Chapter 314: Not Human, Not Demon, Not Demon, Not God
Taotie is dead, but the situation is far from over. Its mountain-like corpse lies in the cage in the city center. Even if it takes ten thousand foolish men to dig it out for a lifetime, it will take them a lifetime to clean it up. If you want to deal with it completely, Ming
Each situation requires a lot of manpower and material resources, and it takes at least 6 years.
But fortunately, Taotie is full of treasures. Its scales can be used to research the latest bulletproof products, its teeth can be used to develop alloys, and its meat can be used for bacterial research. Even Taotie's poop can be used to fertilize the land across the country for a year.
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However, the biggest gain in this operation is to capture Zanchen. To the world, his threat is definitely no less than that of the brain-dead Taotie. Of course, the gain is also prestige. The Underworld Bureau, which was originally considered to be a mantis with its own hands, is in trouble.
Through tight planning and arrangements, the casualties were reduced to the minimum and the Demon God Taotie was killed.
This result exceeded the predictions of all demon hunting organizations. Even Victoria did not expect that the old gangster could kill Taotie so easily. She had already prepared heavy troops to increase the war at any time. All she had to do was kneel down and lick Wu Zhu.
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But judging from the more than 40-hour battle, the Underworld Bureau is still the strongest demon hunting organization in the world. It’s not that they don’t use modern technology, but in the hunt for demons, modern technology is just an auxiliary ingredient, and the staple food is still the underworld.
The strongest combat-type heaven-level supernatural investigator in the world.
Today, almost 70 years have passed since World War II. Many of the most famous investigators at that time have passed away early, otherwise they would be like Arthur, the leader of the Legion of the Holy Cross, sitting in a wheelchair with hemiplegia and in charge of power.
, but his own strength has seriously declined, and he has begun to retire and wait for death.
Different from the situation in other countries, the heaven-level investigators of the Underworld Bureau still have top-level combat capabilities. They are not young, but they lead the direction of human cultivation through hard practice and outstanding talents. They can be called a miracle for mankind.
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Of course, the most surprising thing is that the name Thirteen came into everyone's eyes. The little-known temporary worker boy actually single-handedly entered Taotie's belly and killed such a huge demon from the inside. All
Everyone wants to know what he did in Taotie's belly? What he went through? Why could Taotie, who was powerless even to the gods, be killed so easily by a little person like him?
Since the end of the war, Victoria has sent over a hundred messages and emails to Thirteen, but has received no reply. She now regrets letting Thirteen go. This man obviously still contains unknown secrets. His
Potential is like an ocean waiting to be explored and discovered.
As the winner of the three annual skills training sessions of the Underworld Bureau, Thirteen is somewhat famous in the demon hunting circle, but it cannot be compared with the reputation of Taotie. His attitude of admiration is like that of everyone in the past.
The witcher girl just had some affection for him, but now he means sleeping with whomever, and there is absolutely no awkwardness.
Thirteen, who had clearly created such achievements and was regarded as a hero by the world, was sent to a deep isolation ward after the war and fell into a coma. His room was sterile and all doctors who entered had to wear special clothes.
The anti-biochemical suit has as many as six disinfection procedures, and even the chrysanthemums have to be washed.
Even Lin Xi and his master Dao Yichi could only visit him through a 30-centimetre-thick glass. Thirteen was seriously injured. When he crawled out of Taotie's nostril, one of his carotid arteries was broken.
, one-third of the neck was bitten off. Although the blood loss was forcibly sealed by muscle contraction, when he was sent to rescue, the blood loss rate had reached 70% of the body. What is the concept? Generally speaking, people lose 30% of their blood without treatment.
Timely rescue would be life-threatening, but only 30% of this product is left.
In medicine, he should not have been pushed to the emergency room, but should have been pushed directly to the crematorium...
However, he maintained a small amount of breathing while in coma, and an unprecedented amount of spiritual power was flowing in his blood vessels, sustaining his life. The rescue team needed an emergency blood transfusion. Thirteen's previous blood type was recorded as type 0, and a large amount of blood was involved.
He was directly prescribed the maximum dose and injected into his body.
But just after 5 minutes of blood filling, the nurse almost peed when she took Shisan’s blood test report. Because Shisan’s blood... actually had no model number! It was impossible to compare it with existing blood classifications. Human red blood cells
It is double-concave in shape, which can carry oxygen on both sides, and transport spiritual power to various tissue cells in the body, providing the ability to move. But Thirteen's current red blood cells have actually become concave on four sides, and can carry twice as much as an ordinary person at the same time.
The oxygen and spiritual power were instilled into the body. It was precisely because of this mutation that Shisan was able to maintain his life until the first aid started despite losing 70% of his blood.
For ordinary people, transfusing blood of the wrong type is like injecting arsenic into blood vessels. Wrong blood transfusion can directly kill a person.
