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Chapter 2079 Dr. Wu’s clues

The woman didn't look crazy, she just asked the same question stubbornly.

The old man who was busy with handicrafts hurriedly came over to pull her away, while apologizing to Xu Huo and the painting girl, "This is my daughter, she is not in a good state of mind. You two must not argue with her..."

Before he finished speaking, the painting girl suddenly reached out and took away the photo in the woman's hand and said to her: "I remember his appearance. If I see him, I will tell him and let him go home."

Then he returned the photo.

The old man is a normal person in this game world, so he is highly wary of sudden kindness, but the woman seems to have grabbed a life-saving straw, shedding tears and nodding, and she can't even speak.

When Xu Huo and the painting girl walked far away, she could still hear her crying.

"Why is she crying so miserably?" The painting girl was puzzled, "Didn't I tell her that I would tell her if I saw anyone?"

"Maybe others ignored her." Xu Huo did not explain too much, but found a place to live nearby. After settling in, he went to find the place where Dr. Wu once lived.

He bought this news from below the dimension, and it was not highly confidential information. The player who posted the news told him that more than one player had confirmed it, and he could confirm that Dr. Wu had really lived here.

Since some players have been here, the place where Dr. Wu lived has probably been thoroughly searched. Even if the perfect potion is really there, it is probably not the turn of the people who came later. However, the news about Dr. Wu is true and false.

Too many, he came to try his luck.

The destination is still a laboratory. Because the players evacuated, the place is almost deserted. Not to mention medicines and experimental equipment, even the door used to seal the contamination laboratory has been removed, but there are no contaminants inside. Go in

My first feeling was that of emptiness.

It was indeed empty, not even a piece of paper was left. If it weren't for the word "Wu Yong" in the list of outstanding contributors carved on the stone wall of the small conference room, he would not be able to find anything related to Dr. Wu.

And it’s hard to say whether this “Vu Yong” is related to Dr. Wu.

The scale of this laboratory is not that big. It even takes Xu Huo ten minutes to walk from one room to the next.

After seeing the manufacturer from the edge of the metal plate that was cut from the ground, he planned to find the source factory.

Looking back, he saw the painting girl squatting in the corner holding an umbrella and looking at her. He walked over and asked, "What's there?"

"There are flowers here." The painting girl pointed to the small flower path in the grass.

This is not surprising. The floor has almost been pried clean, and the soil underground has been turned over. It is normal for the seeds to germinate.

The painted girl turned over the hem of her skirt, revealing the seams on the inside of the edge, "just like the flowers on my skirt."

Xu Huo glanced at it and said, "It looks quite similar. Maybe this flower is also a symbol of a certain religion."

The painting girl used a communication device to get in touch with the flower, and asked him out of the blue, "Then can I become a religious god?"

"This may be a bit difficult." Xu Huo said.

"Why?" The painting girl was dissatisfied, "A chicken is fine, but it can't type!"

Xu Huo walked out and said: "Faith can become faith because it is controllable. It can be a symbol, a bizarre story, a chicken, or a flower. People who believe in it can shape ordinary things into anything they imagine.

It is difficult for believers to blame objects or animals and plants that cannot communicate with them normally, but it is very difficult to blame living people.

It’s easy, such a religion generally cannot last long.”

"Can dead people be allowed?" The painting girl asked again, "I know that many religious objects of worship are dead people. If I die, can I be a god?"

Xu Huo looked back at her and asked, "Is there any difference between becoming a God Queen and you now?"

The painting girl thought for a while and replied: "Maybe flyers with my name on them could be all over the world, and many people would give them to me with houses and land. Then I would have a lot of houses and land!"

Xu Huo was slightly surprised, "You are making rapid progress."

The last time she wanted money, she was thinking about working to earn money, but it quickly evolved into a predatory mentality, and her learning ability is amazing.

"Many people here are like this." The painting girl posted some gossip she found from the Jixin Terminal. For example, a certain religion in this area cured patients using ancestral prescriptions, and patients who became believers automatically gave away their own medicine.

All the family property is used to support the gods of the religion. Another example is that the entry threshold for a certain famous religion is very high, and one has to pay a very expensive entry fee. If you don't have the money, fixed assets are just fine.

"But I don't know anyone else here." She was worried about her dream.

"You can try it first," Xu Huo said.

The painting girl thought it made sense, so she stretched out her hand and said, "Give me some money, start-up capital, and when someone else actually gives me a house, I will share half of it with you."

"A little money is definitely not enough." Xu Huo simply put a bag of white banknotes in his handbag and gave it to her, "These are all for you."

The painting girl nodded solemnly, lifted her bag with one hand, and added: "Let me take a look at the basic process of establishing a religion."

Xu Huo helped her collect the umbrella on her shoulder, stopped the car and rushed to "Haihua Manufacturing". He saw an old photo from the old factory, in which the person standing next to the factory owner was Dr. Wu Yong.

The appearance of the middle-aged man is slightly stout, and his face is a bit blurry due to the age of the photo, but you can still see that the other person is smiling.

So that’s it.

It turns out that players who have been here can determine from the empty laboratory that Dr. Wu has been to this partition, because this is not the first time Xu Huo has seen the appearance of this middle-aged man. He had previously "collected" it from the information Dr. Deng

I have seen this person.

It is impossible for Dr. Wu to run around in the game without leaving any traces. Even if he changes his image many times, there are official and unofficial records of the identities he has used after being confirmed. However, the unofficial records are relatively watery. Dr. Deng’s share

It was a simplified version of the collection that he brought out from the Hengxing Group and bought it at a high price out of respect.

"Do many people know Dr. Wu?" Xu Huo asked the old man who brought him in.

"There are so many." The old man wiped the dust on the photo with emotion, "Dr. Wu is a very nice person and very smart. He knows not only medical skills but also mechanics. He helped order many machines in our factory. He and his boss

We have the best relationship, but the boss passed away last year. If you want to ask Dr. Wu, you can also contact Engineer He."

The old man gave Xu Huo an address and took a thousand white banknotes from his hand, "I'm so greedy for money. I'm so ashamed."

Xu Huo successfully found the engineer He. Like the old man, this elderly engineer also had a very deep filter for Dr. Wu. In his description, apart from his appearance, Dr. Wu was not very outstanding, regardless of his IQ, EQ, or personality.

His character is perfect. Not only did he help the machinery factory, but many people in the city were also favored by him. During his time in Cockscomb City, he also solved two plagues caused by environmental alienation for free.

As for his own request, it was not announced to the public.

Engineer He was so invested that he put on his glasses and rummaged through the cabinet, "I had the habit of writing a diary at that time. I can't remember many things clearly, but they are all written down..."

He paused mid-sentence, looked at Kong Chuo's back, and murmured: "Why did you leave without saying anything..."

Then he looked at the painting girl standing aside, "Why don't you leave when he leaves?"

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