After Wang Xiaowu's intervention, Tian Peng stopped questioning and concentrated on treating Chen Ziyun's wounds. The wounds on Chen Ziyun looked bloody and terrifying. But in fact, the wounds were relatively shallow and were not considered serious injuries.
It's just that in the cold plateau area, wound recovery may be a bit slow. If plateau frostbite or complications occur, it will be a real trouble.
What makes Tian Peng difficult is that Chen Ziyun has fought with centipedes and was contaminated by the centipede's venom. He doesn't know if Chen Ziyun has been poisoned by the centipede's venom. The centipede has lived in such a harsh environment for so many years.
, the toxins carried on the body are definitely not small. It would be bad if the toxins attack, because Tian Peng does not have the antidote serum at all.
Hearing Tian Peng's worries, Chen Ziyun explained to Tian Peng that Ye Ya had given him an antidote pill, which also contained the antidote holy substance, ginseng.
As soon as he heard the word "yellow human head", Tian Peng became excited and said repeatedly: "Does this thing really exist?" After saying this, he ran towards Ye Ya shamelessly.
I asked Ye Ya if he could give him a pill for research. Ye Ya, who was sitting on a boulder to rest his breath, said directly to Tian Peng: "Get out!"
After Chen Ziyun changed his clothes, the placement of the bomb was basically completed. But the insect tide began to appear in his field of vision. It was dark at night, and the little fluorescent light in the distance looked infinitely magnificent, but it was extremely deadly.
"Set the explosives to explode in twenty minutes!" Shen Sha waved his hand, and everyone put out the fire and prepared to evacuate.
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Among countless insects, the fox-faced man walked proudly in the snow. He didn't have skis under his feet, but his speed was not slow.
The mask on his face had been taken off. No one was around. He also took off his hood at this time, revealing a white head. He looked very old. But in fact, there was no trace of wrinkles on his face.
There is none, but there is still a trace of rosiness. This rosiness is not caused by freezing, nor is it a sign of healthy skin color. It is more like applying a thin layer of fat red to cover up the sickly paleness of the face. It is just a smear.
The make-up artist is not very skilled, which is why this kind of uncomfortable look appears.
Walking in the center of the terrifying insect swarm, those insects were extremely afraid of the fox-faced man and instinctively avoided him. They only moved around three meters away from him. The fox-faced man no longer played the black pottery instrument in his hand.
Instead, he walked calmly.
After a while, he sighed heavily: "When I came here, I was still very young...Tesla, what you predicted has basically appeared. If it weren't for your notes back then,
The Pandora's box has been opened, how did we become like this? It's a pity that you can't see all this, and the Third Reich can't wait..."
The memory replays in the fox-faced man's mind.
On the morning of January 7, 1943, the door to room 33' of a hotel in New York suddenly opened, and several burly men wearing black suits and traditional hats walked out.
These men lowered the brim of their hats, obviously not wanting others to recognize their appearance. One of them was holding a black box in his hand. When the box was carried in his hand, it did not seem heavy. But from then on
Judging from the look on the person's face, it looks like he is carrying a stone weighing more than a thousand pounds.
After quietly closing the door, several people left the hotel like ghosts and went to nowhere.
At noon, the hotel waiter brought a simple lunch to room 33' as usual. He pressed the doorbell lightly, and then showed a standard smile on his face, waiting for the tenant inside, who was kind-hearted and a little bit at the same time.
The eccentric old gentleman came to open the door.
The old gentleman has lived here for a long time. He rarely goes out. He seems to be a rigorous scholar and writes something in his room all day long.
Although the waiter did not know the identity of the old gentleman, he could feel that the old gentleman must be quite famous. Because during the period when the old man lived here, many tycoons and celebrities came in an endless stream to visit the old gentleman.
However, the old man's temper didn't seem to be very good, and he often kicked out those big names who frequently appeared on TV and newspapers.
After the doorbell rang, it took a while, but the old gentleman hadn't come to open the door yet. The waiter thought it was strange. Although the old gentleman was at least over eighty years old, he seemed to be in good spirits and had good hearing. As usual.
At that time, he only had to press the doorbell lightly, and the old gentleman inside would quickly answer and come out to take the food in. He would never let the waiter enter his room.
But today was very unusual, which made the waiter a little uneasy. After much hesitation, he reported the matter to the manager and got the spare key to the room.
When the door was opened, the body of the old man, who had lived there for several months, was already cold.
After receiving the report, the police arrived quickly. However, before the old man's body was carried out of the room, the agile people from the Department of War and FBI had already rushed over, announced that they had taken over everything, and classified everything as top secret.
.Everything the old man left behind was taken away by people from the War Department, not even a scrap of paper was spared.
This behavior puzzled the waiter who met the old man day and night. He became even more confused about the old man's identity.
It wasn't until the next day that the waiter saw such news in the newspaper: "Scientist Nikola Tesla died of illness yesterday. There was a line of small words below: Died of heart failure."
I learned the old man’s true identity. He turned out to be a respected scientist.
At the same time, in a very dark room in an old-looking manor, dim candles were burning on a huge round table. In the flickering lights, several people wearing black cloaks were illuminated.
The men's faces were covered with masks, but their arms were covered with Nazi armbands with "swastika" written in black on a white background. This armband fully revealed their identities. The Second World War was in full swing at that time.
It is really surprising that such a group of people appeared in the United States, which had declared war on Nazi Germany.
Several men did not speak. But the man wearing a fox mask had a thick notebook in front of him.
After looking around at his companions for a while, the leader picked up the notebook in front of him and opened the first page. After a few glances, the leader slowly said in a magnetic voice: "Space can be split.
, what will we get? I remember I also thought about it, tear open the space and see what will happen outside? One layer, or several layers, or what? I can split the world, but I don’t have to do this