"This is not my own credit. It is not so easy to perform the Great Purification Skill on a large scale. This time, I was lucky enough to perform it, and I have to thank Great Doctor Ding."
Catherine cried bitterly in her heart. Her Purification Skill could only be used in a small area. How could it be so powerful? But she didn't remember what had happened during her amnesia. She turned her head and glanced at Ding Ning meaningfully, and directly put the blame on him.
"Great Doctor Ding?"
Although Jackson brought Ding Ning here according to Catherine's order, he did not know Ding Ning's real identity. Hearing this, he looked at Ding Ning in surprise.
"Yes, it's Great Doctor Ding, the one who developed the Rice Bean Oral Solution. Without his help, I would not have the ability to perform the Great Purification Skill on such a large scale."
Catherine's face was calm, but she was secretly complacent. "Humph, I'd like to see how you deal with it."
Jackson's eyes lit up, and he hurriedly took two steps forward to hug Ding Ning, but Ding Ning avoided him as if he was afraid of snakes and scorpions. He stretched out his hand and said with a smile, "I'm not used to your Western etiquette. When in Rome, do as the Romans do. Let's shake hands!"
Jackson was stunned for a moment, and then he laughed heartily and stretched out his hand, "I have long wanted to see Great Doctor Ding who developed the Rice Bean Oral Solution. I didn't expect to see him here. With Great Doctor Ding and the president working together, this zombie virus is nothing to be afraid of."
"Mr. Jackson, you think too highly of me. I don't dare to compare myself to President Catherine!"
Ding Ning smiled politely, and then he looked serious and said, "Although the virus crisis in Darjeeling has been temporarily resolved, this is only treating the symptoms but not the root cause. Although the Great Purification Skill can cut off the route of transmission of the virus, if the pathogen cannot be found as soon as possible, many innocent lives will be poisoned to death by the virus."
"Yes, yes, I only thought of the purification effect of the Great Purification Skill, but I ignored the preciousness of life. Great Doctor Ding has the world in his heart, and he has the true benevolence of a doctor."
Jackson realized that the [Great Purification] was not omnipotent. It could only purify the virus after the fact, but it could not save the life of a zombie. This made him feel ashamed that he was too optimistic.
"I also have bad news to tell you. This virus can evolve. At this stage, the Great Purification may be able to purify it, but when the virus evolves again, I'm afraid it won't be able to. So we shouldn't pin all our hopes on the Great Purification. Finding the pathogen and making the virus serum is our top priority."
As he spoke, Ding Ning's expression was extremely grave. While this was just his deduction, he did not feel that his judgment would be wrong.
After all, Lang Ga's message spirit seal had clearly stated that Orochi had evolved through devouring the Spirit Children who had eaten the Sarira. Right now, it was only a First Transformation Spirit Child. When it reached the Second Transformation, the Third Transformation, or even the Seventh Transformation or the Eighth Transformation … As it grew stronger, the virus it could release would be more powerful, which worried him deeply.
After all, the Sarira was not rare in Tibetan Buddhism, and Orochi was now a Spirit Child. Wherever he went, he would be worshiped by Tibetan lamas as a living Buddha. It was not difficult for him to get the Sarira, so he had to stop him in time.
"The virus can evolve?"
Jackson was completely stunned, and even Catherine was dumbfounded. But she believed that Ding Ning was not an alarmist. Since he said this, it meant that he must have sufficient evidence. At this time, she could only pretend that she had already known it to strengthen the persuasiveness of Ding Ning's words.
"Yes, to be exact, the pathogen is evolving. As long as the pathogen evolves successfully, the people infected by the virus again will not be as easy to deal with as now."
What Ding Ning was most worried about was that with the evolution of Orochi, the zombies would also evolve. Now the zombies only had the speed and strength of ordinary people. Once the zombies became martial arts masters or had strange abilities, the world would be really dangerous.
"Great Doctor Ding, do you know what the pathogen is?"
Jackson quickly caught the meaning of Ding Ning's words and asked eagerly. Even Catherine stared at him eagerly with her beautiful eyes, waiting for his answer.
"Yes, it was originally a genetically mutated monster, but after swallowing a Sarira, it became a Reincarnated Spirit Child. Now it is only a First Stage Spirit Child, but it has already created such a zombie virus. When it swallows a Sarira for the Second or Third Stage, I don't know what kind of zombie virus it will create."
Ding Ning did not hide anything. He walked to the test table, picked up a pen and paper, and drew the appearance of the Spirit Child according to Lang Ga's memory. In just a moment, a lifelike and cute Spirit Child appeared on the paper.
"Reincarnated Spirit Child? Oh my god, this is going to be troublesome! "
Jackson's face was extremely gloomy. The Reincarnated Spirit Child was an extremely revered existence among the Tibetan Lamas. Buddhism believed in reincarnation, and they believed that the Living Buddha was an immortal existence. Even if his body decayed, his soul would be reborn. Therefore, even if this Spirit Child could be found, the Tibetan Buddhists would never believe that he was the monster that created the virus.
"This is a matter that concerns the life and death of all mankind. Therefore, I need the help of the Vatican. Mobilize all forces to find the Spirit Child that this monster has turned into."
Ding Ning directly ignored Jackson and handed the portrait of the Spirit Child to Catherine. His expression was unprecedentedly solemn.
