The body was in unbearable pain and the teeth were creaking, but Chu Fei still inspired the wisdom tree and injected dew into Yang Xiaozhu's true spirit through the wisdom tree.

Sure enough, with the infusion of dewdrops, Yang Xiaozhu's true spirit became much more stable, and under the "view" of the Wisdom Tree, it was much brighter.

"Xiaozhu, is it you?" Chu Fei shouted with his heart.

I heard that after a person dies, his relatives respond to shouting.

However, Chu Fei, who has obtained so many inheritances, thinks that this is farting. The true spirit cannot hear the sound in the air, but can hear the sound in his heart, the most sincere voice.

Under the attention of the Wisdom Tree, the faint light flashed gently, but it was very slow.

Chu Fei immediately transmitted his thoughts: "Don't panic, we are working hard to save you. Also, do you still remember the inheritance of the undead magic? How about we practice the undead magic together?"

Chu Fei communicated with "Yang Xiaozhu" - in fact, Chu Fei didn't know whether this real spirit is Yang Xiaozhu now. But what else can Chu Fei do besides this?

Chu Fei was immersed in his consciousness world like this until someone pulled Chu Fei up, and at the same time, injections were injected into Chu Fei's body, alleviating Chu Fei's pain.

A familiar gentle voice sounded:

"Chu Fei, calm down. Xiao Zhu...we try our best to rescue you. You are also injured and need treatment."

Dr. Wu's face was gloomy, but he still comforted Chu Fei with a soft voice.

Chu Fei looked up and saw a camouflage uniform busy, wanting to take Yang Xiaozhu's body away.

"Don't move!" Chu Fei roared.

The camouflage uniforms stopped and looked at Dr. Wu.

"Chu Fei..." Doctor Wu hugged Chu Fei in his arms and gently stroked Chu Fei's head. "Xiao Zhu still has a little chance to rescue him, and we will do our best."

Chu Fei sighed weakly, "Doctor Wu, I know that this is the so-called procrastination psychotherapy method, which is to prevent someone from collapsing due to the death of his relatives.

The implementation step is to pretend to rescue for three or two days, and then say we have done our best. And after three or two days, the family members are almost ready to go.”

Dr. Wu: “…”

You are so calm?!

Just looking at Chu Fei's blood-red eyes, Dr. Wu didn't know what to say.

Chu Fei asked again, "Where is Teacher Chen, and where are my friends?"

Dr. Wu took a deep breath and said, "Everything has been saved, including the man in black with the knife in his chest, has been taken away by the relevant departments."

Chu Fei nodded slightly, "Don't move Yang Xiaozhu's body. I want to call Yang Suliu."

"No..." Doctor Wu was about to stop him, but suddenly saw Chu Fei's cold eyes.

Chu Fei contacted Yang Suliu directly. Before Chu Fei could speak, Yang Suliu asked anxiously, "Chu Fei, I heard that you were attacked. I contacted Chen Wenxin, but there was no response."

Chu Fei said hoarsely, "Sister Yang, Xiaozhu... is dead. You'd better bring your lawyer here and send it to you."

"What! What did you say?!" Yang Suliu's voice suddenly became sharp.

Chu Fei's voice was hoarse and he tried his best to say calmly: "Yang Xiaozhu is dead. Now someone wants to take her body away. There are many problems involved, and Yang Xiaozhu still has a real chance. Sister Yang comes as soon as possible.

If they really want to take Yang Xiaozhu's body away, there will be no hope at all."

"I'll do it right away!"

There was a sound of cups breaking and panic footsteps on the phone. Although Chu Fei said it a bit absurdly, when people die, where can they get the vitality? But as a relative, it is better to believe that they have something than they don’t.

Chu Fei calmly looked through the phone book and found Zheng Weihai's phone number. "Teacher Zheng, is Teacher Sun Feihu here?"

Zheng Weihai asked anxiously, "Chu Fei, I heard you were attacked?"

"Yeah." Chu Fei responded casually, "I want to find Teacher Sun Feihu. Is it convenient for him to come here now?"

"Sun Feihu... is serving in the military in the starry sky. If anything, maybe I can help."

Chu Fei said directly: "Can Teacher Zheng prove his research on true spirits?"

"This is no problem. Sun Feihu's research has been handed over to the country, and I am the witness. Please send a seat and I will go there immediately."

