"Zombie virus?" One fan quickly left a comment under the post with the bold speculation: "This kind of virus hasn't existed for over 3,000 years. Why are you speculating about this? Did you hear something about it?"

"Who said this virus disappeared more than 3,000 years ago? More than 3,000 years ago, a huge zombie virus broke out on the distant blue planet in the Milky Way. The virus spread so fast that more than 6 billion of the 7 billion people were infected."

"There are still over a billion people who cannot stop the virus and continue to be infected. When our ancestors passed away, there were tens of millions or hundreds of millions of uninfected humans surviving on Earth!"

"They were brought back to the Abel Galaxy by our ancestors and intermarried with the people of the Abel Galaxy. The people of our Abel Galaxy all have some Blue Star blood in their bodies."

"Who just said there's no zombie virus? That's because you don't know. The zombie virus has always existed, it just exists on Earth in the Milky Way."

"According to research data, there are still zombies in some remote and unknown places in the deep mountains and forests of the Milky Way.

"The zombies that haven't all died out have existed for over 3,000 years. Do you think the virus in their bodies has weakened or strengthened over time?"

"Those who say there is no zombie virus, think again. If you caught a zombie on ancient Earth and extracted the zombie virus from its body, wouldn't it be the original source of the zombie virus?"

"There are also ancient viruses. Legend has it that humanity is a cycle. The more prosperous we are now, the more prosperous we were in the past. It's just that... we are destroyed and start over again."

"So just because we haven't seen ancient viruses doesn't mean they don't exist. Just like many people pursue immortality, there must be information in this area that makes them convinced that immortality exists."

"Just like how some orcs have never seen a dragon, but the Fourth Civilization tells us that dragons really exist, and that their phoenix mates are dragons."

"There's no smoke without fire. If there are rumors, there must be some truth to them. Even if there aren't any, there might be similarities. So, we should have a sense of awe and just stay home and cooperate with the inspections."

"My goodness, your words are more profound than ten years of study. They have a touch of metaphysics and are somewhat beyond human comprehension, yet I have no words to refute them."

"Yes, yes, we can't agree with it, but we can't refute it either. Legend has it that there are materials on metaphysics, and the great gods above have done their homework. Silence. All we can do now is remain silent, stay where we are, and just listen to what they say."

"Don't be afraid, listen to me! I heard that being infected with the zombie virus won't hurt, and your fighting power will increase! You humans, beasts, fish, you should learn from us insects! Come on, let's fight! Who's afraid of who!"

"Yeah, what's there to be afraid of? Compared to now, 3,000 years ago was the era of cold weapons. Now it's the era of firearms. We have guns, nuclear weapons, explosions, heat ray fire, and so on. If there really are zombies or ancient virus infections, we can just blow their heads off and wipe them out. There's nothing to worry about."

"That's right, that's right. How many people do you humans have? We insects have hundreds of billions of insects, and we're not worried. What are you worried about? Relax. If the sky falls, the tall ones will hold it up. Survival of the fittest is the law of nature."

"Follow nature, believe in the laws of nature. Those who are destined to die will not live, and those who are destined to live will not die. Just do what you're supposed to do and stop worrying about it here."

The internet is buzzing with discussion, the topic trending across the entire interstellar network, attracting billions of viewers and sparking debate. Aside from the Zerg, everyone else is worried.

They are fearless. If they come, we'll fight. Even if they die, it's a supreme honor for the country. It's not a waste to be an insect for a lifetime.

After the major countries jointly sent out the message, they started a video conference with heads of state to discuss how to avoid the ancient virus and the zombie virus.

The federal government has surrounded the dilapidated house and sent experts to clean and disinfect the remains.

Ru Hou was caught; he was wearing a white shirt, dress pants, frameless glasses, gleaming leather shoes, and perfectly styled hair.

When questioned by the police, Ruhou shifted all the blame to the deceased former president who had committed suicide, and produced proof that the house was a gift from the former president.

I've lived in this house for decades, but I've only ever lived here. I haven't done anything else, and I know nothing about it. I can withstand any investigation or questioning.

His account was completely clean, containing only his income as the chief of the think tank; there was no other gray income or side jobs.

To prove he was a good person, Ruhou told the police, "Without witnesses or evidence, the longest detention period is only 48 hours. To prove my innocence, I can stay at the police station until the matter is clarified."

