Under One Person: One Person Goes

Chapter 317: Old Friend from Pucheng
"Meng, congratulations."

In the courtyard of the mansion, Qimen and Dunjia, two masters of family magic, joined forces to set up a formation, protecting everyone in the courtyard of the mansion inside the formation and strictly forbidding them to take a single step out.

Wang Yi, protected by his own magnetic field and true Qi, stood outside the formation, looking at the room in front of him which belonged to Lao Meng, who had been in seclusion for a long time. Outside the room were some birds, chickens, ducks, and cordyceps that had died for unknown reasons.

When Wang Yi saw this scene, he understood that Lao Meng's inherited animal master skills had initially advanced to the level of a biological master. However, his shout did not get a response from Lao Meng in the room.

After thinking for a while, he continued speaking.

"Lao Meng, I'm coming in. It's me, Wang Yi."

After saying that, he raised his hand and waved it, a strong wind blew and he pushed the door open.

As soon as the door opened, a rotten smell hit me in the face.

Wang Yi held his mouth and nose and stepped in.

As soon as he entered the room, Wang Yi noticed that the door he had just pushed open with great force looked shiny on the outside, but after he entered, he discovered that the door behind it was already rotten.

After entering the room, a damp, moldy smell lingered. Looking around, the house was filled with all kinds of nameless molds, covering the ceiling and walls, and even the food and fruits on the table.

But Wang Yi clearly remembered that the food and fruits were delivered three days ago, and now the weather is getting cooler and dry in the north. Even if the taste has changed, it shouldn't have changed so quickly.

For a moment, Wang Yi wondered if he had opened the door in the wrong way. The whole room looked like no one had lived in it for years.

‘Crack! ’

When Wang Yi picked up the moldy food and fruits on the table and looked at them, the table made a sound of being unable to bear the weight and fell apart in front of Wang Yi.

"Brother Meng, your trick really gave me a little surprise."

Looking at the parts of tables and chairs scattered on the ground, Wang Yi threw aside the moldy fruits and food in his hands and looked at Old Meng who was sitting cross-legged in the shadows, the animal scientist Mendel who had the same name as the biologist.

The most obvious improvement when a beastmaster advances to a biological master is the change in his methods.

In the past, animal masters were confined to the cognition of living things, and all they could control were birds, beasts, insects, and fish. The smarter the animal, the harder it was to control. And to be honest, they were not of much help in fighting the enemy. They were ok as scouts, but if they wanted to fight the enemy, they had to learn an additional means of self-defense.

But when it comes to biologists, it is a different story.

The greatest characteristic of a biologist is that he can use his own true Qi to control the bacteria and fungi on his body, as well as the bacteria and fungi, that is, microorganisms, on his opponent's body.

It allows them to suddenly reproduce rapidly in a way that goes against common sense. Its methods are a bit like those of a poison maker or a sorcerer, but more covert and more difficult to guard against because the poisons come from oneself and from the air.

Once infected, the symptoms would be fever, cold, cough, vomiting, diarrhea and other viral symptoms. In the early and mid-20th century when medical science was not yet well developed, not to mention the poor, even the most accomplished spiritual practitioners would die on the spot if they were infected by these diseases.

His first master, Ghost Hand Wang Yaozu, died of tuberculosis, a respiratory infectious disease.

The reason why he recruited the Beast Master school at the first opportunity and wanted to advance them to the Biological Master school was simply because these beasts like Xiao Rizi would use poison gas bombs, bacterial warfare and other biological weapons that were inhumane when the full-scale war of resistance broke out in the future.

If he had a biologist in his hands, at least he could cooperate with him and counterattack in the first place to prevent too many soldiers from dying.

But he did not expect that this biologist's methods, in addition to being effective against enemies, also had a great impact on external objects.

As soon as Wang Yi finished speaking, Lao Meng, who was hiding in the shadows, pounced towards Wang Yi. The red true energy unique to biologists covered his palms and hit Wang Yi.

