Bu Tiange said: "Convert some refugees without superpowers into zombies, and use their crystal cores to feed those with superpowers."

Shen Fan's tone changed, and his aura was as cold and hard as a knife. "Impossible."

Bu Tiange smiled and said, "Turning refugees into zombies, does that touch your pitiful compassion?"

"Let's just leave it at that." Chen Fan looked at her with an unfathomable look in his eyes. "Don't do this. I beg you."

Bu Tiange half opened his eyes, his gaze wandering over the almost demonic face.

She wanted to know whether he was moved by compassion or was simply concerned about his own interests?

"When you turned Zhao Yan into a zombie, you didn't seem to consider their life or death."

Shen Fan said: "I am doing this for you. You don't want to be a person who bears the stigma."

"What's the point of this little infamy?" Bu Tiange said disapprovingly, "As long as I can bring enlightenment to the vast majority of people, ten or a hundred years from now, there will definitely be people praising me."

She raised her eyes and said suddenly, "Isn't that what you did?"

"If you want to test me, you'd better not have another idea in your mind. I can read your thoughts."

Shen Fan curled the corners of his lips slightly and brushed his fingertips through the ends of her hair.

"That's because I want to." Bu Tiange tilted his head, his black hair sliding through his pale fingers. "Now? What else can you read?"

Chen Fan sighed, "Don't rely on me, you are very heavy, do you know?"

"Just because you have a mouth you can talk nonsense? You'll sleep on the sofa tonight." Bu Tiange cursed angrily and stood up.

System: "Turning refugees into zombies, host, what kind of international joke are you playing?"

"Hmm, it's not impossible."

System: "Warning: Deduction of Merit Points."

"Oh." Bu Tiange changed his words readily, "I just wanted to test Chen Fan's thoughts."

"When I said I wanted to use refugees to support people with special abilities, he hesitated."

System: "The target person is so disgusted with the world, he definitely doesn't want to see the psychic become stronger."

"That feeling..." Bu Tiange said, his eyes revealing something meaningful, "You don't understand what compassion is."

She had seen that kind of compassion in a person before.

He can be cruel and ruthless, but also extremely gentle.

Such two contradictory sides are naturally present in one person.

"Host, you should look forward," the system said. "What you need to do is complete your mission well, not harbor illusions about someone who has long since turned to ashes."

"A person who has already turned to ashes?"

Bu Tiange shook his head, "No, he is not dead."

She believed that they would meet again one day.

North. Outside the epidemic prevention center.

As soon as Xia Jiande was freed from the clumsy protective suit, he began to rage at the officers around him.

"Lack of data, lack of data! This excuse is used to prevaricate me every week. When will there be any progress on the vaccine?"

"marshal……"

Xia Jiande waved his hand, "If you have something to say, tell me now!"

"Yes!" The subordinate unfolded the document in his hand and reported, "Miss Xia sent a text message."

Xia Jiande's eyes, which had been narrowed into slits due to his arrogance, suddenly widened.

"Xu Xiuyuan commands a large army and is commanded by someone behind the scenes. Who is this person?"

He stopped talking midway.

"What's next?"

The officer said, "The communication channel was suddenly disconnected, and we were unable to read the complete message."

Xia Jiande's face changed drastically, and before he could say anything, another document was presented to him.

"Report to the Marshal, I have received another communication from Miss Xia."

Understanding all the possibilities behind this, Xia Jiande's heart trembled.

He cleared his throat, trying to maintain his composure, and said, "Read it."