I am your natural enemy

In the research institute in the suburbs of Beijing, the research is still going on. For the research of the black stone, the rotten-faced zombie is an excellent auxiliary research method. Zombies with too weak strength may not react much.

As the breath of the rotten-faced zombie was suppressed to the lowest, it had completely turned into an ordinary corpse. After continuing to study for a while, the black stone was picked up by the mechanical arm.

Because the most important data the researchers wanted was the process of the zombie being suppressed and turned into an ordinary, unconscious corpse.

The secondary data was to study the state after being suppressed.

The researchers extracted a little bit of the body sample of the rotten-faced zombie and found that the body of the big zombie was weakened a lot, but overall it was still several levels higher than a normal corpse.

It’s just that the power of corpse gas, corpse poison, and yin energy in the sample was eliminated, and the strength of the flesh itself was not affected too much.

Now we have to record the recovery process of the zombie after taking the black stone, the time required, etc.

On the other side, Wen Yan has returned home from the underworld.

After coming out, he saw a message from Black Box asking him if he had fallen into an old dream and whether he wanted to record relevant key information.

Wen Yan uploaded the photos he had taken.

"As usual, these photos should be used to eliminate risks first, and then find a professional to look at the Feng Shui.

In addition, the photo of the person should be archived first and then compared."

As soon as Wen Yan finished speaking, Black Box gave a file, judging the similarity to be 99.99%.

Wen Yan opened it and roughly understood why he was pulled into the old dream.

According to the records, a large tomb was found in Saibei County. There were not only strange powers, but also a large number of text records, which were of great archaeological value. In addition, there was a plant growing in the tomb.

The Lieyang tribe sent a master to accompany them, and there was also a Taoist priest from Laoshan with high skills. In addition, people went to Yaowang Mountain, and there were also normal scientific research teams and archaeological teams.

With such a lineup, they encountered the rotten-faced zombie that blocked them, and they took a lot of effort to catch it.

On the way back, a place was arranged for him to go. In a research institute in the suburbs of Beijing, a slightly stronger zombie was needed to study the black stone sent by Wen Yan.

There happened to be a dishonest and suitable zombie, so of course he was taken to do the experiment.

As one of the auxiliary members of the experiment, he naturally had to create a file.

When compared with the corpse photo taken by Wen Yan, it was naturally matched in seconds.

Wen Yan looked at the information and compared the time. He knew in his heart that this rotten-faced zombie was quite thoughtful. I don’t know where he heard about the black stone.

There was a record of the black stone. The gorgeous zombie suppressed by the black stone could recover after the suppression, but when it was suppressed, the zombie’s power would be completely suppressed, and the power could basically be regarded as completely disappeared, and the consciousness would fall into silence.

With the help of the black stone, the rotten-faced zombie can indeed completely separate the power of the locust monster and the power of the zombie.

The locust monster itself is about to reach the locust god stage, otherwise, the opponent's power would not be able to stay, and this power can indeed be invested in the old dream along with the consciousness of the rotten face zombie.

The idea is indeed good, but unfortunately, it is basically impossible for him to accomplish these in the old dream alone.

Wen Yan remembered that in the first half of the old dream, when this guy was not dead, the consciousness of the rotten face zombie must not have revived. Only after he became a zombie, his consciousness would be revived in the old dream.

Or, he would use another method, relying on the characteristics of the old dream that can be repeated over and over again, and the locust monster would die again and again according to the normal path, and then cut off the power of the locust monster bit by bit.

No matter what he did, it was actually the same hopeless.

Unfortunately, the rotten face zombie had no choice, and he only found such a hopeless method.

Wen Yan personally killed the locust monster there once, and he knew this best.

Wen Yan looked down at the bracelet on his wrist. He was dragged into the old dream because of the bracelet.

The only connection that could be found could only be the drop of water from the bracelet hidden in the black stone.

"Black Box, check what stage this guy's experiment has reached. Don't let anyone know and don't leave any records."

"Sir, any of my operations will actually leave traces, but only the head of the headquarters has the authority to check."

