Chapter 631

Fang Ziye looked at Professor Zhang Yue, knowing he could no longer avoid him, and said with a smile, "Professor Zhang, hello. Have you eaten? My fellow trainee and I were planning to go eat."

"Professor Fang, the matter of eating isn't urgent. I truly have business with you!" Professor Zhang Yue's neck was slender, yet at this moment his head was suspended fixed in place, his expression serious.

The crow's feet at the corners of his eyes seemed as if nailed on.

"Professor Zhang, one still has to eat. This is my fellow trainee Lan Tianluo. If you don't mind, shall we go nearby together and just make do with a meal?"

"You've come from afar as a guest. If there really is business, we can also chat while eating," Fang Ziye suggested.

……

At one in the afternoon, sunlight filtered through the mottled window lattices, falling on the slightly worn wooden tables and chairs of "Lao Street Entrance" restaurant, leaving scattered patches of light.

The air was filled with the fresh fragrance of oil-braised large shrimp and the rich depth of old brine broth, mixed with the low conversations of customers and the fine clatter of bowls and chopsticks colliding.

"Professor Zhang, you're from Rongcheng, so your palate should tolerate numbing and spicy. Our Han City's little crayfish flavor is also pretty good, and there are home-style dishes. Do you think this place can do?" Fang Ziye asked with a smile.

Zhang Yue's face was full of struggle; "Professor Fang, do you think I really care what I eat with you?"

"Let's go, let's go." Zhang Yue hurriedly urged.

An old woman wearing a blue floral cotton blouse was deftly wiping the table. Her movements were practiced, the old calluses on her hands particularly striking in the sunlight.

She raised her head: "Boss, how many in your party?"

She greeted Fang Ziye's group in Mandarin with a Jiang-Zhe accent, her eyes narrowed to a slit.

Upon hearing this, Fang Ziye directly hesitated, but fortunately another person with a Han City accent immediately called out: "Boss, come in and sit..."

Only then did the three of Fang Ziye enter.

The three had just sat down in a booth by the window when they heard a man in a crisp suit, slightly portly, talking loudly on his phone not far away: "... Right, that project, I've already finalized it..."

As he spoke, he gesticulated wildly, spittle flying, not caring at all about the strange looks from surrounding diners. The intermittent sounds from the phone, mixed with the noisy background, only allowed one to barely make out keywords like "project" and "finalized."

Opposite him sat an old man with graying hair, slowly sipping tea, his gaze calm and deep, as if in another world, indifferent to all the clamor around. The other diners seemed long used to it, still eating their meals and chatting softly, no one paying attention to this "loudmouth."

……

Zhang Yue was in a very good mood, feeling this middle-aged man had given him a good start. After the three arrived at a booth, the waiter efficiently brought tea.

Once the tea steam rose, Zhang Yue no longer hid anything and opened the conversation: "Professor Fang, this trip to Han City is specifically to ask for your help."

"I previously secured a research project related to orthopedic steel plate instruments, but this project has currently run into some trouble."

"Knowing you have certain experience in instrument improvement and R&D, I hope Professor Fang can help me, take a look." Professor Zhang Yue's tone was rich; deliberately lowering his pitch made it sound even more furtive.

Professor Zhang Yue has a project that can't be completed, no wonder he's so nervous.

If a project can't be completed, no matter what level of project, it will be considerably troublesome.

Fang Ziye scratched his head and said, "Professor Fang, actually given your relationship with me, and your mentorship of me, I really shouldn't refuse."

"But Professor Zhang, my stall is spread too wide right now. I truly don't have this time."

"If I really knew how to do it but had no time to help you, you'd only feel worse."

Zhang Yue nodded: "I can understand this situation. Professor Fang, rest assured. If you really have a solution and method, I have a way to bring the team to your laboratory."

"This project of mine is an 863. Aiyo, you don't know how anxious I am right now..." Professor Zhang Yue slapped the back of his right hand against his left palm.

Fang Ziye indeed didn't know how anxious Professor Zhang Yue was, but Xie Shulan's 'yuyu syndrome' from being unable to complete her project, which directly caused her grandpa Xie Wucai to take desperate measures and remotely beat himself up, was still fresh in Fang Ziye's memory.

Professor Zhang Yue's project has more funding and a higher level than Xie Shulan's. If it can't be completed, even Huaxi Hospital will probably be affected to some extent.

