Doomsday Rules Counterasures Research Office.
"Currently, we have a general understanding of the hidden content of the sixth rule."
At the eting, a researcher summarized.
"According to the reports submitted by relevant departnts in major cities yesterday, every city has had people who did not suffer explosive bleeding after being infected with the virus. Furthermore, after being infected for a period of ti, these individuals gained the ability to identify virus-infected people within a certain range."
"For this type of person, we are temporarily calling them 'Blood Plague adaptors'."
Everyone nodded. This na was very fitting. After all, these people were not immune to the virus; rather, their bodies had adapted to it and they had even gained a special identification ability.
"And there's another major discovery. So regions extracted blood from Blood Plague adaptors, separated the serum using a centrifuge, and injected it into infected individuals. The red patches on the infected individuals quickly faded. This ans the adaptors' serum can cure those infected with the Blood Plague."
After the researcher finished speaking, the office fell into silence.
Soon, soone spoke up: "If this news is fully disclosed, I'm afraid these Blood Plague adaptors will face a huge threat."
"Yes, everyone would want their serum, right?"
"Can't the dical departnt have their serum researched and analyzed, and then try to develop a vaccine?"
"I'm afraid it's not that easy." A dical expert shook his head. "The developnt ti for a vaccine typically takes years as a unit. Even if we concentrate efforts to shorten the ti and everything goes smoothly, it would still take several months. By the ti it succeeds, this rule would have long since ended."
"Furthermore, based on the data reported from various regions so far, Blood Plague adaptors are extrely rare. The overall proportion might be as high as one in a hundred thousand... only one appears among every hundred thousand infected people. The serum is completely insufficient. If the news is fully disclosed and every infected person demands a serum injection, what should we do then?"
"Exactly. Saying this might be a bit cruel, but I'm willing to be the first to say it—with limited serum, it should still be reserved for important personnel and those hardworking frontline social support workers."
The forr group's identity, status, and power are all there; you can't not reserve it for them. The latter group, as frontline personnel, not only work hard running around everywhere delivering protective equipnt but are also directly responsible for finding and retrieving those infected with the Blood Plague.
If they aren't inford, and they fail to identify Blood Plague-infected individuals in ti, it will be a huge loss.
If they are inford, and they get infected but aren't given the serum for treatnt, other frontline personnel seeing this—who would then wholeheartedly complete tasks and execute orders from superiors?
If frontline workers beco duplicitous and deliberately sabotage things, then even the most correct orders from above are useless if they can't be effectively executed.
"The news cannot be fully disclosed. Apart from frontline workers, other unrelated departnts must not be notified either." The person in charge, Gao Liangwei, made the decision at this point. "Otherwise, the situation will be like in the later stages of the first rule, causing a certain degree of chaos."
Everyone nodded repeatedly. In the later stages of the first rule, Sleep Deprivation, as more people went out and more and more people discovered the Alertness Mints, chaos suddenly erupted everywhere.
But back then, because the number of participants wasn't that high, it could still be controlled.
This ti is different.
This ti, the rule of Fatal Blood Plague is inherently more cruel than Sleep Deprivation. One is a painless death upon falling asleep, the other is death by full-body explosive bleeding. Which is more terrifying is clear at a glance.
If this news is disclosed this ti and the demand for serum injections from the infected cannot be t, they will certainly unleash their maximum destructive potential. Especially now that many people have various Mind Power items in their hands. If they are truly determined to unite and cause destruction, it will bring huge trouble for the authorities.
After the Counterasures Research Office made its decision, the relevant news was quickly completely sealed off.
But this ti, they didn't directly shut down the internet like last ti. While that thod is simple and crude, it would also imdiately let others know that you have secret information you don't want to spread.
So, learning from last ti's experience, network technology professionals recently researched and developed a "one-way mirror system" that uses advanced AI to automatically identify keywords.
Once this system is activated, any content in ssages posted by netizens that is related to the set keywords—whether homophones, similar characters, foreign languages, etc.—will all be recognized and blocked by the one-way mirror system.
After a ssage is blocked by the one-way mirror system, others cannot see it; only the person who posted it can see it. This way, the poster thinks they have spread the ssage, but in fact, their ssage was blocked the mont it was posted, and no notification is given.
As the Counterasures Research Office made its decision, a series of related keywords like "Blood Plague adaptor," "perceive infection," "serum," etc., were imdiately entered into the one-way mirror system and would not be removed until after the rule ended.
...
In an abandoned residential area on Baishui Road, Chen Na and Wang Yan were living there.
At the mont, both of them were wearing professional-grade virus protective gear, exactly what the short-haired woman in a suit had delivered yesterday.
"Mom, here's so water for you."
Chen Na brought a cup of warm water to the bedside. Her mother, Wang Yan, was lying on her side on the bed with her eyes closed, her brows tightly knit with pain, which made Chen Na very sad.
Hearing her daughter's voice, Wang Yan opened her eyes and forced out a faint smile: "Thank you, Nana. Mom's not thirsty... put it aside for now."
"Okay." Chen Na placed the cup on the table beside them. The table was scattered with a pile of painkillers and a hospital diagnosis report.
Among the densely packed words on it, one line clearly stated the four characters: "Late-stage gastric cancer."
Wang Yan herself hadn't expected this result either.
