Emmanuel shook his head. "I'm sorry, I don't know much about the new world."
"That means you need to know a little bit."
Sang Ning was good at grasping the key points. Emmanuel hummed in agreement and said softly, "Actually, I know Elliott and Louis as well."
"Perhaps Lampson and his team have some idea about this."
All eyes immediately fell on Lampson and his group. The people being stared at widened their eyes, and Qin Heng exclaimed in surprise, "Is it true that there's a problem with their genes?"
Sanning, "???"
"Is it related to genes?"
Qin Heng nodded and then shook his head. Seeing this, Mo Nainai became anxious and urged, "Speak up! What's with all this nodding and shaking your head?"
"I was just about to speak, but you interrupted me and then blamed me."
Qin Heng rolled her eyes and retorted, then said, "I don't know if it's true or not, but what I do know is that the number of people suffering from genetic diseases is increasing year by year."
"That's what I understand too."
Emmanuel continued, "Before I took my leave, five cases of genetic disease broke out in my fleet all at once."
"This is only the number for half a month; the largest outbreak in a year was 137 cases."
“I have quite a few cases here too, the most in a year was eighty-nine.”
Elliott spoke first, followed by Louis and the others.
Sang Ning calculated that, based on the data they provided, the number of genetic diseases that break out in the Mo Yikaz universe each year is in the tens of thousands.
This ratio is not high compared to the hundreds of billions of intelligent beings in Moykaz.
However, the incurability of genetic diseases is even more terrifying than the mental collapse caused by cancer.
With current medical technology, cancer is now as common as the common cold.
Even if the mental sea collapses, it will not affect life safety; at most, it will just mean the loss of mental power.
However, intelligent beings with low innate spiritual levels are not few in number.
It doesn't affect normal life.
Therefore, the impact of the collapse of one's spiritual realm is not really that significant.
However, genetic diseases are incurable, and once diagnosed, life is basically over.
But Sang Ning couldn't understand, "If the New World is really related to genetic diseases, then why are they recruiting players?"
She frowned, completely baffled. "Everyone has their own expertise. Even professionals can't handle genetic diseases. What's the point of us joining?"
"To be used as a test subject?"
Monet responded, and Sang Ning felt that the possibility was unlikely.
She said, "Survival on Wasteland accepts applications from anyone. As long as the mastermind is selected, no matter if you are a high-ranking official, a celebrity, a tycoon, or a poor person from the slums, you can participate."
Those who have no backing, no power, and are all alone can join, but if something really happens, no one will stand up for them.
But what about those with powerful families and connections? If they actually become experimental subjects, aren't they afraid of getting into trouble?
As she spoke, she used a very simple analogy: "Take you for example, if you were to enter the new world and become test subjects, would you be willing? Would your families be willing?"
"I don't want to."
Several people spoke in unison.
Even if they were to contract a genetic disease, they would not be willing to be test subjects.
If you dare to use them as test subjects, the heavens will be turned upside down.
Sang Ning shrugged and said, "That settles it. Since you're unwilling, the contestants from the previous show certainly weren't willing either."
"If I remember correctly, many of the contestants who disappeared from the public eye before came from families with backgrounds that were not much worse than yours."
At this point, she asked, "Have there been any unusual changes in the families of those contestants?"
There really isn't one.
Those contestants may have disappeared from the public eye, but they didn't disappear from the eyes of their friends and family.
However, very few people actually know where those players are now.
The group of people seemed lost in thought. Mu Tao murmured, "So, is this new world good or bad?"
No one can answer this question.
Everything about the new world is currently just speculation, and no one knows whether that speculation is correct or not.
"wait!"
Emmanuel spoke in a deep voice, and Sang Ning and the others looked at him, "What are you waiting for?"
"We wait for the chief director to talk to us one by one."
He said, "Each of us was questioned by our own supervisor. The supervisors wouldn't have asked us if the director hadn't spoken up."
"From this, we can conclude that the person in charge is just the one who takes the lead, while the real mastermind is the chief director."
At this point, he asserted, "If I'm not mistaken, the chief director must be someone who knows the inside story, someone who knows the whole story of the new world."
"Survival on a barren planet might just be a way to absorb blood for the new world."
As Emmanuel grew more and more certain with each word, his agitated emotions finally calmed down completely.
"Wait, when the truth comes out, we'll know what's going on."
The group looked at each other, wanting to say something but not knowing where to begin.
Reluctantly, I had no choice but to do as he said.
Let's wait; there's no other way but to wait for them.
After all, the people in charge who took the lead were all clueless.
Fortunately, the wait wasn't long. Just as the celebration banquet was about to end, the director who had appeared when they first arrived returned.
The first thing he did upon returning was to award prizes.
Sang Ning, the champion, received a prize of 200 million yuan and a livable star.
Emmanuel and Louis also won awards.
Emmanuel, who came in second place, received a prize of 100 million, while Habitable Star did not.
Louis, who came in third, had 50 million, while the habitable planet had none.
The production team is really generous; the prize money they gave was after-tax, meaning they received the full, published prize money, without missing a single penny.
The promised 200 million is exactly 200 million.
The moment the money arrived in his account, the first thing Sang Ning did was pay off his debts.
She returned all the money that Emmanuel and the others had borrowed from her.
I originally wanted to add some interest, but the people who wanted to borrow money didn't agree, saying that giving them interest was disrespecting them.
Helpless, Sang Ning had no choice but to repay the amount they had transferred.
Not a penny more.
But she remembered this kindness.
The celebration banquet ended after the bonus was received.
The production team arranged accommodation for them at a hotel owned by the production team.
That's right, the survival show crew built a hotel specifically for staff and contestants, and they don't accept outside guests. The environment is very nice and the standard is very high.
The hotel boasts top-notch facilities.
Originally, Emmanuel and the other contestants from the Central Star could have gone straight home.
But upon hearing that he could stay at the show's hotel, he wasn't in a hurry to go home; instead, he planned to stay there for one night.
As a result, they ended up being talked to one after another because of this one interaction.
Sang Ning had no idea which number she was called in for a talk, but she arrived at the director's office at exactly six in the morning.
Then, she saw the director's eyes, which looked like they had dark circles under them.
"Director, you got beaten up."
The two dark circles under their eyes, bruised and obvious, were so obvious that Sang Ning couldn't help but become a bystander.
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