Chapter 407 The Necessity of Alchemy (Update)

"I remember that among the seven temporary workers, there is one who can produce Yang Shen, right?"

When he returned home, Murong Ji saw Qu Tong lying lazily on the sofa. Over the years, perhaps because he had been in a high position, he had developed a kind of authority.

Although it was not obvious at home, he could still see the big change in momentum over the past few years.

Sitting on the sofa, Murong Ji poured himself a glass of water and said, "I met Liao Zhong today."

Qu Tong was startled, and sat up. After thinking carefully, she said, "Although Liao Zhong's character is not very good, his credibility is still good. Husband, do you want to cooperate with the company?"

"If you really can't avoid it, this is the only way."

"It's okay, I know their top management. If there is any problem, I will help." After she finished speaking, Qu Tong snuggled in Murong Ji's arms again.

Her legs were like a snake, constantly entangled with Murong Ji's waist, "Hubby, you don't know, today I met a weapon refiner like you, a 26-year-old greenhorn, and when he called me sister, my heart softened."

Murong Ji raised his eyebrows slightly, knowing in his heart that he had met Ma Xianhong. After thinking for a while, he said in a deep voice: "Forgive others when you can. The choice you make now will come back to you one day."

"Hmm~ Am I that kind of person? You talk as if I'm a cruel and ruthless person." As soon as the words fell, she came close to him, affectionate and charming, with spring in her eyes.

Murong Ji suddenly pushed her away and said, "You are pregnant, it is not suitable for you to have sex. You should take care of the pregnancy first." The hand that was holding Qu Tong's wrist suddenly paused. He frowned slightly and carefully felt her pulse.

"What's wrong? Husband." Qu Tong didn't have time to be happy yet. When she saw Murong Ji's appearance, her heart skipped a beat.

"It's nothing, there's something strange about the meridians of this fetus. Let's go to the hospital for a check-up." Murong Ji frowned, fearing that the child might be deformed.

Qu Tong was stunned, her heart sank to the bottom, and her original warmth disappeared in an instant. She seemed to have thought of something and her face turned pale.

Northern bunker.

"Drip! Drip! Drip!"

"Brother, Er Zhuang'er is back!"

"Er Zhuang!" Gao Lian hurriedly lay in front of the glass cover, watching Er Zhuang's reaction with a trembling voice.

"The vital signs are unstable!"

"Brain waves are weakening!"

"My body is convulsing!"

……

A series of reports made Gao Lian's heart sink again and again.

Gao Lian looked at his daughter soaking in the system equipment, his whole body trembling, his eyes unconsciously moistened. Seeing that the situation had not improved, he walked out of the room in silence.

Picked up the phone and made a call.

"Hello, Mr. Zhao, Erzhuang... still needs that medicine. I know that medicine is hard to come by. I will find a way in the next six months. Please..."

When Gao Lian came back again, he was pale-faced and holding a syringe as thick as his arm in his hand. He injected the syringe into the system equipment and watched Er Zhuang's condition gradually improve before he let out a long sigh of relief.

The next morning, Qu Tong took a day off and hurriedly drove to the hospital. After the car inspection, she waited anxiously for the film.

Finally I got it, held it up and took a look, my heart skipped a beat, my face turned pale, and my whole body couldn't help shaking.

Qu Tong staggered a few steps, sat on the bench in the hospital, took out her cell phone, and tremblingly tried to dial Murong Ji's number.

Suddenly, a phone call came in. Qu Tong trembled all over, hesitated for a long time, and finally answered the call.

"Hit it! This kind of monster won't live long even if it's born."

Qu Tong trembled all over and tears instantly flowed down.

The voice on the phone continued: "After this is done, not only will you be able to return to normal, you will be able to go even further. You will always be able to maintain your vitality and have as many children as you wish. I have arranged for you."

After hanging up the phone, Qu Tong was in a daze for a long time until someone called her. Then she came to her senses and walked towards the obstetrics and gynecology department.

Half an hour later, Qu Tong looked at the puddle in front of her. What was that? It was her child, but it didn't look like a person at all. It didn't even look like a person.

Qu Tong's heart was twitching. Thinking back to the first time she saw the old woman, a feeling of nausea suddenly came over her. She forced herself to suppress the urge to vomit, waved her hand, and watched the man put away the remaining limbs.

Not long after, Murong Ji arrived. He stood in the hospital lobby and looked around, then walked towards the obstetrics and gynecology department. He saw Qu Tong, with a pale face, leaning against the wall, walking slowly out.

His face darkened, he took a few steps forward, supported Qu Tong, and smelled a faint scent of blood. He transferred his true energy into her body and fed her a pill, slowly recovering from his injuries.

Without saying anything, he carried her to the car, returned home, and checked her body again. Strangely, he didn't find any problems. With his knowledge and understanding, he subconsciously felt that there was a problem.