"Well, just check it."

Soon the black box found the record.

The black stone on the rotten-faced zombie has been taken away, and the intermediate data collection is being carried out. The data of his recovery process must be collected. When he recovers to his original state, the next experiment will be carried out.

Wen Yan thought about it, looked in the direction of Wei's Medical Clinic, and sighed.

He actually wanted to go in and take a look again. This time, he would watch the excitement with his hands in his pockets to see what happened at that time.

According to the normal process, the locust monster was also dead at that time. There was no second candidate ready, so it was naturally Doctor Wei who did it.

Wen Yan was quite curious about how Doctor Wei did it.

But after thinking about it, he decided not to waste time.

The rotten-faced zombie is not the point. The point is that the people behind took so much effort to arrange the rotten-faced zombie.

According to the current clues, it is definitely not because of friendship.

Someone did this for greater benefits.

"Black Box, tell the head of the headquarters about these things. If there is no problem, I will go and take the rotten-faced zombie away."

After giving instructions, Wen Yan comforted the people at home and then walked out of the house.

He was too lazy to guess. There were too many things involved, so let the general manager worry about it.

He didn't want to guess about other things, so he went directly to find Doctor Wei.

It was already midnight. Wen Yan walked to Wei's Clinic, and the door was already closed.

Wen Yan stood by the window and knocked on the window.

"Doctor Wei, Doctor Wei..."

After shouting twice and waiting for a while, Wei Jing came down from upstairs. Wei Jing was a little surprised to see Wen Yan. He thought that someone in the neighborhood had an emergency.

Wei Jing opened the door and let Wen Yan in.

"Wen Yan, it's so late, and you came to me specifically. Is there something urgent?"

"It's a little urgent, I want to ask Doctor Wei for advice."

Wen Yan turned on his mobile phone and pulled out the one-inch photo of the rotten-faced zombie.

"It's like this. Now, I've met this guy. I'm not sure whether I should just beat him to death or help him if I can, so I want to ask Doctor Wei for advice."

When Wei Jing saw the photo, his eyes were still a little confused. He couldn't remember for a moment whether he had seen this person or not.

Wen Yan didn't hide it and repeated what the rotten-faced zombie said.

When Wei Jing heard the keyword "locust monster", memories began to surge in his mind.

He vaguely remembered who this rotten-faced zombie was, and some fragmented memories gradually became clear.

After Wen Yan finished speaking, he kept silent, took the cup, poured a cup of sour plum soup, and waited quietly while drinking it.

After a long time, the relevant memories in Wei Jing's mind were completely clear, and he pondered for a while.

"No matter what the situation is, erasing the power of the locust monster is indeed the top priority.

With these powers, the locust monster has the possibility of revival.

Similarly, this power cannot be erased by normal means.

To erase this power, it is as difficult as erasing a desert.

It can only be controlled and prevented from reviving.

That is not only the power of a locust monster, but also the magic left over from before."

"Okay, I understand. Sorry to bother you. I'll treat you to fried chicken another day. I have something else to do. I'm leaving first." Wen Yan responded and left in a hurry.

Wei Jing looked at Wen Yan's back with a stunned look on his face. He left just like that?

Of course he understood what Wen Yan meant by coming to ask him about this matter.

It means that Wen Yan knew that the locust monster and the rotten face were all related to him.

But Wen Yan still didn't ask anything else, only the business.

Wei Jing stood at the door and sneered. Wen Yan was still the same, that is, I know something, but I don't ask, and I only talk about business when there is something.

On the way back, Black Box sent a reply from the head of the headquarters.

The original words were: Whatever you want to do, just do it, don't worry about anything else.

Then Wen Yan was not polite.

Wen Yan thought about it, flipped through the address book, and finally found the phone number of the eighth uncle.

This should be the time when the eighth uncle is most energetic.

"Hey, hahaha, come and see, who is calling me..."

As soon as the call was connected, Wen Yan heard the eighth uncle's full-bodied laughter.

