Rousseau adjusted his glasses and asked confusedly, "What is it?"
"I might know the truth about this so-called 'Breath Disease' that's driving all creatures in the world towards extinction. I need to verify my hypothesis on a patient," Leon answered calmly.
Rousseau's old face showed astonishment.
The female officer also glanced over again.
"Are you saying there's a way to cure the Breath Disease?" The old man's hand trembled slightly with excitement.
However, Leon shook his head frankly.
"I don't know how to cure the Breath Disease, I just said...perhaps I know the cause of this world's mass extinction."
Rousseau's expression became solemn: "What do you want us to do to cooperate?"
"Please provide a volunteer who is seriously ill; I will verify my hypothesis under your supervision," Leon replied.
Without any pretentiousness or hesitation, Rousseau immediately gave a serious order to the commander of the refuge.
