"And there's more!"

Shi Shi wasn't very smart, but her quick actions made up for it when she saw Jiang Xiao was very concerned about those "draft papers."

She rummaged through the room and found a few more sheets.

"Something's wrong...this virus doesn't seem to be a 'living organism' that simple..."

"Should I continue researching? I feel if I keep going, something very bad will happen to my body."

"Humph, absurdity, as a staunch materialist, I don't believe anything strange will happen to me!"

"Interesting, I want to see what's really behind this!"

"Hey, I saw it..."

"Does humanity really have hope?"

"It seems like I've touched on the field of theology?"

"If one day I have an accident, remember to immediately find my teacher, Mr. Peng. I told him something before..."

Below it was all scribbles.

It seems the doctor's cognitive ability had a lapse.

But it seems he knew this day would come, so he left some "not just scribbled" scribbles on the draft paper.

Jiang Xiao's intuition told him the doodles different from scribbles definitely hide deeper meaning.

This layer of "deeper meaning" probably only the "Mr. Peng" in the doctor's draft papers could understand.

The phrase "science's end is theology" was proven once again.

Of course, many would say it's just science can't explain it right now, so it's called theology.

But if science can't explain it, then it's undeniably theology.

For example, if you bring a lighter back to the divine era of cave dwellers, then you are a "Fire God."

If you take a high-power flashlight, then you are a "Sun God."

Not just the era of cave dwellers.

If you take a stun gun back to ancient times, the ancients would think you are the reincarnation of the Thunder God.

If you bring a box of common medicines, you'd be a miracle doctor.

What the cognitive thinking of humans can't understand naturally can only be said to be "divine."

"Who is Mr. Peng?"

After reading the draft papers, Jiang Xiao looked up and asked.

"The founder of our world's medical field, his face is on the first page of textbooks; he's retired now."

"Should we find him?"

"Find! The doctor can't die in vain!"

"But..."

The following historians hesitated a bit; after all, considering Mr. Peng's advanced age, if he got involved in this incident, it's feared...

b2 was silent for a moment, then gave the order.

"Immediately seal the doctor's study, all materials must be thoroughly examined. No one is allowed to enter without permission, and don't contact Mr. Peng for now. He is a national treasure and can't be put at risk."

b2 had always been part of the Weird Research Institute, so he quickly accepted the result of the doctor's unnatural death.

At the same time, he took Jiang Xiao and Wang Dayong and others to the surveillance room.

He wanted to see what exactly the doctor had encountered.

The atmosphere in the surveillance room was tense and heavy, five people followed b2.

Jiang Xiao and Shi Shi followed closely, while Wang Dayong and Niu Jieshi's expressions were solemn, the doctor's students' eyes were filled with sorrow and confusion.

b2 walked to the control desk in the surveillance room and gave the operator an order.

"Pull up the surveillance footage of the doctor's study from last night to this morning."

The operator quickly tapped on the keyboard, and soon, frames of images appeared before everyone.

On the surveillance footage, the doctor sat at the desk, seemingly focused on researching something, occasionally jotting down notes; everything seemed normal.

Jiang Xiao stared at the screen, trying to find clues from the doctor's expression and actions.

Shi Shi nervously clenched her fists, occasionally sneaking a glance at Jiang Xiao's expression, seeking comfort.

As time passed, the scene suddenly changed.

The doctor's movements became abrupt; at times he stood up abruptly, other times he sat down, and his facial expression became twisted.

He started laughing hysterically, then suddenly covered his face, cradling his head, crying in pain. The whole person seemed excruciatingly tortured and crazy.

His facial expression was extremely torn, exaggerated, and absurd.

Everyone in the room held their breath, watching this scene not knowing what to do.

The doctor's students were in tears, seemingly unable to bear such visuals anymore.

"If, if I had gone into the room at that time, maybe the doctor wouldn't have...wouldn't have died..."

Just when everyone thought the doctor would remain in this crazed state, he suddenly stopped all movement on the surveillance footage.

He slowly sat back in his chair, folded his hands on the desktop, once again sinking into thought.

This was the same expression everyone saw when they opened the door.

"What... what happened here?"

Wang Dayong couldn't help but ask out loud, with shock he couldn't hide in his voice.

Niu Jieshi furrowed his brows, seemingly trying hard to analyze the situation in front of him.

b2's face turned grim, he turned his head to the operator.

"Quick, continue to play it forward, see how the doctor was ultimately killed."

The operator quickly complied, and the surveillance footage continued.

But the subsequent footage instilled an indescribable fear in everyone present.

On the surveillance, the doctor's body suddenly began convulsing, his arms twisting involuntarily, as if the whole person was fighting with some invisible force.

Then, the footage became blurred, as if something interfered with the surveillance signal.

The operator was very professional.

He immediately rewound the footage to before the blurring, while simultaneously calling up the surveillance of the doctor's doorway.

The doorway footage clearly showed that when the interior footage was blurred, no one entered or exited the room.

And when the footage became clear again, the doctor's body had already become that horribly mangled scene.

His abdomen was gutted, and both legs had disappeared.

The books and materials scattered on the desk, along with the diary that recorded the doctor's last musings.

"This... this is impossible..."

The doctor's students' voices trembled, almost unable to believe their eyes.

This is not impossible.

b2 and Jiang Xiao could both accept it.

It's no exaggeration to say that this kind of killing method, whether it was Shi Shi or Wang Dayong and Niu Jieshi, they could all probably accomplish it.

It's not unusual.

The main issue is you can't see the opponent...

That's why it's labeled as 'divine.'

Jiang Xiao rubbed his sore temples.

How many days has it been?

How many days has it been?

Not a single clue!

Or perhaps there are clues, but the more clues he knows, the more chaotic it feels!

Wastewater dumped into the ocean invoked the wrath of the High Priest, calling upon the gods to retaliate against humanity.

What is going on with the eroded history and cultural relics?

Aren't they the same god?

Seeing Jiang Xiao's distress,

"Dad, don't be upset. Once this is over, I'll definitely study hard with Bai Yi and Mu Xitang, so you and mom don't have to worry."

"Alright, alright, what do you want to study?"

"A lot, I want to learn the Three Hundred Tang Poems!"

"Okay..."

Wait a minute?

Three Hundred Tang Poems?

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