BXBX NOVEL Chapter 328: The Gem
Chapter 328: Chapter 328: The Gem
Jian nodded. "The blood in your body now is mixed with countless lethal toxins—heavy metals, radioactive elements, and various complex compounds. Any of these elements alone could kill most people. Especially the radioactive elements; conservatively speaking, the elements in your body right now could suffice to develop ten atomic bombs."
Yang Chen swallowed hard. "You mean I\'ve got ten atomic bombs inside me?"
"What do you think? Do you think I\'d be this upset for no reason?! Do you realize how inconceivable it is that you\'re standing here looking perfectly normal?" Jian had abandoned her aristocratic poise and was shouting now.
Yang Chen inwardly praised the martial arts skills passed down by Song Tianxing. They were truly miraculous if they could suppress this situation. Thinking this way, Eastern martial arts cultivation seemed even more domineering than the power of the main god! He wondered if he still had a chance to advance to a higher level, considering he had already completed the final layer of the "Derivative Sutra," with no more techniques left to practice.
"If it\'s that serious, is there any hope for me?" This was Yang Chen\'s foremost concern.
Frowning, Jian replied, "If we\'re purely talking about eliminating these harmful substances, that\'s entirely possible. While Blue Storm\'s technology is top-notch globally, as long as these substances have been identified in this world, I\'m confident I can deal with them. The problem is, the drugs in your body have already spread throughout your bloodstream and affected a large amount of tissue. Even if I were to develop a specific antidote to neutralize these substances, it wouldn\'t be feasible to neutralize your entire body. After all, it\'s like using poison to fight poison; while it can address your current elements, it could introduce other harmful substances to your body."
Yang Chen pondered for a moment. "So, if I could concentrate all these harmful substances in one part of my body, could you then help me deal with it?"
Jian was taken aback. "Could you do that? How is that possible? There\'s absolutely no scientific theory that supports this!"
"It\'s not science," Yang Chen said proudly. "It\'s internal power."
"Internal power?" Jian pondered for a moment. "You mean that thing you mentioned before, the technique you learned from Yan Xia\'s summer? That mystical thing that lacks scientific basis?"
"Yes, exactly. I made a breakthrough a few days ago, and I believe if I give it my all, I can achieve it. Although it will cause severe pain, if I concentrate these substances forcibly into one organ, I\'m confident I can do it," Yang Chen explained. This was only possible because his internal power had reached the ninth level of the Derivative Sutra, a realm where he had been completely powerless before.
Clearly relieved, Jian said, "If you can really do that, then the remaining issue would be preparing the neutralizing antidote, which isn\'t a problem for me. Many scientists in Blue Storm are my students."
Yang Chen forced a stiff smile. "Your well-taught students have caused me quite the trouble."
3.5
"You should consider yourselves lucky that there are no \'traditional Chinese medicine\' practitioners among my students," Jian seemed relieved, revealing a smile.
"Traditional Chinese medicine? Why?" Yang Chen asked.
Jian explained, "Because in this world, the medications formulated by traditional Chinese medicine are very difficult to explain with scientific theories. Many of these medicines have molecular structures of unimaginable complexity. I once tried to analyze a type of Chinese medicine pill, only to find that it would take me ten to fifteen years to identify its components, and even then, it might not be accurate. Imagine something that I struggle to analyze—it must be quite formidable. So, if what you encountered this time is a toxin from traditional Chinese medicine, you might have to endure for over a decade, as if you swallowed ten atomic bombs."
Yang Chen shivered with cold sweat down his back. It seemed he couldn\'t underestimate these toxins in the future. What if some fanatic combined traditional Chinese medicine theories to poison him, and he unknowingly ingested it? That would mean avoiding women for half a lifetime.
Poor Jian would never have imagined that Yang Chen\'s concern wasn\'t about having atomic bombs inside him but rather about being unable to be intimate with women in the future.
Since he had thought of a solution and Yang Chen needed to handle matters in the next few days, Jian wasted no time. She swiftly contacted the raw material suppliers with the intention of developing an antidote within two days.
Jian dared to promise completion within two days, after all, those who developed such medicines were at her student level.
After Jian\'s reprimand, Yang Chen\'s mind couldn\'t calm down for a long time.
