No strange things are allowed to evolve!

Everyone immediately looked at Jiang Shu.

His eyes had opened at some point, and his expression was full of disappointment.

"You weren't paralyzed? How is that possible?!"

The deputy was so frightened that he took a step back.

"If the power of the desert, carried by sand and gravel, is useless against me, then how can an anesthetic carried by sand and gravel possibly work?"

Jiang Shu sighed:

"You're supposed to be doing scientific research? Don't you even understand the principle of applying knowledge to new situations?"

As he spoke, he sat up from the operating table to everyone's astonishment.

He first pulled out the needles containing the nutrient solution and blood plasma from his hand, then removed the clamps that were holding the skin and flesh on both sides of his body, covering his internal organs as if protecting his food.

Suddenly, he remembered something and spat at the terrified doctor.

"You're the one who's in a vegetative state. I was just a little unrestrained when I was young."

"You were awake the whole time...you weren't paralyzed the whole time?" The doctor swallowed hard, his voice trembling with anxiety. "So you were conscious and felt everything throughout the entire process?"

"nonsense."

Jiang Shu sneered and jumped off the operating table.

"To be honest, it really hurts. No wonder those people died of pain on the operating table before. Even I almost couldn't help but open my eyes several times."

"Uh..."

The doctor noticed something and kept glancing at the ground.

He seemed to want to pretend he didn't see it, but in the end he couldn't help himself.

"Um, your intestines are coming out."

Jiang Shu was taken aback upon hearing this and looked down.

Because of his jump, his intestines slipped out of the opening in his abdomen.

Jiang Shu suddenly felt a little embarrassed.

Now I'm really like a bicycle, always failing at crucial moments.

"Oh, it must be because I moved too much just now. I think jumping off the operating table is more impressive than crawling down," he explained casually.

"I understand... but could you please tidy up first?" The doctor's eyelids twitched and his eyebrows kept moving.

"Excuse me." Jiang Shu nodded and began to bend down to coil up the intestines.

It would have been fine if I hadn't bent over, but once I did, what was originally just a little bit slipped out now completely leaked out.

"My grass?"

Jiang Shu was first startled, then clicked her tongue in annoyance.

It seems like it's a pity that our team was at the bottom because we didn't manage to make any plays in the endgame.

So he simply knelt down and started stuffing it back in.

Perhaps out of embarrassment or feeling ashamed, he acted very roughly.

Everyone present was terrified and dared not utter a sound.

The same applies to PhDs.

Although this was a perfect opportunity to subdue Jiang Shu, he dared not send anyone to control him.

He was thoroughly shocked by Jiang Shu's actions.

So until Jiang Shu stuffed all the intestines back in, no one present dared to move or even utter a sound.

They just stared at Jiang Shu.

It was like looking at a demon.

Finally, Jiang Shu broke the stalemate that had been so tense and suffocating.

He stood up again, clutching his stomach and chuckling softly.

"The intestines are like that. When they're uncomfortable, they'll hurt on their own. If they come out, they'll just go back in and reset themselves, just like a cat."

"Hehe, so it's Hakimi."

At this point, the doctor resumed the conversation the two had been having.

"Perforated bones, disembowelment, flesh being cut from your body—the pain you must feel..."

Just imagining these things happening to him, without anesthesia, gave him goosebumps all over his body.

"Was it just that you almost couldn't help but open your eyes?"

Jiang Shu said calmly, "Actually, I've been counting how many cuts you've made on me."

The doctor remained silent for a long time before finally mustering the courage to ask, "How many cuts?"

"I don't know." Jiang Shu sighed, "At first, I could count clearly, but after I got used to it, I fell asleep while counting."

"Are you counting sheep?!"

"Isn't this all thanks to you..."

Upon hearing this, Jiang Shu's face darkened. He pointed at everyone, from left to right, pointing at each and every one of them:

"Who told you to put me on the bed?"

It took everyone a while to come to their senses.

He then patted his chest and breathed a sigh of relief.

I was terrified; I thought he was going to say we were all murderers.

After recovering from the initial shock, the doctor finally calmed down.

He voiced the question that had been on his mind.

"So, you endured all this time just so we could keep injecting drugs into your body?"

"Yes."

Jiang Shu didn't hide anything; his words revealed his uprightness and honesty.

"Although I could get up and take control of you all and go find it myself, it's obviously more convenient for you to just lie there and deliver yourselves to me without me having to do anything."

