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Chapter 42 Marrow Cleansing Liquid

The four arrived at the research institute and saw Professor Sun, who had been eagerly waiting for them.

"Oh, the four of you have finally arrived." Professor Sun's eyes lit up instantly when he saw them.

"Professor Sun, we are..."

"Alright, alright, enough with the nonsense, come with me! Everyone's waiting for you." Professor Sun didn't give them a chance to speak, and pulled Ling Feng towards a laboratory.

As soon as they entered, Mo Qianxun and the others saw several faces filled with excitement and schadenfreude.

"Come, come, sit here. To prevent you from hurting yourselves due to extreme pain, so..." Professor Sun took out a rope and gestured a couple of times.

The four people: ...Can you please not make such a scary face? You look like an old pervert.

"Don't worry, we've diluted the effects of this Marrow Cleansing Pill a bit and even had it tested on people. It won't hurt too much." It's the kind of pain you feel when all your bones are broken and your meridians are shattered.

Mo Qianxun looked at the researcher who had bound her and asked, "Miss, does it really not hurt? I... I'm most afraid of pain."

The female researcher's eyes flickered: "It's okay, I can handle it. Here, I'll get you a towel to bite on, so you don't bite your tongue during this process."

"...Thank you." "It doesn't hurt" is probably just an excuse!

After the four people were tied up, Professor Sun took out four tubes of blue liquid and fed them to them.

As soon as the researcher saw Mo Qianxun finish drinking the medicine, she quickly stuffed a towel into her mouth.

Chen Min looked at Mo Qianxun with some envy; she wanted to be with her too.

But before I could even say it, my body started to react.

At first, they felt as if tens of thousands of ants were gnawing at their flesh and bones inside their bodies. Then, their ribs were broken at the same time, and their meridians began to burst.

The four men's faces suddenly turned hot, and they began to sweat profusely.

Mo Qianxun had only one thought in her mind: It hurts, it hurts so much, I'm going to die, I'm going to die.

It made a whimpering sound from time to time.

Chen Min and the other two have a pretty good pain tolerance, but they still cry out in pain from time to time.

"Hang in there, hang in there! As long as you get through this, your bodies will be reborn, and you will become even stronger." Professor Sun looked at the four people struggling in their chairs.

Zhao Jianguo, who had followed along out of concern, came in and saw four people writhing in pain. He walked over to Professor Sun with some worry.

"Old Sun, are these four children really alright?"

"Don't worry, we've improved the Marrow Cleansing Fluid, so there won't be any problems. It's just that the pain is unavoidable. If you take the Marrow Cleansing Pill directly, that would be life-threatening." Thinking of his analysis, Professor Sun stroked his chin. "However, I'm quite curious about what kind of spiritual plants are in the Marrow Cleansing Pill."

“If you’re really that curious, you can go find Old Wang. It’s said that many pills contain Nine Nether Grass. As for whether Old Wang is willing to give it to you, that’s another matter.” Zhao Jianguo raised an eyebrow.

Everyone in the research institute knows that those Nine Nether Grasses are practically Professor Wang's lifeblood. He personally takes care of them every day, like his own grandchildren, afraid that anyone might accidentally bump into or hurt them. Professor Sun thought of the Nine Nether Grasses in Professor Wang's hands and chuckled, "Is that so? I believe Old Wang would definitely not refuse, after all, it's a contribution to the country!"

Professor Sun and Zhao Jianguo chatted and laughed on one side, while Mo Qianxun and the other three were in agony on the other. Other researchers were collecting data, and everyone was busy with their own tasks in an orderly manner. Mo Qianxun and the other three were busy with their own tasks.

An hour passed, and the effects of the medicine in my body had almost worn off.

Zhao Jianguo and his team had already put on gas masks, and the entire laboratory was filled with an indescribable smell.

Passersby occasionally passing by the lab: ...What's going on? Are you researching chemical weapons again?

In the laboratory, the researchers, upholding the traditional virtue of not wasting anything, took out a plastic sheet and a bottle and collected all the black grime that had seeped from Mo Qianxun and the others.

Zhao Jianguo: ...Ugh~

"What are you doing?"

"Don't make a fuss. The grime seeping out of their bodies might be reusable. We're just collecting materials." Professor Sun looked at his assistants, who were efficiently scraping the grime off them, with great satisfaction.

Even though there are no strange substances in this filth, just the smell alone would make it a deadly weapon on the battlefield; it could kill several people with its stench.

Looking at the four people who seemed utterly hopeless, Zhao Jianguo suddenly had a thought: if this thing were to be promoted in the military, the soldiers would not only suffer physical damage, but they would also be forced to scrape off the filth that had crawled out of their bodies. Wasn't that just psychological damage? Tsk tsk tsk.

"By the way, do you want one too? It's really effective. You always told me about all the big and small ailments you had before. Use this, and I guarantee all your ailments will be cured." Professor Sun rubbed his hands together, setting his sights on Zhao Jianguo.

There's not enough dirt to make many weapons.

"Me? No need, no need. I'll wait for a gentler treatment." He was a general after all, and he still had some pride, even though he was in excruciating pain and had mud scraped off in front of so many people.

"Tch, forget it." Professor Sun snorted arrogantly. As long as he could research and develop some substitutes for the medicinal herbs and mass-produce them, he would have a lot of dirt on him.

"No, I want to ask, which brilliant person came up with the idea of ​​this dirt-scraping research?" Most people would never think of this.

Professor Sun scratched his face somewhat guiltily: "Well, it was Lao Xing who suggested it."

"Old Xing? You mean, Old Xing from the Weapons Research Institute?" Zhao Jianguo looked at him in disbelief, then shook his head: "No way, Old Xing is such a serious person, he's devoted to weapons research, how could he notice this kind of dirt?"

"Ahem, well, I borrowed two people from him to try this marrow cleansing fluid, and he was worried, so he came along. When he saw the filth on those two people, he got even more excited than I did. I don't know what he was thinking," Professor Sun said apologetically.

"...You borrowed soldiers from him?"

"Yeah, their weapons research institute has soldiers who specialize in testing new weapons. I was in a hurry at the time, so..." He had just developed the marrow cleansing fluid and was extremely excited. He couldn't wait for someone from above to come, so he borrowed two people from nearby.

Zhao Jianguo sighed: "Old Sun, you can't do this again next time! If you want people, just tell me. I have plenty of good prospects under my command!" Who wouldn't want to improve the physical fitness of their soldiers first?

"Okay, okay." Professor Sun looked at the four people who had been released and pointed to the water by the door: "There are shower rooms outside, you can go and take a shower first."

Upon hearing this, the four people made four whooshing sounds and then disappeared.

(End of this chapter)