Looking at the year of printing on the banknote, Li Tongchen couldn't help frowning.

What is it?

Misprinted banknotes?

Although he had never touched this thing, he had heard that the value of the wrong banknote was extremely high, and it was cherished by many collectors.

It's just that the developer behind the real apocalyptic game would give him a wrong version of the bill as a gift?

Staring at the words of 2025 on it, Li Tongchen's face sank like water.

As a god-level figure in the medical field, he also has a certain amount of dabbling in psychology in his spare time.

When he was playing the game, he already felt that the person who developed the game was not just for fun, and many game tasks had obvious selection tendencies.

Choose someone who will be able to save humanity at all costs.

A lot of moral torture in the game is even more direct to people's hearts.

For many of the concepts revealed by this developer in the game, Li Tongchen himself is also highly agreeable.

This may be why he became one of the people who cleared the game and got the vaccine ingredients.

Because of this, there must be a reason for what the other party does.

This banknote must have a meaning behind it.

After staring at the banknote in his hand for a few minutes, Li Tongchen took out his mobile phone and dialed a phone number.

It was his old classmate Wang Aihua, who currently works at the central bank and is a high-level official in coinage.

The phone was quickly dialed, and a gentle, familiar voice rang:

"Lao Li, hahaha, you old boy, Lasker Prize winner in medicine, Nobel Prize is about to be in the bag, big hero! Hahahaha, you are an old tree blooming new flowers! I'm as busy as a bear, why do you have time to call me? When will you come to the capital to congratulate you? No, I have to make you bleed, I want to invite my brother to have a big meal, I tell you, I won't go if I don't drink Moutai. ”

Hearing Wang Aihua's words, Li Tongchen couldn't help but feel warm in his heart.

He and Wang Aihua are high school classmates, both from a small county, and they supported and took care of each other all the way when they were young, and they were basically the people he trusted the most.

"I know nonsense, what is the Nobel Prize, there is no eight characters, drink Moutai, drink Moutai, I'm still afraid of your amount of two taels?" Li Tongchen pouted and said.

"Hahaha, okay, you can't shirk any surgery this time, don't get drunk and rest!" Wang Aihua laughed, and then his voice became solemn, and he asked, "Say, what's the matter?" Knives in the sky? ”

Nonsense is nonsense, he naturally knows that his old classmate is a super busy person now, and if there is nothing unexpected during this time, he will not look for him.

"I have a banknote here, and I want you to help me see if it's the wrong ticket." Li Tongchen said calmly, "Recently, I like to collect." So, I'll send it directly to your home? ”

Wang Aihua knew that the calmer his old friend was, the more it meant that things were not simple, so he didn't ask at the moment, and said: "Don't, send it directly to my office, if you make a fortune, I can also follow a little light." ”

"Okay." After Li Tongchen finished speaking, he hung up the phone directly.

After thinking for a moment, he put the hundred-dollar bill into an envelope, asked the assistant to call for a courier, and watched the things being bagged and sent away.

He didn't go back to the office, but took a taxi directly to Huashan Hospital and found a friend with whom he had a few faces, Vice President Lu Ran.

Both are elites in the medical field, and he and Lu Ran have only met at a few academic conferences, and they can only be regarded as acquaintances.

Among the thirteen people who discovered the gargoyle virus vaccine this time, there was Lu Ran.

At this time, although Lu Ran had just made a great achievement, he was still seeing the patient, and when he saw Li Tongchen appear, he just nodded slightly, as if he had expected him to come over.

Li Tongchen was not in a hurry, and sat on the side and waited for Lu Ran to finish the consultation.

When several nurses and doctors in the consultation room saw Li Tongchen appear, they all looked reverent and nervous, and wanted to chat with him but didn't dare.

Li Tongchen smiled and chatted with everyone, and then took the tea handed by everyone, looking like an academic master at all, but like an old man next door who sees a doctor.

At this time, it was already afternoon, and the consultation time ended quickly, but Lu Ran's expert number was hung up with a lot of people, so it was delayed for a while.

