Chapter 162: Embers plus Ether, everyone is a dish!

Hospital, third floor.

In the near-eternal twilight, one couldn't tell morning from evening.

The bearded man squatted in the corridor, irritably stepping on the cigarette butt: "Damn it, how long have they been in there? Why haven't they come out yet?"

"What's the rush?"

The thin man glanced at him: "Look, Ximin, so calm, learn from her."

Right beside the two, a woman with a sallow complexion was kneeling and praying, chanting scriptures and classics, without any fluctuation.

Who the hell can be like a lunatic?

The bearded man Anjieshu's expression twitched, not daring to speak.

"In short, don't worry." Kong Yebai advised: "The things the High Priest ordered must be handled properly. If you do the holy work well, you will be able to receive purification and blessings in the future."

"You are right."

Anjieshu accompanied with a smile, "I'm just seeing that old guy dragging the corpse pass by several times, what if..."

"Don't worry, as long as you don't do it in front of them, even if you fight until your dog brains come out, these ghostly things won't care." Kong Yebai smiled and comforted, "The High Priest thinks highly of you, you must perform well this time."

"Of course, of course!"

Anjieshu nodded with a smile, but couldn't help cursing in his heart.

Damn it, bad luck! If it weren't for money, who the hell would be with you guys from the Huaxie Sect, go to hell with your Holy Spirit and holy work.

Where isn't it a meal to eat?

After this broken thing is finished, I'll go to the Central Plains, what can you guys do?

Just as he was letting his imagination run wild, the woman kneeling and praying suddenly opened her eyes.

"They're out." Wang Ximin said.

At that instant, at the end of the corridor, that dust-sealed door slowly opened.

"Oh my, family, family, you don't need to see us off." Ji Jue smiled and waved, declining the farewell: "Just to here is fine, there's no problem here."

Then, under his sleeve, he unnoticeably stuffed a bulging blood bag over.

Instantly, the old ghost, who was already half-spiritual, became even more pleasantly surprised, beaming with joy, no longer dim-eyed, as enthusiastic as if he had seen his own grandson: "Come and see when you have time."

"Don't worry, I'll definitely come and go often!" Ji Jue pushed the cart in front, waving goodbye: "I'll go get busy first."

"Busy, all busy."

The old ghost holding the hot blood bag watched him walk far away, and couldn't help but sigh with loss: "It's good to be busy, it's good to be busy..."

The door closed.

Ji Jue looked at the bottles and jars piled up like a mountain on the small cart, and couldn't help but beam with joy.

Good place, good place.

Especially after giving gifts, it's even better!

It's like shopping in a supermarket, putting all kinds of messy things on the cart as if they were free.

If I had known there was such a place, I would have applied to go to the warehouse directly, why would I need to go to Obstetrics and Gynecology?

I'll come again next time!

"They're out."

Kong Yebai's eyes lit up, pressing on Anjieshu's shoulder: "Later, according to what we agreed, you take the lead, and Ximin and I will assist you. Try to get it done as soon as possible, you know?"

"Don't worry."

Anjieshu grinned, his beard stretching: "I do this often."

The moment he bent down, his figure shrank, looking thin and weak, walking lightly, without any threat.

Then, piercing the blood bag, a wisp of scarlet flowed out from his chest. After turning the corner, he was already staggering, dying, looking as if he didn't have long to live.

"Save, save..."

Large tears fell from his face, and just like that, leaning against the wall, he beckoned to Ji Jue.

Behind him, in the hidden place behind the corner, the woman who had been kneeling and praying also closed her eyes, hands together, constantly chanting.

In the near-mad piety, the spiritual quality also became increasingly restless, flowing toward the distance like water without a sound.

And so, one handleless blade after another quietly wandered from behind the ceiling, like hungry fish, quickly approaching.

"Help me, brother, save me..."

Anjieshu's voice became increasingly loud, his expression twitching, attracting Ji Jue's attention: "This hospital, I know, they are secretly experimenting on Chosen Ones, save me, I'll tell—"

The moment before the words fell, he froze on the spot.

Noticing that the kid pushing the cart behind him hadn't been stunned, nor had he moved away, and even had no reaction at all, as if he was too lazy to even look at him.

Pushing the cart forward.

Walking within five steps.

Then, lightly, he took out a homemade pistol that had just been welded and was still steaming from the cart compartment, aiming at his forehead:

"You acted well, don't act next time."

The trigger was pulled, and a loud noise roared.

The exaggerated-caliber mercury bullet instantly flew out from the gun barrel welded by rebar, rushing toward his face, rapidly enlarging in those stunned pupils.

Anjieshu only had time to subconsciously raise his arms to block in front of him.

At that instant, the original disguise dissipated, his body rapidly expanded, and the arms, face, and torso blocking in front all revealed a trace of reddish metallic luster.

Like a red-hot iron block, heat rose.

But the left arm blocking at the very front actually bent visibly under the impact of the bullet, chiseled with a deep crack!

Mercury seeped into the flesh under the wound, bringing a stinging pain like burning.

Where is this a gun?!

It's clearly a cannon!

"Damn you, you dog bastard—"

Heavy iron armor rapidly grew out from under the white coat, shrouding him in it. In an instant, he turned into an iron man.

