Then, she suddenly looked up at him, and he was still smiling, with an uncontrollable mockery in his eyebrows and the corner of his mouth.
She had been following the pneumonia virus outbreak closely since many of the frontline workers were her forr colleagues.
She knew that most of the dead were Chinese, but she hadn’t paid attention to other ethnic groups.
She felt that since it was a virus, the infection should not be racially specific.
This ti, the experts involved in researching the virus were all top-notch, so if it was due to the virus itself, it would be impossible to have done so much research and made no progress.
Could it be related to ethnicity?
With this thought, she imdiately took out her phone and called her cousin Lin Xiao, who worked at the research institute.
"Brother, are all the people infected with the pneumonia virus Chinese?"
There was a pause on the other side of the phone, probably checking the patient records at hand. A mont later, he replied to Qiaoxu.
Indeed, they were all Chinese!
To be precise, they were all people of the Yellow race.
In addition to Z Country, there were also several cases from R Country, H Country, and Xinma. However, it was a widespread outbreak in Z Country.
After getting the answer from Lin Xiao, Qiaoxu’s gaze at Gu Junhao changed.
"Do you know the reason for this?"
Seeing Gu Junhao showing his big fangs and squinting with laughter, she said, "You guess."
Qiaoxu had no patience to fool around with him, and nervously said:
"You must know how to develop the specific dicine for this outbreak, right?"
Gu Junhao still remained silent and laughing, but the more he had such an expression, the more Qiaoxu believed that he really had the ability.
She even didn’t care about the fact that he had tried to poison her before.
"Gu Junhao, this is a matter of life and death for our nation. Those who died are our compatriots. Can you really sit idly by?"
Speaking of this, she paused for a mont and thought of Gu Junhao’s temperant, especially his love for being praised professionally. She imdiately flattered him lavishly:
"Think about it, if you develop a cure and save these dying people, you would be a great hero of the whole Chinese nation."
But Gu Junhao was not moved by her praise and just tapped the tabletop with his fingertips nonchalantly, sneering:
"What does their death have to do with ? I want to be the master of this world, to make all humanity worship as king, isn’t it good enough?"
With that, he chuckled softly.
Such a middle school syndro line could only be uttered by a rebellious teenager like Gu Junhao.
Although it was incredibly ridiculous, Qiaoxu felt inexplicably that he really ant what he said.
He truly wanted to be the dominator of all humanity.
Qiaoxu tried to communicate with him from his perspective, "Even if you want all of humanity to worship you as king, don’t you have to protect humanity first?"
Upon hearing this, Gu Junhao looked up at her, and a aningful smile suddenly flickered at the bottom of his eyes. He chuckled twice and said, "Not necessary."
Qiaoxu’s expression slightly darkened, then asked him, "I’m curious, what’s the aning of being the master of all humanity when you ignore their lives?"
Staring intently into his eyes, she continued:
"If you want people to obey and admire you, you need to have the foundation of ’people’ first, don’t you?"
She didn’t know why she had the patience to explain such basic knowledge that even an idiot would understand to Gu Junhao, but she had to.
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