Chapter 248: Digging Them Over

Ge—ge——ge—

I don't know whose rooster on the mountain is crowing.

The master and disciples of the Ji Sect got up early in the morning to bid farewell and leave.

Though the people had left, their hearts were still lingering.

Before the members of the Ji Sect left, they agreed to keep in touch with the Tang Sect, as they weren't too far away anyway.

They all remembered what "Rong Huan" had said.

Leaving their hometown to pursue a new future was an important decision; they certainly had to go back to deliberate further and discuss it with their families.

The dissection work was completed, and the final payment promised by the Patrol Guard Division was delivered quickly.

The efficiency of this final payment made both the Tang and Ji sides very satisfied, increasing their favorability and confidence once more.

Although this dissection was just completing a task, it also allowed the two Doctors, Tang and Ji, to gain quite a lot.

Doctor Tang decided to go into seclusion as soon as the final payment was received.

Before Doctor Tang went into seclusion, Wen Gu asked for the Plague Ghost skeleton that his cheap master had promised.

He specifically partitioned a small room in the courtyard where he lived to store these kinds of "research materials."

This was a deeply mutated Plague Ghost skeleton, with bones of all sizes arranged in their original shape, embedded on a spliced wooden board.

It was evident that the bones had been boiled in high-temperature water; it was a skeleton stripped very clean.

There were no scorch marks from fire, so the skeletal changes brought about by the mutation could be seen very clearly.

Wearing gloves, Wen Gu flipped through it roughly, took notes, tidied up, and then went to ask his master for leave.

Doctor Tang understood; this was going down the mountain to submit the task.

It was still that same small building used for secret meetings.

Patrol Lieutenant Yang was waiting there early.

Having suffered from insomnia for many days, he was restless, with obvious dark circles under his eyes.

Do you know how I've been getting by these past few days?!

Is it that I don't want to sleep well?!

The moment he thought of his superior being in close contact with a Plague Ghost, he would toss and turn, unable to eat or sleep.

If there were any accidents, they would all be finished!

If he were more conservative, he should have strongly and repeatedly tried to dissuade Wen Gu when the decision was made.

However, he had only advised him a couple of times at the beginning before burying his head in execution and providing support from the outside.

He knew that no matter how much he advised, it might not change this Deputy Envoy's decision. If they were in Xinzhou, Lao Zhao might still be able to stop him, but in Shenyi Gu, no one could persuade this person!

Besides this, Patrol Lieutenant Yang also considered his own future.

He had his own channels of information; this Deputy Envoy's actions had an extremely strong sense of purpose, and in most cases, they could obtain significant gains.

Just like that batch of hidden smuggled overseas medicinal herbs; without Wen Gu, they would have had no connection to them.

Therefore, after weighing the pros and cons, Patrol Lieutenant Yang would execute what needed to be executed, and worry about what needed to be worried about.

The good thing was that this person had finally come down the mountain safely!

Seeing that Wen Gu was safe and sound, Patrol Lieutenant Yang felt relieved!

Upon seeing Wen Gu, Patrol Lieutenant Yang's first reaction was excitement and joy; his second reaction was seeing the wooden box Wen Gu had brought—a mailbox used for placing letters.

These were all to be sent to Xinzhou.

Patrol Lieutenant Yang hurriedly stood up and took the mailbox.

It felt slightly heavy in his hand.

There were quite a few letters and similar items inside.

Patrol Lieutenant Yang didn't understand; Deputy Envoy Wen had only stayed on the mountain for a few days, and the only thing he had done recently was dissecting a Plague Ghost, so how could he have written so many letters?

Wen Gu unfolded the Notebook he carried with him: "Come, let's talk about the findings this time."

Patrol Lieutenant Yang's spirits lifted: Is he telling me directly like this?

Shouldn't he write it in a letter first to claim credit in Xinzhou?

Or keep something back or hide it for himself?

But very quickly, Patrol Lieutenant Yang discovered that Wen Gu really wasn't hiding anything.

