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The staff member of the diplomatic team was stunned for a moment, and then realized that he had indeed forgotten that there was another thing, and he quickly explained: "That's right, Mr. Chu, the diseases on that planet are no longer limited to on that planet."

"Based on the information we have obtained so far, this disease may be transmitted even without contact, and it cannot be controlled at all!"

Hearing these words, Longjing's mind suddenly gathered together.

Completely non-contact infection?

"The entire Star Alliance has fallen into a relatively serious panic. The management of the alliance has extended an olive branch to us, and their attitude has softened... Should we—"

Chu Ci raised his eyebrows: "Should we surrender?"

His voice was cold.

"After the surrender, everyone will unite to resist the Zerg. Then when the battle is over, everyone will return to the original track again. Those women who were rescued by us will return to the nightmare in exchange for the support of those people .”

"All the girls continue to protect themselves with trepidation, even if they stay on their own planet, they don't feel safe enough? They are always in fear, afraid of what will happen to themselves, afraid of what happens to their sisters and friends, afraid to let go of their hands a little bit, two people Will we never see each other again?"

Having said that, he paused: "I'm not a righteous person."

"But I believe that the principles in my heart, on top of the absolutely natural unity of mankind, are equally important to stick to."

"After knowing what happened to them, can you still stand by and watch?"

Chu Ci's eyes glanced lightly at the women who were helping hand wrenches and serve tea and water in the starport. Their faces were relaxed for a long time, and this relaxed and happy mood was still accompanied by the starship "Night Watcher" The distance from that barren and remote planet widens and becomes larger.

Hesitation appeared on the face of the staff member of the diplomatic team.

He seemed to be persuaded by Chu Ci's words, but he didn't.

After a brief hesitation for three seconds, he gritted his teeth and said to Chu Ci: "I understand."

Before he finished speaking, he was about to leave and go back to his job, but before he could leave, Longjing asked him one thing - "Please tell Guan Yue for me, I will find a way for her, so Going down is no way."

He paused: "Just tell her that I have already gone to see Ms. Hegriman."

Longjing's wording was a bit strange, but that person didn't pursue it.

At present, the overall wind direction in the entire interstellar world is not very favorable to them, and the responsibility for reversing this wind direction can only fall on the shoulders of their diplomatic staff.

Of course, there is also Guan Yue who is favored by Mr. Su Qu.

Chu Ci walked in the direction of the command center, and Long Jing happened to follow him on his way to the research room.

The two walked side by side for a while.

It wasn't until he was about to reach the door of the research room that Chu Ci said to him: "How much do you know about this Ms. Hegriman?"

Longjing turned his face away to look at him, his hand stopped an inch before touching the opened door.

"What do you know?"

Chu Ci met Longjing's eyes.

There were no waves in their eyes, but there seemed to be a raging undercurrent sweeping under the calmness, swallowing the sky and destroying the earth.

Chu Ci spoke.

"Before the disease spread again this time, it happened to be the time when we were fighting those people down there."

"During this time, the Star Alliance has tried their best to throw dirty water on us."

"Included—they once again used the planet's unique online virtual contact channel—to move Ms. Hegriman's children out, and to exaggerate Ms. Hegriman's dereliction of duty as a mother."

In Chuci's eyes, Longjing saw the flame that was sunk in the piercing ice.

He couldn't help laughing.

That smile was real, truly human.

Longjing agreed: "I understand."

Chu Ci knew that he understood, so he didn't say anything else.

He hoped to remind Longjing of their past memories through a lot of reminders, but he also didn't want Longjing to recall his past self again.

Seriously live as a human being, in the long, cold and dead darkness, it is really too difficult.

Watching Longjing leave his sight, Chu Ci also smiled and left the spot.

They all have a lot of things to do and shouldn't be trapped in one memory after another.

Chu Ci sighed, and tried his best to regain his focus on Longjing.

He still has a lot of things to do, and he can't waste too much time here, which is not good for both of them.

Long Jing stood at the door of the research room, and he listened to the almost undetectable sounds of walking outside the door.

This Chu Ci is very problematic.

But so far Longjing hasn't seen what's wrong with this person.

"Ms. Dragon?"

Esmeralda noticed Longjing standing at the door.

She put down the culture medium in her hand, looked at Longjing, and asked softly.

