Parasitic Cultivator, I Know Everything

Paraquat?

Why is the name so weird... Could it be a weeding thing?

The rather novel name made An Luyang look extremely confused.

This kind of thing that sounds so weird...why can you poison him like this.

Naturally, An Luyang couldn't understand it.

Only Wang Hao, the person involved, knew how terrifying this thing could be.

According to the dose conversion, without dilution, ordinary people have almost no possibility of surviving as long as they take 10 ml orally.

And based on the amount Wang Hao mixed into the wine at the moment... I'm afraid it's more than enough to poison hundreds of people.

Wang Hao glanced at An Luyang, who was lying on the ground. The latter was not stupid, and immediately knew the truth... This guy probably didn't want to keep him alive from the very beginning.

"This poison has no cure, is it?"

Wang Hao nodded slightly, his eyes stayed on An Luyang's **** mouth for a moment, and then said.

"For the sake of your explanation, I can give you a good time."

The latter was silent for a while, before saying categorically.

"You, you have to tell me first, what's this... what's the matter with this poison?!"

Sister Miao from Shuiyue Pavilion is familiar with medical theory and has excellent skills! Why can't the medicine made by her methods be able to solve this kind of unclear poison?

An Luyang didn't understand!

Even if it is death, he has to know it clearly, and it is happy to be a ghost!

As for Wang Hao...he had to be silent for a while when he heard this. It's not that he doesn't want to say it, but even if he does.

Do you understand?

"Why can't we get rid of it? That's because... the lungs on our bodies are such unfortunate structures."

"Ordinary poisons directly react with some more important cells after entering the human body, like blood clotting, blocking nerves, and causing large-scale damage. And this process is consumption, which means that both parties There is a price to be paid.”

If the intake is small enough, it means that there is still room.

And the amount of intake is too exaggerated... It is not surprising that it directly causes serious cell loss and death.

This is also the principle of various highly toxic effects, such as the fierce objects that see blood and seal their throats, are also made based on this principle.

By analogy, some panaceas such as "a hundred poisons are not invaded" are also based on this reason.

"But the structure of this kind of compounded poison is different."

"Simply put, after ingesting it into the body, a person's lungs will recognize this substance as what it needs, so that it is completely absorbed. And this behavior means..."

It does not enter a state of consumption.

"This poison will react in your lungs, deceiving your body by exchanging electrons, so that you can't get oxygen. And that's why you can't breathe."

Poisons in the usual sense are essentially a kind of 'hedging' with the object of intrusion.

The two sides use the human body as a battlefield, killing you to the death. And a similar antidote is to participate in a process of accelerated consumption.

Paraquat is different.

After ingesting it into the body, it is like a well-thought-out puppet army, it will disguise itself and mix into the body camp to carry out deeper damage.

And this behavior, the most important problem is...

Its operation does not participate in the consumption process of hedging at all!

Let me ask, how should a dam that is disintegrating from the inside be defended?

Not to mention the ancient background where this concept is extremely backward, even in modern times with abundant technological conditions and abundant medical resources.

Paraquat is still a terrible poison that can make doctors change their minds.

If gastric lavage is performed from the beginning, or even all venous blood is drawn out for a complete filtration and screening, there may be a chance of survival.

But by this time, the poison had completely settled in the lungs and made a mess of the body. Like a beehive full of holes, now only a shaky stance remains...

How could it be possible to survive like this?

"Our cultivators are very good, from refining Qi, to building foundations, to forming pills. Every progress has been improved by leaps and bounds, but even so... we are still human."

Can't get rid of the dependence on air and food, and can't break through their own 'limits'.

At this time, Wang Hao had no reservations. He even chose a simpler description in order to make the other party understand.

But even so, An Luyang still couldn't understand it.

Cells, structures, electronics, deception...

Between such anthropomorphic rhetoric and description, and the idea in his cognition, a bottomless gulf has already opened up.

This is the gap between the two eras, and it is also the limitation of An Luyang.

He couldn't understand what Wang Hao was saying.

"me……"

He murmured for a while, although he didn't know what Wang Hao said, but at this moment, he also somewhat understood the power of this poison.

But even so~www.wuxiaspot.com~ he still shook his lips and said softly.

"This poison is really, there is no way?"

"I can guarantee that after you let me go, I will cut off from Shuiyue Pavilion from now on! I will leave Muyun Prefecture, so that they can never find me again, I can start over, I beg you..."

Do it all at once, second time tired, third time exhausted. For An Luyang, if he was happy at the beginning, he might be able to die.

But at this point, he didn't want to die.

Wang Hao knew what he was thinking, and he was silent for a while at this moment, then sighed lightly.

"Do you know what it's like to be tortured to death by paraquat?"

An Lu Yang didn't know why, just stared straight at Wang Hao.

"There was once a doctor who made an accurate description. He likened the process to... being buried alive."

Place people into the deep pit that has been dug, and then throw shovel after shovel of soil into it.

From feet, to legs, straight waist, over belly...

until the chest is buried.

The compacted soil will be mixed together, and they will move with the ups and downs of the chest with the action of breathing, and finally gather slowly, making it impossible for people to exchange air.

"You will feel bit by bit that your life is being deprived, but you are incapable of doing anything, and finally, in the emotions of fear and fear, you will run towards death."

When An Luyang heard this, the color in his eyes suddenly dimmed. His teeth were trembling and banging, and he finally said.

"Then, kill me..."

Full of anger, anger, and even a bit of grievance. Wang Hao listened to these emotions together, but just nodded numbly.

"I'll give you a treat."