He immediately stood up and looked outside, and immediately found a person standing on the street corner in the distance. It was Zhao Qiuyu, who was dressed casually. He seemed to have sensed Du Yuqi's gaze. He turned sideways to take a look, a sneer appeared at the corner of his mouth, and then he turned and walked into the alley next to him.

Du Yuqi immediately chased after him, but when he came to the alley, he found that Zhao Qiuyu had walked away again. He frowned and immediately ran out with all his strength to catch up with him, but Zhao Qiuyu was not wearing the armor at this time, and his body movements were strange and fast. He also took the opportunity to create some distance first, so Du Yuqi found that he could not catch up with him.

However, Zhao Qiuyu clearly had a chance to get rid of him, but he only stopped after gaining a certain distance, like a cat playing with a mouse. After Du Yuqi chased him for several blocks, he suddenly felt something was not right. He stopped, thinking that he could not be led by the nose like this. After a slight hesitation, he turned around and walked back towards the dojo without hesitation.

Looking at Du Yuqi's leaving figure, Zhao Qiuyu showed a sneer on his face. He did not stay and disappeared directly in the crowd.

After Du Yuqi returned to the entrance of the dojo, he suddenly saw a child with a runny nose walking towards him timidly and said:

"Sir? Are you Father Du?"

Du Yuqi was stunned for a moment. The child looked like a local homeless child without any flaws. He said:

"Yes, it's me."

The child summoned up his courage and said:

"Just now, an uncle gave me a magic gold coin, and then he told me that he would enter the dojo, and then a man named Priest Du would chase him - if I am not mistaken, it was that uncle you were chasing just now."

Du Yuqi raised his eyebrows and said:

"Then what?"

The child said cunningly:

"So I came to call you, and then the uncle said that as long as you give me another gold coin, you can tell me what he wants to say to you."

Du Yuqi squinted his eyes, ejected a gold coin and said:

"you say."

The child said:

"The uncle said the thing is under the table."

Du Yuqi's expression froze for a moment, but he smiled and patted the kid on the head before leaving. He then quickly came to the reception room of the dojo, where the water stains on the table had dried up. Du Yuqi wanted to bend down to take a look, but after a moment's hesitation, he simply raised his foot and the table leg snapped off with a "snap" and then flipped to the side. During the flip, Du Yuqi used his toes to tiptoe and the entire table flipped over.

When the table turned over, Du Yuqi saw that there was indeed something behind the table! But after a closer look, it turned out to be two in one, a chip and a piece of something similar to chewing gum overlapped together.

Du Yuqi heard footsteps outside, so he picked up the chip and told the receptionist who came after hearing the news that he had accidentally broken the table and asked them to bring a new one instead. Then he went back to his residence, pondered for a while, and then found a decoder to decipher the chip.

As the codes were deciphered one by one, Du Yuqi discovered that it was actually a diary, and the owner of the diary, Dukov, was just a nobody whom he had never heard of before - but the things recorded in this diary made his heart beat violently!

April 7th, sunny.

Endless overtime work has squeezed my average sleep time to a pitiful four hours, and during these four hours I have to get up three times to observe the experimental data. Oh my God, I feel like there are a thousand flies buzzing in my head at all times!

In order to keep my mind basically clear, I have to drink at least fifteen gallons of black tequila every day, but the effect of this thing on me, oh, it should be for everyone, is getting worse and worse.

I regret it, yes, I really regret it. I should have honestly gone to the West Coast to be an alchemist. Maybe I wouldn't have made as much money as I do now, but I would have been happier. I'm going to sleep, I have to sleep. This diary has taken up six minutes of my precious sleep time. It seems like a mistake to choose to write a diary today.

April 9th, weather unknown.

The reason why I am not sure about the weather is that I have been in the laboratory for a full 72 hours. I have to say that the samples sent a few days ago have helped us a lot and greatly improved our tolerance rate. I heard that in exchange for these samples, the group paid a very high price. Who cares about this? As long as the progress of the experiment is accelerated, it will be fine.

On April 11th, there was heavy rain.

Oh my goodness, oh my goodness... The newly emerged experimental subject actually showed incredible abilities in the petri dish. Are we actually creating gods with our own hands? Is this really made by our own hands? It seems that the experimental subject has been named "Apostle No. 1". Could it be that the legend hundreds of years ago is true, and there were thirteen apostles in our world?

April 15th, sunny.

The bottleneck is here.

Yes, we have hit a bottleneck in our work.

All the test subjects cannot survive for more than twelve hours. Even though we have done our best to modulate them, we can only keep them alive for one month in a frozen and low-temperature static state. Once activated and enter active mode, twelve hours is the limit.

During this short period of half a month, our work can only be described as unstoppable. This reminded me of the experience of climbing the Rustru Pass ten years ago - after crossing the pass with difficulty, there was a flat road ahead.

So, it’s really not surprising to me that the bottleneck has not come until now.

The current problem is no longer solvable by us or current technology - yes, not even by the great scientist Norton, who only has his brain left.

Yes, what we lack now is not resources, inspiration or creativity, but a core sample.

This sample must be strong enough to completely suppress the other samples and make the other samples play the strongest effect around it, so that it can play a coordinated role, but how easy is that? As far as I know, among the three samples in my hand, even the weakest one was taken from a second awakening strongman! !

Previously, our core sample was cells from Neil Bath, and this decision was not wrong in the beginning.

However, after the addition of the remaining samples, it was obvious that Neil Bass's cells were no longer competent, and could even be said to be suppressing the other powerful samples.

So, I have a day off, and I am so happy - at least my vacation won't end until I find a new core sample.

However, it is definitely not that easy to do this. There are only a handful of strong people in this world who can make an old monster like Neilbas bow down to him! Are they going to find Xilan, or rush into the Tower of Despair to find the Divine Sword Liangyue? Hehehehahahaha!

This diary ends here.

However, there is more content below, but it is in the form of a short message.

"The sea is rough, but the captain insisted on sailing, so he arrived with the cargo. The captain set out at noon on the 5th. He came here sick, and I hope you can take good care of him. That's all."

This concludes the contents of this chip.

Du Yuqi pondered for a while, lowered his head, put the chip next to him in front of his nose and sniffed it.

Sure enough, there was a faint smell of blood.

After confirming this, Du Yuqi took a deep breath. After grasping the information revealed in the diary, Du Yuqi felt that the fog in front of his eyes had been completely lifted. Those undercurrents that had been lurking underwater had nowhere to hide and completely appeared in front of him.

"So this is what the Zero Organization's ambition is!"