate them can only allow the experimental subjects to survive for one month in a frozen and low-temperature static state. Once activated and enter the active mode, twelve hours is the limit.

In this short half month, our work can only be described as unstoppable, which reminds me of the experience of climbing the Rustru Pass ten years ago-----After crossing the pass with difficulty, the front is flat.

So, it is really not surprising that the bottleneck has not come until now.

The current problem is no longer something that we or current technology can solve---yes, even the great scientist Norton who only has the brain left can't.

Yes, what we lack now is not resources, inspiration, or creativity, but a core sample.

This sample must be strong enough to completely suppress the other samples and let the other samples play the strongest effect around it, so that it can play a coordinated role, but how easy is it? As far as I know, among the three samples in my hand, even the weakest one, wwｗa． co are all taken from a second awakening strongman!!

Previously, our core sample was the cells from Neilbas, and this decision was not wrong at the beginning.

However, after the addition of the other samples, it is obvious that the cells from Neilbas are no longer competent, and can even be said to suppress the other powerful samples.

So, I am on vacation, so happy------at least my vacation will not end before finding a new core sample.

However, it is definitely not so easy to do this. There are only a handful of strong people in this world who can make old monsters like Neilbas bow down! Could it be that they are going to find Xilan, or rush into the Tower of Despair to find the magic sword Liangyue? Hehehehahahaha!

This diary ends here.

However, there is more content below, but it is in the form of a short message.

"The sea is rough, but the captain insists on sailing, so he arrived with the cargo. The captain has set off at noon on the 5th. He came with illness. I hope you can take good care of him. End."

So far, the content in this chip has ended.

Du Yuqi pondered for a while, lowered his head, and put the chip next to him in front of his nose and sniffed it.

Sure enough, there was a faint smell of blood.

After confirming this, Du Yuqi took a deep breath. After mastering the information revealed in this diary, Du Yuqi felt that the fog in front of him had been completely peeled off, and those undercurrents that were originally lurking under the water had nowhere to hide and completely appeared in front of him.

"So, the ambition of the Zero Organization is actually like this!"

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