Chapter 40: The outcome of the incident and…

But why did Ding Yang choose to commit suicide at this time? This seems to make sense to me, but also seems a bit incomprehensible. To put it simply, this state of life, even if it is assumed to be a long life, is not something to be happy about. Even ordinary people cannot accept it. This is what I can understand.

What I can’t understand is why he chose to commit suicide at that time. Couldn’t he have done it earlier?

As if he could read my thoughts, Lushan said, “You don’t know what happened next, do you? Ding Yang’s body was autopsied. It was his own ‘will’ that his body be autopsied, and the executor was Mu Shan.

“You mean, Mu Lin dissected his best friend’s body?” I widened my eyes and suddenly realized that I couldn’t understand the world of scientists.

“Yes, Ding Yang left a last will and testament on the metal wall, a simple sentence, ‘My body is to be dissected by Mu Lin,'” said Lushan.

“Did Mu Lin not report to the higher-ups after talking to Ding Yang?” I thought of a loophole here.

“Of course, it’s impossible not to report it. This is the first time purple plants have appeared in the records. There were a large number of purple plants in that underground cave,” Lushan said to me.

“A lot of purple plants?” My face changed, but I was relieved to think of Lushan’s words that everything disappeared, and even the samples were not left behind.

Lushan stretched lazily and lit another cigarette, saying, “I believe you know what happened next. The experiment continued, and with the support of a large number of purple plants, it was a great success, but at the same time, many uncontrollable things happened. I’m not a scientist after all, so I don’t know the details. Later, after several major incidents, the Taoists got involved in the project! By the way, I heard that the Taoists involved in the mysterious project also intervened to stop it.

The mysterious subject? Does it refer to the research team that was set up after the discovery of the objects in the underground cave? I reached out and touched my face, but in the end I didn’t ask any more. I just asked with a somewhat heavy tone, “After the project was stopped, what happened to Mulin…?

“To tell the truth, it’s a mystery! Just like how ordinary people will never understand what scientists are thinking. Mullin’s end was not very good. The upper level of secrecy is too specific, and I’m not sure, but you have to believe that he died, died of being too persistent. But his persistence is not about that subject, but something derived from that subject, like humans evolving into a higher life form. And he left a mystery, that is, in his laboratory and home, the most core experimental records were not found. The experimental records he left did not involve the core of some problems, but ordinary records… When Lushan talked about this, he showed a curious look on his face, obviously he did not know the inside story.

But I couldn’t hear what Lushan was saying anymore, because I seemed to know who had the real core of the experimental notes—Yang Sheng! No wonder he could achieve such great results. It turned out that everything could be explained on the basis of the experimental records left by his teacher.

The largest purple plant colony was destroyed at the time, so Yang Sheng had to find new purple plants in order to conduct his experiments. The abandoned village became an opportunity… He has actually been hiding himself all along.

I can’t think anymore. If everything is so deep and calculated, then that brother Sheng, the brother Sheng in my memory is all fake? Is he just showing me a hypocritical mask?

I can’t accept this result. Or is there a true expression of emotion? Hearing this, I asked Lushan, “What about Yang Sheng? What about Yang Sheng after this incident?”

“Yang Sheng? He was still young at the time, and of course he was also the focus of ‘care,’ but he behaved very innocently, just like a normal genius. In addition to academic matters, he didn’t understand anything about human affairs. After a long time, nothing could be found out about him, so that was it! You see, he later even collaborated with Taoists, didn’t he? Moreover, that incident was a turning point for Yang Sheng’s genius. From then on, he didn’t show off his genius so much, at least not as a top genius. Everyone thought that Mu Lin’s death was too much of a blow to Yang Sheng. “Lushan explained to me.

“Of course, after Yang Sheng ‘defected’ later, many people also speculated about some interesting results, so I won’t say much,” Lushan added.

I stood there in shock. To be honest, Lushan’s words stung me. It was as if he was proving that Yang Sheng, no, everything about Shengge in the past was an illusion, that I was being self-absorbed, and that everyone around him was being self-absorbed. This person, from beginning to end, had only one thing on his mind, and that was the experiment on the evolution of human life.

In the distance, the sky began to turn pale, dawn was approaching, and the morning breeze gently blew through my hair, but it made me feel a piercing cold, cold to the heart. The words Yang Sheng had said in that deserted village, at that parting intersection, seemed to be still before my eyes, but I found that I really couldn’t see through them!

I finally gave the pen to Lushan, although I never knew what the significance of this pen was to Lushan, and I didn’t know what secrets this pen I had carefully examined hid!

Everything seems to be just an ordinary pen. If it is special, it is that this pen is a relatively expensive Parker pen from the early 1990s. Apart from this, it has no other characteristics.

As for the Xichi trip, I failed in general. Everyone knows where I failed. The purple plant was inexplicably taken away by Yang Sheng, and the cave had nothing worth exploring except for the purple plant and the monster. This made all of us very annoyed, because in our judgment, there should be something related to Penglai, at least that’s what the master hinted.

Naturally, the suspicion of Lu Shan was also ruled out, but this person always made me very suspicious. Our nighttime investigation of the X pool was actually silently concealed by him, and Jiang Yi had no idea.

As for Yang Sheng, there are even more mysteries. Why did he suddenly appear there? What really happened back then? What happened in between? For example, in that ten-minute conversation without surveillance, Yang Sheng was the only one who knew. It turns out that the past behind him is so complicated.

However, none of this is our concern for the time being. I once said that I wanted to stop Yang Sheng, but definitely not now. If one day I am lucky enough to get close to Kunlun, I will settle my grudge with Yang Sheng.

Xich’s trip ended like this. We came in high spirits, but left in low spirits. I chose a new destination, the “Ghost Lake”! But when it comes to going, it’s not now. First, we have to wait for Huigen’s return, and second, we have to create an illusion for Jiang Yi that we have no purpose.

These two points are extremely important to us.

The next half month of our journey was a journey of sightseeing for us. I thought that in today’s environment, the natural scenery of the Great China had been ‘invaded’ by humans, but I found that in an environment with few or no people, the scenery was still intoxicatingly beautiful. I thought of it as a journey for myself and everyone to relax. After all, the places we were going to were extremely remote, and there were so many lakes in the Great China.

This was a time of complete relaxation, so relaxed that Xiao Chengqian wanted to tell me something about the gray-eyed people, but I refused to listen. I told him to wait until Huigen returned and then talk about it together, so as not to waste energy by talking about it again.

In fact, we had spent more than half a month in this leisurely way, and everyone’s mood had relaxed greatly from the initial tension. The despondency and frustration of hitting a wall in Xicheng had been completely dissolved by the beauty of the lake and mountains.

Reading ten thousand volumes of books is not as good as traveling ten thousand miles. It is better to walk and let time settle than to practice your heart behind closed doors. After traveling for more than half a month, I have a deep understanding of this saying.

On this afternoon, sitting in the car, looking out the window, I counted the time, and the date I had agreed with Huigen was tomorrow!