"Professor Zhang, this kind of project isn't convenient to discuss in detail here, right?"

"And you told me this kind of project?" Fang Ziye hesitated slightly.

"Hey, what's there to hide?"

"If someone in this restaurant could just listen to a few sentences and beat me to the punch on this project, I might as well wash up and go to sleep early." Zhang Yue spoke big words, utterly confident.

Professor Zhang Yue is no ordinary person. A nationally recognized Trauma Surgery National Treasure, both his clinical and research are pretty awesome.

His foundation is even deeper than Professor Duan Hong's. If at an outside meeting, Professor Duan Hong would have to yield to Professor Zhang Yue as much as possible.

Because the place he leads is Huaxi, no other reason needed!

"Professor Fang, actually it's like this. It's your team's people. They contacted me before, wanting to follow up in this direction, so I came to find you."

"Professor Fang, aren't you wanting to do cc material fracture and bone defect treatment internal fixation devices..."

"My current unfinished project direction is exactly this." Professor Zhang Yue spoke shocking words.

The cc composite material bone defect treatment project is overseen by Wu Xuanqi. It's possible Wu Xuanqi's team has made contact with Professor Zhang Yue who specializes in this direction.

"Professor Fang, if you also have this intention, we're perfectly suited to cooperate."

"As the saying goes, education starts from childhood. Step by step, steady and solid. What do you think?" Zhang Yue's tone was relatively sincere.

Lan Tianluo looked at Fang Ziye and didn't interject.

This seems like two people getting sleepy and mutually sending each other pillows.

Fang Ziye hesitated slightly: "Professor Zhang, our domestic cc steel plate project was originally yours to do. I only saw the title before, didn't pay special attention to who the lead was."

"I indeed want to use cc composite material to treat bone defects. This direction, what specific problems are there currently?"

C material is the most basic elemental composition of the human body. Its relative damage to the human body would be very small. At least compared to metal steel plates, it is relatively safer.

Fang Ziye's subsequent follow-up was originally also planned to advance standing on predecessors' shoulders. But now, it seems Professor Zhang encountered trouble first.

"It's like this, Professor Fang. First, safety is no problem. But the load-bearing structure has some issues. It can't reach..."

……

After Professor Zhang Yue briefly elaborated on the problem, Fang Ziye asked again: "Professor Zhang, how long until your project completion deadline?"

"Two years. Only two years left." Zhang Yue said.

Good thing it's two years, not just one year left.

Two years sounds long, but in the project field, it's fleeting.

"Professor Zhang, let me think of something. I haven't gone deep in this direction before. Still need to look up some materials."

"After all, without understanding there's no right to speak, can't talk nonsense. The reason I was interested in this direction before was also because I saw someone in China doing this direction." Fang Ziye replied cautiously.

"Boss, two more plates of shrimp."

"Professor Fang, why are you eating jiojio? Just eat the shrimp directly."

"Three more plates..." After things were settled on the surface, Professor Zhang Yue displayed his enthusiasm.

After the meal, the three of them had just walked out the door. Having experienced the air conditioning's coolness, their whole bodies then endured the heat wave rolling up layer by layer in invasion.

The dark red sign across the street had faded somewhat in the sunlight. The plastic awning under the sign sagged slightly, edges curling up. In a plastic bucket stained with oil, several chopsticks were stuck in casually. Beside it were a few napkins wrinkled from use.

Professor Zhang Yue then said: "Professor Fang, then it's settled like this. You mustn't forget this matter!"

"Okay, Teacher Zhang. Would I dare deceive you?" Fang Ziye replied helplessly.

If he were beaten by Zhang Yue, generally speaking, the beating would be for nothing even if he was beaten.

If others knew the reason afterward, including his own Master, they would all help do the beating.

Professor Zhang Yue had to go back. Fang Ziye had an academic lecture in the afternoon. So the two did not take the same route.

Professor Zhang Yue was also very busy. It was impossible for him to stay for the entire conference just because Professor Duan Hong was hosting the academic conference.

At the hotel doorway, after getting out of the taxi, Lan Tianluo then said: "Senior Brother, it seems more and more people are discovering how awesome you are."

"They're all rushing to come cooperate with you on research projects!" Lan Tianluo said with a touch of envy.