To make it easier for Patrol Lieutenant Yang to understand, Wen Gu even found another piece of paper, and while explaining, he drew the general body structure of the Plague Ghost on the paper.

Using simple and easy-to-understand explanations, he let Patrol Lieutenant Yang truly understand those theoretical concepts.

Wen Gu roughly drew the main tracheal network inside the Plague Ghost's body: "So, even if you lock them in a dark room, ordinary people might not survive due to a lack of air, but they are different. As long as it is not a completely sealed space, as long as there is a little bit of air circulation, they can live for a long time."

Zhao Shaozhu must have a deep understanding of this point.

Back in the Shuo City Cellar, when Wen Gu and Zhao Shaozhu were ambushed together, the mastermind had seized upon this point.

Those Plague Ghosts kept in the Ice Cellar could still quietly survive for months in a low-oxygen environment and a low-energy-consumption state.

Furthermore, after the ambient temperature rose and the air circulated, the Plague Ghosts quickly returned to hunting mode.

"Even if you cut off their main blood vessels, they won't die quickly."

The viscous blood inside the Plague Ghost's body would not drain away completely, and at the same time, they had another respiratory system inside their bodies that allowed them to hold out for a long time.

Inside the Plague Ghost's body, the core pumping action of the heart was greatly reduced. A deeply mutated Plague Ghost could still continue to move for a period of time even after being shot in the heart.

Plague Ghosts had mutations similar to arthropods, but they still maintained the basic structure of a human, and still relied on the brain as the "general headquarters" of the nervous system.

Therefore, to shoot and kill a Plague Ghost, it was mostly by decapitation or shooting the head. This was the most direct and effective way.

Patrol Lieutenant Yang took notes very seriously.

Two or three years into this chaotic era, they already knew quite a bit about the habits of Plague Ghosts; even if they didn't know these theoretical concepts, it wouldn't hinder them from fighting and winning merit.

But in the current state of the world, the more one knew about Plague Ghosts, the more it would certainly help one's future prospects. If one wanted to climb higher, just burying one's head in fighting wouldn't work.

Wen Gu said he did not force Patrol Lieutenant Yang to understand everything, just knowing a little was enough, so that Patrol Lieutenant Yang would know what their next plan and goal would be.

After the conversation, Patrol Lieutenant Yang's anxiety and exhaustion from many days were swept away.

There was much of what Wen Gu said that he still did not quite understand, but he knew that Wen Gu had indeed gained something from this dissection and had a clear plan.

Wen Gu said: "Poison that is fatal on contact for ordinary people might not necessarily be effective on a Plague Ghost. We must still find a targeted solution."

He asked Patrol Lieutenant Yang: "How much do you know about this person, Luo Teng?"

Since Patrol Lieutenant Yang was responsible for intelligence gathering, even if his memory was not as good as Cheng Zhi's, it would not be bad.

Once Wen Gu asked, Patrol Lieutenant Yang quickly searched through his memory.

"That Doctor, he has real ability; his Exorcism incense and Exorcism pills are highly effective. It's just that his personality is a bit—not very easy to communicate with."

Wen Gu did not mind: "As long as he has real ability, that's fine!"

Patrol Lieutenant Yang said: "Doctor Luo is extremely guarded; even his own Apprentice might not be able to get a few words of truth out of him."

"When he was young, Doctor Luo always kept to himself. Now that the world is in dire straits, forced by the situation, after Doctor Luo fled to Shenyi Gu, he took in five Apprentices, but the only one he values is his fifth Apprentice."

Generally speaking, those valued by their master are personal Disciples with exceptional talent.

It is different with Doctor Luo.

"Doctor Luo has five Apprentices; the first four have superior talent, but the fifth is a waste—"

Patrol Lieutenant Yang wanted to say "waste," but hesitated before speaking and changed it to: "average aptitude."

Wen Gu nodded: "He can be approached."

To Patrol Lieutenant Yang's ears, this directly translated to: Doctor Luo can be poached!

Isn't he just a Doctor with a difficult temperament?

What can't our "Xinzhou Shovel" shovel up?

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