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[Jiang Xiao! It's @#%! Guess what @#% is! There's a god inside named &*^!@! He is the source of ￥#! They have existed since time immemorial, they are eternal!]
"Ok?"
"What's wrong, Dad?"
"Oh! Right! We have outside help! Have they guessed which god it is?"
"Uh, they must have guessed, their tone was very excited, but I can't hear them, the key words are just background noise, what are they trying to say?"
Old Yang opened his eyes weakly and gave a bitter smile.
"As I said, I can't mention that person's name directly. I don't know if your foreign aid will come at a price."
This is difficult.
Even people from other worlds can't tell me information.
How to do?
The Dragon Kingdom's live stream room fell silent.
They realized that the higher-ups had passed on the message, but Jiang Xiao couldn't hear anything about Cthulhu.
Jiang Xiao also had a vague feeling that he should know what it was, but he just couldn't remember it no matter what he tried.
"Mr. Yang, I'm so sorry, I should have read more books."
"fine."
Old Yang sighed, seemingly experiencing a brief moment of lucidity before death, and his tone became as fluent as before.
"It's amazing that you guys have been able to communicate with me normally for so long. You know, those other guys couldn't even hear what I was saying."
hiss.
What a bizarre and creepy story!
Jiang Xiao slumped onto the bed and hugged Shi Shi in his arms.
Seeing Old Yang's breathing growing weaker and weaker, he couldn't help but feel a surge of anger.
"Damn it! What kind of bastard is this? What kind of god is he?! To me, he's just a pile of crap! If he's so tough, come out and face me head-on! Damn it, you insidious scum! When I see him, I think I'll shove a pile of shit in his mouth! Damn it!"
Seeing that Jiang Xiao was hurling such harsh insults while he himself showed no unusual reaction, Old Yang smiled with satisfaction.
"Hmm, you really are special. Perhaps I'm overthinking it, but since the prophecy mentions that you are the key to saving us, the ending must have already been predetermined."
4:24 AM.
The world's most authoritative scholar in the field of history passed away peacefully in helicopter A-001.
Logically speaking, Old Yang died of old age.
But this state of death...
His entire body was covered in age spots, and there seemed to be worms pupating inside. Some of his skin was broken, and you could see some white worm tails wriggling at the wounds.
It was too horrible, too ugly; even Shi Shi couldn't bear to look at it.
'boom! '
The moment the old man stopped breathing, Jiang Xiao's door was kicked open, and a group of old men rushed in in a panic.
However, it was not to help prepare Mr. Yang's remains for his funeral.
Instead, they were searching through his body.
Jiang Xiao watched quietly; there must be a reason why they did it this way.
Finally, they pulled a tape recorder out of Old Yang's pocket.
recorder?
Was Mr. Yang recording the entire conversation just now?
pity.
After hearing this, everyone looked dejected.
Death
The most important thing is gone.
After Jiang Xiao said, "Can we try a different approach? You...you tap me and see if you can subtly hint at what this major discovery you're trying to make is,"
The recordings that followed were all background noise.
An old man slumped down beside Old Yang, holding his body and wailing.
"Waaaaah, Old Yang vaguely guessed everything this afternoon. He spent the whole day making so many preparations, but in the end, it was all for nothing? He even lost his life?"
"What a pity! We can't even hear what he's saying, let alone help him!"
Jiang Xiao understood that not being able to hear it likely meant the same thing as not being able to hear Blue Star's reminder—it would turn into a busy signal.
I feel the main reason is that their "spirituality" is much shallower than mine.
I was able to communicate with Mr. Yang indirectly.
Only those few keywords were blocked.
They didn't even have the right to communicate with Mr. Yang; they could only hope that Mr. Yang would provide recording equipment in advance.
However, what was unexpected was that these electronic devices were all affected by "God".
"No!"
An old man with red eyes tremblingly pulled a blue reagent from his pocket.
"Old Yang had one last trick up his sleeve. He was worried that if too many people knew about it, the gods would find out, so he only told me! I refuse to believe that even if the gods are powerful, they can't possibly predict that someone who has already died can come back to life!"
Chapter 539 Old Yang's Endless Backup Plan
"When Elder Yang asked for the helicopter to be arranged, he had already brought this medicine over."
“Uh,” Jiang Xiao couldn’t help but interrupt them: “Can you tell me in detail what exactly happened?”
"Is such that."
In fact, when Old Yang was waiting for Jiang Xiao to arrive at the school, he had already begun investigating the incident.
What a coincidence.
Mr. Yang had a close friend, who was also a giant in the field of history. However, this friend of Mr. Yang died mysteriously not long ago. Before his death, he sent Mr. Yang a message.
"What information?" Jiang Xiao pressed.
The others shook their heads, indicating that only Old Yang knew that information.
"and then?"
"Then, after that, Old Yang became somewhat absent-minded, frantically searching for information in the historical anecdotes and unofficial histories, and even carefully studying theology."
"You should know that before this, Old Yang was a staunch conservative who only believed in official history and treated unofficial histories as mere stories."
After reviewing countless documents, he finally proved that an unimaginable entity has always been with us humans.
But it is intangible, unobservable, and cannot even be described in words.
Old Yang tried to tell them, and even went to some lengths to do so.
Jiang Xiao nodded. No wonder, when Old Yang came in tonight, he felt that he looked very haggard.
I initially thought it was because I didn't sleep well on the plane, but now it seems I paid the "price" of chatting.
Unfortunately, they couldn't hear anything, and they had almost forgotten what Old Yang had talked about with them.
At first, Mr. Yang thought that this situation occurred because that unimaginable being disliked being talked about or recorded by others.
But later he realized...
It's not that people forbid you from talking about him, but rather that human thought and existence are simply not worthy of touching even a single cell of his.
Humans are like a single cell.
That entity is equivalent to a galaxy.
How could a single-celled organism possibly comprehend the existence of a galaxy?
Therefore, he finally thought of Jiang Xiao, the demon prince who was prophesied to end this disaster.
"Before he came over, he told us that he would be carrying a recorder because he wasn't sure if his communication with you went smoothly. If there were no results, we could review your conversation together."
"It's obvious that this method has failed."
"Yes, but just now, not long after Mr. Yang died, I received a message from him."
"What?"
He's dead, how can I send him a message?
"That's where Old Yang's brilliance lies. This is the message he sent me in advance. Take a look."
[Comrade Sun Silao, by the time you see this message, I should already be dead in the Demon Prince's room. Please don't be angry or blame him, because this has nothing to do with him. Listen carefully, there's a black box in my bedroom containing a reagent. With it, I can live for a few more seconds. So even if it were a god, he couldn't have predicted that I possessed this "resurrection" technique, haha.]
"This potion is as precious as a century's worth of tax revenue from an entire continent! With it, Old Yang could truly be brought back to life!"