Chapter 49: The Evil God’s Rat Poison Selling Ceremony

Rat poison?

Bai Yang immediately began searching.

It is hard to find an old man sitting on the roadside selling rat poison nowadays. When selling rat poison, the old man will put a circle of dead rats on the ground, which is quite ritualistic and deterrent. In the eyes of the rats, this is undoubtedly a terrible ritual to the evil god.

Bai Yang can only be found online.

The names and signs of rat poisons these days are all fantasy-like. Bai Yang looked up and saw a "Rat Killer Magical Artifact", but before he could even tremble in fear, a second "Rat Killer God Emperor" popped up.

There are also rats that die.

Rat poison is strong.

Kill the Rat King.

Sweep Rat Ridge.

Wait, something seems to have broken in.

In order to adapt to long-term preservation, Bai Yang tries to choose inorganic chemical rat poisons and avoids using organic drugs or biological agents such as botulinum toxin.

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

Place your order!

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The next day.

Wang Ning and Zhao Bowen finished burying the time capsules. They buried ten stainless steel capsules underground. Wang Ning vowed that there would be no problem. He stood on the filled soil and stamped his feet hard, saying to Zhao Bowen: "Buried so deep, ten capsules, it is guaranteed to be 100% safe for 20 years."

They called in a small excavator and dug two pits one meter deep and half a meter square underground, and buried five time capsules in each pit. The reason why the property management did not cause trouble was that the property manager of the community was the nephew of the best friend of the mother of Zhao Bowen's classmate, so they were closely related. Zhao Bowen went to the community property management with a certificate issued by the School of Physics of Nanjing University, 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 the temperature changes 24 hours a day, 365 days a year underground. It is of great significance to plant root research and urban garden planning. As for why Meihua Villa was chosen, it is because it is a Feng Shui treasure land.

The property management of the community readily agreed, saying that they would be willing to sacrifice their lives for scientific research.

Wang Ning gained a new understanding of Zhao Bowen's ability to tell lies.

"Are you so sure?" Zhao Bowen asked.

"It's not like we haven't played with time capsules before," Wang Ning said. "When I first joined the company a few years ago, there was an activity in the company where everyone had to write a letter to their future self and open it a dozen years later. At that time, they also made a time capsule, sealed everyone's letter in it, and buried it underground."

"What happened next?" Zhao Bowen asked, "Did they finally dig it out by the deadline?"

"It's been dug out," Wang Ning replied. "Everything went well. Everyone's letters are there. Don't listen to Xiao Yang's constant chatter about interference. There aren't that many interferences. Who would think about this all day? Lao Zhao, let me tell you, once the time capsule was buried, it stayed there for a week or two, and then no one touched it anymore."

"Why?"

"Because I almost forgot about it." Wang Ning put his hands in his trouser pockets. "I'm busy with work. I go home to spend time with my wife after work. If I have to work overtime for the selection of spiritual civilization units, who would think about a capsule all day long?"

"What did you write in the letter?"

"I wrote in the letter that I would be the director of the Provincial Department of Industry and Information Technology ten years later, so I started with "Hello, Director Wang." Wang Ning smiled and said, "Young people are inexperienced, and a newborn calf is not afraid of a tiger."

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

"I don't have the chance in this lifetime. I think I can only be retired at best." Wang Ning shook his head. "But Xiao Yang said that the world will be destroyed in a few years. All the people on the earth will die. There is no point in being a senior executive. I should resign tomorrow and use the last time I have to do everything I want to do."

"Streaking in Xinjiekou?" Zhao Bowen asked, "You've been wanting to do this for a long time, right?"

"Go away, you are so unruly." Wang Ning raised his foot and kicked him, "You are an associate professor, aren't you afraid of corrupting the students?"

"I really want to run naked at Xinjiekou," Zhao Bowen said. "Where is Xinjiekou? It's the busiest commercial street in the world. It would be very meaningful to run naked there."

"What's the point of it other than affecting the city's appearance and corrupting public morals?"

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

"I don'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 residential buildings around him. He stood under the shade of a camphor tree, wearing a white polo shirt. "To be honest, I'm also confused. Subjectively, I don't believe in the existence of time travel. There is no theory to support this phenomenon, but we can't explain that two-five-wheel drive, right?"

"Did you borrow the electromagnetic wave darkroom?"

"I'm borrowing more." Zhao Bowen said, "I spent the whole night reading materials last night. It was the first time I stayed up so late since I was promoted to associate professor. From my limited knowledge, humans currently do not have any definite theoretical basis to explain this phenomenon. Theoretically, it should not exist. We are now blind men riding blind horses. Without theory, we can only experiment first."

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

"On this?"

"We rely on this for now," said Zhao Bowen.

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

"There are many more simple ones than this one." Zhao Bowen smiled, "As long as it can achieve the purpose, you don't care if it looks tacky or not."

He patted Lao Wang on the shoulder.

"If the experiment succeeds and proves what Yang Yang said is true, then we're in big trouble... Let's go, the sun is about to shine, let's go get some water."

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, it does not mean that Bai Yang was lying and fooling everyone, but that the experiment failed. If this experiment would eventually reveal a terrifying and even collapse-causing fact, then the failure of the experiment 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 go to the burial site to dig up the time capsule according to the plan.

As Bai Yang expected, the other party failed to find the ten stainless steel capsules.

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(Author's aside: I updated more than 5,000 words at once tonight, making up for yesterday's missed update.

In addition, friendly recommendation time:

I recommend two books, one of which is "The End of Cyborg" by Rich.

One is "Dressing Randomly is a Disease" by Jiannan Shaochun.)

(End of this chapter)