6 Special Function Master "What happened?" Scalpel shouted.
Elder Sahan had come to his senses, and slowly pressed his hands on his heart with a pious expression, as if he was saluting the star.
Youlian stopped at her feet, her face filled with deep confusion. She gritted her teeth and retracted the scimitar on her wrist with two "clicks".
"It's okay, it's okay...relax...relax..." The scalpel had already walked in front of Youlian, blocking her way.
I think the weirdest thing about the matter is that after Youlian fought alone in the air, she turned around and approached, which should be the silent Elder Sahan. "Why? What is she going to do?" I was very puzzled.
Thinking about it, if there really are phantom demons that come and go without a trace in the world, You Lian drew the sword into the air just now, probably to resist the enemy that was approaching quickly.
So now, where is the enemy? Where is the Phantom Demon?
I looked at Elder Sahan carefully, hoping to see the flaw in him in the sudden chaos and sudden calm situation. Anyone with a little imagination will always know about the "ghost possessing the body and the soul transferring possession"
Human supernatural theory. What I'm afraid of is that the extremely powerful phantom demon in my imagination has penetrated into Elder Sahan's mind.
"I'm fine, don't worry." Elder Sahan lowered his arms, straightened his waist, and pushed away the scalpel in front of him.
"Youlian, what did you see? Is it the Phantom Demon?" He smiled, stretched out his hand, and covered Youlian's heavenly spirit cap.
Scalpel suddenly shouted: "Wait, wait!" He quickly came closer, dragged You Lian's arm, jumped a step away, and avoided Sahan's hands.
This action he made is what I wanted to do, because looking at Sahan's strange performance just now, we have every reason to suspect that some unexplainable changes have occurred in his body and mind.
"You Lian, tell us...where is the Phantom Demon?" The scalpel was almost yelling at You Lian's face.
You Lian's expression became even more confused, her gray eyes looking ahead sluggishly, turning a deaf ear to the roar of the scalpel.
In the current situation, Scalpel and I are both masters of Eastern martial arts. Even if Elder Sahan is controlled by the Phantom Demon, the two of us should be able to escape from the stone chamber smoothly. However, I don’t want to start escaping inexplicably. I have always wanted to
Learn about the phantom demons and how to enter the interior of the Pyramid of Twisted Khan through the desert tunnel.
Sahan suddenly slapped his hands and made a "pop" sound.
Youlian woke up like a dream, threw away the scalpel's hand, stepped over, and stood behind Sahan, her eyes lowered, extremely submissive.
"You two, You Lian was born deaf and mute, unable to communicate with others in normal ways. No matter how loud you are, it's useless. However, I know what you are doubting - I am still me, with this body of Pharaoh
The confinement spell protects me, and the phantom demon can't hurt me..." He raised the gray blanket on his body, and those crooked red spells were like bright poppies blooming in the field.
Scalpel felt relieved and his expression began to soften.
"Mr. Scalpel, we can go out. My illness has been completely cured and I should be able to do anything. The time God has left for us is getting less and less. If we continue to delay, every second of change will affect the earth.
The future safety of -"
What I hate most in my life is this kind of high-sounding statement, which often uses "the safety of the earth and the safety of mankind" as an excuse, as if the speaker is the only savior of the earth.
I let out a "hum" and walked towards the corridor first. This stone room filled with red charms put a huge amount of mental pressure on me, and I wished I could leave as soon as possible.
In the hall of the institute, I met Sen. He was really young, probably a few years younger than me. He had light fur on his lips, and his eyes were focused and serious. Bill Gates is the richest man in the world.
, the successor he favors will naturally be a master among masters.
"You...please wait a moment, please wait a moment!" He stepped up and blocked my way, his white work clothes fluttering, bringing with him a strange smell of disinfectant.
"What? What's the matter?" I put my hands in my pockets, wondering about his purpose.
"Do you know the riddle of the Sphinx?" he asked carelessly, pushing up his glasses and showing a coin in his palm.
The master's questions always seem weird, but they actually contain unparalleled wisdom.
I believe that Sen will not stop what he is doing to chat with me just because of a stupid question. I looked at him with a smile and waited for him to continue. The "Riddle of the Sphinx" spread in the desert tells the story of the famous
I have no intention of listening to the story about demons and riddles.
Scalpel, Sahan, and Youlian have already followed me, right behind me.
"Guess, word or head?" He flicked the long nail of his thumb, and the coin left his palm three feet, jumped into the air, rolled around, and finally fell back into his palm, tightly held by him.
Hold on tight.
Scalpel laughed: "Feng, let's go first. You and Sen slowly chat. Maybe he can inspire your supreme wisdom and win the favor of Bill Gates."
He and Sahan walked side by side along the stainless steel corridor from which they came, and Youlian slowly followed behind, like a giant bat that hadn't woken up.