This level was an achievement he had never reached in the mathematics community before, so naturally he envied it.

"There are even more in my email, but I generally refuse them all."

"It's just that Professor Zhang Yue helped me a lot when I wasn't famous, so it's hard to refuse. And our research directions are indeed quite tightly intertwined."

Fang Ziye rubbed his head with both hands: "But it's just that I've taken on another burden. I don't know how to explain it to the others when I get back."

"Sigh..." Fang Ziye let out a long sigh.

An 863 project comes knocking asking you to cooperate. Does it feel great? Sure it feels great. But you can't just enjoy the feeling and then be irresponsible, acting like a scumbag, right?

Not many people are fools.

The commotion Fang Ziye stirred up in the basic research field — people who truly understand research mostly all know Fang Ziye's research foundation.

There are many benefits to pulling Fang Ziye in. The first is that they can search for potential solutions.

The second is to have Fang Ziye timely treat difficult cases for the research group.

Take today's academic conference for example. Originally Professor Teng Lian had that arrogant air. He didn't take Duan Hong seriously at all. But after seeing Fang Ziye get involved and intervene, he decisively withdrew and stopped.

Why?

No other reason. It's the merit Fang Ziye previously fought for!

The team in the Peking Union Medical College Hospital Tumor Key Laboratory was all 'beaten' by Fang Ziye in a live streaming format regarding their published papers!

Who knows if Fang Ziye will go crazy again, or not go crazy, and also strike down some of his own published papers?

This matter actually sparked widespread controversy in the industry. Opinions were polarized.

One side supports Fang Ziye. Supports academic freedom. With controversy, with negation, there is progress.

The other side says Fang Ziye doesn't act human, doesn't do human things.

Doing research projects is so hard. Enjoy a moment of pleasure, then deny so many years of others' effort and accumulation. This is disrespect for others' work achievements.

But there also weren't truly strong personal attacks against Fang Ziye. Because the existence of research is to seek common ground while reserving differences.

The form of letter and ment will always exist!

Even patents can be struck down. Let alone a few papers?

"Senior Brother, take it slow. Finish the ones with time limits first. Many of our projects don't have completion deadlines. Just do them slowly."

"As long as there are good results, whether it's one year early or one year late, it all has very practical significance." Lan Tianluo persuaded.

"Can only do it this way then..." Fang Ziye nodded.

The conference venue space was huge, yet not empty. In the spacious meeting room, hundreds of dark wooden chairs were neatly arranged. Most were occupied now. In the silent air, only the slight sound of turning pages and occasional low-voiced conversation could be heard.

Tall floor-to-ceiling windows occupied most of the wall. Sunlight passed through the glass and sprinkled indoors, yet not intensely. It reflected off the documents and materials on the conference table...

Before the afternoon session started, when Fang Ziye and Lan Tianluo walked in, they discovered Professor Teng Lian kept looking toward the front door and back door. When he saw Fang Ziye walk in again, Professor Teng Lian directly started slipping away east and west.

The academic report was by invitation and free attendance. Besides the speakers, other attendees could leave anytime.

Even speakers, after finishing their academic report, could notify the organizer and leave early.

Professor Teng Lian probably felt staying here wouldn't end well. So he simply slipped away first.

After Fang Ziye and Lan Tianluo entered, they separated. Lan Tianluo still did his own thing freely. Fang Ziye walked toward Deng Yong's direction!

Deng Yong was exchanging pleasantries with someone. After Fang Ziye arrived, he formally introduced him to the others. After everyone recognized each other in a round, Deng Yong chatted a few more sentences with them, then walked away alone with Fang Ziye.

Fang Ziye and Deng Yong stood side by side, leaning against the wall. Fang Ziye said in a low voice: "Master, if Peking Union Medical College Hospital and the Provincial People's Hospital come looking for us again afterward, let's not agree."

Deng Yong appeared thoughtful, smiling yet not smiling: "Why say that?"

Fang Ziye tilted his head: "Master, when you went outside, did you also do things similar to Professor Teng Lian? Or say, things similar to Teacher Liu Qiao?"

Life won't be a flat plain. The road won't be wide and unobstructed either.

If you're just a small figure, your opponents are only limited to competitors. There won't be so-called 'grudges'. Small fights. At most it's just like a market brawl, shouting a couple sentences.

