Chaoyan lowered his head, his eyes dim.

"No matter how many times... I can't help it." She whispered: "There are obviously people like this coming, but I can't let them go. I try to believe in their goodness, but I always see their ugly side.

"

She added: "By the way, you don't have to hide things from me. I know a lot about you. I know that you are the deputy minister of the City Protection Department. I also know that you are the leader of the Human Self-Salvation Alliance. I also know that you are the number one

Meng Xunjia, so you don’t need to be on guard against me. I won’t leak your information, Jamel Xiao and I are not the same person.”

Su Mingan looked at her, she seemed to know everything.

"Deputy Minister, you haven't been to the Ministry of Protection for a long time. There are many remaining matters here that need to be finalized by you personally." The cloaked man said.

"Okay, let's go." Su Mingan said.

They left the crowded streets and walked more and more sparsely until they reached a quiet construction area when a scream rang out.

"ah--!"

Su Mingan looked towards the source of the sound, and saw a disheveled woman staggering out of the hospital. She was wearing a blue and white hospital gown, her face was covered with dark marks, and her body was covered with dark tentacles.

"The patient has escaped! Her terminal black fog disease has attacked! She is going to mutate!" the nurse behind screamed, unable to stop the woman.

When the woman saw Su Ming'an, a desire for flesh and blood emerged in her eyes. She stepped forward and wanted to bite Su Ming'an's neck.

Su Mingan's eyes moved slightly and his fingers curled——

"boom!"

There was a gunshot.

Blood suddenly burst from the woman's chest, and she made a gurgling sound from her throat as she fell forward. Su Ming'an didn't hold her back, her black hair brushed against Su Ming'an's shoulder, and her heavy body fell to the ground.

When the woman fell down, Su Mingan met her eyes.

——Reddish eyes, eyes blackened by black fog, eyes of despair and sadness.

"I...don't want...to die."

Broken words squeezed out of her throat, and then she could no longer make a sound. Her heart had been pierced by a bullet, and life quickly escaped from her body. When Su Mingan lowered his head, the woman had turned into a corpse.

There was a gust of wind, and Su Mingan raised his head.

The shooter blew out the ash from the muzzle of the gun, turned the handle of the gun, and pushed the caregiver away.

She had large diamond-shaped silver wire earrings hanging from her ears. Her face was bright, and she strode towards Su Mingan with a smile. The earrings made a crisp clashing sound, just like her smart eyes. On her chest hung [Urban Protection Department·

Deputy Minister Assistant Qiu Shui's famous brand.

"We have long said that patients with advanced black fog disease have no treatment value and may mutate at any time, causing danger."

She raised the handle of the gun as if she wanted to press it against Su Mingan's chin: "You, you, Deputy Minister, you always have a kind heart and think that they may still be saved, so you insist on letting them stay in the hospital for treatment.

You see, when they really change, they are so desperate."

Su Mingan tilted her head to avoid the handle of her gun.

Qiu Shui rolled his eyes in surprise, then smiled and said, "Well, it seems you are in a bad mood today."

The gun was turned in her left hand and quickly retracted. At the same moment, she raised her right hand and held a beautiful little wild flower.

"Then, I'll give you a flower today, and wish you a happy mood." She smiled with her eyebrows crescent, extremely bright.

Su Mingan's eyes moved slightly.

He saw the caregivers coming forward to deal with the woman's body on the ground. More than three-quarters of the woman's skin had turned black, and thin tentacles emerged from between her flesh, looking very terrifying.

He knew that black fog was a basic disease caused by the spread of black fog, but he did not expect that patients with advanced black fog would be so frightened.

"This is Qiu Shui, your assistant." The cloaked man introduced to Su Ming'an.

"The deputy minister lost his memory again?" Qiu Shui put away the flowers and asked in surprise.

"Yes, go and give the remaining documents to the deputy minister." The cloaked man ordered.

Qiu Shui nodded and took Su Mingan all the way deeper.

At this moment, Su Mingan faintly heard a voice:

[I made such a bright appearance, but he was unmoved? It’s really strange.]

[He is worthy of being a five-star character in strategy difficulty. Currently, his favorability towards me is only 10 points. It is really difficult to reach 100 points...]

Su Ming'an felt certain.

...Is it the favorability system again?

When she was in "Lou Yue Kingdom", Bai Lian had a favorability system with her, and she wanted to conquer Su Ming'an. Later, as the plot developed, this favorability system gradually disappeared. Now, it actually appears in this character named Qiu Shui.

on the woman.

