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"..."

Qin Yun took a deep look at her, then turned and went upstairs.

Lu Yi hurriedly followed her behind and said, "Sister, you have a really good figure and an aggressive personality. I really like it. Sister, can we sleep together at night? Sister..."

Xia Ren took back the blood beads and fell into deep thought.

To be honest, he wasn't too surprised by the scene he saw just now.

Qin Yun's predecessor was an infected body, and she was a second-level infected body. She has a strong obsession, and it's normal to have an extreme personality. Wishing Mirror dared to blatantly provoke herself again and again. If Qin Yun could hold back and do nothing, Xia Ren would feel strange instead.

But what surprised him was the attitude towards Qin Yun behind the Wishing Mirror.

She turned out to be a lily mirror?

In this way, the previous doubts were easily resolved. No wonder she always looked at her unhappy. She probably liked Zhao Mingyue before, but Zhao Mingyue liked her. When she met her rival, she was naturally extremely jealous.

Recalling, I once had a dream sitting in this room before. In the dream, Zhao Mingyue was talking with another woman in the study, and I saw two pairs of white legs, but I haven't seen clearly what the owner of the legs looks like. , was hung up by the hanging rope, which was quite regrettable at the time.

Now he has finally solved the case, the owner of those legs is not Hua Niang, nor Niao Niang and Quan Niang, but Jing Niang!

Just as she was thinking, Qin Yun and Lu Yi opened the door and came back.

Qin Yun couldn't see anything on the surface, except that Lu Yi's expression was unnatural.

Since they had already discussed it, Xia Ren acted as if he didn't know anything.

He was about to take a shower when his cell phone rang suddenly in the room.

Xia Ren's cell phone had been set on fire during the battle in the small town, leaving only Qin Yun with the cell phone in the house.

The latter looked at the number displayed on the screen, and handed the phone directly to Xia Ren.

"who?"

Xia Ren asked while taking it.

"Niu Changshou of the Superman Association." Qin Yun said.

"Hello? My dear, long time no see."

As soon as it was connected, there was Niu Changshou's cheerful voice on the other side, as if he was in a good mood.

"haven't seen you for a long time."

Xia Ren was not surprised that the other party knew that he was awake. The power of the Superman Association was comparable to that of the Foundation. This news was not difficult for them.

After a few polite words between the two, Xia Ren said straight to the point: "I have a discovery about atypical insect phobia, which may have some effect on the immediate impasse."

Hearing this sentence, Niu Changshou's tone suddenly became serious: "Brother, please speak."

"But before I say it, I have a request."

It is impossible for Xia Ren to share this information with the Superman Association so easily. He must seek some benefits for himself.

Whether it's the foundation or other organizations, he can't fully trust at present. The only ones he can rely on are himself, Qin Yun and the others. Therefore, improving his own strength is his first choice.

Niu Changshou did not hesitate: "As long as the value of this discovery is large enough and the requirements are equal to it, I can make a promise to you on behalf of the association."

It seems that the status of plague scholars is indeed very important within the association.

Xia Ren expressed his request: "I want to see the magic tome kept by your association, the "Book of Dekian."

This time, Niu Changshou hesitated for a while, and asked: "I can't guarantee this to you, because I don't know the value of this information, dear brother."

Xia Ren thought for a while and said, "I have an [-]% chance of curing this plague."

"Eighty percent?" Niu Changshou couldn't believe it.

A large group of experts and scholars in the field of pollution and medical treatment from the Superman Association and the Foundation painstakingly studied for a month, but there was no progress. Then a person suddenly appeared and said that I could cure it, and everyone would doubt it.

"That's right." Xia Ren confirmed.

The actual [-]% is still a conservative figure, because as long as the patient is infected with the yellow fungus, the larvae of the earth burrower will almost certainly die, and the cure rate is close to [-]%.

He did not lie, atypical insectophobia can indeed be cured, but it is still unknown whether subsequent patients can survive the yellow fungus.

Niu Changshou hesitated for a long time this time before saying:

"I remember that the blue fungus in Dallas almost developed into a plague that was as destructive as atypical insectophobia, and it was solved by you. If the information you provided this time can really achieve the effect you said , then solve two third-level plagues in a row, I can be the recommender, let you become the disaster consultant of our association, and then you will be qualified to read "The Book of Dejian."

"Okay, your words are enough."

Xia Rendang briefly explained his discovery in the dream to him, including the source of the fungus and the old god Weibull.

Of course, what he said in the latter part was rather vague, because it involved the old gods, and this knowledge had a great impact on human reason. He didn't want to go crazy while talking on the phone.

After listening, Niu Changshou fell into silence.

After a long time, he was the only one who barely digested the meaning of these messages, couldn't hold back the excitement in his heart, and said: "This discovery is very valuable, my dear, you are... you can't describe it in words, I really want to hug you and kiss you right now." !"

"Forget it." Xia Ren ruthlessly refused.

"Baby wait for me, tomorrow, no! Wait for me for two hours! Come right away!"

After speaking, without giving Xia Ren a chance to react, the other party has hung up the phone eagerly.

"Two hours, so fast? Is Niu Changshou in Dongzhou?"

Xia Ren put the phone on the coffee table, didn't pay much attention, and went into the bathroom.

He plans to sleep in the house here tonight. Although there is only one bed, it is big enough.

Let Qin Yun, Lu Yi, and Lili squeeze together enough space to sleep by themselves, ahem, on the sofa.

After taking a shower, he rarely had free time. He walked into the study, turned on the computer, logged into his Penguin account and took a look. Miss Liangzi, the editor in charge, sent him several messages, probably asking why he wanted to stop updating. A look, it turns out that a few days ago when I stopped updating, there was a splash screen push for reading at [-] o'clock in the book.

The author of the last update on the splash screen is probably the only one at seven o'clock.

Xia Ren thought for a while, and sent Liangzi back a sorry emoji, and then explained that he was injured by the nuclear bomb and was recuperating for the past few days.

Then he opened his book friend group, and these LSPs, he himself stopped updating, but none of them urged updating, and they all posted pictures. It's a miracle that this group has not been blocked until now.

After simply browsing the group album, Xia Ren found that a lot of content in the album had been updated.

"Their appreciation of art has improved a lot."

Xia Ren touched his chin while watching, feeling very relieved.