Chapter 421: The Black Core is Forged by God
Zhao Jingyi's body trembled instinctively, as if her soul would tremble involuntarily just by thinking of that name.
Zheng Hang placed his hands gently on her shoulders, and his ten fingers exerted a little force. The cold chill passed through his fingertips, slowly pulling her out of the quagmire of fear.
He lowered his head, his eyes deep and dark under the lenses, staring into Zhao Jingyi's eyes.
Zhao Jingyi raised her neck stiffly and stared into those eyes, as if she was staring into another bottomless abyss.
Zheng Hang's breath gently blew on her face, with a kind of reassuring temptation, but also a hint of indescribable weirdness:
"Zhao Jingyi, don't be afraid of your past, and don't run away from your future."
His voice was low and slow, with a hardness that emanated from his bones, giving people strength:
“Fear is nothing but a trap set by bad people. Only by facing it can you crush it.
And when you crush your fear, you will find that an unprecedented new destiny is paved under your feet. "
Zhao Jingyi's mouth was dry. She looked down at the tip of her shoes. There was no road there, only a pool of muddy sewage and a shadow swaying in the sewage. The shadow was distorted and blurry.
Zheng Hang's voice sounded again, firm and powerful: "Zhao Jingyi, tell me, I will help you crush the fate that is trapping you."
Zhao Jingyi swallowed her saliva, tears streaming from the corners of her eyes, and asked in a trembling voice:
"Why? Why would you help me? My classmates, my teachers, my family can't help me, why are you willing to help me?"
Zheng Hang's pupils shrank slightly, but there was no smile on his face. On the contrary, his expression was distorted and hideous.
He raised one arm, and with a "click" sound, a hideous bone finger popped out from his fingertips. The bone finger did not look like that of a human, but more like the hook of some monster.
He said in a fierce voice, with a kind of heart-pounding madness in his voice:
"Because I am also living in the abyss, neither human nor ghost. Does a person in the abyss need a reason to reach out to another person in the abyss?"
Zhao Jingyi finally couldn't hold it in anymore and burst into tears like a flood breaking through a dam.
Her crying was filled with a heart-wrenching joy. She hadn't cried so hard in a long, long time.
"The laboratory I went to is a secret laboratory of immortality technology. It is used to study corpses! Specifically, it is a study on the revitalization of corpses! My mentor believes that the secret to human immortality is hidden in the corpses!"
Zhao Jingyi tightly grasped Zheng Hang's outstretched bony finger with both hands, not caring about the hideous bone spur cutting her palm.
Warm blood dripped onto the white bones, half of it was sucked away silently by the bones, and the other half "dripped, dripped" into the dirty water, splashing the dark shadow with ripples like breathing.
This scene actually has a strange and holy beauty.
Zheng Hang's pupils contracted slightly and his five fingers pinched subconsciously. The hideous bony fingers pierced the wound on Zhao Jingyi's palm deeper. Blood flowed along the bones, dyeing the white surface red, making her look even more seductive.
However, Zhao Jingyi felt that the pain in her palms was inexplicably intoxicating, and the more pain she felt, the more at ease she felt.
The pain was like a bright bond, tightly connecting her to the man in front of her.
The more painful it was, the more at ease she felt, as if the pain became her courage to escape from the abyss.
Obviously,
The silly girl in the laboratory didn’t understand one thing - when someone who is also in the abyss extends a helping hand to you, it may not be for him to climb out of the abyss with you. He may just want to drag you from your abyss to his abyss.
The trick of fate is that the way out of the abyss often leads to another abyss! Zhao Jingyi trembled and said the name: "Zuo Bai, my mentor is Zuo Bai, the chief scientist of Yongsheng Technology, the leading scientific star in District 6, and a terrifying scientific madman."
Zheng Hang narrowed his eyes slightly and asked word by word:
"The reanimation of the evil spirit?"
Zhao Jingyi nodded rapidly, with fear in her eyes:
"My mentor believes that the corpses are not the deformed products of humans. On the contrary, humans are the defective products left after the corpses failed to evolve."
"Just like the theory of gene lock in martial arts theory, the human body is the punishment from the gods to the evil corpse."
Zhao Jingyi repeated the words that her mentor Zuo Bai often said, even though she herself had never been able to understand the deep meaning behind them. She only felt the chilling madness that emanated from them.
Now, she relayed all these words to Zheng Hang.
"To live is a transition of life, death is eternity, and the corpse... is the living death."
Her voice trembled, and the mere memory sent chills down her tailbone.
"The corpse is eternal life, which is a forbidden area for gods. Therefore, the corpse is locked in the human body and dies completely when the human dies."
Zheng Hang's pupils flickered slightly. Zuo Bai's theory shocked him deeply and even inspired him.
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Zhao Jingyi couldn't understand Zuo Bai's madness, but Zheng Hang could.
Because he now believes more and more firmly that death should never be the end of life, but the beginning of life.
Humans give birth to life after ten months of pregnancy, so is it possible that the hundred years of human life are also another form of "embryo", and death is the final birth?
It was to give birth to the next... Zheng Hang licked his lips, followed Zhao Jingyi's words, and fiercely criticized: "You are right, the person who came up with such a ridiculous idea is indeed a terrible lunatic, it's all nonsense!"
Zhao Jingyi's expression looked extremely complicated at this moment. She seemed to have something to say but couldn't speak it out.
Finally, she said it out loud, with a hint of struggle in her voice: "I also think that the mentor is a lunatic, but the mentor's theory is not nonsense. Under the guidance of the mentor, the laboratory has been studying black cores day and night..."
Zhao Jingyi paused for a moment, fearing that Zheng Hang didn't understand, so she added, "The black core is the crystal left after the corpse's body was burned."
Zheng Hang took a deep breath. He finally heard what he wanted to hear most.
Since there was no torture to extract a confession, every word that Zhao Jingyi uttered was highly credible.
Sure enough, helping others, opening your heart, and confessing to get leniency are the most advanced "interrogation" skills.
Zheng Hang: "Well, what happened to Black Core?"
Zhao Jingyi gritted her teeth and said:
"Although it is incredible, all the research on the black core in the laboratory seems to lead to the same conclusion - the black core is not a human, nor is it a substance naturally produced in the corpse of the evil spirit. Instead, it is some kind of higher-dimensional force that forcibly inserts the black core into the bodies of humans and evil spirits, just as if the black core is..."
Zheng Hang put the tip of his tongue against the roof of his mouth and held his breath. He already had some guesses in his mind.
Sure enough, the next second, Zhao Jingyi said in a trembling voice:
"The Black Core was forged by the gods...Iron Lock!!!"
(End of this chapter)
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