Chapter 186: Three Days

Lan Shiwen had a very good constitution. Specialized nutritionists and coaches planned perfect diet and living habits for him to maintain a good physical state. Common sub-health symptoms in ordinary people were completely invisible on him.

For a healthy adult male, a small cold caused by a mild chill didn't even need medicine; just relying on his own immune system would be enough to recover in three days. But the cold symptoms on Lan Shiwen had persisted abnormally until now, and he had even taken medicine during this period.

Something was hindering his body from recovering to health.

Just like hindering those old and frail patients from moving toward death.

"Plague God... that is indeed a vivid name." Lan Shiwen covered his mouth with one hand and coughed lightly twice: "I understand what you mean."

In Lan Shiwen's mind, there was one thing that was still fresh in his memory.

When Ning Zhe brought Yin Lishang out of Yanglao Village, he and he had some unpleasantness in the technology park in the western suburbs of Yundu. To be precise, he killed all the living people in the technology park without leaving a single one.

Since most of the dead were dogs hired by Ji Bochang, who intended to follow the path of the great families, Lan Shiwen had no opinion on Ning Zhe's slaughtering behavior, but he had an opinion on another thing that followed.

—After Yin Lishang was taken away from Yanglao Village, this small village nicknamed the "Village of Longevity" almost died out overnight. Those long-lived old people who had been talked about with relish in newspapers and news all died mysteriously at the same time, leaving only a single-digit number of young people still alive, who were traumatized by the corpses scattered all over the village.

Lan Shiwen had suspected whether this was also done by "Yeyao," but some later investigations dispelled his doubts.

Plus the fact that he had been staying in the hospital for these days, monitoring Yin Lishang's movements and the changes in those critically ill patients, and stringing together the results he observed and foresaw with what happened in Yanglao Village, plus Ning Zhe's explanation today.

Some things were not so hard to understand.

"The definition of disease is 'abnormal' and 'unhealthy,' and the Plague God's rule can affect the state of 'sickness,' making sick people stay in a state of being half-dead, unable to recover but not dying due to the deterioration of the condition."

Lan Shiwen concluded: "Although the specific rules of the Plague God are still unknown, the impact it has on people is already very clear."

For the government, which does not need to master the Plague God to achieve self-ascension but hopes to control the situation, this is already enough.

"That's why I said you have to transfer those patients in the intensive care unit away as soon as possible." Ning Zhe said: "Or transfer the Plague God away, and put it in a place where few people go, such as the suburbs."

Lan Shiwen was silent. He knew Ning Zhe was right, but...

"But things are always complicated, aren't they?" Lan Shiwen sighed, a bitter smile appearing on his face: "I also really want to transfer those patients away, but the trouble is, these patients are not all ordinary people."

"If you don't have some family background, how can you afford the intensive care unit of a Grade A tertiary hospital in the capital of Yunzhou." Ning Zhe shrugged. Rich people, what's the big deal.

As if seeing through what Ning Zhe was thinking, Lan Shiwen said softly: "Not ordinary rich people."

"There is an old man who once sat in a very... very high position in Yunzhou before retirement, so that he has been retired for many years and is seriously ill, and his unfilial children also rely on the shade and connections of this old man to continue to maintain their current status."

Lan Shiwen pondered his words and continued: "But connections, how should I put it? When a person is alive, there are connections. Once a person dies, there is no old affection."

When people go, the tea cools; everything ends. This is the custom of Yunzhou. Or political convention.

The old man's children had exhausted all possible medical means to prolong his life, but when a person is about to die, there is no way to save him, until not long ago... the Plague God came. "Worried about the resistance of his children? You can spend 1 copper coin to buy a life for that old immortal." Ning Zhe said casually: "Although I don't know how you solved the God of Wealth, you shouldn't be short of money."

Lan Shiwen shook his head: "You are still too young, Yeyao. Why do you think that a person of this level would lack channels to spend money to buy a life?"

Ning Zhe nodded: "Understood."

This old immortal was also Ji Bochang's client, and the price for his life had become so high that even Lan Shiwen couldn't afford it.

"Then how about this, I'll help you once as a favor. One day, I'll go and kill the whole family of that old immortal." Ning Zhe added: "That way there should be no resistance to hinder us from inviting this Plague God out of Yundu."

"You can certainly do it, but I don't want you to do that." Lan Shiwen shook his head: "Other Gridders in Yunzhou and Endowed Ones raised by the government won't either."

"Knew you would say that." Ning Zhe smiled: "Then let's look at it from another angle—I don't believe other forces in Yunzhou would be willing to see such an old thing that should have been cremated long ago rely on strange power to linger in this world like a human or a ghost. You too."

Is Lan Shiwen willing to see someone use the strangeness of rules to obtain "immortality"?

He wouldn't. Because once that kind of thing really happens, it is a "great family" to a certain extent.

Lan Shiwen hates great families the most. His hunting of great family descendants follows the 【One Drop of Blood Principle】, tracing back five generations and checking five branches of collateral relatives. Anyone who has even a trace of blood relationship with a great family, regardless of gender, age, or seniority, he treats them all the same. Kill them all.

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Would such a radical person be willing to see that kind of old thing that is neither human nor ghost rely on strangeness to continue power? Are you kidding?

Ning Zhe could see that Lan Shiwen not carrying a gun into the ward to shoot that old guy on the spot was already his greatest patience.

"For your sake, I'll give you three days. After three days, I will take Yin Lishang away and settle her in a place that won't affect mortals." Ning Zhe said: "These three days are for you to deal with that old guy, Lan Shiwen."

Whether to kill or talk, Ning Zhe didn't care.

Lan Shiwen just wanted to open his mouth to respond, but at this moment, his phone rang at an inopportune time.

"Do you want me to avoid it?" Ning Zhe asked.

"No need, just a small matter." Lan Shiwen unlocked the desktop with facial recognition and said: "After those long-lived old people died suddenly, I sent some people to the outskirts of Yanglao Village to monitor the follow-up situation. They are all trusted death soldiers. Now it's the daily routine report."

"So that's how it is." Ning Zhe became interested. If that was the case, he was very interested in seeing the content of the report.

But the moment he unlocked the screen and entered the message interface, Lan Shiwen's face changed.

"We might not have three days." He said in a deep voice.

(End of chapter) ===== CHAPTER 187 =====