Ling Zhao didn't hear any sound from inside for a long time, and the corners of his lips were straightened. He knew the other person's character too well. He was extremely rational and self-sustaining. It was impossible for him to use cold violence. He would not deliberately not respond when he knew that others were worried about him.
He was about to force the door open when the handle started to turn.
Shi Yu stood by the door: "What do you want to talk to me about?"
Ling Zhao was stuck for half a second before he found his own line: "What's wrong with you?"
Shi Yu: “Nothing.”
Ling Zhao just saw him walk into the room and immediately closed the door. He subconsciously felt that the other person was not normal, so he naturally didn't know what was going on with him. He scanned the other person's face several times: "Are you sick?"
Shi Yu shook his head, took a step back and closed the door.
"Bang--"
Ling Zhao was really worried, but he didn't dare to force his way in. Moreover, he hadn't been sick since he entered the temple, and he didn't know medicine, so he couldn't do anything.
It was at this moment that there was a knock on the suite door.
Bai Jiwei ran over from a distance of half a kilometer. After the door opened, he saw the chief god near the door. He was stunned at first, then raised his eyebrows and asked, "Rui Xian God?"
Ling Zhao frowned subconsciously, and then suddenly realized something: "You knew it a long time ago?!"
Bai Jiwei walked into the room and closed the door: "Know what?"
The expression on Ling Zhao's face was as colorful as a palette: "You already knew who he was, didn't you?"
Bai Jiwei did not deny it: "So what?"
"Then why the hell didn't you say anything?" Ling Zhao approached him, "You've been in the God's Domain for two years. How many gods have you met? Every time you attack without saying a word, everyone thinks you are simply hostile to the Temple and that's why you keep causing trouble for us. If you open your mouth and speak clearly... say..."
"What?" Bai Jiwei interrupted directly, "You said that the impostor in your temple was actually a fake? That your master's position was actually occupied by someone else? That the real Lord God was actually killed once by your stupidity?! Or do you want me to tell you a bunch of idiots who can't even tell the real from the fake that the Lord God of the past has now reincarnated as an ordinary human. He was living well in the mortal world, but you dragged him into this broken place for no reason. You even tried to kill him again and again?!"
Ling Zhao's heart was suddenly burned, and he was in a panic, spreading like a disaster in his chest.
"Do you think I haven't tried it before? Miyue, Chizhou, Qingqi Chumu, when have I not hinted to them that there is something wrong with the main god in your temple? But what are their reactions?"
At the end, the boy's tone was emotional: "If you want to ask me why I didn't tell you, fine, then I'll ask you now, if I told you before you met him, would you believe it?"
Ling Zhao's body was stiff, but his voice was trembling: "I..."
"You won't." Bai Jiwei laughed, "Not only you, but none of you will. After all, you all trust that impostor so much, firmly believing that he is the real Lord God. You will only think that I am lying and that I am trying to instigate others. If I really reveal his existence early, how will you react then?"
He raised his lips, and every word he said turned into a blade, stabbing into people's hearts mercilessly: "You not only want to get rid of me, a noisy liar, but you also want to get rid of him, because your Lord God is noble and inviolable. How can a mere mortal like him be compared with the Lord God? Even if he did nothing, all this is just my unilateral statement to you, but why should you feel sorry for the life of an ant? Right?"
The blockage in Ling Zhao's throat gradually grew, and his hands hanging by his side were shaking: "But I..."
"But once you see him, you will definitely recognize him?" Bai Jiwei automatically completed the second half of his sentence, "Then do you still remember how you recognized his identity in this game?"
The young man smiled playfully and sarcastically: "You are a divine beast, and he is the main god. If I'm not mistaken, it's because of his blood, right? Because his blood has a unique attraction to the exotic beasts in the world, so you hurt him first, and then recognized him, right?"
Ling Zhao's face turned pale and he couldn't utter a word.
"This is because he has been on guard for a long time because of the Temple's repeated attacks. If he is not on guard at all, do you think he can withstand your full-strength attack?" The opponent retreated in panic, but Bai Jiwei approached, pushing him to the wall step by step, talking all the time, "If he can withstand it, it's fine, but what if he can't?"
