I am your natural enemy.

Chapter 590: Holy Relics, Potential Enemies (5k)

The director's words made Wen Yan's heart skip a beat. Oh no, has he gotten into trouble?

He did remember that when he first acquired the shelf, he put a lot of things on it for experiments in order to test it, and the stone sculpture of the Huan beast was one of them.

Later, he put up the eternal lamp and opened a window directly into the tomb passage. Only then did he stop and dare not try again blindly.

"I did test it once, but I didn't enter the open window. I just took a look. Did it have any effect?"

“The impact is not that big. I accidentally got some intelligence before. It said that there was information coming from the monster’s territory. A few months ago, there was a human presence, but no one was found.

We still don't know what this situation is. If we calculate the time, it might be the time you opened the window.

Compared with the overall impact, your influence is not even a drizzle. Any other thing, at random, is equivalent to you opening the window for a long time.

If you talk about influence, the person most likely to be affected is yourself.

Your presence in the Great Wilderness is equivalent to leaving a mark in the Great Wilderness."

The first thing Wen Yan thought of was the Xihe Talisman, and the Taiyi Talisman that was a backup at the time.

These two are 100% from the Great Wilderness. When he breaks through, they can appear directly in front of him and serve as his backup.

Wen Yan pondered for a moment, wondering if all this was because of that time when he was experimenting with the shelf, he opened the window and took a look.

Was it just that one glance that left a mark, and later when someone opened the back door, the Xihe Lu could appear directly and accurately in front of him?

But then, when Wen Yan turned back and pondered the director's words, another question came to his mind.

"Are there still people in the Great Wilderness? Living people, like the Xingtian tribe, who may have once been human but later became other races, don't count."

"uncertain."

"If there isn't one, how can the monsters in the wilderness be sure that the tiny bit of breath left is a human? How can they be sure if they haven't even seen a human? Even if there is one, the breath, smell, and other distinguishing features between me and the people over there may be different, right? This doesn't make sense, does it?"

This question stumped the headquarters director.

But after thinking about it, it seems that there is nothing wrong.

According to the current information, even if there are people in the wilderness, they are definitely very different from the modern people in China.

They had previously obtained some samples of the monsters from the opposite side, and after research, they found that they looked to be the same species as the monsters in the world today, but the difference was even greater than the difference between monsters and wild beasts of the same species.

It is roughly equivalent to the relationship between lynx and golden cat. They are from the same family but different genera, and even different species, and both have reproductive isolation.

However, some monsters in the wilderness and some monsters in the modern world seem to be very similar, and their genetic diversity is even lower than that of ordinary cats.

Academic research is currently studying the situation where people have the same external features but are actually from the same family.

But the sample size is too small to draw a conclusion, and we can only make some guesses.

Even in this world, there is a huge difference between the people of Shenzhou and the natives thousands of kilometers away.

In actual examples from earlier years, there have been cases where demons from China have mistaken people from other countries as non-humans, and this happened many times.

As for the monsters in Shenzhou, their aura, smell, and even perception are all different from the people we have preconceived notions of, which is why we make the mistake of identifying them.

So, Wen Yan asked a very good question. Now there are two most likely situations.

Either, the human breath that appeared in the intelligence a few months ago was not Wen Yan, and this "human breath" did not refer to a real person.

Or, it is a person in this world, and it is a gentle person.

This means that the monsters in the Great Wilderness, especially those who sensed Wen Yan's aura, already have a fixed concept of what the people in the real world have felt before, or even seen the real world.

And those great wilderness monsters would even think that this was a very normal and natural thing.

It was a person from this world, and a stranger, who only left his breath without any trace or trace. Combining these pieces of information together and using the process of elimination, there is a high probability that it was Wen Yan.

The director thought about it and decided that they had already tried their best to abandon some of the common sense and concepts that they had developed in the present world before thinking about the problem.

Unfortunately, people are like this, it is impossible to completely abandon these things and think about them.

The director general is now considering whether to collect more opinions from non-professionals, although most of the time, the questions from non-professionals are somewhat low-level and weird.

However, the way these non-professionals think may be different from that of professionals, which can be used in this situation.

There are differences in cognition, and there will be differences in the angles and ways of looking at problems.

"Someone will study these things, and the problem now is that we have to take a multi-pronged approach to solve the current problems.

We thought the situation was under control before, but this time, it is still unclear how and when this critically ill patient was infected.

Theoretically, this patient should not be infected with this type of hepatitis.

He had not left the area for the previous three years.

This strange virus is much more terrifying than the results of previous tests.

Moreover, some of the things we got from the church have been tested and have no effect.

According to our intelligence, Lao Meng has something. You can go and trade it for him.

If the experiment doesn’t work, we will completely abandon the church approach.”

"Huh? Why don't you open up the wilderness first?"

"This is not something that can be rushed. We have to see how prepared the Taoist soldiers are. If the Taoist soldiers are lost, then they are lost.

There are existing factories that can be transformed into suitable assembly line factories.

Going to the wilderness to look for things also requires sufficient logistical preparation.

