Chapter 1633: Meaningless

Huang Hong's movements stiffened; he did not linger any longer and slunk away from here.

"Mr. Chen, this person Huang Hong will certainly not let this go. Are you really just going to let him off like this?" Qishu asked.

"Killing him alone is meaningless; let him go for now," Chen Yu said indifferently. "Besides, there is a big fish behind him. What we need to do now is to hook that big fish out."

"Alright, I understand." Qishu nodded, and he cupped his hands, saying, "The situation is tense now. The millions of Huaxia people in Fusang are all counting on you, Mr. Chen."

"In addition, get as many of these Traditional Chinese Medicine herbs as you can; do your best to collect them. Using ancient methods in Traditional Chinese Medicine, we can prevent the spread of the virus." Chen Yu quickly wrote down several herbs and handed them to Qishu.

"Alright, I will go collect them immediately and also prepare to stay indoors." Qishu nodded.

Chen Yu left the house and arrived at Wu Bo's place, where Zhao Ping and Xin'er were both present.

"Chen Yu, what is going on?" Zhao Ping let Chen Yu in, then poked his head out to look outside, and only closed the door after confirming that no one was following.

As soon as he entered, he asked urgently, "I originally had a mission, but my superiors notified me that the mission has been suspended. Do you know why this is?"

"You know about the Yuanyang Society, right?" Chen Yu asked.

"I know. Does this have something to do with the Yuanyang Society?" Zhao Ping was startled.

"Yes, they spread some viruses here, the kind that can be fatal. The area around the port is already sealed off to prevent the spread of the virus, and there are already people infected," Chen Yu said. "So, don't go on any missions these next few days; just stay here."

"Is the problem very serious?" Xin'er was also startled, and she began to feel restless.

"It is very serious, but don't worry, the situation will be under control in a week at most," Chen Yu said. "Once the high-level officials who have good relations with us realize what is happening, I will step forward to resolve these problems."

"You want to help them?" Zhao Ping looked at Chen Yu in confusion. "Brother, they are our sworn enemies."

"I know they are sworn enemies, and I am no saint, but have you thought about why the Yuanyang Society, which has always operated in Western countries, suddenly chose to do this in the island nation this time?" Chen Yu asked.

"Does that even need to be said? Western countries destroyed several of their strongholds, and their losses were too heavy. They couldn't beat the other side, so they had no choice but to come here," Zhao Ping said. "There is nothing strange about that."

"Then among the Asian countries, which ones are the strongest?" Chen Yu asked again.

"Nonsense, of course it's Huaxia and the Polar Bear," Zhao Ping said without even thinking.

"Right, so they don't dare to stir up trouble directly in our two places, so they can only start from the surrounding areas," Chen Yu said. "If this virus spreads here, Huaxia will be the first to suffer. What will we do then?"

"This..." Zhao Ping was speechless. After a long while, he nodded heavily and said, "Alright, I understand."

"As long as you understand, just don't call me a traitor. I hate those people just as much as you do, but there is no other way." Chen Yu shook his head. "Xin'er, don't go back for now; just stay at Wu Bo's place for a few days. I need Zhao Ping's help."

"Alright." Xin'er nodded.

"Is there anything you need my help with?" Zhao Ping followed Chen Yu out the door.

"Now that they are too busy to look after themselves, take this opportunity to complete your mission and pick up some extra things along the way," Chen Yu said after stepping outside. "Be careful. Take this medicine, and the virus won't be able to infect you."

He took out a pill and handed it to Zhao Ping. Zhao Ping looked excited as he took the medicine and swallowed it in one gulp.

"Can I really go and complete the mission? But the order from above was for me to stay put for the time being."

"You are outside now, and they can't control you," Chen Yu laughed. "Only we understand the situation here best. This time is the best opportunity. Go."

"Alright, then I'm going." Zhao Ping nodded heavily, then turned and left.

Just at this moment, Chen Yu received a call from Chuan Naizi: "Chen Yu, someone has already been infected."

"I'm coming over right away." Chen Yu's heart stirred; it had come so quickly.

In a hospital, inside an isolation ward, Chuan Naizi led Chen Yu to see the patient in isolation.

Chen Yu carefully examined the patient's condition, then performed Acupuncture and prescribed medicine.

"How is it?" After he came out, Chuan Naizi hurried up to meet him.

"The overall situation is fine. The infected person belongs to the second generation; the virus's lethality is not that strong, and they will recover in three days," Chen Yu said. "The virus's activity is not that strong, and its infectivity is not that strong either."

"The virus that was spread among you likely belongs to an experimental product of the Yuanyang Society. The transmission chain itself is imperfect, and the virus has defects, so the damage this time is not as great as imagined. However, if that fool Yamamoto Masao continues to be in charge of this matter, I feel your funeral home will be full very soon."

"My aunt still needs three days before she can come out. During these three days, can you think of a way to minimize the casualties?" Chuan Naizi's tone was almost pleading.

"Sorry, I can't do that. I can only ensure that Chinatown is fine; as for the rest, everyone must follow their Heavenly Mandate." Chen Yu shook his head.

Chuan Naizi was also helpless. If she had the authority in her hands, she could have prevented some casualties, but now her Aunt Xingzi had been taken away for investigation and was confined to her home, while Yamamoto Masao was suppressing her completely, which made her unable to exert any influence at all.

At night, in a laboratory, Yamamoto Masao's eyes were bloodshot as he checked the experimental data over and over again.

"How could this be? Why is it like this? This kind of virus doesn't conform to logic at all. How was it created? There is no pattern to follow." Yamamoto Masao was almost going crazy.

He had been full of confidence, striving to figure out the pathology of this virus in the shortest possible time, but he had not expected that reality would teach him a lesson.

The characteristics of this virus were something he had never encountered before. Various situations had left him overwhelmed, and more importantly, 48 hours had already passed, and he still hadn't even figured out the channels of transmission.

Now that more and more people were infected, his superiors called every hour to ask about the situation here, but he couldn't answer anything. The pressure he was facing could be imagined.

"Lord Yamamoto, there has now been a case of death. From infection to death, it took less than 24 hours." Just at this moment, an assistant hurried over to report.

"Less than 24 hours? What was the other party's identity? How old were they? Did they have any previous medical history or chronic illnesses?" Yamamoto Masao asked.

"This... I will go verify it immediately." The assistant was slightly stunned, then bowed.