But faster than him was the shattered ceiling.

The moment the gunshot rang out, dozens of handleless blades controlled by telekinesis had already pierced down like a rainstorm... but strangely, that little bastard seemed to have expected it, retreating suddenly the moment he fired.

Immediately after, he directly lifted the white coat on his body, shrank his body, and covered his head and face.

As if it were useful against blades capable of matching armor-piercing weapons...

But the next instant, amidst Anjieshu's stunned expression, a large amount of solution emerged from under the white coat, permeating, fluid alchemy and the physical strengthening unique to embers, the ordinary white coat hardened in an instant.

Better than metal!

But even blades capable of piercing metal, after hitting it, only symbolically pierced in two points?

Or simply lost all power and fell to the ground.

Before that, it had already lost its source of power...

At this time, the shrill screams came from Wang Ximin, who was hiding in the corner.

Just for a moment, a foul wind hit her face.

And by the time she noticed the abnormality, it was already too late!

When the woman kneeling and praying madly opened her eyes, she saw the "evil dog" that had broken free from the chain—the two-headed ghost fetus that had broken through the window and pounced toward her after crawling a whole circle outside the building!

At this moment, the hideous or joyful expression split from the middle, turning into a giant mouth, spitting out a torrent of frost, quickly freezing her limbs, and then, the hungry ghost fetus had already climbed onto her face and started gnawing.

"Ah ah ah ah ah ah..."

Amidst the uncontrollable screams, she struggled hard, her scattered telekinesis trying to pull the monster off her face again and again, but amidst the severe pain, her spirit couldn't concentrate at all.

Her eyeballs and tongue had already been dug out by the sharp claws in an instant and swallowed into its belly, blood overflowing.

"Kong... Old Kong... save... save me! Save me!!!"

Boom!

After a muffled sound, a blood hole suddenly appeared on her face.

She fell backward, making no more sound.

And the teammate she was calling for before she died only now finally turned her head back sluggishly, reacting dozens of times slower, wanting to reach out.

Only now did he notice the coolness at his neck, and the severe pain spreading.

Even the drowsiness emerging rapidly from his consciousness, the uncontrollable fluttering, and the indescribable excitement, his viscera were convulsing, his heart was twitching.

No, poisoned...

He fell backward, his limbs stretching and constantly twitching.

His face was blue, and purple-blue blood vessel marks climbed from under his neck to his face.

White foam gushed out from his mouth rapidly.

The last thing he saw before completely losing consciousness was a pair of long boots gradually emerging from the air.

Tong Hua.

At this moment, she was breathing heavily in tension, almost unable to stand still.

For the first time in her life, it was so exciting...

"One against two?!"

She stared at her results in shock, and couldn't help but blurt out: "I'm really fucking awesome!"

Her left hand was holding the pistol Ji Jue had just hand-crafted for her in the warehouse, and in her other hand was a needleless syringe, and the medicine bottle connected to the back was already empty.

Propofol, ketamine, fentanyl, morphine, dolantin, tramadol...

The expired anesthetics found in the warehouse were mixed together after being purified to an outrageous purity by Ji Jue using "Non-Aggression," and all were injected into Kong Yebai's carotid artery.

He didn't have a medical license, nor had he learned much medical theory. Who knows what the effect would be after injecting so many messy things, but it worked anyway!

To deal with an Entropy-line Chosen One, it was enough.

Poor Kong Yebai, as the most terrifying output main C among the three, was considered a famous killer star before joining the cult. At this moment, he hadn't even mobilized the matrix to use his abilities before he was poisoned.

If you want to blame someone, blame the Ether Chosen One's ability to track and trace, and the matrix and skills inherited by the Tong family, which were too BUG!

The observation ability, which surpassed other Ether Chosen Ones of the same rank, was enough to let her easily detect the traces left by the trackers, and the matrix "Yesterday Replayed" was best at reading records and the past left in objects.

Combined with the ability of "Traces of History," she directly dug out the bottom of the three people's pants at the location of the footprints...

One Wasteland, the matrix is Red Copper, best at deformation and fierce attacks. One Heavenly Origin, the matrix is Wanyu, telekinesis specialty, one is Entropy, the matrix is Feilian, specializing in air pressure operation...

One Metamorphosis and two Invocations, it could be said that they almost made their measurements and birth dates into a table and put it in front of Ji Jue to ask him how to fight this battle!

How to fight?

Ji Jue almost didn't know how this easy battle could be lost!

Is this Ether?!

Except for the fact that it's really not good at "fighting," it's really convenient for everything else. It's simply a must-have little helper for home travel and killing people for goods!

With Ether's insight into opportunities and tracking, combined with Ember's prescription and weak point attack, if he still couldn't take down these three guys, that would be strange.

As for the last Wasteland who saw the situation was not right and turned around and ran away instantly.

Ji Jue was too lazy to chase.

He just stood on the spot, elbows resting on his small cart.

Started counting down on his fingers.

"—5, 4, 3, 2... 1!"

Before the words fell, the sound of falling to the ground rang out.

Screams and cries, deafening! ===== CHAPTER 163 =====