The mansion at the west end of the city guard's mansion is Catherine's temporary laboratory.
When Zhuo Junyan came here, he saw a white-haired man being tied up with chains on the operating table, with fear in his eyes.
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The horror came from Catherine's autopsy.
He probably never thought in his life that a person could be dismembered like that, and then a woman would take out the internal organs piece by piece and analyze and study them.
When I think about the fate that I will face, I am scared to death.
He wanted to die, but with Catherine's methods, it was really difficult for him to do so.
Seeing Zhuo Junyan come in at this moment, Catherine said: "You came just in time, there is good news."
"What?"
Catherine took out a small bottle: "Do you remember Ying Ning?"
"Well, you mean..."
"Her ability to confuse people's breath. I extracted some of it."
Zhuo Junyan finally became interested: "You mean..."
"Yes, a special medicinal powder that can make the target's breath unstable and the internal breath flow sluggish after use."
"It doesn't sound like much use."
"Oh, the effect is average, the key point is not here...it ignores the level."
Zhuo Junyan became excited: "You mean it's useful for all transformations?"
Catherine nodded: "That's right."
Then he handed the bottle to Zhuo Junyan.
"how to use?"
"Just crush it and the rest depends on the direction of the wind."
"what about me?"
"It will also be affected, so we need an antidote. The antidote can be taken in advance."
"Where's the time?"
"It's very short, only about one to three minutes. It depends on how you use it. The specific effect also depends on whether the opponent's martial arts requires high internal energy. That's all for now, so use it sparingly."
"I understand." Zhuo Junyan took the medicine bottle and looked at the transformation state: "Your name means you are from a sect."
Facing Zhuo Junyan, the Huajing had completely given up resistance and said helplessly: "Yang Feng, Shaoyang Sect."
"Master uncle from Cang Baichuan?" Zhuo Junyan said with a smile: "Let me ask you a few questions, cooperate honestly, and I will spare your life."
Yang Feng immediately said: "As long as you don't let me fall into the hands of this woman again, you can kill me!"
"Haha, is he so afraid of you?" Zhuo Junyan smiled.
Catherine was dissatisfied: "This is a misunderstanding of science."
Zhuo Junyan already said: "No one from the other eight major sects has come here, is it because they rely on their status?"
Zhuo Junyan was always a bit dissatisfied with Luo Yuansheng's statement about being self-reliant on his identity, so he wanted to confirm it again.
Yang Feng quickly shook his head and said: "That's not all. Feng Yinhou used your weapons to seduce us, saying that as long as we catch you and force you to use the secret method of making muskets, all participants can get it. But the eight major sects are not interested."
"Oh? You said they are not interested?" Zhuo Junyan was surprised.
My gun is so easy to use, but you are not interested?
Yang Feng said: "Yes. The nine major sects are at the top of martial arts. It is often said that practicing one's own self does not rely on external objects. The more powerful the martial arts are, the more disdainful they are of magical weapons. For them, magical weapons are what they cultivate themselves.
The biggest obstacle!”
As Yang Feng spoke, Zhuo Junyan understood.
It turns out that the real reason why the eight major sects did not come together to besiege him this time was not because they relied on their identity, but because they hated guns from the beginning.
As we all know, these people are at the top of martial arts.
For them, the effect of guns is far less powerful than their own martial arts strength. Owning guns cannot improve their strength much, and may even hinder their practice. However, a large number of civilians own guns, and uniting together may pose a threat to them.
In other words, this is a weapon that is of little use to strong martial artists, but extremely useful to the people below.
Because of this, what the nine sects want is not how to make the gun, but to make this weapon completely disappear from the world!
This is not uncommon in the history of the earth.
When printing was introduced to Europe, a group of religious elements were extremely frightened. They believed that printing made books cheaper and made poor people literate. When poor people were literate and educated, they would be less likely to be deceived and would be a threat.
one's own status.
In the same example, in the old days of China, machines also appeared, but they were ordered to be destroyed by a group of officials. They said that if machines replaced labor, workers would be unemployed and have no work to do.
It is not until recent years that our minds have been liberated and everyone has begun to learn to embrace new things, and scientific inventions have developed by leaps and bounds.
But in feudal society and the old ideological system, all new things are destined to experience the obstacles of the old forces.
After all, the birth of new things is always accompanied by an impact on old things and old systems, so the more a person stands at the top of the old system, the more he will reject new things and new systems.
Throughout the ages, how many old forces have stifled various inventions and hindered the progress of civilization for their own interests.
Even when Tang Ning made changes, weren't they opposed by the people below?
Thinking from this aspect, you can understand why the world has not made progress for so many years. Maybe many inventions have been obliterated by those strong men.
The strength of martial arts in this world is the biggest obstacle to the birth of new weapons.
Zhuo Junyan finally understood why there had been no news about the gun in the past few years - maybe it was not because the host had not used it, or maybe it was not entirely because the forces opposed to the Brotherhood were obstructing it.
The real core reason is that they themselves are opposed to this.
Since not everyone in the nine major sects knows about the host, the existence of the invention of guns may have disappeared without even having time to spread to the upper level. Even if it was spread, it would not be taken seriously.
Realizing this, Zhuo Junyan was happy.
You guys dug this hole for yourselves.
Yes, the butt determines the head!
The struggle for fundamental interests is far greater than anything else!
It’s not that the sect doesn’t have smart people, but it’s because they are too smart that they oppose all of this!
very good!
