Chapter 397 Cold Virus Disease

Chapter 397 Cold Virus Disease

"Have you found out what the disease is?"

There was a supernatural person who used his connections to go through the back door of the hospital and personally found the attending doctor.

"Not yet. We have used all the Chinese and Western medicine, as well as the top talents from the Institute of Spiritual Energy Technology. I hope you will wait a little longer."

This doctor was the survivor who was rescued by this extraordinary person from Baihu City. He respected him very much and was a real lifesaver.

However, facing his savior, he had no choice. He tried every means but could not find out the cause.

In the hospital's laboratory, the crowd was busy, and doctors who had been off work or on vacation were urgently summoned back.

"There are no abnormalities in the serum tests."

"No causative toxins detected."

"No abnormalities were found in the stool and urine samples."

It was really helpless. This cost hundreds of lives. For such a big thing, the hospital hurriedly sent the request information to the upper levels of Baihu City.

The upper management attached great importance to it and the samples were quickly sent to the research institute.

The Psychic Research Institute did not find any relevant information, so it had to be sent to the Dark Matter Research Institute.

The molecular repair device over there can temporarily restore the abnormality of the patient, but it will soon worsen again and the patient can only die.

For a time, everyone was in danger, and there was a viral rumor that if you get this disease, you will have to wait for death.

"Bang!"

Die Yunfei slapped the table hard!

"What are you doing to eat! What are you doing to eat!"

He glared at everyone below: "It has taken so long to find out the cause of a simple illness. Tell me, what use do you have!"

He couldn't help but be angry. Below him were the directors of major hospitals, the chairman of the Extraordinary Association, and important officials from the Psychic Research Institute, the Dark Matter Research Institute, the Science and Technology Park, etc.

These big shots usually don't show up, and it's too late for everyone to flatter them.

However, these people now lowered their heads and did not dare to look into Die Yunfei's eyes.

"What? If you don't say anything, are you acting like a fucking ostrich!"

Die Yunfei glanced at them coldly: "Give you three days to find the cause and treatment plan for this disease! You guys are not capable of sitting in this position, but there are many people who can sit in your position!"

This was the follow-up ultimatum. After there was no sound from above for a long time, these people dared to raise their heads and found that Die Yunfei had left.

"Everyone, we probably won't be able to keep this black gauze hat on our heads."

A dean smiled bitterly. They had also used various methods, but they really couldn't find the reason.

There are so many things to deal with these days.

One is the sixth realm breakthrough, silently, and the intensity of the entire world suddenly increases.

There are already neighboring aliens watching over the Luck Arena.

One is the disease in the city, the restlessness.

There is another one, which is in the west and northwest directions. Many buildings that should not exist suddenly appeared. At first, they looked illusory, but they have become more and more solid in the past few days.

The priests have been here, and they can basically confirm that the remnants of the pre-ancient era are being revived, and they are stepping into reality from the mirror corridor.

Trouble comes one after another, seeming to stir up all the turmoil that the ruthless man suppressed.

In such an environment, Zhou Xiaoming's flesh and blood ascension technology seemed very inconspicuous.

Zhou Xiaoming was doing experiments with peace of mind, while Bai Xiao was complaining next to him.

"It's so unfair, they have no idea what this means!"

She pursed her lips, which meant that after carbon-based life, psychic life, and soul life, humans had another life form, silicon-based, or metal life.

At this time, Aigwei pushed in from outside the door, her face a little pale.

“Will this technology be in demand in the future?”

"Of course it's in demand! It may not be very difficult for monks to regenerate a broken arm, but for ordinary people, a broken hand and missing organs are life-threatening things. They can't afford the price for monks to treat and recover, so they can only choose Mechanically transformed.”

Bai Xiao talked eloquently, and Aigwei listened quietly. Suddenly she asked: "You come from the future, can you tell me how to solve the disease during this period?"

When talking about this topic, Aigwei's face became even more pale.

Bai Xiao's words suddenly got stuck.

"What disease?"

She hasn't paid attention to the outside world for a while. She has been witnessing history here with Zhou Xiaoming these past few days.

"this."

Aigwei pushed the tablet up, and Baihu City News was playing the latest information.

The air conditioning in the patients' rooms on the screen has been turned up to 40 degrees Celsius. Even the nurses and doctors were sweating profusely when they entered.

However, the patients still felt cold and wrapped themselves in thick quilts.