For a moment, he just couldn't find what the problem was. "There's something wrong with your cultivation method, give it up. I'll teach you how to cultivate and I'll make sure you can reach the sky." Murong Ji frowned slightly and spoke in a calm voice.

His hands were busy preparing medicine. But he was not speaking nonsense, having experienced the Tianlong era, a period of transformation from the outside to the inside in the practice of cultivation.

He made his way up step by step. With the things he came into contact with in his later years and his achievements, it would not be an exaggeration to say that he could become a saint or an ancestor.

Now that this has been said, it is up to Qu Tong to believe it or not.

"Hubby, if one day I turned into a monster, would you dislike me?"

Murong Ji glanced at her indifferently. At this moment, the woman wants you to lie to her, and she is willing to believe it. However, sweet words are not conducive to cultivation.

"do not know."

Qu Tong's expression froze and she was a little angry. It was not until Murong Ji poured the medicine into her mouth, covered her with a quilt, and walked out that she reacted slightly, with horror!
Murong Ji sat on the sofa and continued to read the paper, but his mind was not on it. He rubbed his forehead, thinking that he might have been exposed, and he was afraid that he would be found soon.

[The strength is still low. It is difficult for people at the sixth or seventh level of Yuqing to break through in a short period of time. They can only be restrained temporarily.]

Inside the bunker.

Liao Zhong opened his phone and looked through the information someone had sent him, without even having time to sort it out. He frowned slightly, but was not in a hurry.

Suddenly, he saw a familiar figure, and his eyes darkened. "Oh my goodness, it's you!"

Liao Zhong looked at the photo and sighed softly, "Now, we are colleagues."

When I flipped over the phone, a person suddenly appeared on it, Qu Tong, wearing a white coat.

"A Fei! A Feng! Investigate Qu Tong's colleagues, friends, and relatives!" With Liao Zhong's roar, the entire bunker immediately started to operate.

With a direction, progress was much faster and lists were delivered to Secretary Liao Zhong.

Qu Tong was taken care of by Murong Ji for half a month. Only when she was almost recovered did Murong Ji continue to work.

However, this time when Qu Tong returned, she was promoted again. After the promotion, she became even busier, and it was common for her to not go home for half a month.

For Murong Ji, it was just right, everyone had their own things to do and they didn't interfere with each other. Murong Ji raised his head from the experiment and exhaled slowly.

He couldn't describe how he felt about Qu Tong. He couldn't rely on her and trust her like he did with Lu Xueqi, nor could he care about her like he did with a stranger.

There is no middle ground between family members and lovers. If I must say, it is to live together so that one's life is not so lonely.

He threw the failed material into the waste bucket beside him, selected a new material, made the machine he and Ren Fei had agreed on, and then tested it.

Rather than saying this is a machine for making carbon sulfide, it is better to say it is a magical instrument. After powering on, adding raw materials and using electrical energy to complete energy conversion, the efficiency is indeed much faster.

Murong Ji picked up a piece of carbonyl sulfide and took a look at it. This thing was not as good as the one he made manually, but it could be used.

Just as I was about to call Ren Fei, someone suddenly pushed the door and walked in. It was Liao Zhong.

As soon as Murong Ji put down his phone, he knew that he was in trouble.

"Mr. Murong, you hid it very well." Liao Zhong walked into the laboratory, looked up and down, and was a little confused.

He simply sat down on the chair. Murong Ji poured him a glass of water, pulled a chair and sat in front of him.

Liao Zhong took out a piece of paper and pushed it in front of Murong Ji, then took out a pen from Murong Ji's desk and put it on top.

"Come on, fill it out and register, and you will be accepted into the circle of aliens."

Murong Ji took a quick glance and saw some basic information printed directly on it, including his own life experience, which was extremely detailed, and even included some detailed information about Qu Tong.

This was the first time that Murong Ji discovered that he had the fate of the protagonist, with both his parents deceased. This was similar to Qu Tong's fate, with both her parents being kings.

Come to think of it, a doctor is a profession that cannot be done well without some talent. However, after Qu Tong left the medical system, she stopped contacting her parents, except during the Chinese New Year when she would go back to visit them alone.

After the divorce, he hasn't visited her parents yet.

Below is a series of information about his identity, origin, strength, etc. How could such things be leaked so easily? Wouldn't that be like handing someone a knife? ! !

Murong you narrowed your eyes slightly, "Can you not write it? Or, make a fake one."

"How can that be possible? Don't worry, just because you are an alchemist and a weapon master, I, Liao Zhong, guarantee that no one in South China will dare to touch you!"

Liao Zhong said this in a very serious and confident manner, and suddenly he laughed again, with the scar on his face becoming even more hideous. "Of course, if you have time, it would be even better if you could help us with the cultivation resources."

Murong Ji raised his eyebrows slightly. If any precious medicinal resource is consumed directly, it would be the most wasteful way to absorb it, because most of the medicinal properties would be excreted from the body with urine and feces.

(End of this chapter)