The emperor pinched his nose, his expression grim. "Go, have Kang An come to see me, and tell the people in the Imperial Prison to keep this witch under strict guard for me! Have Xing... have Ming Ye interrogate her for me. Aren't there a few Nan Gu people imprisoned in the Imperial Prison? No matter what means he uses, pry their mouths open for me!"
"Hu Renli hasn't come back yet?!"
The captain quickly responded, "General Hu is still on his way. Calculating the days, he should be back tomorrow."
The emperor waved his hand, and the captain quickly stood up and retreated.
As he spoke, the young eunuchs serving inside had already cleared the room. Fu Ping had them all leave, and when only he and the emperor were left in the hall, he spoke: "Your Majesty, don't worry too much. You may not have noticed that the message brought back by the captain does contain good news."
"What good news?"
"Didn't Lord Jiang say that Miss Jiang would wake up soon? As soon as Miss Jiang wakes up, all these monsters and demons will be solved!"
emperor:"……"
"You do have confidence in her." The emperor scolded with a smile.
Seeing him smile, Fu Ping also smiled and said, "This old servant is not talking nonsense. Lord Jiang and that witch both mentioned it before. It was Miss Jiang who voluntarily allowed that witch to cast the spell. From this perspective, it is enough to prove that Miss Jiang also knows a lot about this aspect."
The emperor nodded slightly.
After a moment, he suddenly said, "I have been having the same dream these past few days."
"My dream wasn't like this. There was no assassination during the Autumn Hunt, and I didn't see Zhiyu. She dropped the gift given by the emperor, so she was dragged down and beheaded by Old Five. After the Autumn Hunt, Jiang Sulan also died, Jiang Kang'an was still seriously injured, and Jiang Wenjing also died in the earthquake in Mobei."
"My sons also died, and I died later."
Everything was the same as what he heard from Jiang Zhiyu, except for one thing.
There was no He Yanting in his dream.
The prince is still a fake prince. In his dream, his real favorite is Xiao Chuji.
But in the end, it was Xiao Yanli who ascended the throne, and his queen was Song Shiwei, the adopted daughter of Jiang Zhaorong.
The dream was very real, as if he had experienced it himself.
The emperor's long eyelashes drooped slightly.
"Your Majesty is blessed with great fortune. I once heard that dreams are the opposite of reality. The more miserable the dream, the happier the reality."
The emperor looked at him amusedly.
"Forget it," the emperor shook his head. He didn't say this just to confide in others. Because of the four words "reincarnation", his heart was inevitably beating fast, but...
"The Privy Councilor requests an audience!"
Fu Ping waved his whisk and shouted, "Xuan!"
The emperor's mood gradually calmed down. No matter what, they were all wholeheartedly devoted to Apocalypse.
…
"How could you be a zombie? How could you be a zombie?!"
The gentleman was so emotional that he even ignored the silver needle in his throat.
Blood gushed out from his neck. Fortunately, Jiang Zhiyu controlled it and did not hurt his vital parts. But it was still a bit scary at first glance.
This emotion couldn't be faked. Jiang Zhiyu had had enough of his riddle-teller behavior. He pulled the string and pulled the gentleman in front of him: "What do you know? Tell me everything!"
However, the gentleman was no longer listening and was acting aggressively.
Jiang Zhiyu sighed softly.
Her hand was suspended above his head, and green light continued to flow in, and the man's violent movements gradually calmed down.
"Everyone, stop eating melons and start searching quickly while you can."
The people who were named: "..."
Their old faces turned red and they dispersed in groups.
The captain and the others went to the next room, but He Yanting did not leave and paced next to the time machine.
Seeing Jiang Zhiyu withdrew his hand, he picked up the gentleman and put him on the time machine.
With a few clicks, the machine fixed him on it.
The gentleman's eyelids were twitching.
Pulling himself away from the intense emotion, the gentleman was now no less confused than the others. He looked at He Yanting and said, "Excuse me, please close the door."
He Yanting didn't move, so Jiang Zhiyu asked, "Why are you closing the door?"
"Some things are not suitable for outsiders to hear."
The implication was that he was going to confess. Jiang Zhiyu hesitated and signaled He Yanting to close the door with his eyes.
He Yanting: “…”
"How do I turn it off?"
gentlemen:"……"
Jiang Zhiyu: “…”
He forgot that this was an ancient house, and the house was decorated in a fancy way, and the door was hard to find. Jiang Zhiyu got up and closed the door.
The gentleman looked at He Yanting suspiciously, but He Yanting's eyes were calm.
Jiang Zhiyu coughed lightly, prompting the teacher to speak slowly, "He's not human."
He Yanting's fingertips moved slightly.
Jiang Zhiyu looked over with dissatisfaction: "Are you happy with this prank?"
The gentleman curled his lips: "Literally, he is not a human being."
"Since this is an experiment, they naturally need a carrier. As long as a human is used as a carrier, there is a possibility of leakage. So they extracted your abilities and created a carrier, which is him."
It was like a silent thunderbolt striking down, causing Jiang Zhiyu and He Yanting's pupils to tremble violently.
The outrageousness of this matter has exceeded their understanding.
The gentleman ignored their shocked looks and continued, "The virus was developed very successfully. As you said, if there is a virus, there should naturally be a vaccine. In order to extract your..." He hesitated, as if trying to figure out how to describe it, before continuing, "...resistance, so we conducted some experiments."
He wanted to gloss over it vaguely, but Jiang Zhiyu didn't want to miss any details: "What kind of experiment? Let me get bit by a zombie, what else?"
"The zombie virus doesn't only affect humans," He Yanting's eyes suddenly darkened after hearing his words.
The gentleman flinched. "Zombies tear off less flesh, and once they recognize you've left the human body, your special resistance disappears. But animals are different. They tear off a lot, enough for the experimenters to extract before the resistance disappears."
"Those resistances were made into reagents and injected into our bodies."
"so……"
Jiang Zhiyu narrowed his eyes: "Are you trying to tell me that one bottle of reagent only cares for one person?"
Hearing her tone, He Yanting stepped forward and said, "Yes, that's the truth."
Jiang Zhiyu was almost laughing out of anger.
"It seems there's no need for us to continue this conversation. I think there's one thing you never knew. In addition to healing, my ability also has offensive capabilities."
Looking at her smile, the gentleman felt a little unsure and asked in confusion, "What?"
"Remember the silver needle in your throat? Needle and thread, what do you think of?"
"Sewing?"
The gentleman's expression seemed a little grim, as if he had thought of something.
"He can turn you into a zombie first, and take away your memory while your consciousness is still fresh. I can then sew your tattered body back together and use you for our own benefit."
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