Jiang Xiao's gaze lingered on the surveillance screen for a while, then slowly turned to b2 and the middle-aged man.

His voice carried a barely restrained excitement as he shared his speculations with them.

b2 and the middle-aged man were both taken aback, then fell into deep thought.

This hypothesis was too bold, but under the current circumstances, no possibility should be dismissed.

"The gods in fear?"

The middle-aged man slightly raised his head, a hint of understanding flashing in his eyes.

"Could it be that our research has come close to uncovering its secrets, or have we unintentionally touched upon one of its taboos?"

Jiang Xiao nodded, a look of determination in his eyes.

"Whatever the reason, we need to be more careful. Peng Lao's sacrifice must not be in vain, we have to find clues from it."

b2 adjusted his glasses, his voice filled with professional calm.

"We need to thoroughly analyze everything in Peng Lao's laboratory, including the experiments he conducted, the materials he used, even his notes and recordings."

"Yes."

Jiang Xiao agreed with a nod.

"We can't let fear dominate us. We must use science to unravel all this, even... to make the gods understand what fear means!"

As soon as Jiang Xiao finished speaking, the middle-aged man and b2 felt an uncontrollable chill spread throughout their bodies,

Were they...

being watched by the gods?

All three nodded in unison, deciding to take immediate action.

They knew this was the best tribute to Peng Lao and their own responsibility.

"Also, what happened during that minute missing from the surveillance? Did Peng Lao leave behind some vital information? That's another point worth noting."

The door to the monitoring room slowly closed, leaving behind the busy silhouettes of the three.

Although Jiang Xiao hadn't known Yang Lao, the doctor, and Peng Lao for long.

It didn't change the deep admiration he felt for their greatness and selflessness.

At the same time, Jiang Xiao silently vowed in his heart that no matter how many unknowns and dangers lie ahead, he would pursue the truth to the end.

Even if one day in the future he had to face the fear of the gods, he would never back down!

.....

They began their tense yet orderly work, carefully examining and analyzing each piece of data and every record.

Time ticked away in the tense atmosphere, and they felt isolated from the world, with everything in Peng Lao's lab capturing their sole attention.

Just then, b2 found some strange symbols recorded on the edge of a document.

They were densely packed and covered several pages.

It was certain that these symbols were completely different from the previous "gibberish," left by Peng Lao.

However, these symbols didn't belong to any known system of medical symbols.

He immediately called over Jiang Xiao and the middle-aged man, and the three sat together, trying to decipher these mysterious symbols.

"Could these symbols... be clues left by Peng Lao before his death?"

The middle-aged man's voice quivered slightly.

The light in Jiang Xiao's eyes grew brighter.

"Perhaps this is the breakthrough we need."

The three of them buried their heads and fervently studied.

Only to discover at last that apart from the middle-aged man being a medical professor,

b2 was only skilled in weapons and combat, while Jiang Xiao had nothing more than a basic learning level.

These symbols in front of them were like an undecipherable alien script to them.

b2 pretended to furrow his brow, trying to draw any possible clues from his military background.

But soon he had to admit, these symbols bore no semblance to any codes or ciphers he knew.

His expertise lay in combat and tactics against the unknown (commonly known as brawling), not in deciphering mysterious script.

In short, he didn't recognize a single symbol.

Jiang Xiao was even more helpless, even though he had his own abilities in this peculiar world.

But in the face of these profound symbols, he couldn't even find the way in.

The middle-aged man, as a medical professor, despite deep understanding of the human body and modern medicine.

But facing these symbols, he could only shake his head and sigh.

He knew these symbols might contain some special information, but his medical knowledge couldn't help him decipher it.

The three exchanged bewildered glances, and since they couldn't understand it, why not seek help from others?

"We should find an expert to look at these." Jiang Xiao finally broke the silence.

b2 nodded in agreement: "I agree, we need to find someone who understands this."

The middle-aged man concurred: "Yes, we need more minds to solve this problem."

So, they began contacting other researchers within the base, especially those skilled in cryptography and semiotics.

In this special moment, all resources needed to be mobilized, and every potential clue should not be overlooked.

Soon, several experts were urgently summoned to the monitoring room.

They came from different fields, including cryptographers, semioticians, and even an archaeologist specializing in ancient civilizations.

Faced with these experts, the three narrated their discoveries and doubts one by one, hoping to find answers.

The experts gathered around the document, starting a tense and methodical analysis.

They exchanged their views, occasionally pointing at a symbol for discussion.

The atmosphere gradually grew tense, everyone knowing that this was not merely an academic study but a race against time.

Jiang Xiao, b2, and the middle-aged man stood beside them, their eyes filled with anticipation.

They knew that finding the correct interpretation might reveal the truth behind everything, uncover the reason for Peng Lao's death, and perhaps even offer them a glimmer of hope.

"Uh... may I interrupt for a moment?"

A recently arrived young scholar timidly raised an arm amidst the many renowned figures.

"Isn't this just a simple formula?"

"Formula?" someone questioned in confusion.

"What formula?" another inquired.

"A mathematical formula," the young scholar stated confidently.

What?

Mathematical formula?

A giant in the medical field actually left a mathematical formula before his death?

The young scholar rubbed his chin, responding thoughtfully.

"This... seems to be a formula regarding the light spectrum..."

Spectrum?

This word left everyone in the room bewildered.

Even Jiang Xiao slightly opened his mouth in surprise.

No, bro?

Are you freaking messing with me?

History...

Alright, let's not discuss history; after all, the gods might want to erase traces of human existence.

Medicine...

Okay, let's not talk about these viruses either, assuming the viruses aim to obliterate humanity.

But what the heck is this math in front of us?!

Even a bewildered mother faced with this situation would be utterly perplexed!

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