I became a fox girl and was captured by the True Dragon Saint

The second group was even worse than the first. This time they only lasted two seconds before their immune systems completely collapsed. Moreover, the virus's ferocity was also triggered, killing all the patients.

"As expected, the immune system of the Shenzhou monks has degenerated too thoroughly to be of much use." Sun Shichang shook his head, "It seems that these two simple and easy-to-make elixirs will not work..."

Although the first two groups failed, Sun Shichang was not worried because he guessed that this might happen, so he added ingredients that induce the evolution of the immune system to the third and fourth groups of drugs.

The third group...the evolutionary force didn't seem to be enough, but this time it lasted for ten seconds, which was a significant improvement.

The fourth group lasted for a full minute this time.

But in the end, it could not escape the outcome of total defeat.

"Conduct the fifth set of experiments, using a combination of immune evolution pills and drugs that block receptor fusion..."

failure.

This time he only lasted three seconds before dying suddenly. The hypersensitivity reaction that came out of nowhere and the fierce attack of the virus caused the patient to lose organ function within three seconds.

"Group Six..."

failure.

"Group Seven, Group Eight..."

failure.

The failures continued until the seventeenth group.

In fact, he didn't care about the failure of the first sixteen groups. Everything was just to verify the seventeenth group.

"Group 17, first disperse the patient's spiritual power, then use a combination of immune evolution drugs, spiritual power devouring drugs, and receptor inhibitory drugs..."

Various pills were forced into the patient's body to stimulate their effects, and the patient showed an expression of extreme pain.

He was shaking madly on the sickbed, vomiting black blood from his mouth, and his skin ulcers became more severe, so serious that there was not even a piece of intact human skin left!

He was like a snowman melting in the scorching sun, with black pus and blood oozing out of his entire body!

This is true for all patients.

The doctors around all looked pale - it seemed that this last prescription had failed after all.

But Sun Shichang's eyes became more and more fanatical and excited, and he kept talking to himself.

"The ability to devour spiritual energy and use it for their own benefit is indeed the powerful source of this plague! That's why they can withstand all kinds of extreme environments, and the awakened immune system can't do anything to them! Because they are the monks among the viruses!"

"As long as the spiritual power is completely removed from the poisonous body, the awakened immune mechanism will be able to easily expel the toxins!"

"It's done!"

The patient who was madly oozing pus and blood suddenly became quiet.

The pus and blood stopped flowing, and a vortex of fresh breeze appeared out of nowhere in the tent. It was the purest natural spiritual power.

As the spiritual power revived, the monk's powerful self-healing ability began to work, and new tender skin quietly emerged under the pus and blood, covering the hideous scarlet flesh tissue.

The toxins in the body have been killed by the evolved immune system, so the monk can use spiritual power freely to repair his body.

All the horrific scenes just now were just to destroy and then rebuild!

"Success!"

All the medical practitioners in the research tent hugged each other and cried.

The joyful atmosphere was about to blow the roof of the tent off.

However, their joy soon froze on their faces.

The seventeenth group of drug testers who had just been cured suddenly collapsed at the same time and their hearts stopped suddenly.

The tent suddenly became deathly silent.

Sun Shichang squatted down without hesitation to check the cause of death. He even took off his protective clothing and used his spiritual perception to the greatest extent to explore the situation inside the body of the deceased.

"I understand."

He suddenly breathed a sigh of relief.

The problem is actually not that difficult, it’s just that the spiritual power recovers too quickly and the immune system has not completely killed the virus yet.

This problem can be solved perfectly by simply increasing the dosage of the spiritual power-absorbing drug.

"Conduct the eighteenth test."

Soon new death row patients arrived and took the drugs with changed dosages and re-proportions.

Just as Sun Shichang expected, all the previous developments were the same as in the seventeenth test, but there was no sudden death this time.

Looking at the dark night outside the tent, Sun Shichang's body softened and he knelt on the ground.

It succeeded. This time it was really successful.

at last.

I lived up to everyone's expectations and successfully developed the antidote when the plague arrived.

