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The two cleaning ladies finished sweeping and directly put their brooms and other cleaning tools into the storeroom, to be used again the next day to clean other hotel rooms and corridors.
The guest who fell ill returned to his room feeling an empty stomach, so he called room service and ordered a steak and a fruit platter.
The waiter who delivered the meal came into contact with the ill patient. Then, the waiters came into contact with the chefs, and then delivered meals to other hotel guests.
Guests coming and going in the hotel stayed for one night and then embarked on cars or airships to other cities and countries the next day.
While in the car, they chatted with the driver.
While on the airship, they chatted, laughed, and even went further with strangers in the bar.
Back home, they ate with their families and shared utensils.
And their family members went to school, went to work, went to companies, went to communities, fell ill and went to the hospital to see a doctor, and came into contact with hospital doctors and nurses.
The incubation period of the bacteria ranged from one day at the very beginning, to four or five days after genetic mutation, and now up to ten days at the longest.
An invisible and lethally dangerous cunning demon, covering its wildly grinning mouth with its hand, stealthily infiltrated every country and region of the world.
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In Pegurose Federation, on the southwest coast, a container ship slowly approached an uninhabited shore.
Inside the prison, the inmates of C-Block, under the supervision of guards, lined up to pass through a disinfection gate before entering the iron gate behind it.
Lest Koriya and Geller lined up one after the other; they were among them.
"What are they planning to do?"
Lest Koriya looked at the iron gate ahead. The inmates hadn't made a sound after entering the iron gate and hadn't come out, so he didn't know what was inside.
"Perhaps they intend to release us."
Geller's lips curled slightly. The new warden had said that they would stay here for a while, and then they would be released.
That day might be today.
"It's my turn. See you behind the door."
After a long while, it was finally Lest Koriya's turn. He turned and high-fived Geller, then, after the guards disinfected him, he stepped through the iron gate.
"Ow~!"
As soon as he stepped through the iron gate, a person in a white uniform jabbed a syringe into his neck, causing Lest Koriya to scream in pain.
"Hey, buddy, what did you inject into my neck?"
Lest Koriya looked at the syringe in the white-uniformed person's hand, a chill running through his heart. The needle was as thick as a nail.
"Don't worry, it's an injectable micro-tracker."
Suddenly, a hand rested on his shoulder, and Geller's voice sounded in his ear.
"Injectable micro-tracker?"
Lest Koriya looked puzzled; he had never heard of such a thing. Geller looked at his confused expression and smiled.
"It means no matter where you are, no matter what corner of the world you're in, they can easily find you."
"And you're telling me not to worry about this?"
"Does this prison have such a thing?"
Lest Koriya exclaimed in surprise. Had the outside world changed so much while he was imprisoned for several years?
"Also, why didn't they inject you?"
Geller shrugged and smiled, saying:
"Perhaps they need you to do something."
"Moreover, do you think such a thing is common?"
"Before I entered this prison, various countries considered such injectable micro-trackers to be merely a concept. According to my previous estimations, this technology wouldn't emerge for at least another thirty years."
"The micro-tracker injected into you now costs at least hundreds of millions of Jenny; it's not something ordinary people can afford."
"At least in my opinion, Hannibal Bane could absolutely not possess this technology."
"Our new warden's identity is unfathomable."
Geller, with a sinister smile, patted a bewildered Lest Koriya and sneered,
"It seems you are this new warden's VIP."
"Damn VIP, I don't want to be that kind of VIP!"
Lest Koriya cursed in frustration but still followed the guards to the deck of the container ship and saw Illumi Zoldyck.
"Lest Koriya, I have a task for you."
Illumi Zoldyck, with a rare smile, said to Lest Koriya, who had just come out of prison.
"Wait, wait, you should put away your smile; it's a bit scary."
To Lest Koriya's surprise, the burly man got goosebumps looking at Illumi Zoldyck's smiling face.
He was not unfamiliar with Illumi Zoldyck. Illumi Zoldyck had met with them every day during the two months he drifted on the ship, using his abilities to influence their emotions and psychology.
At first, these inmates held hostile attitudes towards Illumi Zoldyck.
But slowly, for some unknown reason, all of them couldn't feel hostility towards Illumi Zoldyck, and even developed a fondness, until finally becoming like Lest Koriya.
Illumi Zoldyck's smile slowly faded, his expression returned to calmness, and he narrowed his eyes, saying:
"I want you to return to the Santo Domingo region of the Aztec Republic and continue to lead your drug trafficking group."
