Chapter 261 Sacrifice

Everyone secretly noted down the intelligence network of Xirong Godsmith.

This really made people have to take it seriously.

Now, an emergency has occurred. As the top academic city in Jiuzhou, they must study the disaster.

"I'll call the medical school next door." Xinyi Baishan stood up. Anyway, he, a blacksmith, couldn't understand it, so he just went to run errands next door.

Sanse Yunhong thought about it and said seriously: "Let those creatures be tested and do some simple tests remotely."

Soon the test began.

He commanded these little blacksmiths to cut off the hair, pull it out, and test various physical skills remotely.

Soon, as the test progressed, Sanse Yunhong frowned more and more, "Strange, too strange, this is not a toxin, it's something deeper."

"What is it?" The sword fairy also ran over to ask.

Sanse Yunhong shook his head, "It looks like a puppet."

"Puppet?" The sword fairy was stunned.

"Yes." Sanse Yunhong said, "It's strange that it does look like some kind of flesh and blood puppet system. Do you think this thing just makes people grow hair? Of course, it's impossible to do such a thing. There must be something deeper."

"My guess is that it's a puppet. It's just that the owner of some puppets doesn't control them, so they are free!"

After this was said.

Everyone was shocked!

Puppet?

If it's true, then isn't it a contagious puppet virus?

As long as you are infected, the black hand behind the scenes can control your body as a puppet at any time?

Sanse Yunhong said, "I'm not sure yet. If I can get those hairs, I can go and check them."

"Wait for others to come."

Soon, other divine doctors also came.

They kept discussing and asked the blacksmiths to test it remotely. It really looked like a puppet.

But they still didn't dare to send those black hairs over.

Before knowing how this thing was transmitted, sending it over was extremely risky.

Soon, the group of people stopped fighting crickets and started to work together to study. Various experiments were proposed and various tests were conducted remotely.

Even some drugs and potions for testing were also released remotely by Ning Zheng.

Those fluffy little blacksmiths were constantly being experimented on.

They kept coming up with guesses and testing them with potions.

"Sorry, he might die, but" Sanse Yunhong and others looked at the monkey blacksmith opposite.

Will he die?

The hairy blacksmith was delighted.

Oh my god, this planner is so naughty. I thought it was a dungeon to fight monsters, but it turned out to be such a plot. Isn't it exciting? ?

He looked upright:

"It's okay. Life is what I want, and righteousness is what I want. I can't have both, so I'll sacrifice my life for righteousness."

The people on the opposite side were silent.

"History will remember you." Sanse Yunhong said.

Bang!

"I will die for justice!! This life is not lived in vain!" Soon, this blacksmith exploded in a roar and turned into blood mist, perfectly performing a tragic martyr.

"My best friend is not afraid, so I am not afraid either!" said another blacksmith who was watching. He strode out, listened to the experiment of the crowd, straightened his back, and died generously.

Boom!

Another fluffy blacksmith exploded.

A group of top doctors and alchemists in Jiuzhou looked at the martyrs who died heroically from a distance, and couldn't help but become more silent.

Soon, the experimental subjects were almost consumed.

"What should we do?"

"The number of infected people is a little insufficient."

"But"

Some of them wanted to say that they should just capture a group of people to infect them and then do experiments.

Sacrifice is necessary.

If such dangerous and unknown things are not explored, the sacrifice may not be one or two people, but tens of millions of people.

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But no one said so.

If this sentence is said, the reputation of the scholar will be ruined!

Just when they were in a dilemma, a new human blacksmith stood up.

"Everyone, let me do it."

The man was a young blacksmith who had just been reborn from the resurrection point and turned into a human. He ran back and said with a heavy face:

"My wife just died. If she dies, I don't want to live alone. We, the Xirong Godsmith, have never been afraid of death?"

After saying that, he entered the lava pit. After a while, hair quickly spread all over his body. The young man's face was filled with despair, relief, and grief.

"Please test me." The ape said so.

In a short while.

He was covered in blood.

Everyone finally changed color.

From silence to complexity, they are not heartless people.

"Gentlemen! You and I are both idealists. We sacrificed our lives and shed our blood. Why should we be afraid of death? Even if I die today, our spirit will be passed on in the hearts of tens of millions of compatriots, and we will surely break through the ground again!"

Peng.

He exploded with the experiment.

His back was straight, and he died standing up with his hands on a cane.

His backbone, unyielding until death, made everyone's heart tremble.

Another human girl stood up, with a kind of stubbornness and perseverance unique to scholars, and walked very straight and meticulously, "Gentlemen, how can only men sacrifice in the world? Women also have the heart to defend their country and contribute to the human race!"

She raised her hand and saluted.

Doukouhong and other powerful people in the conference room were silent, and they all returned a military salute.

"I have no regrets in my life." The woman smiled like a flower, "The people I saved are all our compatriots!"

She soon died in the experiment.

But she opened her hands in the explosion, like a bird spreading its wings, and with a loud bang, she welcomed the end of her life with a free and easy smile.

Soon, more people joined in.

"I'm here too!"

"I love my hometown, I have a girlfriend who loves me, and I planned to propose to her in the bright sunshine of spring in a dozen days, but now, I have more important things." Someone walked out silently.

"No, you go back! Your girlfriend..."

"Who doesn't have relatives in this world? We all have people who miss us, but we have to sacrifice." The young man laughed bitterly.

One by one, the young men and women walked out, with smiles on their lips and unyielding flames in their eyes, and entered the lava pit, decisively accepting the infection.

And Man Tianshou and Sanse Yunhong, the best craftsman and doctor in Kyushu, were once such arrogant people.

But now they are completely convinced, staring at this scene in amazement, muttering in disbelief:

"Xirong, the weapon of the morning sun, are they crazy? What on earth allows them to abandon their instinct for survival and have the courage to die? A force can send so many pure and great people. This force is too crazy and too terrible."

Xinyi Baishan's eyes were also a little complicated, and she remembered the letter describing Xirong the craftsman.

Xinyi Baishan said to the people around him: "I have heard people's comments about them. You can read it."

He took out a letter from the space bag, and saw that it said.

[I guarantee it with my life! In that villa, a forging miracle is happening that is more mythical than myths and legends, and is the result of countless lives and blood and tears! ]

[They are full of the pure and heroic glory of pilgrimage. ]

[Just like the ancient humans struggling in the mud, one after another, lighting the torches of civilization with their lives! That is a passion that comes from the origin of life! ]

Everyone was silent.

Xirong Godsmith

Before, they almost never saw their real people, only a few hosts.

Now, every member of their internal has a glorious ideal and the determination to die bravely.

What kind of great organization is this!

Everyone became more silent.

The insiders of Xirong God Craftsman actually

They completely understood that the other party had opened up the prelude to the double-circulation immortal path, which meant the sacrifice and dedication of generations.

At this time, everyone's face was complicated.

Some even burst into tears, sighing at the great faith of the Xirong God Craftsman and the tenacity of the spirit of sacrificing for the sake of the human race.

Everyone was speechless and stood for a long time.

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