I was mentally ill and was selected to participate in the strange talk about rules

Chapter 583 Mr. Peng’s Relics
Jiang Xiao's eyes stayed on the monitoring screen for a long time, and then slowly turned to b2 and the middle-aged uncle.

With an irrepressible excitement in his voice, he told them what he had speculated.

b2 and the middle-aged uncle were both stunned, and then fell into deep thought.

This assumption is too bold, but under the current circumstances, no possibility should be ruled out.

“God is afraid?”

The middle-aged uncle raised his head slightly, a hint of understanding flashing in his eyes.

"Is it because our research has approached its secrets, or that we have inadvertently touched some of its taboos?"

Jiang Xiao nodded, a trace of determination flashed in his eyes.

"No matter what the reason is, we need to be more cautious. Mr. Peng's sacrifice cannot be in vain. We must find clues from it."

b2 adjusted his glasses, his voice was professional and calm.

They know that this is the best memorial to Mr. Peng and it is also their responsibility.

Even if one day he has to face the fear of God, he will never back down!
They began to work intensely and orderly. Every data and every record was carefully checked and analyzed.

Time passed minute by minute in a tense atmosphere, and they seemed to be isolated from the world. Only everything in Lao Peng's laboratory was the focus of their attention.

"Correct."

There was a hint of trembling in the middle-aged uncle's voice.

What is certain is that these symbols are completely different from the previous "ghost symbols" and are things left by Mr. Peng.

It was densely packed and recorded on several pieces of paper.

At the same time, Jiang Xiao also secretly vowed in his heart that no matter how many unknowns and dangers lie ahead, he would pursue it to the end.

As soon as Jiang Xiao finished saying this, the middle-aged uncle and b2 felt an uncontrollable coldness spread rapidly throughout their bodies.
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Are you being targeted by God?
The three of them nodded in agreement and decided to take action immediately.

"Also, what happened during the minute that disappeared from the surveillance? Did Mr. Peng leave any important information? This is also worth noting."

However, these symbols do not belong to any known medical symbology.

The door of the monitoring room slowly closed, leaving behind the busy figures of the three people.

"We need to conduct a thorough analysis of everything in Peng Lao's laboratory, including the experiments he conducted, the materials he used, and even his notes and recordings."

Although Jiang Xiao has known Mr. Yang, Dr. Peng and others for a short time.

"We cannot let fear control us. We must use scientific methods to uncover all this, and even let God understand what the emotion of fear is!"

"Are these symbols the clues left by Mr. Peng before he died?"

Jiang Xiao nodded in agreement.

He immediately called Jiang Xiao and the middle-aged uncle, and the three of them sat together, trying to decipher these mysterious symbols.

But that didn't stop him from admiring their greatness and selflessness from the bottom of his heart.

The light in Jiang Xiao's eyes became brighter and brighter.

At this moment, b2 found some strange symbols recorded on the paper at the corner of a record.

"Maybe this is the breakthrough we need."

The three of them immersed themselves in research with loud noises.

In the end, I found out that except for the middle-aged uncle, he was a medical professor.

B2 only knows how to wield a knife and a gun, and Jiang Xiao is only at the level of Xiaoshengchu.

To them, the symbols in front of them were like a bunch of undecipherable alien written symbols.

b2 also frowned pretendingly, trying to find any possible clues from his military background.

But he soon had to admit that these symbols had nothing to do with any passwords or secret codes he knew.

His expertise lies in fighting and tactics with weirdos (commonly known as brawling), rather than deciphering this mysterious text symbol. To put it bluntly, he didn't recognize a single symbol.

Jiang Xiao is even more helpless, although he has his own abilities in this special world.

But faced with this enigmatic symbol, he couldn't even touch the door.

As a professor of medicine, the middle-aged uncle has a deep understanding of the human body and modern medicine.

But facing these symbols, he could only shake his head and sigh.

He knew that these symbols might contain some kind of special message, but his medical knowledge did not help him decipher it.

The three of them looked at each other in confusion. Since they couldn't understand, why didn't they ask someone for help?
"We have to find experts to take a look at these." Jiang Xiao finally broke the silence.

b2 nodded in agreement: "I agree, we need to find someone who understands this."

The middle-aged uncle also agreed: "Yes, we need more brains to solve this problem."

So they began to contact other researchers at the base, especially those who were experts in decryption and semiotics.

At this special moment, all resources need to be mobilized and every possible clue should not be ignored.

Soon, several experts were urgently summoned to the monitoring room.

They come from different fields, including cryptographers, semioticians, and even an archaeologist who studies ancient civilizations.

Facing these experts, the three stated their findings and doubts one by one, hoping to find answers.

Experts began an intense and methodical analysis around that record.

They exchanged their opinions and pointed at certain symbols for discussion.

The atmosphere gradually became tense, and everyone knew that this was not just an academic study, but a race against time.

Jiang Xiao, b2 and the middle-aged uncle stood aside, their eyes full of expectation.

They know that as long as they find the correct interpretation, they may uncover the truth behind all this, find an answer to Mr. Peng's death, and maybe even find a glimmer of hope for themselves.

"Uh, can I interrupt?"

A newly arrived young scholar weakly raised his arms in front of many big bosses.

"Isn't this a simple formula?"

"Formula?" someone asked in confusion.

"What formula?" someone asked.

"Mathematical formula." The young scholar said affirmatively.

What?

Mathematical formula?

A giant in the medical field actually left a mathematical formula before his death?
The young scholar touched his chin and replied thoughtfully.

"This seems to be a formula about spectrum"

spectrum?

Everyone present was confused about this term.

Even Jiang Xiao opened his mouth slightly.

Not a buddy?
Why are you holding back on me?
history
Okay, let’s not talk about history. After all, God may want to erase the traces of human existence.

Medical science
Okay, let’s not talk about these viruses. Let’s just say that viruses want to kill all mankind.

But what the hell is this mathematics in front of you? !
Even if you are so confused, you have to look confused when faced with this situation!

(End of this chapter)