If you don't want treatment, get out! This doctor has a terrible temper.

Chapter 197 Even a mosquito's leg is meat; it should be made into a specimen.

The two heavy pieces of equipment that Zhao Wuji brought did look quite intimidating.

With its silver-white metal casing, thick suction pipes, and two burly bodyguards who are 1.9 meters tall with data cables stuck around their necks, it looks exactly like a Terminator straight out of a Hollywood movie set.

But in Wang Minyu's eyes, they were just two big, clueless mosquitoes crawling on his carotid artery, ready to suck his blood.

"Let's get started." Zhao Wuji didn't waste any words, not even bothering to glance at the barefoot doctor in the white coat holding a teacup.

In his view, the so-called "eccentric doctor" was nothing more than a country bumpkin who had mastered some rudimentary biochemical techniques.

The two cyborgs pulled the triggers simultaneously.

"Buzz—"

Instead of the expected gunshot, there was a low, resonant sound wave at a frequency strong enough to cause eardrums to resonate.

Those two devices that look like vacuum cleaners are actually high-powered "bio-frequency interference devices".

Visible ripples shot out from the gun muzzle, directly hitting the pool of "Jade Soup" bubbling with pink bubbles.

The big shots who were enjoying the hot spring suddenly felt as if a steel wool ball had been stuffed into their brains and was being scraped wildly.

"Ah! My head!"

"Help! There's electricity in the water!"

The pool water churned violently, and the once calm pink surface began to turn black, indicating that the mycelium had sensed a deadly threat and was releasing stress toxins.

Zhao Wuji adjusted his gold-rimmed glasses, a cold, authoritative smile playing on his lips: "Don't waste your energy. This is a 'stripping frequency' specifically developed for that thing underground. In just three minutes, the active substances in the water will die and be recovered by my equipment."

"Three minutes?"

Wang Minyu stood by the second-floor railing, screwed the lid of his teacup on, and casually handed it to Su Qing next to him.

"Guan Shan, start the timer. Let's see if our Director Zhao can hold out for three minutes without wetting his pants."

Guan Shan didn't say anything, but silently stuck the green-glowing entrenching shovel into the cement ground, making a crisp "crack" sound.

Just as the frequency jammer was turned on at full power, the sound array around the construction site suddenly lit up with red lights.

Hiding in the basement, Situ Zhen was sweating profusely as he pushed the putter, his headphones filled with the cacophony of electrical popping sounds.

"Boss! The frequency matches! That bastard's using the exact same frequency as that thing underground's morning grumpiness!"

"Then let's add something special to it," Wang Minyu said into the walkie-talkie. "Take away 'Lullaby' and replace it with that... 'Tantative'. Make it a Peking Opera version mixed with heavy metal."

next second.

The sound system, originally intended to soothe the "giant baby," suddenly shattered.

"Ah—oh—ah—oh—eh—"

The incredibly captivating and high-pitched vocals, combined with the "manic" low-frequency bass specially tuned by Situ Zhen, instantly drowned out the buzzing of Zhao Wuji's two devices.

This sound isn't meant to be heard; it's used to shake a person's brain.

Zhao Wuji's expression changed.

Before he could react, something strange happened in the pool.

Stimulated by two completely opposite and extremely frenzied sound waves, the underground matrix, which was originally just "wanting to eat," was completely awakened.

For a grumpy, immature person, noise is the best declaration of war.

"Splash!"

The pink pool water suddenly burst open, no longer a giant hand, but countless transparent, pulsating water tentacles that shot out like crazy.

Instead of attacking the wealthy people soaking in the water—after all, they were its long-term meal tickets—they precisely bypassed the crowd and headed straight for the two noise sources on the shore.

The two cyborg bodyguards reacted extremely quickly, turning their guns around to attack.

But the water flows faster.

The tentacles instantly wrapped around their ankles and spread upwards along their thighs.

At the same time, a visible green bacterial patch began to grow wildly on their specially made alloy armor.

Those are "acid-corroding mushrooms" carefully cultivated by Old Cai, which feed exclusively on metal.

"Sizzle sizzle—"

The sophisticated and expensive instrument emitted black smoke.

The two bodyguards moved stiffly and slowly, like toys that had been drained of their power.

"Is this your trump card?" Wang Minyu strolled leisurely down the stairs, his shoes making rhythmic thuds on the metal plate. "Director Zhao, did you buy these two machines from Pinduoduo? The waterproofing is so poor!"

Zhao Wuji finally panicked.

He discovered that his once-proud control over the frequency had completely failed, and the water tentacles, having dealt with the bodyguards, were now greedily reaching towards him.

"Impossible! This is the highest priority instruction code!" Zhao Wuji frantically pressed the controller in his hand. "Why isn't it obeying commands?!"

"Because it's hungry."

Wang Minyu walked up to him and stopped three steps away.

"And it's a picky eater. It doesn't like your code; it prefers... energy."

Before he finished speaking, a thick tentacle shot out from the shadows behind Zhao Wuji. Instead of attacking, it grabbed the crystal radar that was flashing red on the roof of his car, like a claw machine.

"Click."

The priceless energy crystal was forcibly broken off by the tentacles and rolled into the pool.

Then came a sickening chewing sound—though it was water, everyone could hear the joy of eating with gusto.

Without its power source, all the equipment Zhao Wuji brought instantly malfunctioned.

The scene was very embarrassing.

Those bigwigs who were originally panicked were now submerged in the water, with only their heads sticking out, staring in disbelief at the scene.

"Is this...is this for the show?" Tu Jinshan, being a businessman, was quick-witted. He wiped the water from his face and shouted, "Everyone! Did you see that?! This is our Renxin Hot Spring's 'Holographic Immersive Security System'! It's designed to deal with all kinds of troublemakers!"

Wang Minyu gave Tu Jinshan an approving look. This fat guy has really found his way.

He turned to look at Zhao Wuji, whose face was pale and who had been lifted up by Guan Shan by the collar like a chick.

"Director Zhao, now we can talk about compensation." Wang Minyu pulled a calculator out of his pocket and his fingers flew across the keys. "You scared my customers, polluted my water, and ruined the feng shui of my construction site... We need to settle these scores clearly."

Zhao Wuji gritted his teeth, maintaining his last shred of dignity: "Wang Minyu, don't be so arrogant. The legal department of Peak Bio isn't to be trifled with. You've illegally detained..."

"Shhh."

Wang Minyu raised a finger to interrupt him.

"This is a clinic, not a shady place. Your behavior just now, in my opinion, constitutes severe 'mania' complicated by 'paranoia'. As a doctor, I have an obligation to provide you with emergency intervention."

He turned to look at Su Qing.

"Get him a card. A VIP supreme recuperation card, starting with a top-up of ten million. Also, those two big guys seem to be in good physical condition, keep them as 'rehabilitation training equipment'."

"Equipment?" Su Qing was taken aback.

"Yes." Wang Minyu pointed to the two machines that were still smoking. "Take out the high-energy batteries inside and use them to heat Old Cai's greenhouse. As for these two... isn't Pierre researching 'handmade beef balls' lately? Let them help pound the meat to save electricity."