When he discovered that what he ultimately needed was this compound formula, Shen Feng already felt deep despair.

The calculations and various experiments involved cannot be completed within forty-eight hours.

There is really too little time left for human civilization.

Even if he possesses a power that is close to that of a god in a certain sense, he still belongs to "mortal power" in the face of those indescribable and indescribable existences that are completely beyond the imagination of ordinary humans.

Regardless of whether he turned Yamaguchi Sora into a brain in a vat and obtained the virus analysis, everything seemed to be irreversible from the beginning.

He still has to make the most difficult choice.

The beautiful girl stand-in of Jingwei on the side looked solemn, took a hot towel, handed it to Shen Feng and said:

"Shen Feng, there are still thirty minutes."

Shen Feng nodded, took the hot towel and said, "I know."

Don't give up until the last second.

Put a hot towel on your face, and as the nerves and blood vessels in your eyes are soothed, a deep feeling of fatigue comes over you instantly.

He had not rested for two consecutive days and two nights, and had been using his consciousness tentacles at high intensity, and his energy was completely exhausted.

But now is definitely not the time to sleep.

Shen Feng drank a glass of water, took a deep breath, put on the helmet again, and entered the virtual reality space.

In the virus laboratory of the Capital Center for Disease Control and Prevention in the apocalypse of the Stone Statue, a group of medical elites saw Shen Feng appear, and immediately heaved a sigh of relief and invested in research and development again.

They have no doubt that the commander-in-chief has the ability to kill those 800 million infected people, and they are absolutely unwilling to go to the final step.

As doctors with a benevolent heart, even if just one life slips away in their hands during daily rescue work, it is enough to plunge these doctors into deep despair and pain.

They simply couldn't imagine how painful it would be for a savior like the commander-in-chief to kill 800 million people with his own hands.

Doing this will definitely directly destroy the commander-in-chief!

Li Tongchen took a deep breath, gritted his teeth hard, stared, almost broke his teeth, and continued to test new compounds.

This last compound sounds simple to say, but when it comes to actual research, it's not the same thing at all.

There are a huge number of permutations and combinations, even existing supercomputers need to complete the deduction on a year-by-year basis, and medical research is not a simple permutation and combination at all, virus experiments, clinical trials, etc. are also required...

Time, they need damn time!

Humans need time!

The countdown in the virtual space next to it is like the countdown of death, ringing the second hand in everyone's heart.

Shen Feng also continued his research at this time, even though he knew that it was completely futile, he still did not stop.

No one is qualified to give up hope until the last second.

Including himself!

The same is true for all the medical elites present, including doctors around the world who are qualified to conduct research on evil spirits viruses.

They are racing against time, racing against death, and must try their best to run to the last second!

At this time, many doctors at the Salvation Army, in addition to continuing their research, also began to consider another thing.

That is, once they face the final defeat and the commander-in-chief really kills 800 million people, how should they provide him with spiritual support so that he will not be defeated by this incident or fall into the abyss?

The commander-in-chief has provided them with too much help, and now it is time for them to repay the commander-in-chief.

It was only then that they discovered with even greater despair that they had no clue as to the existence of the commander-in-chief.

We have no idea who this mysterious game developer is, where he comes from, how he came about, and how he will be affected.

Click...

The second hand moved to the twelve o'clock position again.

Five minutes left.

As long as we walk five more times, one of the worst results will occur.

Li Tongchen took a deep breath, put down the device in his hand, walked to Shen Feng in the virtual reality space, and said word by word:

"Commander, if I were you, I would do the same thing. What you do is also what I do."

Shen Feng's virtual reality image raised his head and looked at the old doctor in front of him who had completely removed his disguise. He met his eyes and instantly understood what he meant.

The other person wants to alleviate his guilt.

Shen Feng nodded and was about to say something when Israeli virologist Yuval walked up to Shen Feng quickly and said solemnly:

"Commander, if your hands are stained with blood, the blood is also stained by us. If you want to bear the responsibility, it should first be borne by us. If you need me to kill someone, I will use a scalpel to do it." Slit the man's throat."

Four minutes.

"Commander, if you need me to do anything, all I need is a word from you."

"Commander, the Salvation Army advances and retreats with you. What you do is what we do!"

"In my heart, you are the embodiment of human will, and everything you do is the embodiment of human will!"

"Commander..."

Many doctors stopped what they were doing and shouted loudly to Shen Feng.

As doctors, they really understand the psychological impact of killing 800 million people.

Even the commander-in-chief would never be able to bear such a powerful and terrifying feeling of guilt.

Precisely because they feel the commander's sense of responsibility for human civilization, they also understand that he is likely to have a strong sense of guilt.

They want to bear this spiritual burden with the commander-in-chief!

three minutes.

Shen Feng smiled slightly, and the heaviness he felt before had been relieved a lot, and said:

"Everyone, I understand what you all mean. Thank you all...it's not even the last second, so we shouldn't give up lightly. Please continue the research at hand."

Everyone nodded, and at this time they forcibly collected the frantic thoughts in their hearts, and once again became focused and immersed in their research work.

Two minutes.

Shen Feng had regained his composure at this time and temporarily used his silicon-based brain to take over most of his thinking in order to achieve absolute sanity.

At the end of the day, the research on the evil spirit virus was just a kind of psychological comfort and had no practical significance.

One minute.

Everyone raised their heads to look at the commander wrapped in mist, with a myriad of thoughts in their hearts.

They know that the last moment is coming.

Shen Feng also raised his head and glanced at everyone, preparing to leave the virtual reality space and return to the real world to implement the epidemic prevention plan.

Among the potentially infected people he wants to kill, there are also many Salvation Army soldiers.

Everything is about to begin.

A massacre unprecedented in human history.

For hope.

Twenty seconds.

Shen Feng took off his virtual reality helmet and stretched out his consciousness tentacles, preparing to sink into cyberspace and send out signals to awaken the gray tide networks buried all over the world.

Ten seconds.

Suddenly, a sudden weak signal suddenly flashed, seemingly transmitting a signal to Shen Feng's virtual reality helmet.

Shen Feng frowned and ignored it, his consciousness continued to sink.

It's about to begin.

At this moment, Jingwei's voice suddenly came from his consciousness:
Chapter completed!