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Chapter 9 The Cult Ritual of Rat Poison

Rat poison?

Bai Yang immediately started searching.

Nowadays, it’s hard to find old men sitting at roadside stalls selling rat poison. When selling rat poison, the old men also place a circle of dead rats on the ground, which has a sense of ritual and deterrence. In the eyes of the rats, this is undoubtedly

The terrible evil god festival.

Baiyang can only be found online.

These days, the names of rat poisons are becoming more and more fantasy-like. Bai Yang looked up and saw a "Rat Exterminator Artifact". Before he could do anything about it, a second "Rat Exterminator God Emperor" popped out.

There are also rats that see death.

Rat poison is strong.

Kill the rat king.

Sweep Rat Ridge.

Wait, something seems to have messed up.

In order to adapt to long-term storage, Baiyang tries to choose rat poisons that are inorganic chemical drugs and avoids the use of organic drugs or biological agents such as botulinum toxin.

After much selection, Bai Yang felt that zinc phosphide was the most suitable. This product is made of red phosphorus and zinc powder. It has simple ingredients and is not afraid of deterioration.

Place an order!

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The next day.

Wang Ning and Zhao Bowen buried the time capsule. They buried ten stainless steel capsules in the ground. Wang Ning vowed that there would be no problem. He stood on the filled soil, stamped his feet vigorously, and said to Zhao Bowen: "

Buried so deeply, ten capsules are guaranteed to be 100% fine for twenty years."

They called a small excavator and dug two deep pits one meter deep and half a meter square in the ground. They buried five time capsules in each pit. The reason why the property management did not come to trouble was because the property manager of the community was

Zhao Bowen was the nephew of his classmate's mother's best friend, and they had a good relationship with him. Zhao Bowen took the certificate issued by the School of Physics of Nanjing University to find the property management company of the community, saying that Nanjing University had a small physics experiment and hoped that the community would cooperate.

This experiment is to dig a hole in the ground and bury something in it. Zhao Bowen said that it is a shallow surface temperature monitoring experiment. What is buried is a thermometer. It can record 365 days a year under the ground.

The fourteen-hour temperature change is of great significance to plant root system research and urban garden planning. As for why Plum Blossom Villa was chosen, it is because it is a geomantic treasure.

The community property management readily agreed and did whatever it took for the sake of scientific research.

Wang Ning had a new understanding of Zhao Bowen's ability to talk nonsense.

"Are you so sure?" Zhao Bowen asked.

"It's not like we haven't played with time capsules before," Wang Ning said. "In the early years when I first joined the company, the company held an event and asked everyone to write a letter to their future selves, and then open it more than ten years later. At that time,

I also made a time capsule, sealed everyone’s letters in it, and buried it underground.”

"What happened next?" Zhao Bowen asked, "Did it be dug out by the deadline?"

"Dig it out." Wang Ning replied, "Everything goes well, everyone's letter is there, don't listen to Xiao Yang nagging you a lot about this interference and that interference, where are there actually so many interferences?

Who cares about this thing all day long? Lao Zhao, let me tell you, once buried, this time capsule will not be moved for a week or two, and then no one will touch it."

"Why?"

"Because I've almost forgotten about it." Wang Ning put his hands in his trouser pockets, "I'm busy at work. I go home from get off work to be with my wife, and I have to work overtime when I encounter something to select a spiritual civilization unit. Who would do it?

I miss a capsule every day.”

"What did you write in the letter then?"

"I wrote in the letter that ten years later I will already be the director of the Provincial Department of Industry and Information Technology, so I started by saying hello, Director Wang." Wang Ning smiled and said, "You can't be too young. A newborn calf is not afraid of tigers."

"It's okay, there is a chance." Zhao Bowen said, "Director Wang, you are only four levels away from Director Wang."

"I have no chance in this life. I think I will be retired at most." Wang Ning shook his head, "But Xiao Yang said that the world will be destroyed in a few years, and everyone on the earth will die. I am in the middle of retirement."

It doesn’t make much sense, I should just resign tomorrow and use my last time to do everything I want to do.”

"Running naked in Xinjiekou?" Zhao Bowen asked, "You have wanted to do this for a long time, right?"

"Go, go, you're not in good shape." Wang Ning raised her foot and kicked him, "You're an associate professor, aren't you afraid of bringing down the students?"

"I really want to go streaking in Xinjiekou." Zhao Bowen said, "Where is Xinjiekou? It is the most prosperous commercial street in the world. It must be very meaningful to streak there."

"Aside from affecting the appearance of the city and corrupting moral customs, what else does it have?"

"You don't understand, this is called performance art." Zhao Bowen said.

"I can't understand you intellectuals." Wang Ning shook his head, "Let's get down to business, Lao Zhao, what do you think of what Xiao Yang said?"

"It's hard to say." Zhao Bowen pursed his lips and looked up at the surrounding residential buildings. He was standing under the shade of a camphor tree, wearing a white POLO shirt. "To be honest, I'm confused. Subjectively, I don't know.

I believe that time travel exists, and there is no theory that can support this phenomenon, but we can’t explain that two-and-a-half-digit number, right?”

"Can you borrow the electromagnetic anechoic chamber?"

"I'm borrowing it, I'm borrowing it." Zhao Bowen said, "Last night I looked through the information all night long. It was the first time I stayed up so late since I was evaluated as an associate professor. From my humble perspective, human beings are currently

There is no definite theoretical basis to explain this phenomenon. Theoretically speaking, it should not exist. We are now blind men riding a blind horse. We have no theory and can only experiment first."

Wang Ning looked down at the ground and stepped on it with the soles of his shoes, leaving a few shoe prints on the soil.

"Rely on this?"

“We rely on this now,” Zhao Bowen said.

"As a modern physics experiment, is it too crude?" Wang Ning asked.

"There are many more crude ones than this one." Zhao Bowen smiled, "As long as it can achieve its purpose, it doesn't matter whether it looks rustic or not."

He patted Lao Wang on the shoulder.

"If the experiment succeeds and proves what Xiao Yang said is true, then we will be in big trouble... Let's go, let's go get a drink of water. The sun is coming."

Wang Ning sighed and followed him back.

It's hard to say whether they are lucky or unlucky.

Because Wang Ning's experiment did not verify what Bai Yang said, this is not to say that Bai Yang was lying and deceiving everyone, but that the experiment failed. If this experiment will eventually reveal a terrifying fact that is frightening and even devastating, then the experiment

The failure undoubtedly gave everyone time and space to breathe and comfort themselves - as long as the lid is not opened for the time being, no one can see whether there is a death sentence under the lid.

That night, Bai Yang contacted BG4MSR and asked her to dig out the time capsule at the burial site as planned.
Chapter completed!
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