"Some people call this disease cold poison, but there is no cold poison toxin found at all."

When Bai Xiao saw this scene, he grabbed the computer and observed it carefully.

She wanted to zoom in, but the quality of the screen wasn't up to par.

"Can't you buy a new one?" She complained a little: "How can you spend the money you earn on your own? Ask your master for whatever you want. What can't you afford?"

"Master's money belongs to Master, and what's mine is mine." Aigwei shook her head and corrected, frowning:

"You come from the future, have you ever heard of this disease?"

"Let me think about it." Baixiao closed his eyes. There were too many major events in this period of time on earth. There are so many history books that there are thousands of pages. It is the largest course besides the extraordinary course and the genetic course.

In the future, students will not be able to graduate until they are sixty or even one hundred years old.

She recalled carefully that she had indeed studied history carefully.

Otherwise, she wouldn't have participated in the time travel plan, but she racked her brains and couldn't find much information about this incident.

"There seems to be such a disease." Baixiao recalled a few words in the book: "Although it was mentioned briefly, there was indeed such a record in 2093."

"Great epidemic, millions of people died."

"That's all?" Aigwei's face turned ugly: "Are there no more? Why are there only one or two sentences to record the deaths of millions of people?"

"I don't know." Bai Xiao shook his head: "Maybe at that time, people didn't dare to record so much."

There were no clues, which gave Aigwei a headache. After thinking for a while, she simply took Bai Xiao's hand and said:

"Come, let's do some divination and see where we can find promising clues."

Just as they were told, the two girls quickly began to deduce, constantly eliminating possibilities.

"Let's go to Dongcheng District and have a look."

Soon the two of them got up together, packed their things and ran to Dongcheng District.

Zhou Xiaoming raised his eyes and continued his research.

At this time, he was holding a spirit in his hand and stuffing it into a tiny reactor.

"Intelligent assistant, start recording: The power source of metal life should be borrowed from extraordinary beings. This is the 18th common sense, a hybrid driving mode of micro molecular engines and psychic energy..."

Besides, Aigwei and Bai Xiao galloped all the way and soon arrived at Dongcheng District.

It's a bit more chaotic here. Everyone on the street wears a mask and doesn't dare to come into contact for fear of contracting the disease.

"Where are we going?" Bai Xiao and Ai Gewei ran around for a long time without a destination.

Bai Xiao couldn't help it anymore and said, "Why don't you go see your master? I haven't seen him for a long time. Let's ask him for fortune telling."

"Your master will definitely find the reason why he took action."

"If Master had taken action, these diseases should have been dealt with long ago. If he didn't take action, he is obviously dealing with other troubles now."

Egerwei shook his head: "Let's take another look. I have a hunch that we will always find clues."

At this time, Chen Banxian was indeed dealing with other troubles.

He holds the jar and signs an agreement in a world made of glass.

"Then it's confirmed. We, the Abai tribe, will use the Abai crystal to purchase your Night Owl generation for long-term trade."

The speaker was a glowing crystal. Chen Banxian nodded, his voice cold.

"I agreed to the conditions and signed the documents. I hope you won't break your promise."

"We, the Abai tribe, are the most trustworthy." The other party spoke firmly, and Chen Banxian left.

After he left, half of the Arbor star was shattered in the field of vision behind him.

The breakthrough of the earth will always create people to covet it. This is the unchanging theme song. The Abai tribe can reconcile with force because the Abai tribe is the highest in the sixth realm.

However, there are some worlds where he is very powerless, such as this one.

The sky is filled with yellow sand and a sea of ​​armored cavalry.

He came here alone, in front of thousands of armored cavalry, and his figure was so insignificant.

Every cavalry here has a cultivation base of the fifth realm, and every general has a sixth realm, not to mention the commander of the seventh realm and even more terrifying offerings.

"Who is coming!"

The general in front of the cavalry rode forward and stared at the figure blocking the road with bloody eyes.

"Earth ahead, what does the general want to do?"

Chen Banxian spoke in a neither humble nor overbearing tone, but stood firmly at the front.

"Everywhere you look is my mother's territory."

This sentence was sonorous and powerful, and it showed the army's self-confidence.

However, Chen Banxian couldn't possibly want to do that.

"Can we talk about it?"

His figure looked very humble, and the aura of the seventh realm was shaken by the impact in front of thousands of troops.

"Talk? How can you talk to us on your own?"

