Furthermore..
The regulation that bodies are not allowed to be removed, why does it closely resemble epidemic prevention?
Could it be that an anomaly occurred in the quarantine zone, leading to this situation?
Thinking of this possibility, Brian gave Hector an inquiring look.
Hector was no fool and caught on instantly.
He shook his head directly, "Yes, you’re right. The secrecy at the quarantine zone is similar to what you’re thinking, but it’s absolutely unrelated to the current incident, otherwise I wouldn’t have survived to get out of the quarantine zone, let alone show up along the Los Angeles seaway."
Speaking of which.
Hector, sowhat irritated, lit another Heavenly Grass cigarette:
"I swear, the things we’ve encountered this ti are even stranger and more troubleso than the secrets of the quarantine area. While at the Deep Sea Base, people there had already boarded the ship. There were no abnormal phenona, no infections, only afterward were the bodies encapsulated and sent to the lab.
But then sothing even stranger happened, which triggered official orders from all nations across the globe!
Brian, you’re just one of the people who were deployed this ti.
From what I know, there are hundreds of people who were suddenly mobilized.
Listen, since you’re also from a civilian background, I suggest you write a will for your friends and family, believe , the official statents about First Rank and Second Rank Life not being affected are complete bullshit!
Those people are a bunch of crap!
A bunch of crap that forces people to go to their deaths in the na of justice!"
As Hector finished speaking, Brian wasn’t sure if it was an illusion, but he suddenly felt the hair on his body stand slightly.
It was Danger Perception warning him.
Fortunately, the warning wasn’t too intense.
He licked his lips and looked at Hector, who was smoking his cigarette even faster before lighting another, and quietly said, "What strange event happened afterward?"
"A First Rank Life died!"
Surrounded by smoke, Hector looked at Brian with a peculiar tone, "An old researcher, a First Rank Life, had never been in contact with those bodies, hadn’t been to the scene, wasn’t even at the sea base, just watched that video I showed you once, and was infected across tens of thousands of kiloters away, lost his sanity within a heavily guarded base, started hitting himself with objects, and died just like those infected, exactly the sa way!"
Even knowing that the other party probably wasn’t joking, Brian still found it a bit far-fetched.
Contaminated across tens of thousands of kiloters...
Do you think this is a horror movie, cursed or sothing?
But amidst the absurdity, he felt it very logical...
If it weren’t for sothing that made the global elite feel fearful, he wouldn’t have appeared here out of nowhere.
After all, publicly he was Susan’s boyfriend, sowhat like Dean’s future son-in-law.
Dean’s reputation in NW was not good.
If they sent him, it only showed one reason: the top brass at NW, perhaps now were left in the dark about this matter!
Which explained why this matter was so major, yet why Dean, as one of the rare Third Rank Lives, also hadn’t caught wind of it!
This was an ergency, a comprehensive lockdown of information and indiscriminate recruitnt!
What does indiscriminate recruitnt an?
It ans no matter your identity, your background, or how dangerous the task, as long as you et the criteria, they’ll fool you into coming!
Normally, no nation would do this.
Unless it really was a matter of life and death.
This ti, it probably was a huge problem.
...
Brian thought a lot.
Such as making a run for it before officially getting involved.
Or later, completely shutting down his Five Senses, pretending and slacking off on the mission.
No matter if the crisis targeted all of humanity.
He fundantally wasn’t a person with high moral standards.
Let the tall guys worry if the sky falls.
This recruitnt, it’s global recruitnt.
So many talented people worldwide.
It’s not necessary for him to step in to resolve the trouble, right?
...
Watching Brian, who hadn’t spoken a word.
Hector grinned, "Now do you know why I’m scared?"
After speaking.
He slowly stood up, turning his back on Brian, and put away a disc: "I feel like I’m a minor character in an Eastern horror film, seemingly safe but actually might die at any mont, go on, leave a will for your family, this is my advice to you.."
Before he could finish.
His figure suddenly froze.
Brian sensed sothing.
His pupils constricted as he abruptly looked up at Hector’s head.
The next mont.
Brian felt a slight pain in his head.
Hector, whose body had been rigid, dropped his cigarette silently onto the ground.
Under Brian’s shocked gaze, the other party slowly picked up the disc and began hitting himself with it...
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