The police officers looked at each other in dismay. The other party was too cooperative, as if he were a blank sheet of paper. However, the corpses and bones that appeared in his house were piled up like mountains.

The bodies of the elderly, middle-aged people, children, infants, and unidentified animals were all uncovered, layer upon layer, and were never completely removed.

It was as if there had been a large pit inside that house ever since it was built, and the remains of people had been there ever since.

After listening to Gong Yingchuan's words at the Gong family's house, Jiang Si smiled and said to him, "Ru Hou is a clone, a mass-produced clone, which is why he can stay in the Federal Police Department so openly, giving the public the impression that he is innocent and has done nothing!"

Gong Yingchuan looked at his eldest niece. Several days had passed since she arrived, and she was nothing like the fierce person he had seen online.

She was even smaller and more beautiful than she appeared on the live stream; only the aura she exuded unintentionally conveyed that she was a strong person.

Gong Yingchuan asked, puzzled, "If the Hou clone is staying at the police station, then he himself can't go out and carry out his mission!"

Jiang Si retorted, "You don't actually think the real Ru Hou still uses this face, do you?"

Gong Yingchuan: "!!!!"

yes.

He misunderstood.

If you can mass-produce clones with the same face as a mythical beast, you can mass-produce other people.

With such a large federal population, and having been the former president's chief advisor, obtaining any kind of status or identity would be a piece of cake for him.

Moreover, he served the former president for decades, and the files from those decades ago are mixed up, making it time-consuming, laborious, and even dangerous to investigate them.

“You don’t need to search for my child nationwide,” Jiang Si said to Gong Yingchuan. “My child has been captured and is currently on his way back to the Abel Galaxy from the Milky Way. It will take him less than a month to reach the Abel Galaxy.”

"Just focus on investigating the zombie virus, as well as all the open and underground laboratories."

Gong Yingchuan was shocked. His eldest grandson was not in the Abel Galaxy, but on his way back to the Abel Galaxy from the Milky Way. Then how did his eldest niece get back?

Forget it, who cares how she got back? Now that there's a zombie virus outbreak, let's deal with it first to prevent it from harming the public.

After Gong Yingchuan left, Jiang Si strolled around the large courtyard of the Gong family's house. The courtyard was very simple, with trees, lawns, and flower beds.

Lingxi was released and returned to its original size of several tens of meters. It lay on the grass, coiled up like a mosquito coil, its head drooping, its tongue flicking out, looking like a lump of black coal, basking in the sun.

Jiang Dandan reverted to her dragon form, her big, purple eyes sparkling like pudding, and jumped onto Lingxi's head. She stomped and stomped with her two little hind paws, and then sat on top of Lingxi's head.

It's invisible now, but not Jiang Si, so Jiang Si can see it. Looking at its smug little face and arrogant behavior, she took a 5-second video and sent it to Bo Jichen.

Bo Jichen looked at his cub. In just a few days after hatching, it had not only changed its scales but also grown taller, estimated to be over a meter tall.

Congratulations! Once it grows a bit longer, whether it's male or female, as long as it can freely transform into a human, I'll immediately have my beloved crown prince appoint it and have it learn to govern the country and manage the Troia Empire.

If you start training them in governance from a young age, when they reach the legal age of 18, they can oversee the country. After another four years of schooling, they can return and inherit the Troia Empire.

As long as he inherits the Troia Empire, he and his beloved can roam the stars freely, and who would be working themselves to the bone every day?

And the snake beneath it, a black snake with large scales, judging by its current posture, could turn around and become a human. Once it becomes a human, wouldn't that be a great help?

Just thinking about being with my sweetheart, without any third wheels or distractions, eating meat from morning till night, and from night till morning, eating meat all day long, 365 days a year without stopping, makes me feel so happy.

Bo Jichen happily sent the video of the baby to his dear friend and told her that the baby would be able to freely transform into a human soon, so she didn't need to worry too much, as their baby was healthy.

As the days went by, every country was on wartime alert, desperately searching. In doing so, they uncovered quite a few illegal laboratories and some ancient viral pathogens.

As time passed, the inhabitants of the Abel Galaxy were no longer as panicked as they had been at the beginning. In fact, they felt that the investigation was good and ingenious, and that they should take this opportunity to thoroughly investigate and eliminate all the factors that could cause unrest, which would be more conducive to the stability of the galaxy and society.