"But …"
Catherine looked troubled. After all, the Holy Church and Tibetan Buddhism were two different religious organizations, and they were enemies in the same industry. In order to compete for believers, the two religious organizations had a lot of dirty fights. Moreover, she didn't think that she had the qualifications for the Pope to be willing to risk falling out with Tibetan Buddhism to help her find someone.
"Tell that old guy the Pope that as long as he can help me find the person, I will agree to his request!"
For the safety of all mankind, Ding Ning could not care about anything else now. Although Liuguang was good, it was just a dead thing in his heart. It was far less important than the safety of his family and friends. If he could use it to exchange for the destruction of Orochi, he would do it without hesitation!
"Alright, I will tell him, but I can't guarantee that he will agree!"
Catherine did not know where Ding Ning got his confidence from, but she was willing to give it a try. Not only because Ding Ning saw her naked and almost took away her chastity, but also for the safety of all mankind.
Jackson was already tongue-tied and speechless. Who was the Pope? He was one of the most powerful people in the world. Why did this little magic doctor from Ninghai have the confidence to make the Pope run around for him?
His instinctive reaction was to find it funny and think that Ding Ning was overestimating himself. But after seeing Catherine's expression, he felt that maybe Ding Ning was really valued by the Pope. After all, there were only two or three people in the whole World Medical Association who knew Catherine's identity as the Holy Virgin of the Vatican, and he happened to be one of them.
"He will agree!"
Ding Ning said resolutely. He was very clear about what Liuguang meant to the Holy Vatican. It was the source of holy light. If the God of Light got it, he might be able to break through and become a Venerable Immortal.
"Well, I will rush back to the Vatican as soon as possible and talk to the Pope about this in person!"
Catherine took a deep look at Ding Ning, and the meaning in her beautiful eyes was complicated and difficult to understand.
"This is my phone number. Then I will go first and see if I can find the pathogen. Tell the Pope that my time is limited. If I find the pathogen first, then don't blame me for going back on my words, and all the promises will be invalid."
As soon as Ding Ning finished speaking, he left his business card and turned away without any reluctance, which made a trace of bitterness appear in Catherine's eyes.
This bastard, he almost killed me just now, and now he is turning his back on me. What a big bastard.
The more Catherine thought about it, the angrier she got. A layer of frost appeared on her face. She was more and more displeased with Jackson, the culprit who ruined her plan. Looking at Jackson, who was eagerly waiting for her to arrange the next step, she said coldly, "Ask the Indian government to arrange a charter flight for me. I want to rush back to the Vatican immediately!"
"Yes, President!"
Although Jackson was very surprised that Catherine's attitude suddenly became so unfriendly, when he thought that the virus might evolve at any time, he suddenly felt a chill in his heart and hurriedly contacted the Indian government.
Looking at the closed door, Catherine sat down in front of the experiment table and stared at Ding Ning's business card in a daze. She bit her pink lips, sometimes smiling knowingly, sometimes blushing, and sometimes gnashing her teeth … Her facial expressions kept changing, and it was very interesting.
When Ding Ning passed by the Imperial Palace Temple, he released his Divine Senses and saw Galava and the three girls burying the old Tibetan couple. He could not help but feel a sense of pity in his heart. He did not say hello to them and left quietly. However, he suddenly realized that life seemed so fragile in the face of this catastrophe.
Yes, it was a catastrophe. Perhaps those otherworldly masters and hermits had not yet noticed this, but the strong uneasiness in his heart gave him a very bad feeling. The threat that Orochi brought to the world would be far beyond everyone's imagination.
In particular, the Descendants of God Organization, relying on the Pandora virus serum, intentionally or unintentionally condoned the growth of Orochi, and even used it as a means to achieve some political demands. Their ignorance and arrogance would cause indelible damage to the world, which made him very anxious and annoyed.
He walked across the border, crossed the snow-capped mountains, crossed the Gobi Desert, saw Tibetan antelopes, and encountered a herd of yaks. When he was hungry, he would find something to satisfy his hunger. When he was thirsty, he would grab a handful of snow balls to quench his thirst. He walked like a devout ascetic. Every time he passed a temple, he would go in to look at it, but in the end, he would come out disappointed, and he could not find any trace of Orochi.
Although Catherine had called him and said that the Pope had agreed to his conditions, up to now, the Vatican had mobilized countless believers to search in Zangjiang, but there was still no news of Orochi.
He walked in a muddle-headed manner on the land of Zang Jiang, emptying all his thoughts. As a passerby, he calmly and indifferently watched the sun rise and set, the clouds roll and unroll, the various forms of life. He even forgot what he was looking for by walking here.
His anxious and impetuous state of mind was constantly washed away in this indifferent and fleeting special mood, becoming transparent and indifferent. His clear eyes were not stained with a trace of dust, and they became ruthless and indifferent, as if no matter how big the things in the world were, they could not cause any ripples in his heart lake.
"There is no Bodhi tree, and there is no mirror. There is nothing, and there is no dust. Donor, make way. You are going the wrong way."
Until a certain moment, he unknowingly came to the Potala Palace. He stood quietly on the steps in front of the door, looking at the magnificent and magnificent building and feeling the aura of the most mysterious Tibetan Buddhist political and religious center. He felt no sorrow, no joy, and no thoughts. Suddenly, an old voice came from behind and broke his calm state of mind.
Ding Ning slowly turned around and looked at the old lama in front of him. His eyes were indifferent without any fluctuation. "Are you talking to me?"
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