"Hey, Wen Yan, you called so late, what happened? Who do you want to deal with? You need help, right? I'll gather all those guys in the cave, and we..."

"Eighth uncle, not really, not really."

Wen Yan hurriedly stopped him, but Eighth uncle was sober, knowing that Wen Yan was looking for him directly, most likely to fight, or to ask for help, to fight...

"Eighth uncle, it's like this, the Lieyang Department has a research institute, and they borrowed something from me.

I looked carefully, it's just to cooperate with the research, and they won't be sliced.

But cooperation requires zombies, and in my experience, it's good for big zombies in the long run.

You watch, select two or three big zombies from the zombie cave, and I'll take them over.

In name, of course, our Fuyu Mountain cooperates with the Lieyang Department in research.

To contribute to the complete resolution of a series of events related to hepatitis A.

This is a win-win situation."

"Oh, so, two or three are not enough? How about ten?"

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"Ten is too many. I asked someone to calculate. Four is the limit. Of course, one more candidate should be good."

"Okay, I'll arrange it right away."

If Wen Yan had known that they were going to use the black stone to do this, he would have sent the big zombie from Fuyu Mountain.

He knew best that being suppressed by the black stone was like encountering an absolute natural enemy. It would slowly become quiet and its strength would be sucked away.

But similarly, after recovering, the strength is equivalent to being refined. The big zombie in gorgeous clothes was suppressed for so long but did not die. Instead, it became more and more powerful and its intelligence became higher.

Let the eighth uncle choose the people, and those big zombies will definitely be convinced.

Wen Yan shook people and asked Feng Wei to help pick it up. While he was waiting for Feng Wei, he called the professor again.

"Hey, Professor, you haven't slept yet? The people in the Lieyang Department are really bad, they really use people to death."

"Oh, you are doing your own research, and the people in the Lieyang Department are the same, they don't try to persuade you."

"Yes, I want to ask you something, I have some small ideas, but they are just ideas, I want to ask you for advice..."

A few minutes later, Wen Yan entered the main road, followed Feng Wei and Tong Si, went to Fuyu Mountain first, took a few big zombies, and then took the dark road to the suburbs of Beijing.

He had already talked with the head of the headquarters on the way, and he brought five big zombies directly to the research institute.

At the entrance of the research institute, two people were waiting here. When they saw Wen Yan appear, they immediately became excited.

Seeing Wen Yan, one of the middle-aged men immediately rushed up and shook Wen Yan's hand.

"Thank you all from Fuyu Mountain for your help. I am the director of the institute. I will definitely go and ask for your credit in person later."

"Zhang is too polite. I just found out about this when I was chatting with someone today. If I had known earlier, Fuyu Mountain would have sent people here a long time ago. Are five big zombies enough? If not, I will ask my great-grandmaster uncle for instructions. Five more will be fine."

"Enough, enough, absolutely enough. Now our research progress will definitely be accelerated a lot."

The director and researcher of the institute were grinning from ear to ear.

They just applied yesterday, and the formal application documents have not been sent out yet.

It's just one big zombie, the research efficiency is low, and there is no comparison.

According to their estimates, with their current manpower and the speed of the black stone suppression, four or five big zombies are the limit.

Wen Yan just brought five. I think some big boss from the Lieyang Department said something.

The last time the black stone was delivered by Wen Yan, the director of the institute had a very good impression of Wen Yan, and now he is even more impressed.

Director Zhang wanted to invite Wen Yan to visit, but Wen Yan declined, saying that he had a mission to complete.

The still silent zombie with a rotten face was sent out.

In comparison, researchers naturally prefer zombies that are intelligent, cooperative, and friendly.

So that they don't have to feel like they are in danger every day when they come to work.

Wen Yan hurriedly left with the silent zombie with a rotten face.

Director Zhang sent him to the door, and sighed as he watched Wen Yan go away.

"What a good person! He is busy with work, but he still takes time to send us a zombie. There are so many rumors and slander outside, and the people of the Lieyang Department don't know how to deal with it..."

