Chapter 65: Researching Viruses

  "How did you know she didn't have any wounds on her body? Have you 'felt' her?" I was stunned for a moment, then reacted directly.

  Yu Gang pushed open the corpse sitting on the wooden chair with one hand, and said with some pride: "I just checked it out earlier. There are no wounds on their bodies. They died very strangely. I noticed that each of their faces was twisted into an ugly expression, their eyes rolled back, like a dead fish's eyes."

  He pushed his chin with both hands, pretending to be thoughtful: "You say, will they be poisoned to death by the 'medicine' they studied?"

  Jason was just about to open that black cabinet, and I thought it might be the Japanese devils' poison that caused their deaths, so I rushed over and grabbed Jason's hand, shouting "Don't touch!"

  Jason's hand paused, his hand was still clinging to the cabinet, motionless. He turned back and looked at me with a puzzled expression, asking "Why?"

  Yu Gang however spoke up before me and said: "Didn't you hear us talking just now? I suspect they were 'done in' by the virus they researched themselves."

  Jason listened, didn't react much, my eyes stared at his hand, he didn't put it down, I didn't dare let go of his arm, afraid that he would really open the cabinet. Currently, we have no idea what's inside those bottles and jars, how these Japanese devils died. It's best if nobody touches anything here until we figure out what's going on.

  "This can't be a virus, they're not researching viruses. Have you noticed that none of them are wearing protective suits or masks? Have you ever seen people researching viral weapons without taking proper precautions? Just from this point alone, it's clear they're not researching viral weapons." Jason analyzed.

  What he said makes sense. If they were studying the virus, I think they should have taken good protective measures, after all, the cunning of the Japanese devils is not to be underestimated.

  Then I let go, Jason pulled open the cabinet, a strong smell of medicine rushed to my nose, I subconsciously took a few steps back, tightly covering my nose, afraid that this would be toxic.

  I don't understand the chemical names on those bottles at all. Jason stared excitedly at the bottles inside, he was unusually calm, reached out and 'touched' one of the bottles, then picked some up and put them in his backpack. He said: "These things will be useful, anesthetics, disinfectants, medicine water are all useful to us, here, no one can guarantee that we will be safe."

  I had some doubts and asked him, "How did you know so much?"

  Jason explained, "I'm a doctor, of course I know about this."

  "Oh..." I responded, starting to observe the surroundings, but when I turned my head, I found that Yu Gang was 'feeling up' the corpse of a Japanese devil, and had even stripped off his upper garment. I pointed at him in shock and exclaimed: "Your taste is too heavy, how can you do such a thing."

  He pulled out a few things from the Japanese military uniform, took a closer look, and to his surprise, it was a watch. He looked at the watch with a satisfied expression and said, "Finally found something decent."

  This guy is stealing things from dead people and doing it openly.

  It's making me feel a bit suffocated, I just wanted to get some Xinjiang white jade earlier, but his opinion was way over the top, now he's stealing things from dead people.

  How immoral!

  "How can you steal things from a dead person?" I shouted at him.

  In our village, the dead are the most important. No matter who it is, you absolutely cannot touch them casually, let alone take the burial objects from the deceased. If you offend something related to the dead, it's not extremely terrifying, after all, those things are unclean.

  Yu Gang curled up his mouth, overjoyed to put the watch in his hand and said: "What's stealing from a dead man, I think it's been trapped here for thousands of years, probably no one will find it, taking it to the civilized world would be convenient for me anyway."

  "Haha... quite suitable indeed."

  I rolled my eyes and didn't care what he said, thinking it was wrong in my heart, just like how he thought I wanted to hit Xinjiang Huang Yu before, everyone has their own opinions.

  As soon as he saw me like this, he pointed at Jason with his hand and shouted in dissatisfaction: "That foreigner is also stealing things from the dead, and putting so many into his bag. Why don't you whisper to him? I just took a watch, and you're targeting me."

  I was choked by his words and turned around, Jason stuffed several bottles into my hands and said, "You take these few bottles, they are anti-inflammatory 'medicine'."

  I looked at the bottle in my hand and wanted to cry without tears: "Dude, it's been decades since this was used, can I still use it? I can take it as an antique."

  I was just about to say that, but seeing Jason so happily selecting those 'medicines', I didn't have the heart to speak up.

  But now they're all piled up in my hands, those 'medicines' have become antiques, won't eating them kill people?

  Jason listened and couldn't help but laugh. He explained, "These 'medicines' are all custom-made, not available over-the-counter, and can be safely used for a hundred years."

  Seeing Jason so serious, I stared at the bottle in my hand and wondered: a hundred years? The shelf life is too long, right? Why does it feel like there's a kind of "the older the more valuable" feeling? In my eyes, only antiques and wine are more valuable with age. It seems that the third type of old face has emerged.

  Just then, he was surprised to hear that Jason had brought two bottles and said: "Take it back and sell it as an antique. After all, who has ever seen a 'medicine' with such a long shelf life? Maybe it can really make a fortune. Those researchers have nothing better to do than find something to do. This stuff won't expire in a hundred years, they should learn how to preserve it!"

  "Even if it's not expired, dare you eat it?" I couldn't stand the arrogant look on his face, so I decided to take him down a peg.

  I was still thinking about the Xinjiang Huang 'Jade' incident, and the treasure worth collecting just flew away like that.

  Then Jason said with a serious face: "In this place, there is nothing you don't want to eat. There are only bad guys who have been killed, no scoundrels who have starved to death."

  What Jason said is correct, there are no starving villains in this world, only dead ones.

  Finally, no one made a sound anymore. Yu Gang bowed his head to rummage through the corpses, probably thinking of finding something valuable. Jason was at the cabinet, he was very interested in the 'medicine' inside. Only I stood there, not knowing what to do.

  Someone is interested in medical 'drugs', but I don't understand those things at all.

  Someone who is interested in money, just like my former self, was also very interested in money. However, now I only feel that this place is like a cemetery, eerie and terrifyingly dark. Although I have a big heart, I still can't help but feel a little intimidated in such a place. Especially when I first came in, the melody of the soul-calling song sounded as if it was intentionally leading us here.

  Moreover, there are so many dead people in this wooden house, they died unjustly and it is unknown how they actually died.

  At this time, I saw the corpse in front of me, looking at his standing posture, and his eyes were almost full of fear, giving me a feeling as if he was scared to death. Would they be scared to death? Suddenly, my heart came with interest, so I stood behind him and looked back along his line of sight. It wasn't bad not to look, but this one glance made me frightened, and a layer of cold sweat broke out on my back.

  My pupils contracted rapidly, and my scalp was numb, with goosebumps all over.

  "My god..."

  I let out a loud shriek and was so frightened that my legs went limp, and I fell to the ground with a thud.

  I just want to escape and get far away from here as soon as possible.

  But I don't know if it's because of fear or tension, anyway, my legs cramped.

  That kind of heart-wrenching pain, painful to the point of gritting one's teeth, yet there is no way to escape.

  I could only sit on the ground with wide eyes, staring at the place where that corpse was looking.

  I swear, from now on I'll die rather than be so curious again.

  "What's with all the yelling?" Yu Gang turned his head around, glaring at me with some annoyance.