There was once a line well said: "Where are there so many corrupt elements? Isn't it just the result of infighting!"

Fang Ziye continued: "I also can't be too arrogant and domineering."

After Fang Ziye finished speaking, he laughed. Young face, harmless to humans and animals, brilliant smile.

Probably anyone who saw Fang Ziye would be more inclined to say this young man is really handsome. They wouldn't think Fang Ziye is a foundation of one side.

The so-called foundation, the so-called hospital, the so-called lintel, the so-called team — all have a guardian.

The guardian's significance lies not only in expanding territory, but also in guarding one side.

Before Fang Ziye gave his academic report, everyone went through wave after wave of questioning; although all were resolved, it also confirmed that giving an academic report and making a name nationwide would inevitably affect others to some extent.

So others would pick at him, showing respect while also appropriately making him look less brilliant.

Fang Ziye could cooperate with Duan Hong, but he couldn't monopolize all of Hubei Province's orthopedics "Four Great Vajras" by himself—that would be too arrogant!

He might even be attacked by all sides.

"Was it Zhang Yue who told you?" Deng Yong asked in a low voice.

Deng Yong felt Fang Ziye probably couldn't figure out this kind of vision.

However, Deng Yong didn't know Fang Ziye had been to Jingdu and attended "high-end" conferences he had never heard of.

"No, I figured it out myself! ~"

"Master, the Great Dao is fifty, the Great Derivation is forty-nine, leaving one line of vitality."

"Too flawless is not the best choice. Before, Professor Duan Hong was in Hubei Province, but he didn't establish a dominant position; he just guarded his own side! ~"

"After all, I first contacted Teacher Deng Yong, so I can't go meddle in the team of Teacher Shen Tao, who is Teacher Yuan Weihong's friend."

On the road of progress, if you haven't encountered a stumbling block, then you might be someone else's stumbling block—that is a living fact.

"Fine, Fang Ziye, now you're even teaching your Master what to do; it seems your growth at the sanatorium is much faster than staying at Zhongnan Hospital."

Deng Yong touched the flesh mole on his chin and replied: "This time Professor Duan Hong brought you over, indeed with the intention of having you help guard the gate."

"Setting aside other specialties, just talking about our Hubei Province's orthopedics."

"Trauma Surgery has Tongji, Hand Surgery has Xiehe, Joint Surgery also has Xiehe, Bone Tumor and Sports Medicine also have Tongji."

"Now our Zhongnan Hospital has added a Bone Tumor and Trauma Surgery department; this will not only break the medical resource balance of the Central China Region, but may also break the national pattern."

"The pattern is the tilt of resources."

"Currently, the two places where medical resources in Eastern Han are most tilted are Jingdu and Magic Capital; the third center has not yet been established."

"Specialties will also have their own centers……"

"If you alone want to prop up several hospitals in Han City, Xiangya Hospital, or those in Ji Province, Henan Province, and Zhejiang Province, they would probably find it very difficult too."

Deng Yong continued to emphasize: "This has always been something Professor Duan Hong often said in private; some words are not good to put on the surface."

The principles involved inside are very simple.

I am a person of Hubei Province; I want to fight for money, resources, and policies for Hubei Province's development. You can't say I'm letting down people from neighboring provinces, because the big shots of neighboring provinces haven't put Hubei Province in a priority position either……

How much resource tilt helps local development has been vividly demonstrated by Eastern Han's development over the past few decades.

"This research project has always been led by Professor Duan Hong; do you have the confidence to hold it?" Deng Yong asked.

Previously, when Zhongnan Hospital hosted an academic report in Enshi, the reason Fang Ziye wasn't allowed to cover the whole session was to give him more time to think, in case of need.

However, at that time Fang Ziye's edge was at its peak and his achievements were rich; at the academic report scene, no one dared to provoke him!

So there were no unexpected complications, but this time might not be the case.

Who knows if Fang Ziye still has this lingering charm!

"Should be no problem." Fang Ziye said.

"For Master Grandpa, for Teacher Dong, for Professor Dong Yaohui, for Dong Yaohui. I must guard it." Fang Ziye proceeded step by step, somewhat outrageously listing Dong Yaohui's name one by one.

By Fang Ziye's side, Deng Yong instinctively tensed slightly and bowed slightly.

He raised an eyebrow, the flesh mole on his chin jumped: "Master?"