Just because Wen Yan sent his own things to cooperate with the research, and also pulled the zombie from Fuyu Mountain to cooperate, everyone who did this would give him a thumbs up.

The progress of the institute continued. Since the speed of the black stone's suppression was much faster than the recovery speed of the big zombies that lost the suppression, the five big zombies, taking turns, were just enough to keep the black stone in a state of constant use.

Moreover, they were the big zombies of Fuyu Mountain, and the safety factor was obviously much higher than that of wild zombies.

In some places, the big zombies of Fuyu Mountain could even give some suggestions and cooperate to talk about their feelings.

Wen Yan cut the Gordian knot and directly used five big zombies to take away the rotten face zombie. He followed the normal procedure, and everyone in the institute was happy with it.

In less than half an hour, Wen Yan brought the rotten face big zombie to the border between Guanzhong County and Saibei County.

He carried the rotten face big zombie in one hand and walked briskly. After locating it with his mobile phone, he quickly moved towards the target location.

When they arrived at the place, they waited for less than an hour, and saw a helicopter approaching here from the west.

The helicopter found a place to land, and saw the professor carrying a bag, walking like a dragon and a tiger, and walking quickly towards Wen Yan.

Seeing Wen Yan, the professor's face was full of red and he was in a good mood.

Before he even came up to him, he burst into laughter.

"Wen Yan, I said that we would definitely meet soon. Even if you didn't come to Helan Mountain, we would still meet. Look what I said, and now we have met."

"I want to talk to the professor. I have been thinking about it for many days, and finally found the opportunity."

"Is it someone from the Lieyang tribe? Well, don't speak for them, I know it very well."

The professor walked forward and looked at the rotten face and big body that Wen Yan was holding, his eyes shining.

"Is this the big zombie you mentioned?"

"Yes, that's him."

"On the way here, I carefully considered it and checked various records. There is no precedent for it, but I think it is very feasible.

You also said that the locust monster had not yet been promoted to the locust god before his death, so the difficulty is not impossible.

It depends on how to operate it specifically."

Wen Yan listened to the professor citing classics and telling him about things that might be similar, as well as some deeds recorded in classics. After deconstruction, he traced back to its original appearance.

He nodded repeatedly.

I heard from the rotten-faced big zombie that the rotten-faced big zombie stayed in the grassland country for a long time. As the environment there deteriorated and more and more desertified areas were formed, the power of the locust monster revived.

When he went to ask Wei Jing for advice, Wei Jing said that the difficulty of erasing the power of the locust monster was about the same as the difficulty of erasing a desert, which gave Wen Yan some inspiration.

After combining them, Wen Yan had an idea.

Or, let's not use metaphors.

Why not try it for real, bury the rotten-faced zombie in the desert, and then destroy the desert.

Because Wen Yan remembered that there was a desert in Shenzhou that was about to be destroyed.

But how to operate, how to execute, and how to realize this idea, then we need the assistance of professionals.

Wen Yan told the professor about his idea, and the professor immediately decided to come over immediately. There was no rush to crack the rotten mural in one or two days.

The professor, who was like a chicken with blood, was not idle after landing. After talking to Wen Yan about his ideas, he immediately started to investigate the site and prepare.

The professor was definitely not interested in fighting. As a non-combat profession, he had the opportunity to kill a desert and a locust demon force that was about to be promoted to the locust god.

The professor was very interested in taking the non-combat route.

Wen Yan sat on the hillside, watching the sun rise from the horizon and the land under his feet. In some places, the color of loess could still be seen vaguely, but large areas were already green.

There used to be a desert under his feet.

When the sun rose, Wen Yan saw that there were already many people working here, including scientific researchers, doing various test data, and some people patrolling.

Looking into the distance, there was a bare area, which was very eye-catching in the green.

There was Wen Yan's target location.

The rotten-faced big zombie was exposed to the sun and slowly woke up.

After waking up, he looked around and saw Wen Yan, which was not surprising.

Wen Yan smiled and pointed forward.

"Here, how about I kill the locust monster power in your body? Let these people you see do it."