Wang Jin coughed twice and struggled to open his eyes.
"ah…"
The young man sighed and closed his eyes again.
He recognized the ceiling. It was the emergency room of the command bureau.
This means that he escaped from the clutches of Death Dream and returned here with the guidance left by Hu Xiaobei.
"It's really thrilling."
Wang Jin sighed and muttered softly.
He never imagined that just one meeting would almost cost him his life.
Of course, risk is directly proportional to reward.
He has already obtained quite a lot of information.
The appearance of his father brought the entire world of ghost stories from the darkest period to the dawn.
The key node of the entire incident is Project Dawn.
This method of directly injecting Kaitan's blood into the body is simply crazy.
As for what Han Dong said "Wang Jue suppressed the activity of ghost talk in some way", it is probably related to contact suppression.
"wrong."
Wang Jin shook his head and denied his suspicion.
Contact suppression cannot act on the serum for a long time. Wang Jue's ability should be more powerful.
"But why does a human have this ability?"
The young man sighed, his mind filled with confusion.
There are still too few clues, and he can only guess many things by himself.
But it is undeniable that all three parties participated in the Dawn Project.
In other words, as long as you keep dealing among them, you can pry open most people's mouths.
Those old foxes won't refuse this idea in exchange for part of the intelligence for one of the most powerful tool men.
Not to mention that this tool man is a new star in the world of ghost stories and the most influential being among the younger generation.
Breathing the smell of disinfectant in the air, Wang Jin thought of the man in a white coat wearing gold glasses for no reason.
In addition to the three parties, doctors are also a role that must be mentioned.
His sense of presence has always been very high, but this is the first time that Wang Jin can see the opponent's strength so intuitively.
"Man-made ghost stories, traveling through scenes, and all kinds of weird body enhancements."
"This man is a genius."
Wang Jin muttered quietly, then frowned.
Maybe the doctor was once very good, but now he is crazy.
A crazy genius is scarier than most ghost stories.
"When we get back, we need to find the doctor's brother in prison. Maybe he knows something."
After carefully recalling what Doom Fuck had said, Wang Jin nodded lightly.
"Forget me..."
"Come to me."
The frantic whispers suddenly sounded in his ears, and the young man covered his head and rolled in pain.
Cold sweat suddenly broke out on his forehead, his eyeballs were bloodshot, and there was a ringing in his ears.
The contamination of his inspiration has not completely disappeared.
"call…"
Half an hour later, Wang Jin gasped and stopped struggling, but the thinking in his mind never stopped.
The content of this whisper is entirely self-contradictory.
On the one hand, people are asked to find him, and on the other hand, they are told not to go.
I really can't guess the intention of the whispering owner.
besides…
"That blood-red figure saved me."
Wang Jin touched his chin and began to carefully recall everything that happened in the Dream of Death territory.
At the last moment, someone pulled him back.
Then the man resisted the dream of death for a moment, giving Wang Jin a chance to escape.
It's not suppression, but resistance.
It can even be said to be...repulse.
This kind of strength is simply incredible.
"Is he also an ancient god? But why did he help me?"
Wang Jin frowned, and a terrible suspicion suddenly arose in his heart.
"It shouldn't happen..."
The possibility that that figure is Wang Jue is indeed not zero.
Be as afraid of him as you would be the most terrifying ghost story.
Just talking about it creates pollution.
There are various signs that imply that Wang Jue may be an extraordinary person or an extraordinary legend.
But if you think about it carefully, it seems a bit illogical.
Wang Jue disappeared without any sign or reason.
But judging from the results, it was obvious that he had planned this for a long time.
If Wang Jue really had that strength, there would be no need to hide his head and show his tail and abandon his family.
Much like the whisper, the clues about the man are also contradictory.
"There's only so much that can be deduced now, the rest will come slowly."
Wang Jin sighed and turned his eyes to the door.
There stood a middle-aged man with a ashamed look on his face, holding a fruit basket in his hand.
Inside the fruit basket were grilled skewers and beer, and the aroma exuded was tantalizing.
Provided it doesn't show up at the hospital.
"Oh...Uncle Han."
Wang Jin sighed and waved to the middle-aged man.
"Are you feeling better?"
The latter raised his eyebrows and walked over carrying a fruit basket.
"I was negligent. It's my fault."
Han Dong's two-meter-tall body was squeezed onto the pony, which looked a little funny.
"Don't say that."
Wang Jin pointed at the wound on his neck and shook his head, with a smile on his pale face.
"If it hadn't been for you, I would have been suffocated to death by now."
"Rather than this, I now want to know why someone has barbecue in their fruit basket."
"Hiss...I forgot."
Han Dong suddenly slapped his forehead with a look of regret.
"I was thinking of bringing you something you like to eat."
"Ahem...you should bring something you like to eat."
Wang Jin smiled helplessly and watched Han Dong leave in a hurry with the fruit basket.
He didn't mean to blame the strong man.
If we had to say who made the mistake, it was actually Wang Jin himself.
If he hadn't forcibly fought against the weird pollution in order to obtain more information, things wouldn't have turned out like this.
"Wang Jin!"
The little fox scampered in, and just as he was about to run into Wang Jin's arms, he discovered that the young man was injured.
After hesitating for a moment, she turned back into a fox-eared girl.
"You've been really helpful."
Wang Jin grinned and gave Hu Xiaobei a thumbs up.
Without the guidance of this little girl, it would have been impossible for him to escape from the realm of the Death Dream with his confused inspiration.
In a sense, she saved Wang Jin's life again.
"Sigh... I almost ate myself to death while eating. This is really the first time I've seen this."
Hu Xiaobei shook his head, his beautiful face full of confusion.
"But, silly boy."
She changed the topic and her expression turned into a happy and cunning smile again.
"You should have found part of what you want, right?"
"yes."
Wang Jin nodded and forced a smile.
"It's really good."
The fox-eared girl nodded, turned into a little fox again and jumped to Wang Jin's bed.