"What does this research project have to do with Teacher Dong?"

"How would I know?" Deng Yong's gaze began to scan, and he subjected Fang Ziye's neck to a bout of invasion assay.

Isn't it?

Dong Yaohui is my teacher, he is my teacher, he is mine.

"The artificial intelligence prosthesis is an academic direction Teacher Dong wanted to do but didn't accomplish while alive."

"Because of Master Grandpa Chu, Teacher Dong was suppressed afterwards, so he pressed it into a notebook. When I finished my hospitalization at the Chief Resident and went traveling last year, I visited Master Grandpa's place; it was given to me by Master Grandpa's lover." Fang Ziye said.

Deng Yong grabbed Fang Ziye's wrist with his right hand and pinched it slightly.

But he soon let go, his tone starting to turn sour, especially unconvinced: "He is my teacher."

"But you are my Master?" Fang Ziye looked sincere.

Deng Yong let go of his hand and touched his nose.

Seems so, seems like no other reason is needed either.

Fang Ziye's current achievements have already exceeded his expectations for Fang Ziye; now the orthopedics of Zhongnan Hospital has a strong trend of Trauma Surgery being "supreme."

Including the rise of the Bone Tumor Department, it was all propped up by Fang Ziye alone.

The Bone Tumor Department of Zhongnan Hospital will directly leap forward in improvement; Zhongnan Hospital's orthopedics comprehensive strength and so-called "empty fame" ranking have also been steadily rising!

It's currently hard to conclude which position it has reached; actually this empty fame doesn't have particularly substantive meaning, ordinary common people can ignore it.

But its ranking, in terms of statistical significance, to some extent represents a region's medical resource richness and development level.

"My qualifications are limited, but I will also think about doing something for the hospital and department's development, so in the past, when doing things I would choose to be purpose-oriented……"

Deng Yong spoke slowly in a low voice: "Doing this definitely has many bad points, but it won't harm patients coming to our hospital for treatment, and it indeed benefits our specialty's development."

"Everyone's strengths are different, so the paths they can choose are also different! ~"

Deng Yong's expression was very conflicted; under the outdoor sunlight, his eyes narrowed into a slit, unable to see the specific direction his eyeballs were rolling.

However, at this moment, Deng Yong's crow's feet were especially prominent, as if carved by Fang Ziye with a scalpel, sharp and clear: "Actually many people are not unaware of what the right path is like."

"Just walking toward the right path, toward the Great Dao, every step is difficult, simply unable to take a step forward……"

"Master, I know! ~" Fang Ziye comforted, tugging at Deng Yong's clothes corner.

But Deng Yong glanced at Fang Ziye: "You probably don't know."

In Deng Yong's view, Fang Ziye on this journey, where had he experienced much wind and frost?

"Master, although I haven't personally experienced it, I will watch; even if I can't be there in person, I also know that as long as it's a choice, there must be pros and cons, there must be helplessness."

"For example, India — they gave up patent competition, which was also the optimal choice based on the actual situation."

"There is only good and bad, no right and wrong." Fang Ziye replied seriously.

Everyone knows the great avenue of development — it is to do R&D, to pursue original innovation.

But the number of people who can break through on this path of original innovation is far too few, and Eastern Han was originally in a backward position — comprehensive level backward, infrastructure backward, economic level backward...

As the saying goes, one step behind, step by step behind.

For many years before, the country's construction focus inevitably could not be placed on healthcare, and could only balance priorities.

Just like the international situation — compared to national security, compared to the time needed for stable development, what is a certain degree of provocation that is endured?

If stability cannot be maintained, even if you obtain good things, it is merely inviting disaster by possessing a jade!

Now it is different — the country has prospered and grown strong to a certain degree, and everyone's living standards compared to decades ago have improved far too much.

So, now is also the best era.

"Master, each generation has its generation's mission."

"Our hospital is the same."

"What our students face is also the same."

"Twenty years ago, a medical doctorate could graduate by publishing one case report, publishing one letter — that was a bottom line set out of no choice."

"Now, if our master's graduates want to pursue a doctorate and have only a few meta-analyses, their CVs will be directly thrown into the trash can."

"Who knows, in a few years, our medical students wanting to pursue a master's might need SCI papers." Fang Ziye did not know what Deng Yong had experienced, but he knew what he himself had experienced.

