Persimmons are poisonous.

Chapter 1657 This must be some kind of parasite

This bizarre situation left everyone utterly bewildered.

Even Sun Simiao didn't know how to handle it.

Li Xiaogong, however, picked up a nearby bottle of alcohol, removed the stopper, and poured all of its contents onto the pool of black blood that had gathered.

Then, with his right hand lowered, a Zippo lighter slid into his palm. He flicked it with a flourish, and with a 'shing,' a flame appeared.

The next second, the alcohol ignited.

But what shocked them was that beneath the dancing blue flame, the black blood showed no reaction whatsoever!

By the time the alcohol had completely burned away, the volume of the black blood hadn't decreased in the slightest!

This thing was actually fireproof!

"Impenetrable by water and fire?"

Yuchi Jingde frowned. He casually drew the dagger from his waist and thrust it towards the black blood.

"Thud, thud, thud!"

The dagger struck the black blood, emitting a dull sound.

But that was all!

Let alone cutting it, not even a single white mark was left.

Li Xiaogong scratched his head.

"This... could it be some new material?"

"With these properties, it would be amazing as armor!"

Hearing his words, Fang Er's eyes suddenly lit up.

Venom from Marvel!

Didn't that thing have exactly these properties?

But wasn't that thing said to be an extraterrestrial visitor?

How did it come out of Cheng Yaojin's mouth?

While everyone was confused, Cheng Yaojin's cough suddenly echoed from behind them.

When they turned around, they found that his entire dark skin had returned to normal!

However, he appeared extremely fatigued, his sunken eye sockets looking as if he had served a hundred... things!

"Heizi, are you okay?"

Yuchi Jingde reacted the fastest, rushing to the bedside and reaching out to grasp Cheng Yaojin's slightly withered hand.

But just then, the black blood, which had been inactive, suddenly surged forth like an arrow, shooting towards the sickbed.

Before Yuchi Jingde could grasp Cheng Yaojin, the black blood completely enveloped him!

His grasp landed directly on the black blood.

It was very hard...

He only felt this before being sent flying.

"Bang!"

He instantly smashed a large hole in the wall, and his figure flew tens of meters further before he finally landed.

Everyone was collectively petrified.

After a long pause, Li Xiaogong rubbed his eyes and looked at Fang Er.

"Brother, did I just see that correctly?"

"How did Big Black get sent flying?"

Fang Er shook his head, as he hadn't seen it either!

When Sun Simiao carried Yuchi Jingde back, he discovered that the fellow had a broken forearm, two or three broken ribs, and looked utterly miserable...

"Damn it! What happened!"

Suddenly, Cheng Yaojin on the bed sat up. He looked at his hands and the people around him, saying with a confused expression.

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Yuchi Jingde, with a dark expression, said, "You motherf***er hit me! And sent me flying!"

"Cough, cough!"

As he spoke, he coughed up a mouthful of blood. His broken ribs had injured his lungs.

Cheng Yaojin was completely bewildered. He looked at the black substance in his hands, having no idea it was what he had coughed up.

He instinctively flicked it.

"Whoosh!"

The mass of black blood instantly extended tens of meters, its tip passing through the doorway and hanging on a large tree outside.

"Huh... what is this thing, why is it on my hand?"

Saying that, he casually pulled again.

"Holy cow!"

Completely unprepared, he was yanked towards the large tree by this pull.

Then...

The mass of black blood on his arm changed again!

It completely covered his entire body, like a suit of armor!

Then, with a bang, he slammed into the large tree, leaving a wood-shaped indentation!

Fang Er and Li Xiaogong exchanged glances, seeing profound shock in each other's eyes.

Damn it!

This is unscientific!

"Old Cheng! Quick, bring that thing down for me to play with!"

Li Xiaogong ran out as if flying and forcefully pulled Cheng Yaojin out of the indentation in the tree trunk.

Fang Er followed suit, very curious if this substance was the same as Venom from Marvel movies!

Li Xiaogong's method of pulling people out was quite rough.

Cheng Yaojin fell face down. After getting up, he still looked bewildered.

Who am I?

Where am I?

What am I doing?

After a long while, he looked at Fang Er and Li Xiaogong, pointing at the black blood on his body, and asked.

"What on earth is this thing!"

At this moment, Sun Simiao had finally settled Yuchi Jingde and slowly walked towards the group, stroking his beard.

"If this poor monk's guess is correct, this should be some kind of parasite!"

"You interrupted their dormancy, hence they parasitized your body."

"My silver needles forced them out, but because they had already adapted to your blood, they clung to you."

"For symbiosis, they might act according to your will, or they might protect you in times of crisis, but at the same time, they will continue to draw nutrients from you!"

"Of course, this is just this poor monk's speculation. Whether it is accurate or not requires examination under a microscope."

Cheng Yaojin, the burly man, felt his scalp tingle when he heard that the things on him were parasites, and he urged them on.

"Look, look, hurry up and look!"

The group returned to the room, and Sun Simiao took out a microscope. kanδん

But when Cheng Yaojin wanted the black blood to turn into a thin slice so it could be placed on a slide for observation, he struggled quite a bit.

It was like dealing with a disobedient child; the black blood simply did not cooperate with his intentions.

"Do you think this thing can understand our words?" Li Xiaogong murmured, resting his chin on his hand.

Fang Er looked somewhat puzzled.

Cheng Yaojin, however, suddenly felt a sense of unease and looked at him warily.

"What are you trying to do?"

"Nothing much, hehehehe, let's try threatening them!"

Saying that, Li Xiaogong pointed his gun at Cheng Yaojin's face.