Qiu Shui wants to increase Su Ming'an's favorability to 100 points. However, what she doesn't know is that Su Ming'an can hear her heart.

This favorability system cannot monitor Su Ming'an's heart. It can only judge Su Ming'an's favorability towards Qiu Shui by observing Su Ming'an's superficial attitude. Su Ming'an only softened his expression slightly and heard Qiu Shui's inner voice.

[The favorability level has increased to 15 points, which is great.]

Su Ming'an kept quiet. Only by continuing to listen can he know what this favorability system is.

After passing through many password doors, Qiu Shui took him to a giant computer.

The configuration of the room is a bit like the original Dawn system, with monitoring screens and computers everywhere. Qiu Shui clicked on the screen and said: "I also want to thank you for the many decisions you made before you lost your memory. Let us rush to the "Ark Project" bill.

Before it was passed, I raised objections to the coalition government, which caused a lot of trouble for the anti-war congressmen. In order to express its gratitude to you, the Congress sent a letter of thanks."

Su Mingan was a little confused: "Ark Plan?"

Qiu Shui smiled and said: "You have lost your memory and you have really forgotten everything. The 'Ark Project' is a plan to research a special drug for black fog disease."

Su Mingan nodded: "Oh."

Then he said: "Research on specific medicines, so why should we oppose it?"

Qiu Shui pursed her lips, entered the password, and finally called up the file. In an instant, the document with black and white text appeared on the huge screen, allowing Su Mingan to see it clearly.

…

[Vice Minister Su Shize:

In order to ensure the stability of the world structure and allow the major chaebols to enjoy sufficient benefits, please remain silent when discussing issues related to the 'Ark Project'.

Please sign the attached contract to delay the development of specific drugs for black fog disease.

Coalition Government Mr. Patal]

…

"Delay the development progress of black fog vaccine and specific drugs?" Su Mingan read this sentence, and he suspected that he had read it wrong.

He remembered a soldier named "Ming Luo" he had killed - Min Luo's daughter died of black fog disease.

When his daughter was wailing in pain, Mingluo could only stand helpless by the bed and watch. No medicine could cure the suffering he endured. In the end, the church people forcibly burned his daughter to death, but he was helpless.

This is caused by black fog disease.

It has destroyed so many families and ruined so many people's happiness.

But now - he saw the words "Special medicine for delaying black fog disease"?

"Yes." Qiu Shui nodded: "You may not know what the special medicine for black fog disease means. It will involve an extremely complex power system. Nowadays, mankind has lost 80% of its land, and the entire social system is in danger. Dream

The contradiction between the patrolmen and ordinary people has deepened so seriously. The upper management must gather enough funds and resources to maintain this pattern."

Su Mingan's heart became colder and colder.

"You can understand that the emergence of specific drugs must be delayed so that the upper management can have enough time to connect with organizations such as the Zaibatsu and the Kotake Family to give them space to divest and invest." Qiu Shui said: "Once the specific drugs are available soon,

The emergence of the black fog disease will instantly crush the financial circle with the "black fog" as its core. At that time, once the chaebol collapses and funds are cut off, hundreds of millions of families will be affected. Unemployment, mortgages, relief funds, and stock prices are enough to destroy the entire fragile economy.

Financial system. Only by delaying the research on specific drugs can the people slowly adapt to the times and prevent themselves from being overwhelmed by drastic changes."

She took out an electronic pen and handed it to Su Ming'an.

Those bright eyes with a hint of sadness reflected his slightly startled expression.

"So, Deputy Minister, please sign your name to approve this contract for the 'Special Drug to Delay Black Mist Disease'."

Su Mingan thought of the painful woman just now.

...So those patients who are already in the advanced stages of black fog disease can only watch themselves die.

... There is clearly a first-generation prototype of a specific drug that can save their lives, but because of this economic reason, it cannot be released.

Qiu Shui looked at Su Ming'an's expression and advised: "Today, according to the demographic data of the coalition government, there are 47,298,321 people suffering from black fog disease. And among these more than 40 million people, less than a quarter have late-stage black fog disease.

First, you know what to do compared to the hundreds of millions of families affected by the turmoil of the times."

Su Mingan was silent for a moment and put down his pen: "There will be a way."

He does not understand what the emergence of specific drugs will bring, nor does he understand the structure of social and economic operations, which require years of study.

But he knew that maybe he shouldn't sign.

At this time, Chaoyan held his hand and motioned him to pick up the pen again.
To be continued...