I farmed in military academy and crushed the entire intergalactic world.

Chapter 650 is just outrageous... It's beyond dimensions, isn't it?!
"Patient Sun Jiahe, the leader of the third action group of the Security Bureau, was unfortunately infected with X-47 while investigating spies from the United States. His condition progressed rapidly, and he reached the terminal stage in less than half a month."

"With the consent of the patient's family, Sun Jiahe joined the X-47 serum preparation experimental group."

An officer in training uniform looked at Sun Jiahe, his eyes filled with tears, and choked out, "His grandfather was a veteran who made great contributions to the country. His parents both sacrificed their lives in that battle. His uncle and elder uncle were wounded on the battlefield and were unable to have children. He is the only son left in their family."

The officer turned around and saluted Lin Xiaohe: "If possible, please ask Director Lin to save him."

Lin Xiaohe calmly replied, "I will do my best."

Just then, another line of people entered.

"When the yin and yang energies of heaven and earth are out of balance, with yin energy rising and yang energy declining, evil spirits will descend upon the world."

There were a total of 7 Taoist priests. The eldest Taoist priest in charge wore a Five Sacred Mountains True Form Crown, which was decorated with runes representing the Five Sacred Mountains.

It was he who strongly demanded the suppression of Sun Jiahe.

This suppression refers to physical exorcism.

Behind him, several high-ranking priests wore bright red robes and held court tablets. As their sleeves fluttered, they revealed gilded wristbands covered with runes. Although there was no wind, they moved with an aura of righteousness.

They did not refute it, which clearly indicates that they agreed with this approach.

It was the Taoist priest who was at the very back who spoke up: "Sun Jiahe has not lost his mind, so he is not a demon."

His attire was simpler and cleaner, with a turban on his head and a blue robe with a front opening, mostly in moon white or dark blue cotton and linen, with wide cuffs, clearly indicating that he was not one of the Taoist priests in front of him.

A hint of embarrassment flashed in the officer's eyes, but he forced himself to introduce the two sides.

"This is Lin Xiaohe, Vice Chairman of the National Strategy Committee, Director of the Ministry of Science and Technology, and Chairman of Changhong Group."

"These are Taoist priests and doctors from Nanyue. The observation room was set up by the Taoist priests; they just went to change into their ritual robes."

Lin Xiaohe...

Yuan Longping and the others, who had just regained consciousness...

These feelings are truly incredibly complex.

Yuan Longping closed his eyes tightly. He was wrong, terribly wrong, utterly wrong.

Director Lin's concept of consciousness separation is at least within the realm of science and can be explained scientifically to some extent.

Okay!

Is it because he doesn't believe in Director Lin that he was suddenly relegated to the metaphysical channel?
Is karma coming too fast?
Lin Xiaohe looked even more surprised.

The universe is vast and full of wonders. She's seen all sorts of cosmic civilizations and beings, but damn it, she's never seen anyone like Sun Jiahe!
That's really strange. It's clearly a carbon-based body, so how could it turn into this?

Lin Xiaohe was more perceptive than others that Sun Jiahe was not an ordinary spirit, unlike the stream-of-consciousness beings she had seen before; he seemed to carry the power of rules.

Although the power of rules is weak, it does exist.

The atmosphere was extremely awkward; even the straight men, like the military officer, were so embarrassed they wanted to dig a three-bedroom apartment out of the ground.

He couldn't help but secretly resent his superiors, letting these believers in science clash with these believers in metaphysics—wasn't that like Mars colliding with Earth?!

Fortunately, Director Lin was understanding and offered to eat in the cafeteria first, which saved him.

The food in the cafeteria is very good; the portions are large and filling, the variety is plentiful, and the ingredients are fresh.

The Taoist priests were relaxed and content, enjoying their meal.

Yuan and others lost their appetite.

Are those chopped potato slices on the plate? No, they're clearly a reflection of their shattered worldview.

Old Ma is turning in his grave.

"Damn it. What the US is up to? Is this what they call human evolution? Holy crap, this is beyond dimensions, beyond realms!"

"I'm really curious, isn't America a Christian country? How come they've done this..." I dared not say any more. My grandmother had said that I shouldn't say that word lightly, otherwise, they might come knocking on my door.

Old Yuan lowered his head to eat a mouthful of rice, glanced up at the Taoist priest opposite him, then lowered his head to eat again, and then looked up at the Taoist priest again.

The Taoist priest opposite him was exasperated and took the initiative to speak, "Professor Yuan, what do you want to ask?"

"Well... cough cough, how do you plan to treat Sun Jiahe? Will physical suppression work?"

Sun Jiahe's head and neck can be easily separated and then rejoined.

What could hurt him? Garlic, chicken blood, dog blood, a peach wood sword?

The Taoist priest looked uneasy for a moment.

The officer in charge of receiving the two groups replied, "It probably won't work. Not every patient is as cooperative with the country as Sun Jiahe. We've encountered patients who, after experiencing significant changes, attempted to dominate the world. To stop them from breaking the law, we tried guns, knives, and so on, but nothing worked."

Chanting Buddhist scriptures, performing rituals, Taoism, Buddhism, and even the mystical practices of Northeast China—scientific, metaphysical, and physical methods—none of them worked.

Upon hearing this, Yuan Lang and the others wore strange expressions. If nothing worked, why did these Taoist priests dare to make such threats?
The leading Taoist priest stroked his long beard and said confidently, "It's not that we are incompetent, but who told us that we are now in the Dharma-ending Age!"

Objective conditions limited their performance.

Yuan's face twitched, and he asked, "How did you deal with that...?"

Well, even though he's very knowledgeable, he's still afraid.

The officer downed the soup in his bowl in one gulp: "We've invited his wife over."

"That's it?"

"Ah, that's it. The patient is henpecked. After the mutation, he clamored to dominate the world and marry two more concubines."

Yuan Lao's lips twitched. He was indeed very henpecked. He dared to daydream about unifying the world, but he only dared to think about marrying two concubines.

The officer wiped his mouth and said with a smile, "We told his wife what he said in front of him, and as soon as she raised an eyebrow, he immediately slid to his knees and kowtowed to admit his mistake."

Yoho!

That's amazing.

The youngest chief physician in the medical expert team asked curiously, "And then?"

"That was it. He was very well-behaved and never complained about wanting to go out again."

The chief physician immediately understood: "He's worried that if he goes out, his wife will beat him up."

How did you know?!

The chief physician gave a bitter smile, a smile of shared sympathy.

Married men all understand.

"From this perspective, they're not so scary after all."

"Of course, they are human at heart. They have all the weaknesses of humans."

"If I wanted to study Sun Jiahe's physical structure in depth, do you think it would be possible?"

“I advise you not to even think about it. Unless you hand him the knife and let him dissect himself.”

The atmosphere in the cafeteria was more relaxed than ever before.

Even so, he's just like any other man, afraid of his wife.

The medical team experts all straightened their backs, feeling confident that they could do it again.

The officer breathed a sigh of relief, glanced at his watch, and saw that there were still 59 seconds left before it was time to hand over his shift.

Just as the second hand was about to complete its final tick, a sharp alarm sounded on his personal walkie-talkie.