Go talk to Lao Meng first and see if he is willing to help."

"Okay, I'll go talk to Lao Meng. What do you want?"

"Holy relic."

After hanging up the phone, Wen Yan immediately shook a number for Lao Meng.

When he was about to hang up, Lao Meng actually answered the call directly, without calling him from another number as usual.

"Hey, Lao Meng, where are you? I have something to talk to you about."

"In the detention center."

"Didn't you get released? Why did you go in again?" Wen Yan was shocked.

"Ahem, I'm here because I did something wrong..." Lao Meng coughed lightly, looked around, and said, "If you need me help, come and talk."

Wen Yan didn't understand and asked Black Box. Black Box said that Lao Meng was imprisoned for illegally selling prohibited cultural relics.

This made Wen Yan even more confused. This kind of crime was indeed quite suitable for Lao Meng...

He came to the Suppression Detention Center and greeted the people there enthusiastically. The suppressive force of the Suppression Detention Center was of no use to Wen Yan. After all, this was the last part he opened.

When we arrived at the visiting room, we saw Lao Meng wearing the clothes of a prisoner, sitting there waiting, but his hands were not handcuffed and his feet were not shackled.

"What's wrong with you? Why did you come in again?"

Only after the door was closed did Lao Meng start to speak in a low voice.

“It’s too dangerous out there, and there are too many people who want to kill me.

It was really comfortable staying here for the past few months. I could sleep soundly every day without worrying about being killed in the middle of the night.

I made a deal with the boss here... Bah, bah, not a deal.

I turned myself in, handed over several cultural relics, described the case myself, and confessed my crime, so I received a light sentence.

If it is a minor crime, it will be much more comfortable here, at least your hands and feet will not be handcuffed.

After all, I have professional skills, so I don't have to work hard here, I just need to do the mental work.

It is not difficult for me to help the Lieyang Tribe identify some stolen goods or evidence."

"..."

Wen Yan smacked his lips, folded his arms, and leaned back in his chair.

This does seem like something that Lao Meng would do, but Wen Yan always felt that something was not right.

He thought about it carefully and asked slowly.

"What did you do after you got out? You were chased like this and forced to surrender to the Lieyang Tribe?"

"I really like the environment here. You don't know, I haven't had a normal schedule for several years. After staying here for a few months, I feel that I am much healthier and can live several more years than before."

"Meng, you are just going through the motions, so there is nothing wrong with that. But if you keep telling me this, it will be meaningless, right?"

Old Meng laughed dryly, then changed his mind and decided that it would be better not to offend Wen Yan.

What if Wen Yan argued that his crimes were too severe to be detained in the repression detention center, and that they "helped" him transfer to an ordinary prison or even released him on medical parole? Then who could he turn to for justice?

"Actually, when I was out, I accidentally collected some things, and the church faction that wanted to kill me increased by two or three."

Wen Yan's eyelids twitched. There were only a few powerful factions in the church.

Did Lao Meng offend some people again this time and make them angry?
"What did you receive?"

"I received a holy relic. It's quite expensive. It's absolutely unique. It's a part of the remains of a saint they mentioned." "Holy bones?"

"Holy foreskin."

"..." Wen Yan couldn't help but retreat tactically. Can this thing also be a holy relic?

"Really, don't look at it from our perspective. To them, this is a genuine holy relic.

Forty-one years ago, during a fight between the church and the aliens over there, someone stole it.

Everything that appeared after that was fake. I have seen five fakes before.

This time it's definitely true.

The church over there is fighting the dark creatures more and more fiercely. Once this kind of thing is discovered, of course it must be taken back.

Although this thing is unlikely to be the Saturn ring that they boasted is the holy foreskin, it is at least a genuine holy relic.

Before, the monsters from Purgatory could be defeated again with three drops of blood from the holy relic.

If you take a little bit of this thing and put it in a suitable ceremony, it can really kill those immortal dark creatures.

If both sides hadn't been searching at the time, the church was obviously planning to take it away from the other party's body no matter who got it.

It is unlikely that I will receive this good thing.”

When Lao Meng talked about this, he couldn't help but feel a little proud. In the past year, he had received very few good goods.

Many of the things I wanted to buy the most were already in Wen Yan's hands, and it was obvious that Wen Yan had no intention of selling them.

Wen Yan laughed. It was likely that Old Meng, this dishonest businessman, didn't offer a high price at all.

After making an estimate in his mind, he would cut off the first two digits before giving the other party an offer. That would mean that Lao Meng had a change of heart.

No wonder the director asked him to come to Lao Meng. It seems that many people know that Lao Meng has this thing.

What the director said was true. If the holy relics were useless against the toxins created by the necromancers, then we could indeed completely abandon the route of the church.

And this route is indeed simpler than going to the Great Wilderness. Let's get it and try it first.

Wen Yan changed his mind and said.

"Can that thing be separated?"

"It should be fine. We can separate."

"Then how about this? Give me half of it, and I'll take the blame for you. After the news gets out, you'll be left with nothing, and people won't go crazy and invest resources in you without caring about their lives."