"Additionally, I will send two of my subordinates to protect your safety and, by the way, clear your obstacles."
While Illumi Zoldyck was speaking, Lest Koriya was still turning his head, looking around, and replied:
"You wouldn't help me for no reason, right? Just tell me what the conditions are."
Although Lest Koriya felt an inexplicable awe and fondness for Illumi Zoldyck, in his heart, profit still held an extremely important position.
"After you return to Santo Domingo, I want you to find a way to contact General Ilya of the Santo Domingo military district."
"What!?"
"No, no, you're sending me to my death."
Lest Koriya immediately shook his head like a rattle-drum. General Ilya of the Santo Domingo military district was a notorious warlord in the Aztec Republic.
Even if his drug trafficking group was powerful, it couldn't compare to a warlord. Wasn't this just going to his death?
"Once you contact General Ilya, you will become our representative to conduct arms deals with him."
"I believe General Ilya, for the sake of money, will not do anything unfriendly to you."
Illumi Zoldyck, regardless of Lest Koriya's attitude, turned and walked away, speaking as he went.
"Oh, and your bodyguards aren't good people, so be careful how you treat them."
"Don't get yourself killed."
Lest Koriya stood rooted to the spot, watching Illumi Zoldyck's receding figure, windswept and disheveled.
"Fatty, it's time to go."
Suddenly, a wild voice sounded in his ear.
Lest Koriya turned his head and saw a single-ponytail man in a black trench coat standing beside him, a defiant smile on his face, and bloodthirsty madness in his crimson eyes.
"The private airship is ready; let's depart."
Caesar also stepped out from his side, similarly in a black trench coat, with the elegant demeanor of a mature man in every gesture.
A private airship bearing The Execution Ground symbol had already docked on the deck, waiting for them to board.
Helplessly, Lest Koriya could only, under the invisible coercion of the two, board the private airship of The Execution Ground prison and fly towards the Aztec Republic.
In reality, Lest Koriya was just one of Illumi Zoldyck's many pawns.
It should be said that all five hundred-plus inmates in this prison were his pawns, pieces secretly eroding the dark world.
On Illumi Zoldyck's side, after arranging all matters, he handed everything over to Lust.
Lust was also quite idle. These days, she had been drinking wine in the company's headquarters office every day; King Bradley's collection of wine was almost entirely consumed by her alone.
As for himself, he returned to the company.
"How many Umbrella-A can our production line produce in a day now?"
Illumi Zoldyck asked King Bradley.
"Our current production line can produce about ten thousand units a day. In Pegurose Federation, people have been placing orders with us continuously."
King Bradley replied, but he frowned and continued.
"Recently, a new type of super bacteria virus has appeared worldwide."
"Hmm!?"
Illumi Zoldyck frowned slightly. His recent attention hadn't been on the news; besides cultivation, it was all about building bases and recruiting more talent for the future.
Recently, Kipsil had recruited many weapons research talents through his reputation, coupled with the large amount of funds provided by Illumi Zoldyck.
A group of people, as if injected with stimulants, worked on Ahmed's psychic armor for ten to twenty hours a day, without eating or sleeping.
He wondered how their not-so-strong bodies managed to sustain it.
"Is it serious?" Illumi Zoldyck asked.
"The scale of this super bacteria has not expanded yet; it's still within controllable limits."
"However, the government hasn't reacted much, nor have they implemented corresponding measures."
King Bradley's answer made Illumi Zoldyck frown. Having experienced various similar situations in his previous life, his heart instinctively tightened.
"Regardless of the government, our company must implement preventive measures, inspection systems, and disinfection; none can be omitted."
King Bradley nodded, and Illumi Zoldyck continued.
"Additionally, if an infected person is found, send them to the New Antibiotic Research Institute and hand them over to Dr. Helen."
"See if she can make any new discoveries regarding this bacteria, and if new antibiotics can combat this virus."
"I understand."
King Bradley replied. Although the governments of major nations had not raised their vigilance, they had to maintain high alert regarding this new type of bacteria.
Illumi Zoldyck, on the other hand, was thinking that everything about this new super bacteria was unknown.
The transmission mechanism, infectivity, and mortality rate—without testing and experiments, they knew nothing, and the eventual result was often a major pandemic.
By the time people reacted, it would be too late, with countless dead and injured.
Moreover, in this era, the increase in drug-resistant bacteria led to a continuous rise in the number of infected people each year, coupled with this new, unknown super bacteria.
This world would likely face a great cleansing, a viral cleansing targeting humanity.
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