Seeing this, Wang Yi also waved his hand and hit out a palm, colliding with Lao Meng's palm.

With just a casual palm strike, Old Meng, who was striking with all his strength, was knocked back. He staggered and fell into the light.

But at this time, Old Meng did not have any decadent expression. He just looked up and stared at Wang Yi with sharp eyes.

Wang Yi was also looking at his right hand which had clashed with Lao Meng. He could see that his right hand was covered with red and green spots, and these spots were eroding along his palm towards his arm.

"Ho!"

Magnetic field true qi, turn to me!

As the true Qi circulated, Wang Yi also relied on his powerful cultivation to forcibly kill the viruses that suddenly proliferated rapidly in his body, and then he looked at Old Meng who had a disappointed expression.

"Brother Meng, this is a good trick. It's corpse spots, bacteria and viruses."

Wang Yi was surprised. Only by experiencing the biologist's methods personally could one understand their power.

Lao Meng's move gave even Wu Gensheng's divine spirit a headache. After all, divine spirits could break the law, but they could not kill the bacteria and viruses that existed in the air.

The methods of this biological master are more difficult to deal with than those of the Gu Master. No matter how magical and strange the Gu of the Gu Master is, it is ultimately a product cultivated by combining Qi, biology, and medicine. The combination of the three creates the Gu. Once one of them is destroyed, the Gu loses its vitality.

But these bacteria and viruses will not, although the treatment method is very simple, high temperature kills viruses, the sudden increase in body temperature is not comfortable for aliens, not to mention suddenly encountering such a large dose of virus attack.

"What a pity. This method is still inferior to that used against a master like you."

"Whether you are inferior or not is never determined by fighting. My methods may be omnipotent, but when it comes to saving the country and the people, Brother Meng, I am not as good as you."

"Really? Then when are we going to go outside the pass again?"

Hearing Wang Yi's praise, Lao Meng's eyes lit up. It was obvious that after his trip outside the Great Wall, he had equated saving the country and the people with killing the Japanese invaders.

"Don't be so anxious. You said that you have just mastered this skill and you have made such a big fuss. You should at least clean yourself up first and figure out the purpose of this skill, how to use it, where to use it, and whether you can control it. Okay, you must be hungry. Come out with me first and ask the kitchen to prepare two side dishes. We will study them together in the evening."

After much persuasion, Lao Meng's unstable state was calmed down and he was led out of the room.

Only then did the two elders Qimen and Dunjia dismantle the formation and let the servants come to take away the sick chickens, mice and birds that were affected and burned and bury them.

As for the room that was damaged by Lao Meng, it was temporarily sealed and isolated, and someone was sent to the hospital to invite a professional doctor to carry out disinfection.

This is the safest way to do it before knowing to what extent Lao Meng, the first biologist, has mastered his methods.

When Liu Wei came back, all the young and old gathered in the house, drinking wine and listening to Lao Meng talk about how he figured out how to advance to a biologist from the information.

To put it simply, it means learning how to use true Qi to control the microorganisms that already exist in your body. To control these microorganisms, you must first be able to observe them, and then you can try to use true Qi to capture these prokaryotes, which are smaller than mosquitoes and cannot be seen by the naked eye.

The next step is how to allow it to coexist in one's body, so that one can use it as a means to deal with the enemy at any time.

This process sounds simple, but only Lao Meng and Wang Yi understand how dangerous it is.

It is said that medicine and martial arts are inseparable. Even if one is not a master of medicine, he or she still knows a little about medical theory. But most of them know traditional medicine, which is to identify medicinal materials, know the meridians, and know what disease you have, who to find to treat you, and how to treat it. But when it comes to modern medicine, no one can answer a question.

Otherwise, Duanmu Ying, who came from a medical family and joined the Jishidiang medical school, would not have become a heretic and a headache for both families.