"What do you want this thing for?" Lao Meng was a little puzzled.

“I’ve offended a big devil in Purgatory before, and I also have a grudge with a necromancer of Robin.

If I find that damn necromancer later, I will let him taste the holy relic, and then hire a master to send him to heaven."

What a big grudge!
How poisonous!
Old Meng's heart skipped a beat.

"I can give you half of it, but this price..."

"I won't let you suffer any loss. I'll give you half of the purchase price...

Never mind, I'll let you earn some money.

I will pay whatever price you offer.

I took the blame for you and let you earn twice as much. Isn't that very conscientious?"

Old Meng felt inexplicably scared when he saw Wen Yan, who had such a vicious heart.

With such a big grudge, if he said no and asked to raise the price, Wen Yan would probably not bargain.

But if Wen Yan gets upset, he'll go to the warden to speak for him and bring up something else...

"Okay, half is half."

Lao Meng came to the door and said a few words to the people outside. Soon, someone brought in a box.

Old Meng reached into the box and took out an old cloth bag.

He took out a ceramic knife and cut a small piece of something that looked like completely dehydrated beef jerky into two halves. He took out a box and put half of it in it, then handed it to Wen Yan.

“Remember, it cannot be damaged by iron tools, cannot be stained with menstrual blood, and cannot be touched by ghosts or other dark creatures.

Of course, this touch will not damage the relic, but it will damage the power within it.

Also, unless it was the great necromancer who wreaked havoc on Europe back then, a necromancer wouldn't need so many."

"Okay, I understand. If we encounter any more bastards, we will use this as a medium to send them to heaven."

Wen Yan put away the box, left the visiting room, went to meet the warden, chatted with him, exchanged a few polite words, and before leaving, he also helped to inspect the detention center to see if there were any missing blind spots.

After Wen Yan left in a hurry, Lao Meng finally realized, didn't Wen Yan say that he had something to ask him? Why did he leave so soon?

"broken!"

Lao Meng slapped his thigh and thought about this matter of holy relics.

Once the work is done, they leave.

I was frightened by Wen Yan, otherwise I wouldn't have been so easily fooled.

Lao Meng sighed and thought, forget it, half is half. At least Wen Yan seems to be a man of his word. She was able to take the blame for him and only pay half of the relic, which was considered a big profit.

Wen Yan took the holy relic and went directly to Guanzhong County and came to the hospital where Liu Ming was.

Currently, the only critically ill patient is here. The conventional treatment plan can only be treated as poisoning, but new problems have arisen. Some of the treatment drugs have side effects.

Things that a normal person might ignore could potentially poison this patient whose poison resistance might be weakened to a negative number.

In such a short period of time, he has been issued two critical illness notices.

After Wen Yan arrived, he looked at the patient inside through the glass, fumbled in his pocket, took out a hard candy, and handed it to the field officer of the Lieyang Department next to him.

"Feed it to him, try."

"This……"

"Forget about that. In his condition, he is already half dead. We should try every possible method. After he eats it, we should rush to treat him. The effect may not last long."

A little bit of the holy relics were also taken down and used as medicine to see if they could expel the possible parts of the necromancer's power.

Wen Yan stood in the observation room, watching quietly. He was not afraid of being infected.

The concentration carried by this patient was far less than the power retained in that sealed space when Born was doing his research.

The power remaining in Bourne is even strong enough to be manifested and directly exert a negative buff through the air.

The field staff brought in the candy given by Wen Yan. When the attending physician heard that it was given by the Lieyang Tribe, he didn't say anything more and fed the candy to the patient.

Sure enough, after taking the candy, the patient's various vital signs data no longer went on a roller coaster trend like before. After decreasing, they seemed to be locked at a certain critical point.

As for how long it can last, I don’t know.

The doctors began to continue to rush to rescue the patient.

Wen Yan continued to look at it and confirmed that the blood-locking duration of the offering should not be reduced too much, so he turned and left.

Locking blood flow cannot save people, but it will provide opportunities and time for treatment.

The experience accumulated during this rescue process will also become extremely valuable.

Wen Yan left the observation room, walked in the hospital, and came to the outside of another ward as Black Box said.

Liu Ming was in the ward. He was also treated as a patient and was having his blood drawn for tests.

He just might be infected, but even if he is, the only way he could infect others now is through blood transmission, which is not a big threat.

Wen Yan came here not only to deliver gifts, but also to meet Liu Ming.

He took a look inside through the glass on the ward door.

Nothing happened with the prompt, but the extra prompt did appear.

"Extra tip from Xihe Lu: Enemies that have not yet awakened."

Wen Yan thought for a moment, what does it mean that the enemy has not yet awakened?
Mice and cats can sleep together. I can even accommodate the Xingtian tribe and the undead. Why can’t I accommodate one person?

As he thought about it, the hint slowly changed.

"A potential mortal enemy that has not yet awakened."

Wen Yan grinned, pushed open the door of the ward and walked in.

Could this be the natural enemy of mine that they were talking about?

Then someone must know that he came to this hospital today, right?

(End of this chapter)