The severity may differ, but the nature of the analogy is similar.

Deng Yong nodded: "It has always been like this."

"If you want to pursue a doctorate, what you face are the master's students of your same class — you cannot say that because you worked hard, you can get a doctorate; if others' accumulation is deeper than yours, working yourself to death is useless."

"If you want to stay at the hospital, what you face may not only be the doctorates of your class."

"If you want promotion, what you face are your fellow disciples from five years before and after you..."

"If you want to lead a group, you must surpass the seniors and juniors within the department spanning nearly ten years above and below."

"If you want certain achievements in Hubei Province's academic field, you must be unique in the entire province — those you must surpass are not merely your peers, those on the same path, those coexisting in the same era; you must even think about how to surpass the old predecessors."

"If you want to go nationwide, you must face the nationally renowned top professors — Changjiang Scholars, Distinguished Youth, Outstanding Youth Fund heavyweights."

"If you want to become an Academician, those you must defeat are not only this batch of people with the same foundation and background as you — you must also eliminate those 'red roots and proper seedlings' who have accumulated multi-generational Academician hereditary resources."

"If you want to make achievements in the world's academic circles, what you must face are others who have developed for decades or even centuries more than you in foundation and accumulation — you must use less money, fewer resources to compete with them..."

"Not only Eastern Han, Russia, Japan, Germany, United States..."

"Step by step, steady and solid — can only improve slowly; there must be people advancing in this direction, continuously raising our cognitive level, comprehensive level, continuously accumulating our foundation."

"But to formally stand before the world stage — either we go through decades or even centuries of accumulation leading to breakthrough, or we take an unconventional shortcut to overtake on a curve..."

"When the time comes, the gate you guard will no longer be this gate at the conference venue..."

"Master also doesn't know how to do it then — your Master hasn't even seen where that gate is located, which way it opens..."

Before Eastern Han developed HD, internationally there was absolutely no support or cheering. Others withdrew — you can only rely on self-strengthening.

When developing mobile phones, what was faced was blockade. You could only develop independently.

When Eastern Han exported commodities, others would not open the door of convenience wide either.

Interests are inherently like this...

The medical industry is very weak — currently Eastern Han's domestic medical enterprises do the 'generic drugs' of eating leftovers, which does not conflict much with the international environment.

Currently most exports are to underdeveloped regions, winning by cheapness.

But what truly makes money, what truly has meaning, is absolutely not generics.

Deng Yong's expression was desolate.

Fang Ziye said in a low voice: "Master, I also don't know where the gate is — perhaps I will know, perhaps we can also go take a look together."

As the two spoke, time unhurriedly arrived at the afternoon academic conference opening — however, this time the host on stage was not Professor Duan Hong, but Tongji Hospital's Professor Tao Cheng.

Professor Tao Cheng is another group leader professor of Tongji Hospital's Trauma Surgery — his academic status in Hubei Province is still very high, just not at Duan Hong's level.

If truly comparing absolute research strength rather than fame, Deng Yong is slightly inferior to him.

"Various experts, various colleagues — good afternoon. I routinely announce the afternoon session's conference formally begins now. We won't say much — next, please welcome Peking Union Medical College Hospital's Professor Duan Yun to bring us an academic feast..."

Upon hearing this, Fang Ziye and Deng Yong each returned to their seats.

Fang Ziye's mind was actually slightly drifting.

Not in one's position, not plan its politics.

Before reaching a certain level, you don't even know which direction the gate you should guard opens toward.

Fang Ziye looked back, glanced at some Tongji Hospital students, then at Wu Xuanqi and Long Yuan and the others — they were all listening on one side, joking and whispering with those beside them on the other.

They might be the executors and operators of this project, but they are absolutely not the ones who guard this project's bottom line, making no one dare question it, making no one dare overwhelm it.

Looking again at Tongji Hospital's group of old professors — sitting upright, meticulously recording various notes; looking at Professor Duan Hong — ears pricked up, expression solemn and imposing, no longer the gentle elegance usually seen when meeting him...

Fang Ziye then sat calmly in his seat, beginning to listen slowly.

If you want to reap benefits, let others 'work for you' — then this responsibility you must shoulder; you must be responsible for others' labor achievements.

Guard well this project's gate, let no one dare offend!

Intruders expelled, offenders executed! ~

(Chapter End)