Stop In The Deep Sea

When Mr. Mei heard this, the stone in his heart finally fell to the ground. Before, he was still worried whether the other party would refuse. After all, it was the first time they met, and it was not a close relationship.

Apparently, she made the right bet.

After half an hour of adjusting his breath, Wang Xin's physical strength has recovered to some extent.

Xiaoyue leaned against the wall and slept soundly. Because she had just sucked up all the spiritual energy of Pangshan, she probably wouldn't have another attack in a short time.

Wang Xin felt that it was time to leave. If he stayed too long, it might bring unnecessary trouble to Mr. Mei.

When he stood up and was about to leave, he saw Mr. Mei picking up a medicine bottle and drinking the transparent liquid inside.

What's important is that the potion bottle has skull and radiation symbols on it!

Wang Xin frowned and asked anxiously: "Sir, what are you...?!!!"

Mr. Mei wiped the corners of his mouth. After a moment of silence, a kind smile appeared on his face again. He pointed at the little girl and said slowly:

"If I don't die, it will be difficult for her to live."

Wang Xin immediately put down Di Zai in his arms and rushed forward in three steps: "Mr. Mei, my friends and I will help you find a way. Don't let your imagination run wild."

After saying that, he used his inner strength and mental skills to tap Mr. Mei's body a few times quickly, sealing her tendons and blood, trying to force the poison out with his true energy.

Obviously, he didn't realize the seriousness of the matter.

"Don't waste your efforts. If a person in the field of science and technology is determined to die, even gods coming will not be able to save him." Mr. Mei said with a smile.

It seems that in her eyes, death is nothing but a trivial matter.

"No!" Wang Xin was anxious, "I must save you!"

In his view, it would be difficult for scientific researchers like Mei Yulan to cultivate successors of comparable strength within a few decades, which would undoubtedly set back the scientific and technological level of China as a whole.

This is Yu Gong, and Yu Ziwang Xin doesn't want her to die so silently.

Because the height that Mr. Mei has reached in the scientific world is like an ancient warrior reaching the top of the Burning Realm. He has encountered many difficulties and obstacles along the way. It is really not easy.

But the result was exactly as she said. Wang Xin poured Qi into his eyes and found that in just a few seconds, the radiation agent had already destroyed most of the organs.

In particular, the lungs and digestive tract have become irreversible fibrosis at a speed visible to the naked eye.

"Mr. Mei, why are you bothering?" Wang Xin glanced at the little girl next to him, "You are the only relative she has left. If you also..."

Mr. Mei spit out a mouthful of blood and began to breathe hard.

"You don't understand. Every scientific researcher who is at the forefront of the world is destined to face this choice."

They control the core technology, so the Mimicry Alliance will definitely try their best to win over them, but if they cannot become allies, they can only destroy them.

Even if there is a chance to escape back to the land in the future, they will still be hunted. With the style of the Mimic Alliance, they must achieve their goals even if they hide to the ends of the earth.

Mr. Mei knew this truth very well, so he came up with this strategy to end his own life in exchange for the safety of his granddaughter.

At this point, Wang Xin had to accept the reality and stopped stepping forward to stop him. It was useless to continue to consume the true energy in his body.

Now that the number of days has been decided, let’s respect Mr. Mei’s choice.

Wang Xin grabbed the little girl next to him and covered her eyes. He didn't want the little girl to leave a lifelong psychological shadow at her most innocent age.

Mr. Mei spat out a mouthful of black blood again, and a look of pain appeared on her face. The black blood spilled on the brick wall, making a "sizzling" sound.

Wang Xin quickly picked up the little girl and took a few steps back, feeling mixed emotions in his heart.

Immediately afterwards, Mr. Mei's muscles began to atrophy.

It could be seen from the movement of raising her hand that she wanted to make a goodbye gesture, but the spasms and twitching all over her body became more and more severe, and she had no choice but to give up.

After another few dozen seconds, the twitching stopped.

Her life came to an end.

Her pupils were dilated, and the end of her gaze where she disappeared was her most beloved granddaughter.

At this moment, the girl was crying loudly.

She was just young, but not stupid. Although her eyes were blocked, she knew what had just happened.

"Grandma, I want grandma...grandma woo woo..."

Listening to that childish voice and helpless look, Wang Xin felt as if there was a knife in his chest, gouging out his heart.

The most painful thing in the world is this.

He reached out and tapped the girl's back. The girl stopped crying instantly and fell into his arms.

"Go to sleep, you'll be fine after some sleep."

After settling the little girl, Wang Xin lit Mr. Mei's body on fire. In an instant, billowing smoke filled the entire slow water room.

Looking at the two women and the cat who were sleeping beside him, he used his true energy to create a cyclone on the arched roof to guide the smoke outside.

The flames were burning brightly, and he stared at the beating light, his eyes gradually blurring.

All kinds of things in the world are depressing.

There are always so many people working silently and carrying the burden forward, even if they disappear silently from this world in the end, it doesn't matter.

Mr. Mei was so arrogant that he would rather give his life than join the Mimic Alliance.

This "Sir" is absolutely reasonable and appropriate.

She is like an invincible sword that can cut through all the haze and cut off any obstacles, even the word "death". She does not dare to be domineering in front of her.

Thinking of this, Wang Xin bowed deeply towards the fire.

"Mr. Mei Yulan, have a nice journey."

After a while, the body was burned out. Wang Xin took some ashes, put them in a bag, and kept them close to him.

Since ancient times, China has emphasized that fallen leaves return to their roots and people return to their hometown after death. This is all he can do.

At this time, dense footsteps came from the ground above their heads.

"It's broken. There must have been too much smoke when the body was burned. How could I have forgotten this?"

Wang Xin frowned and turned around to walk towards the entrance.

But as soon as he took two steps, a huge explosion sounded.

"boom--!"

Wang Xin immediately ran the "Great Heaven Sutra", stimulating the true energy in his body, forming an energy barrier in front of him, blocking Dai Xingyue and the little girl.

Smoke suddenly filled the slow water room.

After a while, the smoke dispersed.

Wang Xin took a closer look and saw that the entire ground had been blown up and the basement had become an open-air environment.

Huang Chenxu was holding a detonator, squatting on the edge of the ruins, looking down at Wang Xin with excitement on his face.

Behind him, a group of mimics were arranged in a fan shape.

"Hahahaha, I found it." Huang Chenxu said sarcastically, "I didn't expect that a dignified cultivator would hide in the sewer, hahahaha..."