Then, the group of people also clearly saw that under the means of biologist Lao Meng, a freshly cut apple became moldy and rotten in front of everyone, and it happened so quickly that it took less than a quarter of an hour.

"I've known you for such a long time, and you always come up with something new for me. It's either you or us. What's the name of this trick of Lao Meng now? Biologist, right? Why don't you show me what I can do with this trick?"

Liu Wei saw this and was amazed, teasing Wang Yi. "Yes, do you want to learn the Six Meridians Divine Sword?"

"You really are so quick to talk. I've never heard of the Six Meridians Divine Sword. It has nothing to do with my skills."

Liu Wei was also used to Wang Yi's casual remarks, and Wang Yi just smiled and said nothing.

It's true, since he met Liu Wei, the method he showed most in front of him was not fighting against the enemy, but his family's inherited body skills - he could penetrate the entire city in an instant.

Before he learned the Golden Escape and Flowing Light and realized the shrinking the earth into an inch, he had not yet defeated Liu Wei in physical skills. His physical skills combined the advantages of long-distance attacks and close-range entanglement and maneuvering to deal with the enemy.

Whether it's street fighting or flying kites, it's no problem.

The only drawback is that it requires a very high level of Qi reserves from the practitioner.

Therefore, Wang Yi understood that although Liu Wei was famous for his body movements, his martial arts skills were not much worse than those of ordinary masters. Intelligence workers need to have nimble legs and feet, and nimble hands and eyes. But if you really think that intelligence workers cannot fight, you are totally wrong.

If this person's cultivation base, which is not as good as his own, but more than enough for those below him, could really learn a way to release his true Qi in the form of sword energy, which could be used for long-range or close combat, then, wow, Wang Yi himself dared not even imagine the scene.

"Okay, let's stop talking nonsense. Brother Meng has already mastered his skills. When do you plan to arrange for Brother Meng to go to the Northwest Region?"

"There's no rush. Brother Meng can kill people now, but we have to do more than just kill people. We also have to be able to save people. Brother Meng, will you listen to my arrangements?"

"I am able to have this ability today because of you, tell me."

"You should take good care of your body during this period. After a while, I will go with you to the Continental Hotel in the Shanghai Concession."

"Sure, but I want to know why."

"There is the life-saving medicine that I have been researching, but it lacks the means of a biologist like you, Brother Meng, to facilitate it. If it succeeds, when the war breaks out in the future, I think the people and soldiers of the world will be grateful to you, Brother Meng."

"Okay, you arrange it and I'll do the work."

"Then it's settled. Come, let's eat."
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Lao Meng exceeded Wang Yi's expectations and advanced to biologist before the outbreak of the full-scale war of resistance. This was good news for Wang Yi.

It also gave him more confidence in the upcoming war arrangements.

Soon, after Lao Meng had been promoted to a biologist for some time, he handed over the affairs in the capital to Liu Wei, and Wang Yi and Lao Meng took a train to Shanghai.

Bucciarati, the head of the Republic of China branch of the Continental Hotel, who had received the telegram long ago, also drove over in person to pick up Wang Yi and Lao Meng.

"It looks like you've been doing pretty well here in the past few years."

"Thank you very much, Mr. Wang, for your care here."

Old Meng, who was sitting next to him, was confused when he heard the young foreign driver in front being so polite to Wang Yi.

Because in this land today, foreigners are regarded as first-class people. Even high-ranking officials of the national government have to be polite when seeing these blond and blue-eyed foreigners. Those compradors who made their fortunes by relying on foreigners and foreign companies would like to treat foreigners as their own fathers and respect them. However, it is not the case now. The other party respects Wang Yi very much.

But what surprised Lao Meng was not only the performance of the young driver in front of him. When the car arrived at the Republic of China branch of the Continental Hotel, what he saw and heard after getting off the car shocked Lao Meng even more.

Because rather than calling this a hotel, Lao Meng thinks it would be more appropriate to call it a military camp.