Zhuo Junyan said: "You are still in the state of transformation after all. If you are willing to surrender to me, I will spare your life."
Yang Feng nodded crazily: "Okay! Okay!"
Zhuo Junyan was not satisfied: "You promised so readily, I feel a little uneasy."
Yang Feng was about to cry when he said this: "I can think about it."
Zhuo Junyan ignored him and looked at Catherine: "Is there any poison to control people?"
Catherine shook her head: "No."
Zhuo Junyan sighed: "This method of controlling people is always a problem. Let's try this."
He took out a small metal bottle from the storage space and said: "This is a highly concentrated liquid explosive that is very powerful and can be detonated by remote control. I will sew this thing into your body. As long as you obey, you will always be fine."
If you don't obey, it will be in your body..."
Zhuo Junyan made a flowering gesture: "Bang!"
Yang Feng was so frightened that his whole body trembled.
Zhuo Junyan, a devil, actually wants to put such a thing in his body?
Zhuo Junyan said sadly: "As long as you obey, everything will be fine."
Seeing this scene, Chen Qingsong and Bao Songhui were both shocked.
Fortunately, the master didn't do this for himself.
Put the remote control in a box and give it to a guard to take charge of it. Please be careful not to be rude if nothing happens.
Fortunately, the guard also knows how to measure it and will ensure that he will never touch it easily.
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The night is deep.
The full moon hangs high, and the moon is as cool as water.
Yang Feng looked out the window, feeling like the sad moon.
Since he was a Transformation Realm after all, he was placed in a separate room.
At this moment, I heard the sound of bangs outside.
"The sky is dry and everything is dry, be careful about the fire. The midnight is here, and your home will be safe!"
Yang Feng slowly sat up, touched the injured area, and gasped in pain.
He lifted up the clothes on his chest and looked at the newly sutured wound, with a trace of cruelty in his eyes.
He raised his finger and slowly scratched the wound.
Phew.
The newly sutured wound had been reopened by him, and the next moment Yang Feng had already inserted his finger into the wound.
He endured the pain and used his inner breath to feel the location of the foreign object in his body. His fingers were like electricity and he quickly clamped the foreign object, but failed to take it out. It only caused a sharp pain.
Damn it!
This thing is sewn in!
Yang Feng gritted his teeth and forcibly tore off the fixture. He heard a popping sound, as if something was broken.
This made Yang Feng's heart suddenly tighten.
fine.
Nothing!
Yang Feng breathed a sigh of relief and slowly took out his finger.
Blood gurgled out, and a small metal bottle appeared on Yang Feng's fingertips.
Maybe he used too much force, and the bottle was damaged and a little liquid leaked out, but it was okay.
Yang Feng carefully put the bottle aside, then stood up holding the wound, and tapped the wound on his chest several times to stop the bleeding.
Yang Feng said disdainfully: "What kind of bullshit miracle doctor can't even apply acupuncture to stop bleeding, but still uses sutures? It's simply ridiculous!"
After walking out of the room, Yang Feng walked towards Catherine's room.
He knew that this woman was very important to Zhuo Junyan. In this case, she should be taken away regardless of whether she was a miracle doctor or not.
At this moment, Yang Feng bypassed the soldiers on guard and arrived at Catherine's room.
The lights in the room were still on, and there were two guards standing at the door.
This made Yang Feng a little helpless.
The two guards were both at the third level and were wearing armor. At this moment, they were on high alert. Yang Feng was not sure that he could kill them with one strike without any sound.
After thinking about it, I decided to wait a little longer.
But at this moment, his vision suddenly went dark, followed by severe pain in his head.
wrong.
Yang Feng still wanted to check himself, but the sky was dark and the ground was dark, and he had difficulty breathing.
I wanted to use my inner breath, but found that I was completely out of control.
He couldn't breathe.
Holding his own neck, Yang Feng made a sound of "Hehe" and fell to his knees weakly.
The two guards heard the sound and just glanced into the darkness, but did not take any action.
Yang Feng fell to the ground completely weak.
The door opened with a bang.
Zhuo Junyan and Catherine walked out of the room.
Catherine, still holding a watch in her hand, came to Yang Feng calmly.
At this time, Yang Feng was completely unable to struggle, and he looked at Catherine in horror.
Catherine shined a flashlight into his eyes: "The effect is better than I expected, but it is not the same as the normal behavior of potassium cyanide. It should be related to internal force. His internal force accelerates the erosion of potassium cyanide."
"Are you saying that his internal strength accelerated the erosion of the poison? But he still lasted longer than ordinary people." Zhuo Junyan said.
"That's the reason why his vitality is so strong." Catherine turned to the guard and said, "Carry him to the operating room. I'm going to do a toxicology test on him."
Two guards have come over to lift Yang Feng.
Zhuo Junyan looked at Yang Feng sympathetically: "What a pity..."
"What a pity for his betrayal?" Bao Songhui also came over and asked.
"No, it's a pity that this method of putting explosives into other people's bodies is of no use. Damn it, everyone is capable of self-inflicted surgery, so there is no way to control it." Zhuo Junyan was extremely regretful.
He would rather have one less chance of a toxicology test and be able to receive more personal information.
Then he smiled again: "It doesn't matter! The world is so big, and there are so many talents! Those who follow will be accepted, and those who don't will be killed!"
With a wave of his big hand, another storm began to spread across the land and in all directions!