When the hospital examination results ca out, the doctor told her she had at most one or two months left. Her feeling at that ti was that the sky had collapsed.
Before knowing this result, apart from stomach pain for a period each day, she could still walk and drive like a normal person. But after learning this news, she seed to instantly collapse, and now she was in so much pain that even walking was difficult.
Looking at her daughter sitting by the bed watching over her, Wang Yan couldn't help but shed tears: "Nana, Mom is really sorry for you. I said I would take you to Yong'an. I never expected now... in the future, what will you do..."
Having so little ti left filled Wang Yan with extre fear. What she feared wasn't her own death, but how Chen Na, with no one to care for her after she died, would survive in this era of Doomsday Rules?
When she first got the results, her first thought was of Guan Tong. Because through their interactions during the Snow Disaster rule period, she felt Guan Tong was a trustworthy, kind-hearted young man. If he was willing to take care of Chen Na, he would be the best choice.
But she didn't have Guan Tong's contact information. And she also knew that even if she did, why should he help take care of her child? Their relationship was far from that level, but for her daughter's sake, she was willing to swallow her pride and beg.
But now... she no longer knew who she could entrust her daughter to. Relatives had already died in the previous rules. Entrusting her to an official adoption agency made her uneasy.
"Mom, don't be sad." Chen Na held her mother Wang Yan's hand. "Didn't that kind sister who brought us the protective gear yesterday say? Mom, your illness isn't incurable!"
"...Silly girl, she was just kindly comforting you. Even the doctor said there's no way, she..."
"What does the doctor know." Chen Na stiffened her neck, her small face full of stubbornness. "The kind sister said, as long as there is that kind of powerful dicinal item, even late-stage cancer can be cured!"
"..."
How could Wang Yan herself not know this?
Even back at the hospital, that doctor had tactfully ntioned: with ordinary dical thods, it's very difficult to save your life. But if you can obtain special dical drugs produced by the Terminal, there might still be a chance.
It's just that the price of those drugs—Wang Yan had also seen it in the terminal market. That sky-high, terrifying price was simply not sothing an ordinary Ascendant like her could afford.
Chen Na seed to sense Wang Yan's thoughts at this mont and said with an extrely determined look: "Mom, don't worry. That kind sister told . She said as long as I can pass the selection, I can join a small team. After joining that team, the person who founded the team will help pay Ascension Coins to buy the dicine. Then Mom, your illness can be cured!"
Hearing this, Wang Yan was slightly startled: "When did that sister tell you this? How co I didn't know?"
"It... it was when I was seeing the sister out. She told
alone just before leaving."
Wang Yan frowned: "A team? What kind of team? It doesn't sound safe at all. Nana, listen to Mom, don't get involved in these ssy things..."
Chen Na shook her head: "Mom, don't worry. That sister is definitely a good person. Otherwise, why would she give us clothes to protect against the virus?"
"Silly child, pies don't fall from the sky. Think about it, how did that sister know we were here? Also, she didn't tell
directly but told you alone, precisely to hide it from . There must be sothing wrong with this."
Chen Na pursed her lips. She didn't know how that short-haired sister found her and her mom, nor did she know if she was good or bad.
But she knew that sister could save her mom, and that was enough. Besides this one lifeline, she had no other chance whatsoever to earn the many Ascension Coins needed to buy the dicinal item.
"Nana, did you hear what Mom said? You are not allowed to go participate in that so-called selection. You're so young, how can you do it? Mom doesn't want you to encounter danger!"
"...I understand, Mom. Don't be angry, rest well. I'll go make your dicine."
Hearing her daughter say this, Wang Yan relaxed slightly, nodded, and closed her eyes to rest.
But what she didn't see was that after Chen Na turned around, the expression on her small face showed not a hint of wavering.
She had already made up her mind. This ti, she wouldn't listen to her mom. To save her mom, she would accept that short-haired sister's invitation, go participate in the selection, and she must succeed!
...
"Huff... I think I'm starting to get a feel for it."
In the shelter cabin, Guan Tong opened his eyes, ending this ditation session that had lasted over two hours.
Since he couldn't leave the shelter and didn't have the ability to "help the world," he decided to stop receiving too much external information and focus on doing what he should do.
And what he should do now was learn Shi Jingyi's Mind Power Flow course.
For two days straight, he had been morizing various human acupoints and, as Shi Jingyi taught in the online course, trying to calm his mind and enter a certain flow state through ditation.
Trying it out felt pretty good.
Especially since Guan Tong felt his mory had improved a lot compared to before, probably related to Mind Power's transformation of his body.
Originally, he thought it would take who knows how long to rember so many acupoints, but now it seed it would take at most about a month.
"If I can learn it, then my reserve Mind Power of over three thousand can be fully utilized."
Guan Tong thought that if he could achieve what Shi Jingyi did, making Mind Power flow throughout his body, then his own physical functions would certainly improve significantly.
This way, Shadow might also improve, because its functions were completely linked to Guan Tong's own body.
If Guan Tong himself had stronger defense, a "tougher" body, then Shadow would also be stronger after materializing.
Then perhaps the situation on Holy Grail Island wouldn't happen again: the shadow wall being almost smashed through by that guy with the big hamr in one strike, or being easily sliced open by that Lucifer's sharp wings.
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