But she didn't go in. She just stayed outside for a moment and then turned and left.
Seeing her leave, everyone in the courtyard couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.
If Xu Youran really came in, they would be in trouble.
Back in the house, the servants were waiting outside, and the secret guard inside quietly reported: "There are many masters in the young lady's courtyard. Roughly speaking, their strength should be about the same as ours."
The ominous premonition in his heart came true, and Xu Youran took a long breath.
She sat quietly at the table for a moment, and the secret guard asked cautiously, "Should I go and get some information?"
Xu Youran waved her hand: "No need."
If something happened to Zhiyu, it would be impossible for the whole city to know about it. She should have found out by now given the time she had to find out.
She stood up immediately.
When the maids saw her coming out with a bad look on her face, they began to feel uneasy. They didn't dare to stop her and just followed Xu Youran silently.
I happened to meet Jiang Sulan.
Seeing her panicked expression, Jiang Sulan stepped forward and asked, "Mom, where are you going?"
"You've come just in time! I was just looking for you," Xu Youran said seriously. He signaled the attendant not to follow him and pulled Jiang Sulan to a corner. "What happened to Zhiyu?"
Finally hearing these words from her mouth, Jiang Sulan's tense heart relaxed a little: "Don't worry, mother. My eldest brother has consulted a doctor. There is no danger. He just fell into a deep sleep and will wake up in due time."
"Brother said Zhiyu would soon wake up, but I didn't expect you to come back now. I was afraid you would worry, so I kept it a secret from you."
Jiang Sulan's head drooped lower and lower, and her voice became softer and softer.
Seeing her like this, Xu Youran couldn't bring herself to blame anymore. She let out a long sigh and patted Jiang Sulan's head. "Your mother has seen some tricks now, so she's not easily scared. Come with me to check on Zhiyu. Have you been taking care of her all this time?"
Jiang Sulan nodded: "Besides me, my brother is also here..."
The two chatted as they walked towards Jiang Zhiyu's courtyard...
…
Everyone blinked when they saw the purification reagent that He Yanting took out.
"That's all, how can it be enough to share?"
One person couldn't help but say it, and the others couldn't help but agree.
Of course, they are more afraid that if they inject themselves, their superpowers will be gone.
He Yanting glanced at him and said, "Who said this was injected? You should know the base well. Do you have any machine that can quickly spread it around the world?"
"net!"
One person blurted out the answer, and was instantly met with a shudder from the people around him.
"I think you're crazy about going online," one of them said after complaining, "I remember there was a sonic machine on the ground, but can this thing be used for that?"
We have to try it first to see if it works. Ignoring the roar of the man who has turned into a zombie on the chair, everyone headed underground.
On the way, someone was still worried and came up to He Yanting and whispered, "Brother, this thing can only purify the virus. It shouldn't have any effect on superpowers or anything like that, right?"
He Yanting said lightly: "Probably."
It seems like I answered, but it also seems like I didn’t.
The man's expression froze.
The large group continued to move forward. Several people in the crowd exchanged glances. The next second, a cold light shot straight towards He Yanting's right hand holding the reagent. At the same time, two more people came forward, also targeting He Yanting's right hand.
The cold light dissipated before hitting He Yanting, and the two men were stopped by Jiang Zhiyu.
The crowd suddenly became noisy and split into two groups. The captain said coldly: "What are you doing?"
"What?" the man mocked and asked back, "I have no objection to you wanting to end this apocalypse, but no one can take away my supernatural powers!"
The person standing next to him nodded in agreement.
"With such power, are you still willing to become an ordinary person?" the man persuaded. "Think carefully. Once the apocalypse ends and everything returns to normal, what awaits us will be the same pre-apocalyptic 996, or even 007, with endless overtime, endless scolding, endless anger, endless money to earn, and endless slavery..."
He made his accusation one sentence at a time, and everyone present felt the same way unconsciously, even Jiang Zhiyu stopped.
I really want to refute him, but what he said is too true. I already remember the fear of being dominated before!
He Yanting: “…”
But no matter how much they empathize, most people are still rational.
Jiang Zhiyu shook his head, dismissing his theories. He said gently, "But these things can be changed. Think about it, the apocalypse has restarted, and no one has reacted yet. They must still be reliant on the former strong men, like you. This is your unique advantage!"
"You can completely rely on this dependence to get ahead of the richest people, copy their paths, and create your own path!"
"Once you succeed, you won't need to be slaves anymore. You can completely implement the two-day weekend system worldwide..."
Jiang Zhiyu brainwashed them in a gentle tone while relying on his own special abilities to deeply infiltrate them.
Seeing that they were already dazzled, Jiang Zhiyu withdrew his hand: "What do you think?"
"No."
The refusal that came out of his mouth made Jiang Zhiyu stunned for a moment, and then the man continued, "I'm the richest man, why should I let them have two days off? There are so many people in the world, those who can do it can do it, and those who can't can be replaced."
"And I'm also going to force people in prison to pair up. If the children don't pass the political review, they'll have to work in factories. And I don't have to worry about them affecting their chances of success in the civil service exams."
Everyone: “…”
Jiang Zhiyu: “…”
"Goodness, Satan should even have a tattoo of him on his back."
Everyone nodded in agreement, looking at that person with cold eyes.
He just spoke with such passion. Once he fantasizes about being rich, he is even more capitalist than capitalism. Such a person must never be allowed to have money!
When the man regained consciousness, he found himself covered in blood, his hands and feet were bound, and he walked like a puppet.
man:"???"
"What are you doing? Let me go!"
He struggled angrily, but his hands were controlled by everyone and he couldn't move them.
"Are you crazy? Do you still want to live like a beast of burden?!"
He wanted to use the same trick again, but no one was moved.
"Compared to the vision you describe, even the lives of cattle and horses are considered good," someone sarcastically said. "Come on, stop struggling. No matter what happens next, we will never let you become a new capitalist! This is at least our contribution to human society!"
"Who knows, it might be a great achievement."
man:"???!!!"
"Let me go! Let me go! You've all been brainwashed by her! You've been manipulated by her!"
"Shut up."
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