The hotel is just a landmark building, and the residential houses on both sides of the hotel are also under the business scope of the Continental Hotel. They are not open to the public and are only used as barracks for the veterans of World War I who have been recruited by the Continental Hotel.

The living area, rest area, and medical area are all well organized and arranged in an orderly manner.

As for the 500 veterans of World War I who had crossed the ocean with him, even though Old Meng knew nothing about military affairs, he could see that these 500 veterans were just as strong as the Kwantung Army that occupied the area outside the Great Wall.

Lao Meng also noticed that every veteran here knew Wang Yi, and the way they looked at Wang Yi was the same as when they looked at the young foreigner before, with a mixture of respect and fear.

"This... these are all what you captured from the United States?"

"I guess so. If we hadn't found this tiger skin in the United States, do you think our business would have been so smooth in the past few years?"

"But they..."

"Don't worry, they are trustworthy and their military discipline is acceptable, but it only applies to them. You just need to be cautious and trust them. Brother Meng, as I said before, they are powerful but not virtuous. I can only let the person in charge here take care of you, but if you want them to respect you as much as they respect me, Brother Meng, you should show off your skills as a biologist sometimes."

Bucciarati, who was leading the way in front, turned around and looked at Lao Meng, and continued Wang Yi's words in passable Chinese.

"Mr. Meng, here we only respect the strong. The reason why we listen to Mr. Wang is because he is in the United States. We saw him fight with Mr. Wick in New York. On the way to your country, we also witnessed Mr. Wang's magic. So we know very well that here in the Republic of China, Mr. Wick can't save us, only Mr. Wang Yi can.

You are Mr. Wang's friend. I think Mr. Wang's friends also have many magical skills. We are looking forward to it. Of course, you can also ask around. I can't guarantee anything else, but in terms of reputation, I think our Continental Hotel is pretty good in Shanghai. As long as you show us something that impresses us, you will be the most distinguished guest of the Continental Hotel."

Bucciarati's words made Lao Meng even more confused. He had never seen a foreigner who was so polite to others.

And when Wang Yi and Lao Meng were led by Bucciarati, they also met the penicillin research team that had been in the Republic of China for almost three years.

As expected, we are still stuck at the stage of cultivating high-quality strains. If we can't get through this stage and increase the yield, no matter what we do, it will be half the result with twice the effort.

The conditions required for these extraction steps do not exist in the Republic of China for the time being, at least it is impossible to do it in an industrial form.

But the same thing applies, first solve whether it exists or not, then solve whether it is good or not.

As long as penicillin can be released earlier, even if the extraction technology is completely controlled by the United States, I can still make a batch in advance and hand it over to you, which will still save countless lives.

So, when the research team saw with their own eyes how Lao Meng used his methods to make the bacteria on a culture dish multiply to a scale visible to the naked eye at a speed they could not understand, they immediately realized how important Lao Meng, the biologist, was to the research they were conducting.

Suddenly, looking at Lao Meng was like looking at a huge human-shaped gold nugget.

"I'll leave the man to you. You've seen his tricks, so be careful. He's different from me. He won't be as easy to talk to as I am to you. If you really make him unhappy, he can turn the entire concession into a deadly place within a week. I'm not kidding you, Bucciarati."

"I know very well, Mr. Wang, but I am not so worried about you."

"You are quite clever. Then, take me to meet the guest I arranged for you earlier."

"Please follow me, Mr. Wang."

Looking at Lao Meng who was communicating with Fleming's research team to understand the effects of penicillin, Wang Yi followed Bucciarati and left quietly.

They took the elevator to the middle floor of the hotel, which was planned as the employee living area. When they arrived in front of a room, Bucciarati knew when to leave. There was only Wang Yi and the person in the room on the floor.

After taking a deep breath, Wang Yi knocked on the door and spoke loudly.

"Brother Ma Feng, do you still remember our old friend from Pucheng?"

The voice was heard, followed by silence, and then the door opened. Wang Yi walked into the room with trepidation.

(End of this chapter)