This kind of nonsense seems to be nonsense at first glance, but if you analyze it carefully sentence by sentence, Lu Chen's analysis cannot be said to be correct.
At least it's damn right.
Patients with energy release syndrome will emit ultraviolet light, which can cause many artificially dyed fabrics to fade, can also cause high-quality plastics that meet standards to precipitate flame-retardant phenol, and can also cause some plastics to become brittle and degrade.
This corresponds to "the color fades in the presence of the Son" and "the traces of the Lord are revealed".
At least this sect worships white.
The second sentence "hot love" is easier to understand, which refers to the high fever of patients with quantum release syndrome.
The third sentence is more concerning because these cultists gave a specific time of "seven days".
The time interval from fever to explosion for patients with quantum energy release syndrome is not consistent. According to the current research statistics of the research team, it takes an average of about eight days for patients with quantum energy release syndrome to go from fever to explosion. In the current medical records
, the one who suffered the fastest course from onset to death was the astronaut on the Mars manned landing mission. From the time he had a fever to the time the spacecraft exploded, a total of 75 hours passed.
This logic is actually not difficult to understand - if some kind of medium from the Crab Nebula can charge atomic electrons in the human body, then it seems normal for humans far away from the earth to suddenly have aggravated attacks.
The only confusing thing is that this time of seven days...how did the cult estimate it?
The following content has little value to analyze. After all, the content of "everyone should die" has always been the core of their sect. Although it looks scary, it is really nothing new.
"It's not like our research content here has been leaked." After all members of the entire research team analyzed the flyer, Director Li Xiaohui, who had been silent, came to a conclusion, "If our research content or original data has been leaked,
, then the content above does not make sense."
If the contents of the research center are leaked, it would be outrageous for these cultists not to write an entry such as "Mortals cannot look directly at the light of the Lord." The symptoms of electro-optical conjunctivitis are obvious and difficult to ignore, and the eyeballs are in human cognition.
It occupies an extremely unique role and position in... It is hard to imagine that the cultists who have obtained the research results will deliberately let go of such a scary thing.
"What they wrote on the flyers are conclusions that are relatively easy to draw through observation." Lu Chen frowned, "But if they observed it themselves, how could they miss electro-optical conjunctivitis?"
"Perhaps they have successfully evolved the ability to resist ultraviolet rays during their long-term religious activities." Mu Zhiran made a joke that was not funny, "The proteins in their bodies must be different from ours."
"Okay, let's not joke now." Tang Qinglong turned to Watanabe and asked, "What are you going to do?"
"The commotion today is too big, it's hard to cover it up - just use the trick." Watanabe replied without hesitation, "I will have people monitor all personnel and try to find this bastard. After confirming
Before you become a suspect, you must stay in the institute and not go out - just in case the dog jumps over the wall in a hurry."
Although Watanabe's request was reasonable and not excessive, Lu Chen and Mu Zhiran still found it difficult to accept it.
The two of them have hardly relaxed since they arrived at the base of Mount Argentario. Even on the cruise ship, Lu Chen and Mu Zhiran's daily life is mainly based on work and study.
They didn't even go to the bow of the ship to imitate that world-famous painting and fly over the sea.
Originally, according to the plan of the two, Lu Chen and Mu Zhiran were going to have a long-awaited date during their rest day tomorrow. The event would include a round trip from the institute to a nearby town, and selection of seats at the best restaurant in the town.
, steak Wellington that requires a reservation, and the only private room for couples in the cinema.
For this date, Lu Chen carefully planned for a long time. Other researchers from the North American Institute also provided a lot of suggestions for this plan.
As a result, they were suddenly asked not to leave the institute. Although Lu Chen and Mu Zhiran both cooperated very sensibly, they did feel unhappy in their hearts - and even had great opinions and dissatisfaction.
But to be honest... Ever since the last "camping scare", Lu Chen himself has had some psychological shadows about going out. He just wanted to have a date with his girlfriend, and it would be a shame to risk the lives of both of them for this.
There is no need for it. He will definitely not be like the protagonist in a vulgar novel who promises death, but then turns around and sneaks his girlfriend into the enemy's ambush.
A book written by a novelist who only uses this method to advance the plot... there is nothing worth reading anyway.
If you don't want to go, don't go. Just contact the merchants who have already made reservations. After communicating with Mu Zhiran, Lu Chen decided to cancel the reservation first and make an appointment after things completely calmed down.
"Hello? Is this Mrs. Fast?" Lu Chen, who dialed the phone, said in as polite a tone as possible, "I am Lu Chen who made a reservation for tomorrow's dinner. Due to work arrangements, my reservation for tomorrow night has to be cancelled.
."
"Um, I'm sorry..." The person on the other end of the phone sounded a little overwhelmed, "Can you please wait a moment? I want to check the appointment record."
"Of course, I don't have anything urgent." Because he was the one who took the initiative to break the contract, Lu Chen was very talkative now. He even tried to get closer to the young waiter on the other side of the phone through small talk, "I'll call to make an appointment."
The last time Mrs. Fast answered the phone, she said it was really difficult to recruit people now - she didn’t expect that in less than a week, she had already found a suitable employee."
"I am her daughter." The voice on the other end of the phone said, "I have canceled your reservation and the deposit will be returned to your payment account."
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Lu Chen, who was already feeling embarrassed, was even more embarrassed now. He was mentally prepared that the deposit would not be refunded. In order to express his apology, Lu Chen quickly said, "No refund, I still need to eat - just
However, the specific time cannot be determined for the time being. Can you please leave a deposit and make an appointment after I confirm it?"
The voice on the other end of the phone was a little frightened and helpless, "Sorry Mr. Lu... we are temporarily unable to receive guests... my mother passed away."
"Ah?!" Lu Chen was really surprised. He just wanted to cancel the restaurant reservation, but he didn't expect to hear such news suddenly.
"Because she suddenly had a big breakdown when she was resting alone..." The girl's voice on the other end of the phone sounded very embarrassed. "My father and I will go to a shelter for examination and psychological rescue after the funeral. It will take about one
I can't receive guests for half a month - I'm really sorry."
"Sorry, please have my condolences." Lu Chen didn't know what to say. He tried to pass the topic awkwardly and dryly, "Please take care of yourself..."
"Ah... we're fine." Mrs. Fast's daughter thanked her. "Luckily, she has a lot of tools around her... The whole process was quick and she didn't suffer much."
Lu Chen no longer remembers how he hung up the phone. He actually didn't know Mrs. Fast, and he didn't feel the death of a stranger he had never met. This is human nature.
But it was really difficult for him to digest Mrs. Fast's daughter... words.
"Death achieved with the least pain and a completely voluntary attitude is not necessarily a bad thing." The little girl said in an unusually calm tone on the phone, "At least it is better than her decades later, who was tortured by illness and died.
Shrouded in fear, it would be better to die in extreme physical pain and extreme psychological fear - it is better to make us feel sad than for her to be tortured to death."
"Although the Great Collapse took the life of my mother, at least she was smiling and relieved when she died."