Hearing the old man finish telling the story, Miyata took a long time to react from the shock and couldn't help asking:

"Then why don't the sensible people and masters just use the essence blood and make a super booster?"

"Because the energy contained in the essence blood is too large, there is still a way to solve it, the most important thing is that there is a remnant soul in it, which will directly devour the soul of the person. The old man said with a sigh of relief.

After listening to the old man's words, a trace of disappointment flashed in his eyes, but immediately he became excited again, knowing the origin of the general's essence blood, he looked forward to the super strong enhancer even more, and hurriedly asked:

"Master, isn't there a drop of essence blood left?"

"How do you think I know that the remnants of the essence blood can devour people's souls?" for this reason, one of our elders ......" The old man stopped his words in time, and there was a hint of pity on the leather face of his boots, that is, I don't know if it is a pity that the essence blood is still human, or both.

"By the way, all the fortifiers and cures are out of production, they are being selected and cultivated too slowly, and we have to implement a new protocol. The old man continued.

"Master, it's not slow, now that we have more than a thousand strengthened manpower, if we stop producing these two potions, especially cures, it will be a huge blow to our cause. Miyata was obviously in a hurry and grabbed the old man's arm.

"Take your dirty hands away?" the old man was imposing, his eyes were full of anger, and Miyata seemed to realize something, and knelt on the ground again, his body trembling.

The old man looked at Miyata, who was kneeling, and didn't call him up, calmed down, and said:

"Then the new plan is about to be executed, there are some things you should know, the more than 1,000 people you mentioned are just the defective products that we have eliminated, and we originally hoped that the new cures could repair them, but they failed, and there are less than 100 people who have really been elected over the years, which is too few, so this method has been rejected by the board of directors.

Next, you have to go all out to produce the Divine Liquid of the Chosen One, and when the production reaches the required level, we can execute the new plan, and humanity will enter a new era!" said the old man's eyes full of madness and greed.

"Haiyi!" Miyata, who was kneeling, also looked solemn, although he didn't know what the specific plan was, but from the amount of production of the Chosen Divine Liquid, there was definitely something big going on, did he want to poison a country, Miyata quickly stopped his thoughts, it was terrible, he knew that the so-called Chosen Divine Liquid was a virus that demuted the curative.

When Miyata couldn't hear the movement anymore, he slowly raised his head, and the old man had disappeared into the office, Miyata stood up and said to himself:

"The essence blood of this minister seems to be extraordinary, and the last drop has no clue now, but the half drop that Yangjing lost before can still find a way, and it is estimated that there are not many remnant souls in the half drop, if I use ......"

Miyata knew that the organization was planning an earth-shattering thing, and he knew a little too much, he had to think about himself, speaking of which, the organization has also gone back in the past few years, a few years ago, Miyata's predecessor lost the company's research enhancer and curative agent in Yangjing, and the remaining half drop of the general's essence blood had his own position.

The first thing Miyata thinks about now is to contact his friend Panasonic in Yangjing as soon as possible, and ask him to help him find clues about half a drop of general's essence blood, Matsushita's strength in Yangjing is stronger than himself, and he and his predecessor were friends who talked about everything, and he should know a lot of information at that time.

The old black man soon reached his lair underground, and his face became hideous:

"Stupid human, if it weren't for the captivity plan to use you, I would have devoured your filthy soul a long time ago, this skin is dying, it looks like it needs to be replaced again. ”

Fusang, Yangjing, the gray-haired Matsushita put down the phone in his hand, muttered for a while, and shouted outward:

"Tell Sanben to find me!"

After a while, a thin but slightly shrewd middle-aged man walked in from the outside, his eyes were full of gloom that could not be dissolved, he glanced at Panasonic with his back to him, did not speak, stopped, bowed his head and chest, and had a respectful attitude.

"Sanbenjun, stop the underground research, seal the half drop of essence blood, deal with all the personnel involved, and never reveal the slightest rumor, and at the same time arrange the people below to find the essence blood of the generals and make some moves. Matsushita didn't look back, looked at the mural in front of him and commanded.

"Hay!" Sanben didn't ask much, and retreated directly.