He looked in the direction of Taiming Sect and bowed slightly: "Sorry, it seems that my idea is correct."

"I heard the prescription is complete?"

Yu Wenzhi had a keen sense of smell. He immediately ran to Sun Shichang and looked at him with a smile.

Chief Sun nodded.

"Where is the prescription?" Yu Wenzhi asked.

Sun Shichang took out a pen and paper, wrote something hastily, and then handed it to Yu Wenzhi.

Yu Wenzhi put away the prescription, nodded, and winked at the imperial guards behind him.

"Thank you for your hard work, please stay here and have a good rest for a while."

"Stay here?" Sun Shichang was puzzled.

Yu Wenzhi just smiled at him and left the tent.

"boom--"

A huge iron box held the entire tent upside down.

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104. Trust

"Clinics across the country are in urgent need of help. Life support equipment can no longer sustain the lives of the infected! A large number of infected people have already started to fall ill and die!"

The messenger rushed back to deliver the message. He was stunned when he saw that the antidote research and development tent was completely blocked by a large iron box: "Antidote..."

"Don't worry, it's done." Yu Wenzhi patted the messenger's shoulder and said with a smile, "Pass the order... First, ask the royal alchemist to make the antidote according to the recipe. Second, distribute the antidote to all the infected palace guards. Third, if anyone sends the antidote to the outside world, kill them without mercy."

Even though the messenger was not well educated, he could clearly hear that something was wrong in Yu Wenzhi's order.

He was stunned: "Why not send the antidote to the front line..."

"Don't worry, trust me," Yu Wenzhi looked at the messenger sincerely, "Just trust me, I will make arrangements."

"……Um!"

The messenger nodded heavily. His duty was to obey, and he believed in Yu Wenzhi from the bottom of his heart.

"Believe it! Why did you send the antidote to the imperial guards instead of giving it to the dying patients and medical practitioners on the front line?" Mu Shuang rushed over aggressively. "Also! Where are the 200,000 protective suits I sent you? Where is Li Laoer? Where is Huang Dahuo? What on earth do you want to do?"

Yu Wenzhi's eyes turned cold.

The last thing he wanted to see at this time was these guys who had just returned from the front line.

Because I can't hide it.

"Miss Mu Shuang, please be careful with your tone. The person standing in front of you is the commander-in-chief of the three armed forces of the Dasi Kingdom, the Grand Prime Minister."

Immediately, the imperial guards stood in front of Mu Shuang.

"The front line can't hold on any longer! The life-support equipment is not enough, so we can only let the patients take turns to keep them going... We have been working non-stop for three days to help them stay alive, just waiting for this antidote! Now that the antidote is out, you don't give it to those who are about to die, but give it to those imperial guards who just coughed twice. Did you get kicked in the head by a donkey?!"

Mu Shuang covered her mouth and coughed twice, her face pale - the supplies had not been delivered, and for the next day and a half, she and most of the medical practitioners were working in an unprotected state!

Now, more than 70% of the medical practitioners have been infected with the virus. They have staked their lives on Sun Shichang's research! It is only by relying on the determination to succeed that they can keep their spirits from collapsing!

When she heard Yu Wenzhi's order just now, she suddenly felt that all the enthusiasm of the medical staff and soldiers fighting on the front line had been fed to the pigs.

Yu Wenzhi looked at Mu Shuang with sympathy, took a step back, and sighed: "This world is always so chilling...isn't it?"

"Stop nagging me here! Give me the antidote formula! Otherwise I guarantee you will regret it for the rest of your life!" Mu Shuang was furious and was about to rush over.

Yu Wenzhi waved his hand: "Miss Mu Shuang is sick, send her to quarantine."

"Let's see who dares! Let me tell you, Queen Hou Tu and I are sworn brothers who once set fire to a classroom together! If anything happens to me, she will definitely drag all of you down to accompany me!"

"It seems that Miss Mu Shuang has a problem with her brain. This may be a new symptom of her terminal illness," Yu Wenzhi smiled. "Send her to rest as soon as possible."

