In the name of supernatural powers

Chapter 230 The alternation of old and new
Lu Zhao rushed to the room where Li Mufeng was immediately.

He ran into Zhou Wanhua on the way, but he didn't go back.

Lu Zhao, the consort of the Federation, hasn't left yet, so what is he afraid of?
As Lu Zhao walked, he dialed Zhang Hong's number at the Special Counter-Strike Force Hospital.

"Hey."

"Dr. Zhang, could you come to the Nantie District Public Security Bureau right now? I've encountered a mass poisoning incident here."

"I'll be there right away."

Zhang Hong's voice, which had been somewhat confused, immediately turned serious as he instructed, "Induce them to vomit first, then feed them the diluted life supplement."

"It's about a bottle cap plus a 500ml bottle of mineral water. You can't give them life-sustaining supplements directly, as it might worsen their symptoms."

"clear."

When Lu Zhao arrived at the detention room, five or six police officers on duty had already gathered there.

Upon seeing him approach, everyone consciously made way for him.

The police officer on duty, sweating profusely, said, "Chief Lu, all the detainees suddenly collapsed and rolled on the ground, as if they had been poisoned."

Seeing Li Mufeng curled up and rolling on the ground, Lu Zhao immediately took two steps forward and pried open Li Mufeng's mouth, then went to his throat.

"vomit!"

Li Mufeng immediately vomited, and a strong, fishy stench filled the air, inevitably staining Lu Zhao's hands.

He was usually very clean, but now he didn't even flinch as he continued to induce vomiting in Li Mufeng until he dry heaved.

Then someone brought over a bottle of medium-strength life supplement, poured a small capful of water to dilute it, and poured it into Li Mufeng's mouth.

Life supplements cannot be used as medicine, but they can quickly replenish physical strength, much like receiving saline solution.

After a series of procedures, Li Mufeng was noticeably better; at least he stopped rolling around on the ground.

Lu Zhao ignored them and said to Zhou Wanhua and the other officers, "Immediately induce vomiting in the others as well, and then give them diluted life supplements."

Under his direction, all detainees were forced to vomit.

During this time, medical personnel from a nearby hospital arrived. Lu Zhao did not allow them to take Li Mufeng and the others away, but simply provided basic treatment and continued to wait for Zhang Hong to arrive.

A third-tier superhuman in the medical field certainly has better healing abilities than someone sent to a regular hospital.

In 45 minutes, Zhang Hong drove an ambulance from Nanling District, running red lights and speeding 35 kilometers to Nantie District.

Upon arriving at the scene, he didn't even greet anyone before giving Li Mufeng an injection.

After the needle was inserted, Li Mufeng instantly fainted and stopped breathing completely.

Lu Zhao's eyes widened, and he asked, "Dead?"

Zhang Hong explained, "Don't worry, this is a kind of 'fake death' potion that I made. It can reduce a person's bodily functions to a minimum and prevent the spread of toxins."

"Of course, just so you know, this thing might shorten your lifespan."

In ancient times, those with extraordinary abilities in medicine were called alchemists, who could concoct various pills, but the side effect was that they would shorten their lifespan.

The essence of medicine is to stimulate the body and unleash potential vitality, but it cannot increase vitality out of thin air.

It is impossible to prolong life simply by relying on elixirs.

Lu Zhao asked, "Is he safe now?"

"I need to do further checks."

Zhang Hong gathered white vapor at his fingertips, and the vaporized needle pierced into Li Mufeng's body.

Lu Zhao was very interested in the methods of extraordinary individuals in the medical sequence. Compared to other sequences, the medical sequence was more like cultivating immortality.

Master said that among the Earthly Fiend Supernatural Powers, the sequence of medicine, sleeping in the snow, making pills, taking food, and fasting is the closest to achieving immortality.

The renowned Taoist sects such as Zhong-Lü Jindan Dao, Quanzhen Dao, and the Southern School all prioritize the use of supernatural powers from these sequences to aid in cultivation.

The masters of each school had achieved immortality, but ultimately they all died suddenly because they could not withstand the effects of the medicine.