Panasonic stroked the mural in front of him with his hand, and the corners of his mouth slowly curled:

"Since the location of the altar is correct, then the things recorded in the ancient books must be the same, when I find all five jade plates, open the altar, get the complete blood of the generals, and cure my stubborn diseases, then why not give you half a drop!"

As soon as he finished speaking, he began to cough violently.

Time is not living, the seasons are like flowing, and soon it is the season when the grass is withered and the leaves are yellow, and the geese are flying and the fireflies are hidden, and Zhao Lifan has been in prison for more than three months.

On the morning of September 23, Zhao Lifan did not go to the playground to clean, but went to work in the newly built coal mine with Hong Tianlai and others.

Zhao Lifan's prison is not far from the construction site, and the new coal mine being built now is a prison coal mine, which will be merged with the current prison in the future. Zhao Lifan and his family worked at the coal preparation plant of the future coal mine, the surface building of the coal mine was mainly built by the prisoners, and the shaft was built by a professional team in the society, and the two areas were separated by a high wall, so no one could see anyone.

It's about to be lunch time, everyone hurry up and finish the last bit of work in hand, Zhao Lifan and Hong Tianlai are responsible for the transportation of cement in pairs, because there are more people and the trolley is not enough, so Hong Tianlai uses the trolley, Zhao Lifan directly picks it up, anyway, he has the strength.

Zhao Lifan picked up four bags of cement and walked out, Hong Tianlai pushed a trolley to follow, and the two of them didn't walk a few steps before they arrived at a simple lift, on which a worker was operating a bundle of steel bars and several bags of scaffolding fasteners to rise.

"Elder Hong, little brother, come and rest for a while!" suddenly someone shouted.

Zhao Lifan turned his head to look at it, and couldn't help frowning, it was the prison bully who was able to pick quarrels and provoke trouble when he just arrived in prison, and there were a few people behind him, it should be his little brother, do you want to avenge what happened last time, Zhao Lifan thought so in his heart, and still said:

"No, Hong Lao and I still have a few bags of cement that haven't been delivered, you guys can rest!"

"Don't mind, isn't the little brother still angry about what happened last time, right?

Seeing that Zhao Lifan had dodged, Brother Meng smiled wryly, turned his head and shouted:

"Are you blind, and the cart in your hand is rusty, and you can't come to help!" three or five of his men reluctantly stood up and came over with the cart, and they each had a small cart.

"Why are they all fenced up? Is Lao Tzu a girl, good-looking? Leave two people to help Hong Lao and the little brother send the cement over, and the rest of the people go over there to push the remaining cement over, didn't you hear the little brother say that there are still a few bags?

"Little brother, don't mind, I'm really looking for you and Hong Lao to have something to do, over there, please!" he said, pointing to the shade under the wall under the slope of the elevator.

Zhao Lifan saw him rushing to help him work, so naturally there was no reason not to agree, he took out his flat shoulder and strode over, he wanted to see what kind of medicine this guy bought in the gourd, Hong Tianlai also followed with a puzzled face.

After getting to the corner, Brother Meng took out a box of cigarettes out of nowhere, took out one, and handed it over, Hong Tianlai and Zhao Lifan both shook their heads and refused, he didn't smoke it and put it in, and said:

"What happened before was really wrong with brothers, and I apologize to the two of you here!"

Zhao Lifan saw that Hong Lao didn't mean to speak, so he said:

"It's all over, didn't you say it, if you don't fight, you don't know each other, what's the matter?"

"It's a bit of a matter to invite you two here, it's a long story, so wait a minute, I'll go see those little bunnies, don't be mistaken, it's too much of a sin to be busy. After speaking, Brother Meng turned around directly and left quickly. Zhao Lifan and Hong Tianlai glanced at each other, full of doubts, Zhao Lifan said:

"I'll take a look!"

Seeing Hong Tianlai nodding, he lifted the flat pole in his hand and chased it in the direction of Brother Meng, and after walking a few steps, he saw Brother Meng in front of him turn around and nodded diagonally, and at the same time the horizontal flesh on his face trembled, Zhao Lifan had a bad premonition, but he didn't know what it was.