Doomsday Pavilion

The magical name of the corpse pool originated from word of mouth between the faculty and staff. In fact, the standard name for this huge pool should be the siphon-type circulating cooling central integrated low-temperature greenhouse...

Er, maybe it should be called that, of course, normal people would not call it that way.

The general effect is still the same, the pond used to melt the corpse did not run.

The temperature in the corpse tank can be kept at minus 1~19 degrees all year round. In fact, for reasons of saving energy and expenses, the temperature will not be so low.

But even if the temperature is a little bit higher than the old professors in the anatomy course requires by a degree or two-it is not the reason for the corpses in the corpse pool to "sprout", right?

Yes, that’s right. Within a few seconds, the huge corpse tank grew a bloody plant with roots, vines and even flowers and fruits. It looked like a plant with blood vessels and internal organs. Constructed three-dimensional biological atlas.

The painting style is distorted and dark to a mess, coupled with the colorful and weird colors, it feels like this thing shouldn't appear in the real world.

Old Qian vomited on the spot with a wow.

"This thing, how can this thing look so disgusting?"

The mouse sucked his nose vigorously. If it weren't for the old money to hold him, he even wanted to take a closer look.

Said the mouse,

"Have you heard the old Qian? This thing seems to have a flowery fragrance!"

The old money was crying,

"Who has time to care about those guys, hurry up, find the school to report the situation... really ruined this corpse pool, I'm afraid we can't eat it..."

Don't look at it so inconspicuous... uh... well it's very conspicuous.

The cost of this corpse tank is very expensive, otherwise the Qinshan Martial Arts School would not specifically hire two faculty to handle these corpses and take care of the corpse tank.

"Crack, creak~"

The mouse, who had been expressionless as if the sky was falling, would not be surprised when he saw the first gap in the edge of the corpse pool, his face suddenly changed.

"I knock your mother... good but bad spirit... this broken mouth... it's over... it's really broken..."

The mouse roared and turned around,

"So what kind of tree is it? Old Qian, did you think someone wanted to pit the two of us to destroy it?"

Although the nature of work of old money and mice is a bit...unusual...

However, the various benefits and salary levels are absolutely top-notch among the faculty at Qinshan Martial Arts School. Even some of the new young civilian professors are not even worse than the two.

Therefore, the mouse thinks of nothing else at the first moment of the accident-some people want to pit themselves and replace it!

The old money pointed to the plants that had begun the second round of sprouts and said,

"Do you think this stuff... will anyone be willing to pit two little-known miscellaneous fish... This is very valuable at first glance... Maybe it is a high-level magic plant. .."

Boom!

The two were frightened by the loud noise. In a blink of an eye, the weird plants have grown to a height of more than ten meters. , The overflowing liquid washed the edge of the corpse tank, and the liquid in it began to become colorful and corrosive.

The edge of the corpse pool was cracking with white smoke, and colorful liquids like ink flowed all over the floor.

In short, everything looks very abnormal and difficult to mess with, not like an incident that two ordinary faculty members can solve perfectly.

The mouse moved his lips calmly.

"Cao Niu... old money, run away..."

Pulling up the old money, turned around and ran.

The old money was caught off guard and staggered and bumped against the wall of the cold storage.

"Boom~"

The cold storage is surrounded by built-in corpse refrigerators, the kind that is covered with the front wall, and the double-layer cabinet doors can be said to be quite hard, and the old Qian's head suddenly swelled up.

The force of the mouse was so great that the damping buckle of the door of the corpse refrigerator rebounded and slowly opened.

Lying inside was an undissected "one-handed" general teacher.

The old money is still talking, dizzy,

"Run? What are you running... Hurry up and rescue the corpse... If you break the corpse, you can't afford to dig your waist! That corpse water is more powerful than sulfuric acid, and even the pond can corrode!!"

The mouse didn't look back, "Don't fucking bullshit, run!"

The old money was "coy" for a while, and finally he hugged the body that popped out of the refrigerator in his arms.

"It's one to save one, mom's mouse, wait for me to fuck..."

So a commendable scene appeared on the hillside of Qinshan Martial Arts School:

Two guys in white coats hugged a corpse head to foot and accelerated wildly on the not-so-wide road, rushing all the way into the principal’s room, and then they heard the sound of Lao Zhou’s tea-spraying and the roar of cursing mother from the principal’s room. .

The students talked a lot,

"What's the situation, Mr. Zhou's sister-in-law fainted again?"

"That's not right, I think the one carrying it seems to be the teacher in general..."

"Hey, the school is open and bright, and let us get another general teacher here? It's so extravagant, but why do you go to the principal's office..."

"Do you think it is because Lao Zhou has any special hobbies..."

In the principal's office, Lao Zhou's saliva sprayed the mouse and Lao Qian's face.

"Gang Yunniang! You two! You think the salary is too high, isn't it? Ah?! Didn't you see that I have a guest! When did I get blind?!"

Old Qian and Rat were both dumbfounded by the sudden outbreak of Lao Zhou. They had forgotten what they were going to do, and they dared not speak for a long while.

Well, there is a saying, how to show due respect to those who control their own destiny with one hand-at least show it, otherwise how do they know??

Therefore, the old money and the mouse chose to be silent for a while.

Xia Da dumbly stared at the bull's eyes, their eyes gleaming,

"This material is not bad, I have the feeling that if I burn it now, at least two such'relic' crystals can be produced!"

Lao Zhou opened his mouth and said in surprise,

"Really??"

The incinerator of Qinshan Funeral Home can often burn crystals that Mingguang people jokingly call'relics'. Although not many people know about this, they are definitely not many, and even this kind of crystals can help evolvers and warriors to a certain extent. Cultivation is not a big secret.

There are many students in Qinshan Martial Arts School.

The thing about talent is an unclear statement, but one thing is certain, the guy who emphasizes the uselessness of talent is purely stupid.

In order to ensure the success rate of the school, Lao Zhou took a lot of thought. No, he has already targeted the corpse burner.

Xia Dasha, a young master who is new and best in craftsmanship, came to "negotiate" with the martial arts school today on behalf of Qinshan Funeral Home.

Xia Da said stupidly,

"Well, the quality of the relic can be guaranteed, but there is no guarantee that it can resonate with others, the master told me."

Saying that Xia Dasha opened his clothes open, revealing the upstart-like large chain that hung around his neck and was strung with dozens or hundreds of relics.

"All the corpses I burned in the past few months only resonate with me." Xia Dasha looked worried, "It's expensive! Even if the family doesn't want this thing, Qin Shan will not lower the price, Zhou... .principal?"

Principal Zhou simply slapped the table neatly.

"That's a lot... the circulation point is not a problem!"

"As long as you can supply this kind of crystals to the Wu school regularly and quantitatively, it will be at the price that the master and his elderly said!"

Xia Da was dumbfounded, her face looked so sad that she didn't want it, and she muttered in a very loud voice.

"I knew the point..."

Lao Zhou was embarrassed and didn't know how to interface.

So the hapless old money and rats were used again,

"Why are you two still not leaving?! What are you doing here? Didn't you see that the principal is dealing with important school tasks!"

The mouse opened his mouth and said,

"Um... Your Principal... I think there is something very important now... It is necessary to report to you..."

Lao Zhou’s old face was distorted with anger.

"roll!!!"

"Good~"