Chapter 128

Li Ang didn't rush to take the short knife out of the forging furnace's drawer. Instead, he hesitated for a moment before changing into the heavy hazmat suit he got from Tamariadi.

He also took two sterile plastic sheets and divided the entire alchemy workshop into three compartments.

Then, in the second compartment, he built a simple temporary disinfection shower room and an air filtration compartment.

After preparing, he entered the first compartment where the forging furnace was located.

Taking out his Swiss Army knife, he used the tweezers from the knife to carefully clamp the short knife out and place it in a transparent plastic box.

This level of strict defense was necessary. If conditions allowed, Li Ang would even turn the alchemy workshop into a Biosafety Level 4 laboratory, the highest level,

using a fully airtight glove box to operate on this short knife.

The description of this equipment stated that it would infect the target with a random virus currently known to humans.

Known.

Measles and mumps viruses, which already have complete treatment procedures, are known.

Highly contagious and dangerous viruses such as Ebola and Marburg are also known.

Ancient viruses that exist only in a very small number of top biosafety laboratories are also known.

Heaven knows what powerful and dangerous virus she might have generated, and whether these viruses, when superimposed on each other, might produce some special mutation.

A little carelessness, and the short knife could cause extremely terrifying biological hazards.

If it were to spread poison thousands of miles in the real world, with corpses strewn across the fields, Li Ang would become a sinner for all time.

Using the tweezers, Li Ang placed the sealed plastic box on the workbench and examined it under the light.

This was an unremarkable short knife, about 110 centimeters long, with a black blade and hilt. The slender blade, dotted with mottled green light, resembled a seedling, somewhat similar to the ancient Miaodao.

After looking it over, Li Ang opened the plastic box and carefully gripped the hilt.

The hilt was wrapped in a layer of fine black hair, but it didn't feel soft to the touch.

"Reasonable weight distribution, sharp blade, the blade is harder than I imagined, it should be made from the fingernails of a black zombie."

Li Ang slowly waved the short knife, and the feel was quite good, easier to hold than the thick.

However, its strength lies in the mysterious and unpredictable unknown virus. In short-term, high-intensity combat, its lethality is not so direct.

Moreover, its side effects are as strong as its lethality. I'm afraid it can only be used in isolated scenarios where you don't have to worry about the consequences.

Li Ang regretfully put the short knife into the backpack inventory,

turned around, and walked into the second compartment in a heavy hazmat suit to disinfect and clean himself thoroughly.

Although the description said that the short knife was transmitted through exposed mucous membranes and all body fluids, the necessary protective procedures still had to be done.

Walking out of the magic box, which had been temporarily transformed into a biosafety laboratory, Li Ang asked Chai Cuicao, who was lying on the sofa playing with her phone, to take out several sets of blood collection equipment from the large medical box under the TV stand.

"What are you going to do?"

Chai Cuicao lay motionless on the sofa, only waving her slender arm, which extended several meters, to hand the blood collection equipment to Li Ang.

She watched Li Ang clench his left fist and slowly smear his left elbow crease with a cotton swab, and asked curiously, "Drawing blood for yourself?"

"Yeah."

Li Ang nodded and drew several tubes of blood from himself.

Li Ang was very good at drawing blood. If he hadn't been too thin in the orphanage before,

and had nothing else to do, he might have drawn his own blood to make blood tofu for hot pot.

Not to mention his past glorious history, after Li Ang drew blood, he took some clay that was close to human skin color and wrapped it around the blood collection tubes,

putting the whole set of things into the backpack

inventory.

Items in the backpack inventory do not rot or deteriorate, making it perfect for storing blood samples.

Seeing Chai Cuicao's curious eyes, Li Ang casually explained,

"The school will arrange a physical examination tomorrow. To avoid any changes in his blood sample due to a script mission during this half-day, it's better to prepare in advance now."

Suddenly, a cold, mechanical system prompt sounded.

[Team Elimination Mission: Barren and Lush]

[Mission Objective 1: Survive in the target world for seven days]

[Mission Objective 2: Eliminate the Aberrant Primogenitor (0/1)]

[Mission Failure: Death]

It finally came.

Li Ang jumped up from the chair, his face gloomy and uncertain.

This was the first time he had received a team elimination mission.

According to the explanations of high-level players on the Luntan, this type of mission divides players into two or more teams, who enter the script world together.

The mission objectives of each team are sometimes the same and sometimes different. In some cases, they can cooperate to complete the mission together.

But at the same time, different teams can also earn high amounts of game currency and experience points by killing other team members.

Danger and opportunity coexist, cooperation and competition stand side by side. This is team elimination.

Seeing Li Ang's solemn expression, Chai Cuicao immediately realized the arrival of the script mission.

Her expression also became serious. While extending her hands and feet to help Li Ang pack his equipment and tidy up the room,

she swiped her finger across the screen, opened the radio, and continued to listen to the forbidden audio with a serious face.

"The mission name Barren and Lush is a bit inexplicable,

but judging from the mission objective 2 of eliminating the aberrant primogenitor,

the background of this mission is likely to be a script world with factors such as infection, mutation, monsters, and even radiation."

Li Ang's mind raced. He ran back to the magic box, took out the two brown-yellow heavy hazmat suits hanging on the wall in the second compartment,

put one on, and put the other in the backpack inventory.

The countdown ended, and Li Ang, holding an assault rifle and wearing a hazmat suit, put away his big black umbrella, stood in his living room, and disappeared.

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