The principle behind these extraordinary individuals' alchemy is to control the properties of the medicine through supernatural abilities; these properties are the outward manifestation of their extraordinary power.

The more potent the medicinal effect, the more difficult it is to control. An elixir of immortality, like controlled nuclear fusion, can only be controlled for a fleeting moment before everything is destroyed.

Even so, countless people throughout history have continued to pursue immortality.

Lu Zhao had guessed that his master might be an extraordinary individual in the medical field.

These acupuncture needles are likely used to control the efficacy of the medication.

Ten minutes later, Zhang Hong opened his mouth and inhaled all the air needles back into his body.

He said, "He's out of danger now, but his kidneys are severely failing. This big star probably doesn't have a messy private life, but his kidneys and testicles have been failing for a long time, so he'll most likely suffer from erectile dysfunction in the future."

"But more than that, he should be worried about whether he will wake up."

Lu Zhao asked, "What do you mean?"

Zhang Hong replied, "The poison he was ingested is a variant of ricin, which causes chest pain, difficulty breathing, abdominal pain, and eventually organ failure. It is dozens of times more toxic than potassium cyanide, and only a few milligrams are needed to kill him."

"His condition is like that of someone who has been injected with toxins, and his whole body is covered with toxins, unlike food poisoning. I am not confident that I can remove these toxins while ensuring his life is safe, so I can only rely on a state of suspended animation to suppress the spread of the toxins."

"You'd better report this to Chief Liu and have him summon a fourth-tier superhuman."

"clear."

Lu Zhao now understood why being a medical superhuman was such a lucrative career.

Just from the description, it was clear that Li Mufeng would have died under normal circumstances, but he was still pulled back from the brink of death.

Zhang Hong then checked on the others, a total of twelve people, both men and women. After induced vomiting, their conditions quickly stabilized.

He said, "They're all fine, just a case of ordinary food poisoning."

This is very strange, as only Li Mufeng was severely poisoned, and it is suspected that he was injected with a large amount of toxins.

If the goal was simply to kill Li Mufeng, why involve others? And if others were involved, why was it just ordinary food poisoning?

Lu Zhao's mind raced, and he immediately realized what was going on. They were trying to frame me.

If it were a mass poisoning and sudden death, it could be classified as a terrorist attack. Li Mufeng's death could increase public opinion, but it would be difficult to link it to himself.

But if only Li Mufeng died, then they would all be attacked by public opinion. Even if the investigation found no problems, they would still be given a warning.

Because they had a responsibility to protect the suspect's safety, the suspect's death constituted gross negligence.

Lu Zhao beckoned to Zhou Wanhua, who immediately moved closer. The two stood quite close, and Lu Zhao whispered:
“This matter could be a big deal or a small deal. Let’s put it in the worst-case scenario and first shift the blame to your bureau chief, who is the person in charge here.”

"My job is to contact the higher-ups and make sure we don't suffer any losses in terms of procedures."

His master taught him how to fight others, and naturally also taught him how to defend himself.

In this situation, the first priority is to shift the blame. As long as it's not your responsibility, you must pass the buck and not give the enemy any room to maneuver.

Determine responsibilities, preserve evidence, and cooperate with the investigation.

Of course, the most important thing is to have connections; otherwise, if a huge accusation is slapped on your head, you won't be able to shake it off. You need a certain amount of power to stop the enemy from forcibly pinning the blame on you.

If the Chen family did this, then their primary objective was to silence witnesses, and their secondary objective was to frame someone.

"I'll have someone take care of it right away."

Zhou Wanhua nodded solemnly, called for people to take photos and record the event, collect samples of tonight's food and vomit, and seal off the canteen.

Lu Zhao called Liu Hao and recounted the situation.

Liu Hao said, "You did a good job. As long as no one dies, it's not a big problem. I'll contact the South China Sea Health and Wellness Bureau for you later."

After finishing everything, it was already 1 a.m.

Zhang Hong gave everyone present an acupuncture needle, instantly relieving their back pain.

Lu Zhao was no exception. Pain was an important sense, and even if a superhuman had a strong body, overwork would cause minor ailments.

This is a warning from your body.