Over a year ago, because of the death of Seventeen, his violent and murderous tendencies had subsided, and his mind had finally become controllable under severe stimuli.
It could be said that if it weren\'t for Seventeen\'s departure, Yang Chen might have already become a mindless killer, or a brutal beast.
But that unforgettable pain had truly made Yang Chen feel fear deeper than death.
And now, after comprehending through \'rebirth,\' gaining insights into more life truths, and personally killing the Nine-Tailed White Fox transformed into \'Seventeen,\' Yang Chen gradually began to understand that his Seventeen was truly gone.
Jian\'s words just now were like a warning bell, dispersing the gloom in his mind.
Because of his own fear, harming those around him, and those around him being harmed because of him, were undoubtedly both forms of harm.
So, why should he retreat?
Having once lost, would he allow himself to lose again?
In an instant, it was as if a new world had cleared in Yang Chen\'s mind.
Suddenly, Yang Chen felt a strong urge. He wanted to hear the cold voice of that cold woman. Even if she scolded him, even if she ridiculed him, at this moment, it would be such an enjoyable thing.
Oh no, how did I become a masochist? Yang Chen smiled bitterly, took out his phone, but just as he was about to dial, he cursed loudly, "Ah, damn it, Sakura forbids international calls!"
Yang Chen paced anxiously on the rooftop, then suddenly remembered he could still rely on Banruo, a girl from the Yaqi Society. He promptly sent an email to Banruo\'s contact address.
"Quickly contact the telecommunications company to enable my phone to make international calls!"
Banruo probably wore an expression of speechlessness at her master\'s fuss over trivial matters, but she quickly replied with confirmation.
With a somewhat pleased mood, Yang Chen dialed Lin Ruoxi\'s phone all the way in Yingnan.
"Ring... ring..." After a few moments, the call finally connected.
Although she answered, Lin Ruoxi didn\'t say a word, seemingly waiting for Yang Chen to speak.
Yang Chen cleared his throat and jokingly said, "Darling, are you having fun?"
Lin Ruoxi remained silent, leaving Yang Chen puzzled by her icy demeanor, thinking she was playing the cold shoulder game again. He continued, "Ruoxi darling, I was supposed to return to Zhonghai today, but a friend invited me to Hokkaido for a while. I\'ll be back soon. Call me when you get home to let me know you\'re safe, okay? Oh, by the way, do you want any gifts? I can buy you a big diamond, a thick gold bracelet, or maybe some Sakura-made glutinous rice balls? But those are hard to bring back, they might expire..."
Still no response over the phone. Yang Chen began to suspect Lin Ruoxi had answered and then walked away.
Finally, Yang Chen, feeling helpless, rambled on with nonsense before saying "bye" and hanging up.
Yang Chen sighed. It seemed Lin Ruoxi harbored deep resentment towards him. Not speaking for so long, not even a word during a phone call, clearly indicated she didn\'t want to engage with him.
Little did he know, in the luxury suite of a five-star hotel in Yingnan, it was a completely different scene.
Lin Ruoxi had just finished bathing in the morning, wearing a delicate silk nightgown, strands of damp hair clinging to her fair and beautiful face flushed with embarrassment. With wide, bright eyes, she stared oddly at her phone.
Confirming several times that it was indeed Yang Chen who had called, Lin Ruoxi turned around and fiercely threw her phone onto the bed with all her might!
The phone bounced several times on the soft bed before settling down.
With one hand pointing at the phone and the other on her hip, Lin Ruoxi angrily exclaimed, "After ten days or half a month, you finally call, and you expect me to greet you with a smile? Damn Yang Chen! Stupid Yang Chen! I\'m not saying a word to you! I\'ll ignore you! You can wait for a divorce! A big diamond? Friends in Hokkaido? Go coddle your Sakura little sister! Who said glutinous rice balls go bad after a four-hour flight? If you don\'t want to bring them, just say it instead of making excuses! No need to wait half a year! I\'ll divorce you when you get back!"
At that moment, Mo Qianni, also just awake and in her nightgown, returning to her room with a glass of water, witnessed Lin Ruoxi\'s furious tirade at Yang Chen on the phone. She froze in shock on the spot.