The emergency doctor should have stopped the blood transfusion quickly, but the comatose Shisan did not have the rejection reaction caused by the wrong blood transfusion. He boldly did not stop the blood transfusion and rescue, but extracted Shisan's blood and ordinary human blood for fusion testing.
Under the electron microscope, a medical miracle was born. When the mutated Thirteen's blood encountered ordinary blood, it would engulf it like white blood cells. It only took 0.15 seconds to transform the red blood cells into Thirteen's four-concave red blood cells.
, the transmission efficiency is faster than that of the virus.
No one knows whether this reaction is good or bad. Anyway, Thirteen saved his own life through this special ability.
As for the surgeon who was originally going to perform a carotid artery repair surgery on Thirteen, he could not perform the operation at all, because Thirteen's wounds were repairing themselves at a speed visible to the naked eye. There are many spells and spells in the world that can cause the rebirth of a broken arm and the restoration of a broken body.
There are many warlocks, and the Golden Silkworm King in Lin Xi's Legs is one of the best.
But without the help of external forces, there is no one that can repair broken limbs by itself alone... there is no such thing.
In a precise sense, Thirteen can no longer be called a human being. His vital signs are quite different from those of traditional humans, but he is not a monster, a devil, or a god... What exactly is he?
Further identification is required.
Fortunately, Thirteen survived tenaciously, and his vital signs became increasingly stable. There was no way of knowing exactly when he would wake up, but how should he face himself when he woke up?
On the other hand, in addition to rescuing Thirteen, there is another thing waiting for Wu Zhu to complete. In a small confession room, only a chandelier provided partial lighting. Zan Chen sat in front of the iron table, his hands covered
He was handcuffed on the table, his feet were handcuffed to the ground, and a spine centipede lock was also placed on his back. He was more than twice as big as Thirteen.
In fact, the Bureau of Underworld Affairs does not need to be so careful. After three consecutive eternal life attacks, Zanchen no longer has much energy and confidence to escape from the hands of the heaven-level investigators. He can't even activate Soul Collapse.
Wu Zhu came to the iron table carrying a small tea set and sat opposite his old friend.
"White Silver Needle? Don't tell me it's a new tea from Ming Dynasty. This tea gets more fragrant with age. Don't let the unscrupulous tea merchants fool you." Zanchen didn't have any consciousness of being a prisoner.
"I went out in a hurry, so I didn't bring that kind of high-end goods. This is local Maojian, so just make do with it." Wu Zhu washed and brewed the tea skillfully, and placed the small teacup in front of Zanchen.
Because his hands were cuffed, he could only lower his head to bite the tea cup and drink directly with his mouth. It looked a little funny, but that was all.
"As expected, the most annoying thing is green tea, which is bitter and hard to enter the throat." Zanchen frowned and sighed.
"Let's talk to me about the principal." Wu Zhu was not that picky and took a sip. Bitterness was one of the tastes in life.
"Didn't I already tell you last time? I haven't met that guy before, so I know very little about him."
"No, you can't resurrect Taotie so cleanly on your own, especially when it comes to sneaking into the headquarters and kidnapping Lin Xi. You have no way of knowing the relationship between Lin Xi and Taotie.
From the telephone contact between the principal and you, we can know that he was involved." Wu Zhu said, pouring another glass for Zanchen.
"Old blind man, what are you going to do with me?" Zanchen seemed to have not heard Wu Zhu's analysis and asked contentedly.
"Killing more than 100 demon-slayers, as well as your past crimes, resurrecting the demon god, etc... they will not let you live." Wu Zhu sighed.
"Them? The trial court of the Underworld Bureau? Don't be ridiculous, those guys are just formalists, your words can determine my life or death." Zanchen rushed forward and said, "If I tell you everything, can you survive?
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"Zanchen, we have known each other for so many years. When have you ever seen me make mistakes? However, when it comes to questions about you, I have made mistakes again and again. If I had been in this situation, do you think I would
Do you want to leave the Underworld Bureau when Zhang Tianshi is here?" Wu Zhu replied calmly.
"Is it really inevitable that you will die? Then why should I tell you?" Zanchen leaned on the back of his chair.
"Because of our friendship and revenge against the principal. I have almost guessed that the principal has similar abilities to me. Taotie died and you were captured alive. It is possible that he had foreseen this outcome. So
"Don't you feel like you've been cheated?" Wu Zhu started to stir up trouble.
"Actually, when Taotie refused to surrender to me, I probably understood the fact that I was tricked by that guy. But I was tricked because I was too careless. People can't blame their stupidity on the world being too smart, right?
In our line of work, the most taboo thing is to have grudges and grudges that last forever... Is it necessary?" Zanchen looked up at the ceiling and sighed, "However, I don't mind being buried next to my grave.
This guy's skeleton.
Well, I’ll tell you everything I know about the principal. I won’t ask you to spare my life, but at least give me a good cup of tea.”