He lowered his voice, whispered in the other person's ear, and sneered very softly: "Let him die a second time?"
Ling Zhao was not afraid of the cold, but at this moment, he was shivering all over after hearing the question from the other party.
"Sometimes I just can't understand why a man like him would accept a group of you as his subordinates?" Bai Jiwei said calmly, "Is it because you are lucky? Because you are born with noble blood? Or is it because of your stupid and useless arrogance?"
He laughed for no reason: "If you were not designated by the Heavenly Dao when you were born, and if you did not have that innate divine nature in your body, would he still accept you into the temple?"
The room was so quiet that you could hear a pin drop.
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The bedroom door was pushed open.
When Shi Yu came out, he saw one more person in the living room.
No one knew how the two of them got along with each other. At the moment, they were sitting side by side. In front of each of them was a screen with a metal communicator inserted, which showed the conference hall of the municipal building.
As an auditor, Jiang Jiaying could only sit in the corner. He used props to open a split screen for his team leader so that he could see and hear everything happening in the conference room anytime and anywhere. He couldn't help but complain: "If you asked me to open the split screen for you, I would have walked to the conference room. It's not like I didn't give you a conference pass..."
Bai Jiwei said: "I'm busy."
Jiang Jiaying thought to herself, do you have time to talk about your life ideals face to face with other players in the temple? Then she saw her captain suddenly stand up and leave the screen: "Shishi."
Ling Zhao followed and shouted: "Sir."
Bai Jiwei can use props to remotely observe the conference room, and Ling Zhao can of course do it as well. However, the one helping him monitor on the other end is not his teammates, but a gray-haired bird of unknown species that he summoned.
Shi Yu came out just to get some water, but he didn't expect to catch up with the meeting in the municipal building. He walked to the coffee table with a glass in his hand, and he could see the podium in the center of the screen when he lowered his eyes.
Jiang Jiaying complained but she was also working hard. The speaker at the meeting happened to talk about the zombie outbreak at Entrance No. 7: "I really don't understand. Aren't viruses transmitted through blood? There are no zombies in the safe zone. How did that mutant get infected..."
The camera suddenly included the other person's figure, and he immediately went off topic, his voice almost reaching the sky: "Hey, Shi Yu? Why did you suddenly leave at entrance number seven just now?"
Shi Yu only answered his previous question: "As long as there is blood, it will be fine."
Jiang Jiaying's attention was instantly diverted, and she was full of doubts: "But there are clearly no infected people in the safe zone."
The warm air from the air conditioner behind me kept blowing.
Shi Yu stood at the vent, his hand holding the glass slightly pale, revealing his extreme coldness and weakness: "Let's not talk about whether there are infected people for now, but blood with the virus is easy to get, as long as someone wants it."
Jiang Jiaying was stunned for a few seconds, then suddenly changed his tone: "Someone took the zombies' blood and injected it into the people in the safe zone?!"
He didn't control the volume of the shout, and everyone in the conference room heard his exclamation and turned to look at him.
"It's possible, but I'm more inclined to use the injector's own blood." Shi Yu said softly, "The immunodeficiency virus is very fragile and can only survive in the human body. Let's not even talk about how difficult it is to draw blood from an infected person outside. Even if you really get the blood, the virus will soon lose its activity in the syringe. But if you use your own blood, you can draw it immediately when you need it, and then inject it into other people's bodies right after drawing it. The possibility of infection after the blood is mixed is almost 100%."
Jiang Jiaying asked: "You mean, the murderer himself is actually an AIDS patient?"
Shi Yu: “Is it hard to accept?”
Jiang Jiaying was silent.
Shi Yu asked him, "Did I tell you that when I first entered the game, I appeared in a ward of a small private hospital?"
Jiang Jiaying was stunned for a moment and nodded.
"Remember what I said? I closed the door of the ward after hearing the broadcast. The patient in the ward showed no signs of being bitten at the time, but he still became an infected person."
