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Chapter five hundred and one self-inflicted

Two or three hours later, at noon, although he was notified to be discharged from the hospital, Zhang Jiao still went through a series of complicated procedures and several routine and unconventional medical examinations before finally leaving Yiyuan National Infectious Disease Hospital.

Return to normal society.

After leaving the so-called hospital gate and standing on a strange and quiet road, he looked around and saw that there was no other unit on the entire street except the "National Infectious Disease Hospital".

The road was empty, and there was not a single pedestrian or a car that was driving by. He couldn't help but sigh. While walking towards the corner of the street, he couldn't help but take out his cell phone and dialed the phone between Li Binzhu and Song Yue.

Song Yue's phone was never dialed, but Li Binzhu's phone rang twice before it was picked up.

Her anxious voice rang out from the microphone, "Xiaobao, how are you doing? Isn't it okay?"

"It's no big deal except for staying in the National Infectious Disease Hospital for one month and undergoing countless mental examinations." Zhang Jiao said with a wry smile: "What about you, boss, how are you doing now?"

"I'm about the same as you, but I'll come out a few days earlier," Li Binzhu sighed and said, "This is a general test that a suspect who may be contaminated with evil must undergo.

No one can exempt it.”

"It would be nice to be able to do this test. Ordinary people may be 'processed' directly," Zhang Jiao smiled and pointed out the truth, "So I don't feel uncomfortable either.

But boss, at that time, in the ruins, I only remember that a huge force suddenly pushed me to the ground.

After that, there seemed to be an earthquake, and there was a roar, which directly shocked me.

When I woke up, I lay in the isolation room of the National Infectious Disease Hospital. What happened? I am still confused now.

You are a big businessman, Jinzhiyuye, and you are well-informed. You came out a few days earlier than me. Do you know what happened at that time?"

"Xiaobao, in recent times, in addition to the ruins we have experienced," Li Binzhu said dryly after hearing this: "In fact, there have been many other vicious public safety incidents in Yiyuan, which are likely to be related to evil pollution.

The official statement now is that a group of evil god believers took advantage of the opportunity of Jiang Chu's invasion and lurked in Yiyuan and made trouble.

However, it has been strongly suppressed by the armed forces sent by the state, so similar incidents will not happen again.

But there is another saying that Yi Yuan’s only country-level mythological powerhouse has had a problem, which has led to all this happening.

As for the specific situation, I can't find out, and the news has not been confirmed. Of course, it will definitely not be confirmed within 30 or 50 years..."

Li Binzhu was still talking about the secret information he had learned, but Zhang Jiao had already thought of: "There has been a situation in Yi Yuan's mythical powerhouse. Such a person is almost invincible in the world. What accidents can happen? It is also related to the pollution of the external gods.

Could it be that after I merged the True Book of the Gods in the museum warehouse on the Rigodan National Avenue last time, I teleported to the place where the supernatural catastrophe occurred, and directly used the dead to "disinfect" the strong people I had been trapped. As a result, some of the strong people I had been deceived by the spirit.

It won't be so unlucky!"

Even if a mythical powerhouse is following the warrior route, his soul will be perfect. Unless there are huge loopholes in his mind and he will directly open his spiritual world to face the power of the external gods, it will be almost impossible to be polluted by evil.

In addition, even if a person like this is not good enough to become a believer of the outside gods, he will not directly distort his soul like the general public or ordinary people, and his body will also mutate, completely becoming a crazy evil puppet.

They will still maintain a certain degree of consciousness and autonomy, but this often makes them more dangerous and leave terrible marks in history.

Zhang Jiao used to collect himself when Jiang Chu was in a high position, and asked for countless high-end and extraordinary knowledge from Zhang Yirong, with all-encompassing content.

Among them is the condition for the mythical characters to be contaminated by evil gods. When I recall them, I felt shocked and my thoughts reversed. "But the spiritual marks left on me by those strong men who tracked me last time must be in two directions, so that I can still lock my position within tens of thousands of kilometers away.

This is equivalent to invisibly opening up their spiritual world.

In addition, I directly alarmed the dead and the dead at that time, which was equivalent to letting them face the power of the external god in disguise.

And then it happened to be the moment before the roots of the supernatural roots in the South China Sea were transferred. The dead and the dead had just drawn hundreds of golden water beasts, and the extraordinary level was equivalent to the legendary level of the mother body and mind, used to activate evil.

At this moment, if there is a powerful mythical man who is greedy and wise, he can use magic weapons or magical powers that can travel through space, and uses the position I tracked as the coordinates to teleport directly to the supernatural catastrophe of the South China Sea.

If he attracts the attention of the dead and the dead, he will be completely contaminated by evil.

In other words, the unexpected initiator I encountered in the ancient ruins is probably me!"

Li Binzhu on the other end of the phone felt that Zhang Jiao hadn't spoken for a long time, and asked strangely: "Xiaobao, why don't you talk?"

"Ah, I was shocked by the news you said," Zhang Jiao came back to his senses and said dryly: "The mythical powerhouse feels that it will only appear in movies, TV series, historical stories, and folk legends.

I didn’t expect that I could actually get a relationship with such a person in reality in this life. Although it is not a good relationship, it is quite a bit of a good one."

"Which one is that," Li Binzhu couldn't help but say upset when he heard this: "Zhang Xiaobao, your thoughts are really different from those of normal people.

What I am talking about now is that in the war state of Jiang Chu invasion, our only country-controlling myth in Yiyuan is likely to be given to the outside god...

Forget it, forget it, you can't say such things randomly. Alas, I should have talked to you about those words just now, but it's too late.

After this incident, I found that weak is really the original sin. I was angry with my family and felt that fighting skills are more important than extraordinary levels, which is ridiculous.

It just so happened that the former president of the Yiyuan Dao Alliance, Li Juhe, came out of seclusion and was about to recruit closed disciples. I told my dad and participated in the selection.

Tomorrow is about to start, with a three-week wheel ring.

If you succeed, you will start a year of retreat and practice. If you fail, no, I just want to succeed but not fail now!”
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