Why?

These four dynasties don't seem to have any inevitable connection.

They are also separated by multiple dynasties.

Why is their history relatively "normal."

"Uh, is there a possibility that these dynasties, which suffered less erosion, were more prosperous at the time?"

Eh?

It seems like that, doesn't it?

Could it be that the more powerful a country's national strength, the less eroded its civilization becomes?

But that's not right either...

First of all, if we're just talking about national strength, the dynasties closer to modern times are stronger.

Because initially, there were only short swords and spears; later came long-range attacks with bows and arrows, and around eight hundred years ago, there were firearms and cannons, long-range lethal weapons.

Secondly...

What use is the national strength from before?

The Qing dynasty was lost, huh!

Even if at that time, the "gods" feared the presence of the Tang and Han dynasties, which "restrained" them, and couldn't erode their civilizations.

But now, a thousand years later, why are the civilizations of these dynasties still preserved more completely compared to others?

It's baffling...

After hearing Jiang Xiao's words, everyone felt he made sense.

Even if these dynasties had special qualities, it certainly wasn't just strong national power; there must be other unique aspects among them.

'Knock, knock, knock~'

The knocking at the door interrupted the contemplative atmosphere in the room.

Jiang Xiao turned his head and saw the student of the doctor standing at the entrance.

However, his face was as pale as paper, his entire body shaky, like a ghost had drained his energy, appearing as if he might collapse at any moment.

Everyone in the room was startled by this sudden situation, and Jiang Xiao quickly walked over to the door, holding the student with one hand.

"What's wrong? What's happened to you?"

Jiang Xiao's voice was tinged with concern, and he couldn't help but feel tense.

The student's eyes were filled with tears, his lips trembling, as he struggled to utter a few words.

"The doctor... the doctor is dead..."

These words were like a thunderbolt, instantly freezing the atmosphere in the room.

The doctor, hailed as the most talented in the field of medicine over the past three hundred years, a genius scholar with profound insights on the current plague—how could...

"What... what did you say? How could the doctor..."

Someone in the room asked incredulously, their voice trembling.

The student bit his lip, seemingly trying to stabilize his emotions, and then continued.

"It was in his study. I... I went to find him to discuss some laboratory sample issues, but unexpectedly... unexpectedly..."

Before finishing, he was already choking with sobs.

This student was an orphan from the mountains, financially supported by the doctor since junior high, through high school, university, and now as the doctor's assistant.

Jiang Xiao quickly comforted him.

"Don't panic, take your time. What exactly happened?"

The student took a deep breath, trying to make his words clearer.

"I... I entered the study, and the doctor was sitting at the desk, head buried in a pile of books. I thought he was researching, so I didn't think much."

"But when I got closer, I realized... he was already... the doctor really died miserably, with scattered documents beside him, and... a diary."

Jiang Xiao's brows furrowed; he knew the doctor had been researching virus issues.

Could his death be related to this?

Was it possible he accidentally got infected while studying the virus?

If so, that would be terrible!

This student wasn't wearing protective clothing, nor were the elderly scholars in this room.

If the doctor was infected, then this room... and even this base... could be doomed!

The student nodded, though his legs were still trembling slightly, but with Jiang Xiao's support, he resolutely led the way to the doctor's study.

The group hurried to the doctor's residence, the study door slightly ajar, the scene inside invoking sorrow.

The doctor sat quietly there, brows furrowed, seemingly deep in thought.

The disordered books and documents on the table evidently were his final research findings.

But what was shocking was his body...

The abdomen was entirely hollowed out, and the lower limbs were missing!

"Oh my god!"

Someone covered their mouth, preventing themselves from screaming.

Many were so frightened by the scene before their eyes that they collapsed to the ground, unable to stand.

b2's face was extremely grim, immediately ordering all surveillance to be retrieved.

A thorough investigation!

Judging from the appearance alone, he initially felt the doctor was deliberately murdered.

How could it be!

To commit murder right under the nose of b2 at the first base in Hupang!

However, Jiang Xiao stopped him, then pointed at the doctor's face, specifically gesturing for b2 to pay attention to the doctor's expression.

The doctor's face displayed clear pensiveness, with not a hint of suffering.

"If someone hollowed out his organs and cut off his legs, would he still maintain a calm demeanor?"

Jiang Xiao spoke, the air in the room heavy, and everyone held their breath.

Could it be Him who acted?

Those historians who initially journeyed with Jiang Xiao looked extremely grim.

Jiang Xiao slowly approached the desk, his hand gently turning the documents before the doctor, each page possibly containing the doctor's final contemplations.

Suddenly, his fingers paused at an open diary.

It recorded the doctor's last research insights, the handwriting disordered, but each word exuded urgency and determination.

"Virus... mutation... unconventional path... He is coming...."

Jiang Xiao muttered to himself, thoughts racing through his mind.

"He must have discovered important clues about the virus before he died."

Jiang Xiao continued, his voice bearing a subtle tremble.

They slowly browsed through the doctor's diary, striving to find that critical clue.

The diary's contents grew increasingly shocking, the doctor's research on the virus was already profoundly deep.

This mutation wasn't merely a biological change, but extended into realms they couldn't comprehend.

"Look here!"

Jiang Xiao's finger landed on a page in the diary.

"He mentioned the word 'dimension,' suggesting that the virus's transmission route might already transcend the three-dimensional space we know?"

This hypothesis exploded like a bombshell in the room,

If this conjecture proved true, then they faced not just a rampant plague, but a challenge to humanity's cognitive limits.

"Dad, look at these pages!"

Shi Shi picked up a few "scratch papers" from the floor nearby.

The moment she saw the patterns, Jiang Xiao froze for a moment.

It was indeed Him...

Again, the familiar creepy symbols!

It seemed the doctor must have glimpsed His secrets, which is why he died so miserably.

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