Nightmare Apostle

Chapter 1640: Chapter 955: Gift

"Uncle, as I’ve always said, no matter where I end up in the future, you’ll always be my uncle, my closest elder, and my benefactor."

As Yang Xiao spoke, he intended to kneel and bow to Professor Cui, but the professor quickly took two steps forward to support him, unable to restrain his emotion: "Good, Little Yang, your uncle was right about you. You’re a good child, someone who values old relationships. Your future is limitless, truly limitless!"

"Little Yang, your uncle has some things to give you." Professor Cui turned and walked to a metal cabinet, entered a password skillfully, and took out a silver metal briefcase. He placed the case on the table and opened it, revealing a purple reagent sealed in glass tubes, along with some pill-shaped medicine pills.

The pills were of two types, one black, the other blood-red.

"These are..." Yang Xiao stared at the contents of the briefcase, momentarily dazzled.

Professor Cui took out a tube of the purple reagent and shook it gently, his expression solemn. "This is our latest scientific achievement. Just a contact between this reagent and a magic artifact will change the artifact’s appearance, but there is a time limit, roughly only about two hours."

"Of course, it can only change the color and patterns on the artifact, not the artifact’s shape," Professor Cui added.

Taking the purple reagent from Professor Cui, Yang Xiao shook it gently and found it somewhat viscous, with a texture similar to oil. "Is this thing safe?"

"It’s impossible to say there’s no risk at all, only extremely low," Professor Cui replied. freewebnσvel.cøm

Yang Xiao, with just a simple thought, understood the utility of this thing. After all, the team he would lead in the future had to remain in the shadows, and many among them were notorious evil cultivators who could easily be recognized.

Faces could be concealed with masks, but not magic artifacts. This thing could modify the appearance of magic artifacts, effectively adding an insurance layer to their operations.

Familiar faces couldn’t be deceived, but for strangers or acquaintances, it should suffice.

Yang Xiao’s Ghost Duster was too famous, so it was reforged into the present Ghost Bamboo Stick with the help of Second Demon Uncle.

But the Provincial Office obviously lacked this skill and capability. Even if they had it, it was unlikely they would use it on these expendable evil cultivators, which would be too wasteful.

As Yang Xiao was lost in thought, Professor Cui spoke again about those pills, taking a blood-red one and pinching it between his fingers. "Little Yang, these pills are good stuff. They were specially developed for Apostles. After taking them, they can enhance some physical functions, but the side effects are terrifying. If you don’t take the black pill within three days, you’ll gradually die from poisoning, watching helplessly as your muscles dissolve, your breathing fails, leading to death."

"It’s a prolonged process, lasting several hours, worse than death," Professor Cui said, staring at the pill with no trace of pity in his eyes, only satisfaction with the scientific progress.

"Uncle, you are no simple person..." Yang Xiao murmured to himself. freewebnσvel.cѳm

"Uncle, these guys are desperate. Once they lose control... I mean, if they sense the poison on their escape, I’m worried they might lash out at innocents."

A lost control Ghost-level Apostle was terrifying. If they rampaged in a big city, the consequences would be unbearable.

Stepping back, if they lost control after backfire, it could trigger a paranormal event, with even more dire consequences.

But Professor Cui only smiled calmly, unhurriedly explaining, "Little Yang, you’re underestimating your uncle. We anticipated this at the start of technical development. Rest assured, in the first few hours of poisoning, the toxic Apostle won’t control magic artifacts. At that moment, they’ll be weak as regular people, with no risk of artifact backlash or losing control."

"For us, the only task is swiftly locating their corpse, firstly to destroy it, and secondly to recover the artifact, preventing secondary disasters." Professor Cui clasped his hands behind his back, composed and calm.

"As expected of my dear uncle, there’s not an honest person in the entire Provincial Office." Yang Xiao couldn’t help but admire Professor Cui.

With these pills, he could control the lawless crowd. No matter who he took on missions, he’d force them to take a pill beforehand and, upon return, administer the antidote himself.

If someone died on a mission, the antidote would be spared.

However, before that, Yang Xiao had one more matter to confirm. "Uncle, are these antidotes rare? I mean, could anyone escape and find or concoct such an antidote themselves?"

"You’re overthinking it. Unless it’s a major power like the Esoteric Sect or the Ten Great Sects, those underground captives couldn’t possibly manage. By the time they find an antidote, they’ll have long succumbed to poison." Professor Cui was remarkably confident in his poison.

"The only drawback is this kind of medicinal material is rare, and the product yield is low, so large-scale production remains impossible." At this thought, Professor Cui sighed, acknowledging that in this aspect, Jiangbei Province Office lagged far behind the Esoteric Sect.

Professor Cui had spent quite some time at the Esoteric Sect’s camp, deeply admiring their capabilities. Despite their brutal methods, tossing living persons into an Alchemy Furnace, in their path of alchemy, they possessed unique insights, with especially terrifying mass production capabilities, unmatched worldwide.