Everyone gets sick sometimes, and even extraordinary people need to take care of their bodies. Wuhou also needs to maintain his health.

Lu Zhao asked, "Dr. Zhang, my mother has heart disease. Could you take a look at her in a few days?"

Upon hearing this, Zhang Hong waved his hand and said, "Comrade Lu, you're too polite. You don't need to come looking for me. Just tell me a time and I'll come to your house to see you."

"However, let me make it clear first, I can't guarantee a cure. The average person's body is too weak, so many medications are unsuitable. We can only gradually improve their condition."

Lu Zhao said solemnly, "Thank you for your trouble."

Zhang Hong laughed and said, "You're troubling me now, and I can trouble you in the future."

Zhang Hong ignored everyone else; besides his work at the Special Counter-Strike Force Hospital, many wealthy people sought his medical treatment.

In the Federation, money is useless; power is what matters. For a martial master like Liu Hanwen, the doctors are all fourth-tier medical superhumans.

Lu Zhao is currently just a squad leader, but Zhang Hong has learned a lot of inside information through his connections.

He was almost certain that, barring any unforeseen circumstances, Lu Zhao had a high chance of becoming Marquis Wu.

This is investing in the future.

Being a doctor also requires navigating interpersonal relationships. Without connections or influential people, how can one become the head of the hospital?
How did he go from being the hospital director to a leader in the medical support department, and how did he become the director of the logistics and health department of the corps?

Zhang Hong is eager to improve!
Zhou Wanhua, who witnessed this scene, recalled his own time in Jinghu Road. He had begged and pleaded with everyone he knew to finally find a first-level medical superhuman to treat him.

Now, with just a word from Lu Zhao, a vice president of a military hospital could actually come to his door.

Damn! Having connections is so awesome!
Zhou Wanhua's desire for promotion intensified.
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On the other side, at the edge of the South Rail District.

In an abandoned factory, a large hole has been torn in the corrugated iron roof.

Naito slammed down heavily, then rolled away to avoid Tu Bin's finger.

Boom!

It was as if an invisible, massive iron hammer had fallen, causing countless cracks to appear on the spot.

Naito was half-crouched on the ground; an hour of intense fighting had made him unsteady on his feet.

"That old guy can really run."

Tu Bin jumped in through the hole in the roof, pressing his right hand against his left shoulder and swinging his arms back and forth.

"They resisted stubbornly, but now that they've been executed, they can still live."

A live victim is more valuable; it would be even better if we could capture one alive.

Naito laughed hoarsely, “Does ‘living’ mean interrogating someone while they’re alive, and then killing them after the interrogation? You Chinese talk about benevolence, righteousness, propriety, trustworthiness, and wisdom all day long, but in the end, not one of you can live up to them.”

Tu Bin raised an eyebrow and said, "You Japanese pirate are quite sharp-tongued. So what kind of good birds are you Japanese? Back in Bodong, who was it that launched a rebellion and killed three thousand soldiers of our Bodong Legion?"

Naito Goichi gritted his teeth and said, "If you hadn't broken your promise, would we have rebelled?"

"If Shenzhou hadn't taken you in from the start, you would have all died on this island long ago!"

Tu Bin scoffed, "National autonomy? Aren't you satisfied with just a bite to eat? Besides, the national autonomy we promised is for the Indochina Peninsula, not for the whole of China."

The Sikong Group offered the people the condition that if they could launch a counterattack against the Ancient God Circle, they would be granted ethnic autonomy. If they failed to retake it, they would be given a piece of land in Shenzhou.

However, the drastic climate change that year led to poor harvests, and the people of China relied on their stored grain to survive. Even under these circumstances, the government prioritized feeding foreign people, causing famine to break out in various regions.

Many soldiers are fighting on the front lines, while their families back home are going hungry. If this continues, they will starve to death sooner or later.

At this point, Tu Bin felt that all the fancy talk from the Sikong Group was utter nonsense!

Even if the chief of the Gongyang school made a thousand mistakes, his only mistake was correcting the wrongs.

Even without foreign aid, they held on. As the victors, they naturally had the right to establish new rules and systems.

The old federation is dead; now it is the new federation.

(End of this chapter)