Longjing came back to his senses immediately, he looked at the thing in Esmeralda's hand, reluctantly curled his lips, and confirmed part of his conjecture.

"Ms. Hegriman, what is in your hand?"

Esmeralda didn't notice the subtlety in Longjing's words, she replied directly: "Oh, this, this is a petri dish."

She paused, then continued to ask: "What's the matter with you here?"

Longjing stared at the petri dish, and suddenly said word by word: "What kind of petri dish?"

Esmeralda finally realized something was wrong.

She raised her head and looked at Longjing. She didn't see any unusual expressions on the other person's face, but she just knew that this person seemed to know what she had done.

The medium is very dark in color.

You can also vaguely see small pieces of metal powder mixed in it, occasionally producing two or three points of glare under the illumination of the light.

"It's just the medium used to grow the pathogen of that disease."

Esmeralda pondered for a few seconds, and calmly answered Longjing's question.

Staring at the box of culture medium, Longjing said, "Stop it."

Esmeralda laughed suddenly, her face was gentle and calm: "Ms. Long, what are you talking about?"

She said such words, but the movement of her hands did not stop.

The space blockade of the entire research room was opened at this moment, and people outside could not enter the door unless they used violence.

Longjing took a deep breath: "Other researchers on the starship, the pathogen of this virus, have tried to cultivate it, and there is no problem in the isolation, but they have never successfully cultivated it at all."

"There is no way to cultivate it, which means that the number of samples available for research is scarce." Longjing sighed, "Do you know that a small number of samples means that the progress of research will be seriously slowed down, not to mention... ...There is no patient carrier on the starship for research, and now their research is only relying on the body materials collected from the sick bodies of people on those planets before Mr. Su went down to continue the research."

Esmeralda: "So, am I going to give you samples right now?"

Longjing smiled.

"It's been a long time since I saw that culture appear on your desk."

"The first time I saw it was in your laboratory. Now, a few days later, I can see that this culture medium is still in your hands. Not only is it there, but you have also used it."

"Guan Yue asked someone to go back to Xingwang to check your private resume. In addition to being the direct disciple of the Mecha Master, you were once the champion of the Junior Science and Technology Grand Prix. Your award-winning work is a paper—— The model feasibility of the generation of biological mechs."

"I don't know if I don't check. Guan Yue even went through all the materials of your thesis because he had a hunch that there was something wrong with you."

"She spent one night comparing the results, and finally told me that you might like life sciences more than mechs. Because in the published papers, except for the half related to mechas, there are about 70.00 of the rest. % is life science, and in the half about mechs, half is also a discussion on the application of life science technology."

Longjing took out a tube of light blade from his pocket.

He just saw that Chu Ci took it casually, so he took a tube along with it.

"Really, if it gets worse, humans will really become extinct."

Esmeralda heard him say this, and just asked, "Do you have proof?"

Her voice was soft, cold and ethereal.

It was as ethereal as if there was nothing in this world that could keep her anymore.

Longjing: "I have no proof."

Esmeralda laughed.

She said: "I will not admit things without evidence."

Longjing: "But that kind of disease has really killed most of the remote planets in the Star Alliance. The Zerg has more advanced wormhole technology, and their combat is gradually relying on that technology to overwhelm the Star Alliance. the edge of."

"Also, a lot of people have died."

As he said this, he took out the memory metal sheet with numbers that were constantly increasing from his pocket.

[Current mission progress: 8932453431/100000000000. 】

[Current mission progress: 8932453433/100000000000. 】

……

Esmeralda raised her head and closed her eyes silently.

Her eyes were a little dry, and she could feel the discomfort even if she closed them.

She said to Longjing in a very soft voice: "I didn't want them to die, they could have survived."

"The pain of others is never more important than their own interests. If they die, it is because of their own problems."

Longjing frowned: "Don't be obsessed anymore—"

Esmeralda's sudden burst of laughter interrupted Longjing's persuasive words, and she slumped down on the chair, her expression slightly out of control and slightly mad.

She slowly raised her forehead and said, "Can you believe that there are so many people in the Star Alliance who are prejudiced against women?"

"If there is no prejudice, the pathogen I have spent more than ten years creating can't start the program to kill each other."

"Of course, if the degree of that prejudice does not reach the bottom line I set, it will not be triggered to die."

Longjing's eyes gradually widened.