Moreover, if my judgment is correct, the sand used to anesthetize us is not the same kind of sand used to modify and mutate us, right? There are many different kinds of sand that contain the power of the desert.

I can't distinguish the differences, and I might not even be able to find them myself, so I have to demonstrate the power to crush you and force you to hand over the sand I want.

If you refuse to yield even unto death, I'll have to find a way to gain your trust, which would be too troublesome.

While I'm not afraid of trouble, I don't like trouble that doesn't bring me joy.

"really..."

The doctor understood everything from Jiang Shu's words.

"The power of the desert was indeed absorbed by you, not vanished into thin air!"

"You're quite clever." Jiang Shu nodded. "Having absorbed so much desert power, I'm far beyond what you can compare to."

"Oh?" The doctor narrowed his eyes. "If that's the case, why can't your wounds heal?"

Jiang Shu remained silent.

Seeing this, the doctor smiled confidently and said, "You have power, but you don't know how to use it. Even if you can absorb more desert power than ordinary people, you..."

His words came to an abrupt halt, and then the confident expression on his face was replaced by astonishment.

Jiang Shu gently pried open the horrifying wound with one hand and pressed down on the restless intestines with the other, exposing the internal organs. The parts of the internal organs that the researchers had previously cut open were withering and decomposing at a visible speed, turning into dust like sand.

But in the blink of an eye, the dust solidified again.

After solidifying again, all the wounds disappeared. Although the problem of fibrosis was still there, Jiang Shu's internal organs were no different from before.

Then, he closed the wound, like zipping up a zipper, and reached out to press the end of the wound on his lower abdomen, gently stroking upwards.

Where his fingers traced, the skin became smooth again, and there was no trace of the wound.

Jiang Shu tilted his head with amusement: "This must be the secret to immortality, right?"

"you..."

The doctor's eyes widened:

"Since you can use the power of the desert, why..."

"Why didn't you treat yourself just now?" Jiang Shu smiled and said honestly, "Because I forgot, and you just reminded me."

"..."

Taking a deep breath, the doctor's entire body began to turn into sand, instead of just his fingers turning into sand as before:

"However, you may not necessarily be able to beat me."

"Should we fight?" Jiang Shu sighed. "Actually, after saying all this, you should be able to tell that I personally don't like the thrill of fighting, right?"

"You're a prisoner, you can't expect me to sit down and talk to you calmly, can you?"

The doctor's eyes were firm:

"Unless you can kidnap me and force me to do something I don't want to do, I will die rather than submit to my duty!"

Jiang Shu's eyes looked strange.

So that's what this guy was planning... He's quite flexible in his stance.

"I understand, then I'll kidnap you."

Seeing that Jiang Shu understood his meaning, the doctor's tone became filled with intense curiosity and excitement:

"Come on, let me see just how powerful the desert power, which surpasses the limits of human endurance, really is! Let me be clear from the start: as someone who has been researching desert power, I rarely use it so thoroughly, but..."

He paused:

"I'm no weaker than a falcon!"

After saying that, his hands suddenly stretched out, and as they extended, his fists rapidly grew larger. In the blink of an eye, his fists had grown to a diameter of five or six meters, like two giant cannonballs, which slammed into Jiang Shu from both sides.

boom!

With a loud bang, two fists slammed solidly into Jiang Shu's body.

The next second, a huge sandstorm exploded out of it.

Jiang Shu was blasted into dust, his fragments scattered in the wind, and his remains were scattered throughout this space.

The impact was so great that the researchers could barely stand and had to support each other to avoid falling.

The Yellow Crane Tower, which was closest to the incident, was thrown off the operating table by the blast wave.

Because he had been flipped over, he was now like a street performer breaking a boulder on his chest and sleeping on a blade behind his back, his entire weight pressing against the dense array of steel needles, causing the needles to penetrate even deeper.

"Your mother..."

But no one noticed him, nor did they hear his sobs.

Everyone was looking at the spot where Jiang Shu had just stood.

Of course, the doctor wouldn't say something like "Is it over?"

He is the one who understands the power of the desert better than anyone else.

Moreover, the current situation perfectly aligns with the principle that "smoke does not cause harm."

Therefore, when Jiang Shu turned to dust, he became even more vigilant.

"Where did they go...?"

He paid close attention to every rustle and movement around him.

Fortunately, the two of them were in a confined space. Although the carriage was large, it was not like fighting in the desert where they needed to guard against all sides.

Jiang Shu won't go far!

But where are the people?

Why do they not reassemble after turning into dust?