When the patients and doctors and nurses had gone out, Li Tongchen gently closed the door, locked it, turned his head to Lu Ran and asked:

"Doctor Lu, are you a player?"

Lu Ran obviously understood that Li Tongchen would ask this sentence, nodded and said calmly:

"Yes, we should all be disciples, otherwise we won't be able to get the vaccine ingredients."

Then Lu Ran continued:

"Doctor Li, it's a bit reckless for you to come to me directly, although the developer didn't say anything, but since he used the game to notify us, it means that he is on guard against something, maybe the person who made him vigilant is hiding among us."

Li Tongchen shook his head with a smile and said:

"I may not be able to trust other people, but I can still trust Dr. Lu, I have read your resume, and you were also on the front line of SARS at that time."

If the people who can fight to save lives on the front line of the clinic in the midst of the pandemic are not trustworthy, it is really difficult to find trustworthy people.

Lu Ran also smiled slightly, nodded and said, "You also found ......"

"Of course, isn't that developer's set up all kinds of level tests just like us? And he is not afraid of others finding him, because he is confident that no one will find him......" Li Tongchen said slowly.

The developers don't care.

"Just, why would he do it? Why tell us about the vaccine composition in this way? Player organization? He's going to form his own organization? Just one gargoyle plague? It doesn't make any sense...... Unless ......"

Lu Ran lit a cigarette, took a puff, and then Li Tongchen's words said:

"Unless he still needs us in the future, something like the gargoyle epidemic will happen again......"

The two of them glanced at each other, their expressions became solemn, and the smoke spit out by Lu Ran was like a fog, enveloping everything......

A similar scene happened to the thirteen selected medical champions.

All the disciples wondered who was gathering them.

And for what is the purpose of gathering them?

It's just that although they are confused, they all abide by a rule, that is, they will never tell anyone other than the disciples about the real apocalyptic game.

Including other players.

Even if the developers don't seem to care.

They have been exposed to psychology to a greater or lesser extent, and they have a vague guess in their hearts, but they don't want to believe it.

Because if their speculation is true, then everything is too frightening......

……

National Oceanic and Atmospheric Administration (NOAA) Headquarters Building, Silver Spring, Maryland, Eagle Nation.

Edith, assistant to the director, stood by the floor-to-ceiling window of his office, looking out at the storm and falling into deep thought.

The Gulfstream plane in the bureau should have taken off to track the hurricane, but his heart was at rock bottom.

Although the vaccine was eventually developed, and timely mandatory injections were carried out, controlling the spread of the gargoyle epidemic, it was still a little late.

Half of the members of the entire exploration team, including Jason, the leader of the "Okanos" exploration team, have been almost completely petrified, and finally could not be saved due to organ failure.

In addition, many colleagues in the bureau have become disabled due to the symptoms of petrification in the early stage.

The reason for all this is because they secretly salvaged the relics blocked by the Chinese scientific expedition team, and salvaged a large number of prehistoric stone statues like virus bombs.

And this operation was carried out by him despite public opinion, and it can be said that he cannot escape the blame for all these evil consequences.

It's just that now, his memory is a little vague, and he can't remember why he has such an obsession with that ruin, and even quietly reported to the highest level, and conducted in-depth lobbying before he obtained the permission to forcibly excavate.

Did he do it wrong?

He just didn't want his country to miss out on this opportunity, or rather not for his team......

Perhaps......

Looking back now, why did he believe so firmly that there was something good in this ruin that could decide the fate of the country?

Just then, the phone on his desk rang.

Edith picked up the earpiece, and suddenly there was a white noise inside, followed by a low, muffled sound, as if the human heart was being clutched.

This was followed by a slightly hoarse whisper:

“…… Go to hell...... Forgive oneself...... Die...... I forgive you...... Just die...... Forgive you...... Dead ......"

Edith's eyes became dazed, he raised his hand to hang up the phone, opened the drawer, and pulled out a revolver from inside, holding it against his jaw.

"Bang!"