Calamity of Tomorrow

Regarding Yan Shan's treatment method, Zhou Bai thought about several different results.

There are directly killing the other party, letting the other party commit suicide, there is a total distortion of the other party, there are planting mischief, and frame the other party as the culprit ...

But before he finally did, Christina stopped him.

...

Christina stared at Zhou Bai with her eyes wide open: "White, I don't like you ..."

Zhou Bai said indifferently: "I don't like it ... What's the use of dislike ... The situation of human beings is no longer ruthless. Once Yan Shan leaks the news, we will face the siege of the whole heaven. . "

Zhou Bai clenched his palms tightly: "Yan Shan ... he may not die, but he lives, it is too dangerous for us."

Kristina shook her head: "I don't care about Yan Shan, whether he is dead or alive, whether it is good or bad is my business. I worry about you."

"The Nine Disasters of Heaven and Man will destroy human nature. If they are abused arbitrarily and deprived of the same kind of life, it will have very bad results."

"White, you are so scary today ... do you know?"

"Me?" Zhou Bai looked at his palm, and he remembered what he saw and did in the Pestilence Lab.

This was the first time he saw the laboratory of the Ministry of Plague. Except for reading books by ordinary people at the bottom, all layers of the floor were full of cruel and horrific experiments.

Dozens of Plague Monks were injured or disabled, and this was the first time he had killed so many humans.

Although Zhou Bai knew for a long time that if human beings want to get out of the control of heaven and have autonomy, they will inevitably have conflicts and fight with the human monks under the immortals.

When this situation was actually encountered, Zhou didn't hesitate, and didn't regret too much, but he felt that his mind had indeed undergone some subtle changes.

Human beings ... looking at the various passersby on the street outside the window, these kind of people seem to be less `` precious '' in his mind than before.

Kristina said: "The Nine Plagues of Heaven and Man contain extreme power and darkness. Do you want to be the darkness itself, or the human being who controls the darkness?"

"White, don't go too far. If you let go of your bottom line, use your power freely, and indulge in the distorting power of the nine plagues of heaven and man, you will no longer be you."

"You might really embrace madness, go distorted, or even lose your mind altogether."

Aisha held her white thigh, made a whining sound, and looked at the white in front of her anxiously.

Zhou Bai touched her head and exhaled: "You're right, I must have my own bottom line. At least human life is in my eyes and cannot be a pure number.

Otherwise, once indulged in the power brought by the nine disasters of Heaven and Man, and unscrupulously pursuing that power, I am afraid that my personality, three perspectives, and knowledge of the world will be completely changed by him, and I will no longer be what I am now. "

"At that time, I may really be proactive in pursuing madness and distortion."

...

So Zhou Bai gave up the option of killing Yan Shan and planned to deal with the other party in a different way.

At this moment, all the looted instruments and equipment were put into the abandoned hospital.

This abandoned hospital where Dr. Zhuang had worked in the past was completely blocked after being explored by Zhou Bai and told to Jiao Jiao by Zhou Bai.

The underground morgue here is now used by White to store these instruments and equipment.

The reason to keep them is because Zhou Bai wants to study things in the plague department.

After all, the Ministry of Blast has studied the distortion of the heavens for so many years, and it must have very detailed and unique information.

Especially regarding the cognition of the void, this is what Zhou Bai would like to know now, which is related to his understanding and application of the principle of star point cultivation.

And now that Yan Shan is not killing, then, as the son of Yan Zhenjun of the Pestilence Department, Zhou Bai wanted to ask him various secret information from the Pestlery Department, the heavenly court, and even the immortal god. This was never an opportunity in the past.

So after Yan Shan woke up, face this scene of Zhou Bai.

Hearing what Zhou Bai said, Yan Shan remained silent.

Bai smiled: "Let me change the question."

With a click, Zhou Bai closed the book, and the whole underground space was filled with countless black twisted words.

These words are like living things, spreading out in all directions around the white body, not only spreading the entire underground space, but even the first and second floors of the hospital on the ground are covered by the dark words.

Yan Shan's gaze changed, looking at these words, his head gradually dizzy.

In addition to this text used to deal with Yan Shan, it is an excellent alert.

Regardless of whether Zhou Bai is here or not, as long as the text is still here, then someone comes here and sees the word. Zhou Bai can know from the system panel that someone is coming, which is a special security system for Zhou Bai.

Looking at Yan Shan, whose wisdom was declining, Zhou Bai slowly said, "How much do you know about the experiment of the Ministry of Plague?"

Under Zhou Bai's inquiry, Yan Shan told his knowledge of the Pestilence Department.

Unfortunately, he did not participate in much work and experiments of the Ministry of Pestilism. He didn't know much about various distortions, distortions, and voids.

As for the distorted weapons that Yan Zhenjun built, Yan Shan didn't even know it.

Zhou Bai frowned: "As Yan Zhenjun's son, don't you care about the Ministry of Plague? What do you usually do?"

"Eat ... Cultivate ... Riding a Dragon ..."

Zhou Bai frowned more and more, only to think that this guy is really the standard second-generation **** of ah. But he thought a little bit wrong, because after the contact, Zhou Bai could feel that Yan Shan was obviously a smart person. Why did he not care about the pestilence at all?

Zhou Bai curiously said, "As the son of Yan Peijun of the Pestilence Department, why don't you care about the affairs of the Pestle Department? Haven't you thought about developing in the Pestle Department? Or borrow resources from the Pestle Department to cultivate?

Yan Shan's eyes suddenly flashed with fear.

"The pestilence department ... can't touch ... it will be dead ..."

Zhou Bai raised his eyebrows, feeling that Yan Shan obviously knew something, so he asked quickly.

It was only after Yan Shan's remarks that Zhou Bai understood what was going on.

In fact, as the son of the Pestle Ministry Yan Zhenjun, Yan Shan once had the desire to join the Pestle Ministry as a child and became the high-level expectation of the Pestle Ministry.

But some later experiences made him change his mind.

...

Twenty years ago, the young Yan Shan ran quickly in the corridor of the Ministry of Plague Laboratory.

"Hey, everyone went to listen to Tianzun."

"Taking the father's pass this time, we can go to 'Xuantai Pingyutian' and take a look."

As an iron door was opened, Yan Shan walked among the experimental benches.