More than 20 days have passed in the blink of an eye. The members of the Red Eyebrow Fleet are eating and drinking well at the Gong family's house, doing nothing, sporting frizzy hair and non-mainstream looks, and everyone has gained a little weight.

The body was caught up in a diet, eating nothing but apples and drinking cold water, or fighting and brawling, causing chaos and unrest in the Gong family.

Representative Gong's colleagues had the opportunity to visit once. After they returned, they began to say that the Gong family was living in misery, unable to find a moment of peace, because they were supporting those 30 stinking space pirates.

One person said this, and the listeners went out and said it, and it spread from one to ten, from ten to a hundred, from a hundred to a thousand, from a thousand to ten thousand, until it became known that the Gong family endured humiliation from the Red Eyebrow Fleet space pirates every day for the sake of the Federation's stability.

The rumors were so detailed and convincing, it was as if they had actually witnessed the Red-Eyebrowed Fleet's stinking space pirates assaulting, cursing, and insulting people.

Therefore, the residents of the Federation feel particularly sorry for the Gong family. The Gong family has a particularly good reputation in the Federation's public opinion polls, and Gong Yingchuan, the acting president, has an approval rating as high as 95%.

In other words, he has now gone from acting president to official federal president. Normally, others would have several years to give speeches and run for office, but he secured his position in less than a month.

The entire Gong family thinks their eldest niece is a lucky charm, and that the only good thing about their good-for-nothing youngest son, Gong Gong, is that he produced such a daughter.

As for whether the daughter is related to their family by blood, whether she is their biological daughter, or who the daughter's mother is, it doesn't matter. The main thing is that the daughter is part of their family, and she can call their youngest son "Dad".

Gong Gong has no say in the Gong family. Apart from serving that group of stinking space pirates, he is either beaten by his own father or scolded by his own brother.

In short, it never stopped on Mondays, Wednesdays, Fridays, Tuesdays, Thursdays, and Saturdays; it was either constant beatings or constant scolding.

Jiang Si was swinging on the swing in the courtyard, with Jiang Dandan by her side. Lingxi was sunbathing when a guard from the Gong family came in to report: "Your Highness, a Mr. Ru wishes to see you!"

Jiang Si planted her foot on the ground and stopped swaying on the swing: "Tell him I'm playing, and tell him to wait outside."

The guard replied respectfully, "Yes, Your Highness!"

After the guards left, Jiang Dandan transformed into a little dragon and jumped onto Jiang Si's shoulder, tilting her head cutely and sweetly asking, "My lovely and charming auntie, is this Mr. Ru a Hou?"

Jiang Si swung on the swing again: "It's him, but whether it's the same face we've seen before is hard to say."

She placed her spiritual power on the last Ruhou, who is now in the police station. He is very intelligent and seems to know that she placed her spiritual power on him.

Jiang Dandan asked curiously, "Is the 'she' you're talking about dead or alive?"

Jiang Si smiled and said, "She might be dead, she might be alive, or she might be half-dead, but one thing is certain: she is not healthy and cannot move freely."

She's most likely dead; finding her means bringing her back to life.

She's already dead, how can we bring her back to life?

You have to eat Tang Sanzang's flesh while he's alive; it won't do any good if he's dead.

Jiang Dandan nodded, then stealthily darted into the air and looked out.

Jiang Si leisurely played for two hours before asking someone to invite the so-called Mr. Ru in.

Mr. Ru is very young; he is a younger version of Ruhou.

His face was very youthful, but his eyes behind his glasses were very gloomy.

His youthful face didn't match his eyes.

Jiang Si cradled Jiang Dandan, who was sitting hidden in her palm, and glanced at the so-called Mr. Ru: "Say what you have to say!"

Mr. Ru reached out and pushed up his glasses. "Miss Jiang Si, are you deliberately stalling for time so that the people from the Abel Galaxy can deal with us?"

Jiang Si raised an eyelid: "Stop talking nonsense, state your purpose!"

Mr. Ru's voice turned cold: "The spaceship carrying your child has reached the outer edge of the Abel system. Now I'm giving you two choices: either your child perishes in the sea of ​​stars, or you let me cut off a piece of flesh to draw blood. Choose one!"