"Who dares to arrest me? Have all your consciences been eaten by dogs?" Mu Shuang cried feebly, "You followed this guy, and our fate now will be your fate in the future! Wait for death, bastard!"

Mu Shuang was also locked in an independent black box and her mouth was gagged.

"It's almost ready," Yu Wenzhi hid in the protective suit and breathed a satisfied breath of the quiet air around him, "Let's call Qin Wanghao over... Oh no, he is His Majesty now."

Qin Wang Hao, the nephew of Emperor Jing, was also Yu Wenzhi's childhood friend and his closest friend.

He had already planned that after Lan Ying killed Emperor Jing, he would support Qin Wang Hao as a puppet emperor and serve as the prime minister to control the government.

Qin Wanghao himself had no ambitions or desires. His lifelong dream was to sit on the dragon throne and eat, drink, gamble, and select beauties at will... Therefore, he fully supported Yu Wenzhi's plan.

Yu Wenzhi looked Qin Wanghao up and down, admiring the way he looked in the dragon robe under his transparent protective suit, and said with a smile: "It fits you well."

"You're not bad either!" Qin Wanghao also laughed, obviously in a very proud and comfortable state.

Anyone who has just become emperor would probably have the same feeling as him.

"From now on, you will be in charge of the affairs within the palace," Yu Wenzhi said. "There may be traitors who attempt to attack Jiangdu City. I will take care of the affairs outside the city, and you take care of Jiangdu City."

"Okay!" Qin Wanghao's tone remained the same as before, and the two of them still maintained the tacit understanding between old friends.

The two exchanged punches. Qin Wanghao was about to leave when he caught a glimpse of the black boxes from the corner of his eye. He couldn't help but ask curiously, "What are those?"

"A few traitors." Yu Wenzhi said lightly.

Qin Wanghao nodded, without asking any more questions, and left with a few imperial guards.

Back in the palace, Prince Qin Hao casually brushed off a blue hair from his sleeve and quickly burned it to ashes before the imperial guards discovered it.

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Someone dies on a sickbed every second.

The three-day period has arrived, and as if the fuse has burned to the end, a large amount of plague virus erupted in an instant!

One city is in danger, two cities are in danger... If one could draw a red dot on the map to represent death, then the entire China would probably have turned into a panic-inducing red.

"Where is the antidote?!" a patient's family member roared and questioned the old doctor.

The old doctor was choking with sobs and remained silent, just operating the life-sustaining instrument numbly.

"We've been abandoned." The old medical practitioner's young apprentice laughed bitterly.

"Don't talk nonsense!" the old medical practitioner immediately yelled at his young disciple.

"If not being abandoned, what is? The live broadcast signal of Jiangdu City has been cut off since yesterday. No one knows what happened there, and no one knows whether the antidote is being researched!" The master's usual majesty suddenly lost its effect at this moment. The young disciple broke down and cried, roaring beside the pile of corpses.

"The people above also have their own difficulties, we must understand!" The old medical practitioner clenched his fists tightly, "We must believe in Shenzhou and Dasiguo!"

"How can we believe it? Lingyin Valley said they sent us protective suits worth 20 yuan, but where are the protective suits?! We are all dying now. When we are lying in bed, there is not even anyone to help us operate the life-support instruments. How can we believe it?!"

The old doctor was choked.

But he still said firmly: "You have to believe that people are made of flesh and blood. No matter where you go, you will be accompanied by conscience. There may be a few bad people, but most of them are good. They are trying hard to find ways to help us... It's just that they are temporarily in trouble."

"Stupid! Old-fashioned! Old stubborn! Bah! No one can save us. Only we can save ourselves. No one can be trusted!"

"Snapped!"

"Shut up! Do what you should do!" The old medical practitioner suddenly slapped his little disciple in the face with a crisp slap.

The little apprentice cried even harder.

"Do what you should do!" the old doctor repeated, "You must believe! Otherwise...what else can you do..."

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