"If you guess it right, I'll give you a million dollars; if you guess it wrong, you'll lose something from my body." Scientists don't know how to compromise, and they always speak and do things straight and straight to the point. Sen pursed his lips with a stubborn expression.
expression.
Hitler said: Only the paranoid can succeed - I think Sen belongs to this kind of mental patient with a bit of "paranoia".
There doesn't seem to be anything in me worth the other person's covetousness, except for the diary left by my brother.
"what would you like?"
He shook his fist and said, "Guess first. I'll tell you the winner later."
If I didn't deliberately avoid passing through Scalpel and the others, I wouldn't have ignored Sen's unreasonable obstruction. My mind was very confused and I needed to be quiet and sort out what happened in the stone chamber just now. Until now.
So far, I still can't trust Sahan 100%.
I stared at Sen's fist and smiled in a low voice: "Did you know that ancient Eastern China had the most mysterious magic of 'seeing through the air'?"
In the eyes of foreigners, China, which has a long history, is full of incredible weird things and weird tricks, such as acupuncture and traditional Chinese medicine that they least understand. So, as soon as I spoke, Sen raised his eyebrows and stretched out his other hand.
Come out and cover your fists, of course to prevent my X-ray.
There is something that no one may know yet.
In Italian casinos, I have developed super powers of observation, which are enough to see clearly every row of patterns on the slot machines that dazzles ordinary people in one hundredth of a second. I have tried it many times and played
The biggest jackpots in slot machines are a piece of cake.
Therefore, when I popped the coin in the forest, not only could I clearly see the number of times the coin rolled, I could even tell the angle of the person's head when the coin landed in my palm.
I don't want money, I just want to know Sahan's physical information from Sen's mouth.
"Mr. Sen, let's talk about the conditions. If I win, I will give you what you want. In exchange, you have to give me all the information on Elder Sahan's physical examination. You are not allowed to omit a word.
How about it?"
Everyone in the hall was just immersed in their work and showed no interest in our betting game.
Sen nodded without hesitation: "The Chinese have a saying, a gentleman says-"
I continued: "It's hard to catch up with the horse." You must know that at present, far-sighted people from all walks of life in various countries around the world are working hard to learn Chinese, hoping to participate in the development of China's huge business opportunity market. Therefore, wherever they go, they
Can hear fixed short sentences such as "Chinese people have a saying".
The upward side of the coin is a human head. I can't guess wrong.
After stretching out his palm, Sen pointed to another hole in the opposite wall without feeling upset: "What I want is a single cell from your body as a scientific research sample for human cloning. Of course, I will absolutely guarantee it."
The safety and confidentiality of this sample will not cause harm to you."
He pushed up his glasses habitually and whistled suddenly, and a slightly pudgy girl ran over quickly pushing a four-wheeled cart filled with bottles and cans.
Scientists focus on speed and efficiency. It was so fast that it made me ashamed, because it only took thirty-five seconds to complete the two tasks of extracting single cells and retrieving Sahan data at the same time.
The data clearly shows that when Elder Sahan entered the institute, his symptoms were probably bacterial acute malaria, and his body temperature had exceeded the limit that the human body could bear. The patient's body temperature was recorded every half minute on the record sheet.
I was horrified to see that on one occasion, Sahan's body temperature reached a rare 55 degrees Celsius.
The hall was still quiet, and the air-conditioning system controlled the temperature to around 18 degrees Celsius, which the human body is most adapted to, but it felt like a fire was burning in my head.
"The body temperature is fifty-five degrees, what is the concept?" I asked myself silently in my heart.
Before Sen could leave, he pointed at the computer screen and asked with a smile, "Is it weird?"
The safe body temperature of the human body should be around 42 degrees Celsius. If it rises any higher, the brain will definitely be forced to become paralyzed due to high fever, and there is a 90% chance of becoming a vegetative state.
Carefully recalling all the information about Elder Sahan, including the nearly hour I had just met with him, my mind was as messed up as a pot of porridge. Pathology records, to a certain extent, only add to confusion and cannot explain anything at all.
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Sen raised his arms: "Mr. Feng, I'm wondering why your brain can't bend? Do you know? The human body's superpowers are ever-changing. According to data, among the world's four billion people, one in every thousand people has it.
Special powers; and for every thousand people with special powers, there will be one who can-"
He raised a black ballpoint pen in his hand, shook it towards me, opened his mouth and let out a breath. As if by magic, the pen slowly bent ninety degrees and turned into a strange hook.
"This is not magic, this is special powers. Mr. Feng is not an ordinary person, and he can definitely understand the truth. Elder Sahan, as the spiritual pillar of the Egyptians, can achieve the status of being echoed by thousands or even hundreds of thousands of people today - think about it
Think about it, will he be the most ordinary person on earth?"
He tapped the computer screen with the ballpoint pen that turned into a hook, and continued nonchalantly: "His individual uniqueness is far more than that. I have obtained his single cells, and I believe that given time, I can definitely...