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Chapter 270(1/2)

In modern times, it is still a medium-sized town in a big country. What a terrible disaster...

Most of the hundreds of thousands of strange things were caused by the residents of the original towns...

Up to now, everything within a radius of several hundred kilometers has been designated as a forbidden area, and no one still dares to approach it, and no one dares to approach it.

Once this fact spreads, the whole society will be shocked and fall into panic.

Putting aside all emotional and moral factors, this place is the most suitable place to cultivate your will power.

Saving those innocent people who died was enough for Chen Yi to gain a huge amount of will power.

But Chen Yi didn't want to.

It’s not that I don’t want to go.

Forget it if he didn't know, but now that he knows, Chen Yi will make this trip no matter what.

But he didn't want to go for the power of his will, he just wanted to simply save the souls of the dead.

So, he can't go this time.

This reason may seem ridiculous to others, but to Chen Yi, it is just that.

The third one is the many bits and pieces of weirdness that exist in this world and in the realm of China.

Although there are a lot of them, they are too scattered. If you want to get a lot of will power, you have to run and break your legs.

so……

In the end, I can only go to the Divine Realm...

I have to say that this old man with thick eyebrows and big eyes is very cunning!



"Bang!"

The treacherous and cunning Wang Zhao in Chen Yi's heart changed from his usual calmness at this moment, slamming his hands on the table with an angry look on his face: "What did you say? Did you take those two files over?

Do you know, that is... the X-Files!"

In Huangshali, files about awakened species and awakened species events are also graded, from level e to level a, corresponding to the corresponding level of awakened species.

But beyond that, there's an X rating.

Represents the unknown and extreme danger.

The materials Wang Zhao originally asked to be sent were all below B level.

Although he knew that Chen Yi's strength was definitely above A-level, no one could say for certain about the weirdness.

That cannot be inferred based on common sense.

If you are a little careless, even if you are A level, you may fall into the hands of B level weirdness, or even lower level weirdness.

He didn't know what Chen Yi was looking for, but he didn't want to take the chance.

Whether it's because of Chen Yi or because of this critical and special moment.

So he only asked people to prepare some materials below B level.

With Chen Yi's strength, he can get through it evenly, so there shouldn't be any problems.

But now...

No one else had a problem, but the problem happened inside Huangsha.

What made him angry was not only how dangerous the place represented by these two files was.

Also because in these places, there is a kind of existence...

An existence that scares everyone in the entire Earth Star, as well as the entire Divine Realm...

In addition, there may be another reason that he cannot accept.

He really didn't believe that such a low-level mistake would appear in the yellow sand.

Yuan Jiarui looked as if he was silent as he stammered: "That...I, I don't know either..."

He really doesn't know.

King Lei asked him to go to the archives room to get something to give to Lord Buddha, so he went.

When he gets something from the archives manager, it doesn't go through the hands of a second person...

Yuan Jiarui suddenly raised his head, his face full of shock: "Captain...!"

Without him having to say anything, Wang Zhao had already thought of it, and his face turned dark and extremely ugly.

"Check it for me!"

A cold voice came out from his teeth, and electric snakes swam across the roof of the room.

In fact, with Dahua's current technological level and Huangsha's resources, there is no need to record in such a backward way as paper documents.

It's just that some people think that although the backward way is troublesome, it is safer.

Therefore, Huang Sha only uses paper to record important things.

Naturally, those who manage files cannot act at will.

Even if it's just a Hong Kong branch.

Wang Zhao never believed that that person had any problems.

A rush of footsteps faded away.

Not long after, a man in yellow uniform ran back with a face full of panic and disbelief.

"Thunder, King of Thunder! The Shepherd... is dead!"

"boom!"

The sky was clear, but thunder roared, causing many people to raise their heads and look at the sky.

There is a very spacious room in the underground space under the old cadre building in Huangsha.

It is filled with huge bookshelves several meters high.

Between the two bookshelves, there was a corpse.

Wang Zhao's face was thick with ink, and he said in a deep voice: "How did he die?"

The two people doing the autopsy looked at each other with strange expressions.

The body had been turned over by them. There was a dagger on the left chest and the heart, and the blood had not yet dried.

The coroner looked at Wang Zhao's face and said cautiously: "According to the current situation, Mu Ziren... did commit suicide, but it will be confirmed after an autopsy."

"suicide?"

Wang Zhao narrowed his eyes slightly.

Huang Uniform, who just came back to report, did indeed say so.

He saw with his own eyes that the shepherd smiled strangely at him, then picked up a dagger and pierced it into his chest.

That's why he is so incredible.

"Impossible!" Yuan Jiarui shouted.

No one who knows Mr. Mu believes that he will commit suicide, let alone someone who betrays Huang Sha.

Wang Zhao didn't speak, his eyes glanced back and forth on the corpse.

Suddenly it stopped at the hand of a coroner.

The coroner's hand was holding the head of the corpse. Feeling his gaze, he was stunned and slowly lowered the head of the corpse.

"Hold it up." Wang Zhao suddenly said.

"ah?"

"Hold it up." He repeated.

Although the coroner was surprised, he still held up the head of the corpse and then raised his head with an inquiring look.

"Is it heavy?" Wang Zhao asked again inexplicably.

The coroner was stunned for a moment, then startled again, and looked down at the body.

Another coroner said: "What's wrong?"

"His head... is too light."

"light?"

Before I could ask clearly, I heard Wang Zhao say: "Craniotomy."

"Ah? Now?"

"Right now, right here."

The two coroners looked at each other and each took out a few lightweight tools.
To be continued...
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