In less than two minutes, a delicate speed vehicle rushed to the vicinity. Instead of landing normally, it hit a pine tree directly.

Yang Suliu jumped directly from the speedway and rushed over.

Several more speed cars came from behind, including Uncle Yang, Aunt Yang, and some lawyers.

Yang Suliu rushed to Chu Fei and saw Yang Xiaozhu quietly lying in the wreckage of the car. Her eyebrows were shot in her forehead and the back of her head was blurred.

Yang Suliu's mind buzzed, and her figure staggered, holding the seat next to her to slightly support her weak body.

She shook her head and suddenly rushed to Chu Fei and yelled, "Why, why! Why is this!"

Chu Fei didn't speak. In fact, Chu Fei is also very weak now. After the extreme explosion, his energy and spirit have begun to decline; the bullets in his abdomen are not feeling well. The blood has already dyed Chu Fei's lower body red.

Injections only temporarily relieve pain and cannot be treated.

"Xiaozhu...Xiaozhu...Wake up..." A shrill shout came, it was Aunt Yang.

Only Uncle Yang was calm. He squatted next to Yang Xiaozhu silently, looked at Chu Fei and said, "You said Yang Xiaozhu still has a glimmer of hope? What is it?"

A doctor next to him said, "Mr. Yang, Chu Fei... his brain may not be clear. His brain has been destroyed, and he is simply..."

"Get out!" Uncle Yang broke out. Do you really think Old Yang is calm? Then you are too simple.

Chu Fei spoke calmly, "Uncle Yang, things are quite complicated, I try to say it simply.

First, Yang Xiaozhu and I have received the inheritance of undead magic. Undead magic, the real undead magic, the kind of study of the state after death.

Second, there is seven days of pregnancy after death. In ancient times, we called it the soul return and the first seventh grade. After seven days of pregnancy, a powerful soul can be nurtured into a new life.

We call this kind of life "Serious Ghost" and undead magic called "Holy Spirit, Undead". In the ancient Earth era, there was a branch civilization in our east, which they called "Shiji".

Third, there is a recent study called ‘True Spirit Immortal’. The research results have been recognized by the state. And the witnesses of the study on True Spirit Immortality are coming soon.”

As he was talking, Zheng Weihai came over.

He came over and nodded to Uncle Yang, and then said to Chu Fei, "Chu Fei, tell me, what's the matter with letting me come?"

Chu Fei said lightly: "I want to use undead magic on Yang Xiaozhu. Of course, it is not the undead magic that summons skeletons, but the soul and true spirit that nurtures Yang Xiaozhu.

This takes seven days.

I need Yang Xiaozhu's body to stay for seven days, rather than cremation immediately."

Uncle Yang immediately said, "I'll do this!"

Yang Suliu asked, "What can I do?"

"Talking with Xiaozhu is not talking on his lips, but talking with heart and communicating with heart. Recalling every bit of your past.

According to the magical heritage of the undead, people can hear the calls of their relatives after death, but they just cannot respond. But the calls of their relatives can ensure that their souls are conceived smoothly."

Yang Suliu nodded.

There was no doubt about what Chu Fei said. Or in other words, he didn't want to doubt it.

The next step was simple. After Chu Fei made arrangements, he was finally taken away by Dr. Wu for treatment. At this time, Chu Fei had lost too much blood and was drowsy.

When Chu Fei left, Uncle Huang asked Zheng Weihai calmly.

Zheng Weihai looked at Yang Xiaozhu and couldn't help but sigh, "What Chu Fei said is true. But some things have not been verified, and no one can be sure of the result.

And according to Chu Fei's statement, even if it is finally proven true, Yang Xiaozhu can only exist in a way similar to the 'Shiji God'."

Uncle Yang smiled on his face, "Then can you enter the virtual network?"

"Hey..." Zheng Weihai was stunned for a moment, and then said against his will, "If it is really successful, in principle, it should be able to be resurrected in the virtual world. But what's the point?"

Yang Suliu spoke, "If you can survive in the virtual world, is there a possibility of immortality? When the technology is developed in the future, can you download people from the virtual world again?"

Zheng Weihai nodded slightly, "Actually, we are already conducting animal download experiments. This technique may be seen in our lifetime."
Chapter completed!