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Chapter 179 Ji · Underground Laboratory · Xiang (Old Chapter)

Gift?

Hong Peilu's face turned cold.

Jixiang reacted instantly and realized that the only thing that could be called a "gift" was the mysterious cylinder!

Without Hong Peilu's reminder, Jixiang subconsciously took out the fist-sized cylinder from the space device.

The moment Hong Peilu saw this thing, he almost couldn't control his murderous aura and momentum, and his face became terribly gloomy.

"...Have you thought it through?" The middle-aged man became even more arrogant when he saw this, and threatened: "As long as I have the idea, all of you will be buried with me. All in all, I still make a profit!"

Jixiang's mind was a little confused. What on earth was this thing? Now it was clear that this mysterious cylinder was a very dangerous weapon, and it was the middle-aged man's fearless reliance. It sounded simple to activate it, but this mysterious cylinder was completely isolated from mental detection. How could he bury all of us with just a thought?

Jixiang and Guan Qingyue looked at each other, both of them had a look of exploration and curiosity about this mysterious cylinder.

"Give me all the things." Hong Peilu said to Jixiang. It would be better for him to hold such dangerous things.

Jixiang took out the mysterious cylinder and gave it to Hong Peilu obediently. In fact, she secretly kept one. This kind of thing that is closely related to spiritual power is definitely not something she would let go!

Hong Peilu knew nothing about this, and the middle-aged man didn't care about it. Even if he found that there was a problem with the number, he had no intention or obligation to tell him. The middle-aged man wanted to escape.

Therefore, the middle-aged man's attention at this moment is mainly on Hong Peilu and the people he brought with him, who are responsible for the "transaction" between them.

Jixiang's spiritual thread was now attached to Mo Xingfeng to check his condition, and the result was very bad. Because Jixiang never expected that this toxin would act on the spiritual sea.

Jixiang remembered that her teacher of spiritual power at the 2756 Academy had mentioned that this poison was extremely rare and was a special toxin made with spiritual power as an auxiliary ingredient. This spiritual power ingredient was often forcibly extracted from problematic spiritual seas, or directly taken from the Zerg.

The method of making the poison is vicious enough, and the reason why the maker can use such a poison is because of the maker's special way of developing mental power. It is to cultivate mental power in a way similar to the plundering method of the Zerg, which is pure evil... People who practice this way of mental power cultivation are all sinful people, because they can only plunder the mental power of humans.

There is a special name for this kind of people, called the Fallen. This is what Jixiang found when she used the Chief Student's authority to search for information related to mental power after becoming the Chief Student. Unexpectedly, she came into contact with things related to the Fallen so soon. Fortunately, she encountered it today. Although she could not make an antidote, she could expel this mental toxin. Of course, if the researchers can understand what she means, it is only a matter of time before they can make an antidote.

The problem is that no matter which choice he makes, Jixiang has to bear the unknown consequences of exposing his own power...

Everything was ready. The middle-aged man smiled proudly and arrogantly as he grabbed Mo Xingfeng and walked out of the underground laboratory.

Hong Peilu's eyes were heavy. This was the second time that he had faced the same situation. The underground organization that had been silent for more than ten years and was thought to be on the verge of extinction suddenly appeared. After so many years of tracking, this group of people was as cautious as a mouse, occasionally showing only the tip of its tail and flashing past their eyes. This time, it appeared in front of them in a big way, as if it had come to their door on purpose... I hope this time I can gain more. Hong Peilu said silently in his heart.

"...Give the person to us." Before the middle-aged man was about to leave this space, Hong Peilu demanded firmly.

Standing in front of the exit with a round hole blown out, the middle-aged man frowned slightly, obviously unhappy.

"He has been poisoned, and there is only one antidote. He is of no use in your hands." Hong Peilu said calmly: "What's more, this thing is in my hands, and I know its power better than anyone else." So he doesn't want any mistakes to happen more than anyone else.

The middle-aged man didn't say anything, and seemed to be thinking about something...

Hong Peilu was waiting, and Jixiang sensed that there was something different in Hong Peilu's mental power, a feeling of being ready to go, which was the unconscious infection of the brain's thinking on the mental power.

The middle-aged man opened his mouth to say something, but the next second Hong Peilu rushed over and grabbed the middle-aged man's arm that was holding Mo Xingfeng, and broke it neatly. Then he threw Mo Xingfeng outside, and quickly broke the man's other arm while the middle-aged man cried out in pain.

"...We need to talk again." Hong Peilu said with a smile, not caring at all about the threat from the middle-aged man.

The middle-aged man whose way was blocked sneered and said, "It seems that you are really not afraid of death!"

"No, we are all afraid of death, so we need to talk about it again."

Under the escort of other team members, everyone in the underground laboratory evacuated in an orderly manner. The middle-aged man looked extremely unhappy.

"How did you find out?" the middle-aged man asked embarrassedly.

"Ah... are you talking about this?" Hong Peilu played with a cylinder in his hand and said, "Just make sure you are not a fallen person... Okay, now let's talk about serious matters..."

There were only two of them left in the underground laboratory.

"Well... the entrance has been completely blocked." Hong Peilu added as if he remembered something...

After Jixiang followed everyone out, he realized that the entrance had been completely blocked.

"...Are you sure there's no problem?" Jixiang asked anxiously.

"Don't worry, Old Hong has experience!" Jia Zhuang comforted him. Hong Peilu was the only one who came out of the laboratory full of those mysterious cylinders intact.

Moreover, Hong Peilu was not going there to die, he was going there to negotiate.

Jixiang pursed his lips and said nothing. Instead, he walked to the side, took out the cylinder and examined it carefully. Still no clue, a team member called Jixiang and wanted to take them back to school first.

Jixiang responded and was about to put the things back into the space device, but he caught a glimpse of a subtle change in the cylinder out of the corner of his eye.

Jixiang's mind went blank for a moment. For some reason, she was very sure that this thing had started...

An inexplicable sense of urgency came over him. Without having time to think, Jixiang ran to Guan Qingyue, grabbed Daya, left a sentence "I have something to take care of", and jumped into the lake with a splash.

What she was sure of was that this thing no longer posed a threat to her. Although it was a strange thought, it was very profound...