Shi Yu repeated: "How did he get infected?"
Jiang Jiaying answered subconsciously: "You said that because he was originally a patient with this disease..."
"But the medical record at his bedside says urticaria." Shi Yu said calmly, "Urticaria requires blood tests. Since the hospital can diagnose urticaria, why can't it detect the immunodeficiency virus? Even if the patient is just asked to go to the Center for Disease Control for a follow-up visit, there should be a report. But the patient didn't have any abnormalities at least before the alienation, which means he didn't know it himself."
"You said before that you met an elderly widow before you came to the safe zone. His daughter had not returned home for many years. You found his medical records in the house and his grave in the back mountain. Coincidentally, the night I first entered this game, I also met an elderly man with almost the same experience and background. He lived alone, had no partner, and only had an only child."
Shi Yu turned around and asked: "Have you ever met such a person before coming to the safe zone?"
Ling Zhao was stunned for two seconds when he asked this question, then nodded: "When I went to the suburbs, I met an old man who wanted to take me in, but I refused."
Shi Yu was not surprised either: "The probability of the number of people can basically rule out coincidence, so this is a deliberate arrangement by the system. All players in this game will most likely meet such a person after the virus outbreak and the fall of the city. Then their experience must be related to the background of this mission, or to the rampant spread of the virus outbreak. So the first thing to solve is why their younger generations did not return home?"
He said: "Because they are terminally ill and dare not tell their elders, is this a reasonable reason?"
Jiang Jiaying was stunned: "But, the old man we met was the one who died of illness..." Not a younger generation?
"If you were told that you were going to die, what would you do? Give up in advance? Live in depression? Or live actively?" Shi Yu raised his eyes, "If someone important to you died, what would you do? Return evil with kindness? Protect yourself? Or hunt down the murderer for revenge?"
Bai Jiwei just stood beside him and looked at him steadily without saying a word.
"The old lady you met died of illness. The one I met had a head injury, and it is suspected that her son, a doctor, killed her in a fit of passion. Combining the two lines, can we think of it this way: the old lady's son contracted a terminal illness due to occupational exposure at work, fell into depression, went home and quarreled with his mother, and accidentally killed her."
Shi Yu said: "He lost his family and is suffering from a terminal illness, so he chose to take revenge on society. He took advantage of his job to draw his own blood and inject it into the patient's body to spread the virus in his body. The old man you met happened to have cancer. Assuming that he got sick because of immunodeficiency, or he was also one of the victims of the newspaper. You said that his wife died early and he only has an only daughter, and his younger generation has no brothers or sisters. After his father's accident, he lost his spiritual support. At that time, he might make the same choice as the first one."
Jiang Jiaying's eyes slowly widened.
"Do you remember the process of the virus outbreak? It started in Jiangshan City, spread to the entire city in a few hours, spread directly to the surrounding areas in one night, and spread to dozens of different cities in one day and one night. How did those viruses spread?"
"Even if the first infected person appeared and kept biting others to spread the virus, the people around him would not flee. The infected person has no clear self-awareness and cannot take the initiative to go somewhere else by means of transportation; human immunodeficiency is a niche disease, and there may not be one in a hundred people. So why can the number of infected people directly cause the fall of the entire city in just a few minutes of a solar eclipse? Where do the viruses in so many virus carriers come from? Where in the world can there be such a large group of terminally ill infected people?"
Shi Yu looked at him calmly through the screen, "Because some of the patients, after discovering that they were sick, chose to infect others with their own blood. During the nearly ten-year incubation period of the disease, the number of infected people will increase exponentially, and the number of people who choose to become perpetrators after discovering the disease will also increase. Of course, more people who carry the virus in their bodies may never know it in their entire lives. The number of this group recorded by the official authorities is only the tip of the iceberg. Therefore, until the outbreak two days ago, the number of virus carriers accumulated over so many years was enough to cause the city to fall in a short period of time."
"When did the patient in the ward get infected?" Shi Yu gave a direct answer this time. "Because it was after the blood was drawn, under the needle in the hospital, so he didn't know at all."
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