The general sneered: "According to the order of Emperor Wu, all those who stand in the way will be killed without mercy!"

He strode forward: "If you don't give in when our army arrives, we will just kill you for nothing."

His determination is very firm. It is natural for the strong tribe to conquer the weak tribe and the weak to eat the strong.

As the general advanced, the entire army also moved, the roar of war drums and the roar of conquest resounded through the hearts of the people.

"General, if you move forward, you'll be covered in blood within five steps."

Chen Banxian's face flashed with a stern look, and he tightened his grip on the imperial jar.

The battle formation formed by so many monks is more difficult to kill. Once they go to the earth, the consequences will be disastrous.

Not to mention the master behind it, the Muwu Empire.

He sensed the aura of the eighth realm, which put him under a lot of pressure. If it didn't work, he could only defend this gap on the earth.

"slow."

Suddenly, a voice came from the army, and all the cavalry stopped.

The vanguard general turned back, bowed low, and saw a fine iron dragon chariot coming from the void.

The breath of the eighth realm.

Chen Banxian is ready to return to Baihu City at any time.

A man with a feather fan in his hand walked out and looked at Chen Banxian calmly: "Submit, and you can be granted a vassal state. If you make offerings every year, you can live."

He saw something. The native in front of him actually gave him a feeling of needles.

It's pressure.

"I still say the same thing, it's impossible."

Chen Banxian looked at him: "After you enter our realm, you will only reach the sixth realm. If I stop you, none of you will be able to take a step forward."

Before the man with the feather fan could speak, the vanguard general laughed: "Hahaha! What a joke!"

"I have thousands of troops, how can you, a small-bodied scholar with a white face, stop me?"

"Master, speak, don't watch the dog barking."

Chen Banxian's scolding made the general turn pale.

"Be bold!"

He picked up the heavy weapon and took action directly: "If you speak arrogantly, let grandpa teach you a lesson!"

The weapon was powerful and heavy, with the smell of breaking all laws, and it was about to come.

However, Chen Banxian quickly raised his hand to hold the edge of the weapon, preventing it from moving at all.

Catching his Taihuan Xuanlong Sword with bare hands? The general was horrified. He pulled his hand away, but the knife in his hand shattered into pieces on the ground.

The inheritance passed down by the Emperor Tuntian does not only affect people.

All the essence in the knife was eaten by Chen Banxian, and the divine blood evil was lost, and it became a waste product.

The man with the feather fan was a little surprised, he couldn't do it so easily.

"We could actually sit down and talk."

Chen Banxian looked at them: "I have been practicing for more than 20 years, and I have achieved the seventh level from a mortal. If you give me another hundred years, I can also reach the eighth level."

"By then I should be qualified to sit down with your Mother Martial Emperor and discuss the policy of friendship from generation to generation."

Only practiced for more than twenty years?

The weight of these words was not light at all, which made the man with the feather fan hesitate.

The general didn't know what to do when he saw this, and shouted: "Boy, that's not what you're bragging about. I've been lying to you for more than twenty years..."

"Silly Ju, shut up."

The man stopped him: "I have shown mercy. Otherwise, it would not only be your knife that would be broken."

He looked at Chen Banxian carefully and raised his hand high.

"The whole army obeys the order and returns to camp."

He turned his head away: "I will wait for you for a hundred years. If you don't enter the eighth realm for a hundred years, my army will conquer your realm and serve as talents."

Chen Banxian felt relieved, it would be best not to start a war.

His trump card cannot be used in such meaningless places.

Returning to Earth, he frowned after sensing the current situation in Baihu City. The situation was somewhat out of control.

The cold virus disease continues to spread, and many ordinary people are infected.

As the symptoms worsened, these ordinary people struggled in pain and developed photophobia.

Some say it's like a vampire.

Ai Gewei and Bai Xiao came to a quaint house and discovered something unusual here.

While other places are nervously avoiding disasters and cold viruses, parties are still going on here.

Egerwei noticed that although this house was simple, the gravel on the ground seemed to be jade!

The music and laughter in the house were mixed together and could be heard on the street, otherwise it would not have attracted the attention of the two women.

"You two, do you want to attend the banquet?"

What surprised them even more was that the attendant at the door actually invited them.

"Do we know each other?" Aigwei pointed at her face. She had no idea of ​​this place.

"Beautiful girl, our master likes her very much."

The attendant extended the invitation again: "Excuse me, do you two want to attend the banquet?"