"ah!"
Looking at the blurred faces and distorted smiles, the old professor seemed to hear someone calling him. Familiar voices and familiar faces appeared in front of him.
These familiar faces are all his students.
"Teacher, we will definitely succeed this time."
"Teacher, look, the medicine is working. This time our medicine will definitely bring maximum benefits."
"Teacher, you succeeded. Your current physical condition is better than that of our young people. God, this is simply a miracle. Great teacher."
The old voice lingered in his ears, but the scene suddenly changed, and a bloody face appeared in front of him.
The skin was dry and oozing with blood, and even the eyes were broken.
"It hurts! Teacher, give me water, give me water!"
The heartbreaking screams, which could no longer be identified as human voices, surrounded the old professor like ghost voices.
At this time, the old professor suddenly stepped on the white coat in his hand. His arm tightened, and it felt like someone pulled him. When he lowered his head, he saw another student holding his arm tightly with both hands.
This student had beautiful long brown hair that covered her face, but he recognized her as his favorite female student. She was such a bright and intelligent girl.
Looking at the student, the old professor opened his mouth, but had no time to speak. He only saw her raising her head, with torn pieces of flesh hanging on her bloody face, and staring at him with resentful eyes.
"Why do you want to kill us? Why do you want to kill us!!!"
"No! No! It's not me, don't come here."
The scenes in front of him caused the old professor's spirit to completely collapse. When he flicked his arm, the coat wrapped around his arm just happened to trip him to the ground.
The old professor fell to the ground, supporting his body with both hands and retreating. As he retreated, he screamed: "Don't come over, please, don't come over. I didn't mean it. I've been working hard for half my life, and I don't want to continue." Yes, the key technology is mine, it’s mine!”
The old professor knew very well how powerful this potion was. As long as he had the formula for this potion, whether it was the Reincarnation Sect or other city lords, they would all fawn on him.
At that time, the old professor seemed to see the future, and saw that his achievements in the medical field would surpass everyone else and become a medical giant. For a moment, the flashlights focused on him, making him excited!
And this honor that was so close at hand made him unable to suppress the devil in his heart, and he was unwilling to share this honor with anyone, even his most valued students. They were too young, too young for him. envy.
When I was their age, I wasn't as lucky as them. But now, my success is the result of my lifetime's hard work.
Why should they, why should they enjoy such scenery with themselves? Why should they step on their own shoulders and stand higher, farther and more promising than themselves?
The old professor sat on the ground, in a daze, his eyes narrowed into a straight line, staring at the air in front of him, and whispered: "Don't you...should die?"
"Hahahaha, damn, damn! You all deserve to die!"
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Zhan Jingyi stood in front of the door, looking at the old professor who had gone crazy, and couldn't help but shake his head. Some people are not greedy for power or vanity, and regard money as garbage.
They are upright and upright, but that doesn't mean they have no desires or pursuits. What they pursue is something on another level. Maybe it's an opportunity to leave a name in history, maybe it's to prove their own glory, or even to satisfy their own ambitions. An ambitious plan.
Or even worse, just to change someone's perspective on themselves.
In front of this kind of person, anyone who blocks his steps or even attempts to be on par with him is a stumbling block for him, whether it is his students, brothers, or even relatives, friends, wives, children, and parents.
Without exception, anyone who stands in my way! die!
There are many such people in Chinese history who single-handedly harmed the entire family, such as Fang Xiaoru in the Ming Dynasty.
After retracting his divergent thoughts, Zhan Jingyi sat back on the chair. When he entered this room before, his mental power scanned the blood words on the black glass, but the old professor didn't know it clearly.
So, when the old professor handed him the water cup, he mentally scanned the water quality and found some additives in it. At this time, even if Zhan Jingyi didn't know what was in it, he knew it was definitely not good stuff.
Therefore, he simply overturned the table and explained the matter clearly. However, he did not expect that the old professor's nerves were already on the verge of collapse. He was so frightened that he went crazy.
Sitting there quietly, beads of sweat falling down drop by drop, when he couldn't bear it anymore, Zhan Jingyi would take out the unopened bottle of pure water he found in the room and drink it in small sips.
When the human body loses a lot of water, water flows out of cells and tissues in the body, resulting in a high osmotic pressure state in the cells. At this time, you must not drink a large amount of water. Once you suddenly drink a large amount of water, it will be diluted and form a hypotonic state.
In this way, it is easy to cause the body to become hypotonic and dehydrated. In severe cases, it can lead to symptoms such as syncope and even shock.
As time passed, Zhan Jingyi's body temperature gradually began to stabilize. As his breathing rhythm slowed down, he took a long breath and finally recovered from the damn adaptation period.
I stood up and moved my body slowly. I felt that my whole body was in good condition. When I moved slightly, I could hear the bones in my body rattling.
"It really works!"
Zhan Jingyi moved his hands and feet and carefully felt the changes in his body before and after taking the medicine. It can be said that this medicine is indeed useful, but the improvement to his body is not great, and can even be described as weak.
Perhaps as a mutant, especially myself, this body has become very powerful after resurrecting from the dead. The body's own physique is already strong enough, so the potion's ability to increase the effect is limited.
But even so, it is already a very remarkable medicine. If it is injected into ordinary people, the effect will definitely be very obvious, which means that this medicine is of extraordinary value.
Opening the safe, Zhan Jingyi saw a few more potions inside, and the finished product, so he naturally took these potions into his pocket without hesitation as his trophies.
Zhan Jingyi had just put away the medicine when he saw the old professor slowly opening the laboratory door and walking out.
When the old professor's eyes caught sight of Zhan Jingyi, he didn't know what prompted him. He suddenly rushed to the water dispenser, hugged the water outlet, and started drinking.
While drinking, he screamed: "Look, it's not poisonous, it's not poisonous, I didn't kill you, I didn't kill you!"
Until Zhan Jingyi walked out of the laboratory, the old professor's voice continued to yell. Zhan Jingyi did not comment on this, and he was too lazy to punish evil and promote good.
To put it bluntly, this matter has nothing to do with him. It can only be said that his own psychological quality is not strong enough.
While killing people, saving people at the same time.
While receiving moral praise, he does not admit his dark and bloody methods.
For this kind of person, even if this time had not happened, one day in the future, the result would still be the same. As the saying goes, those who achieve great things do not stick to trivial matters, and this is what it means.
If you don’t believe it, just look through the history books and look carefully. You will find that all the historical records in them are described with the blood of countless people.
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