Zhou Wen's face turned pale. She opened her mouth to refute, but couldn't say a word because what Cai Yuan and Su Yao said was an undeniable fact.
Li Kongyuan took a deep breath and changed the subject: "I can sign a contract with you. If the antidote and the superpower potion are successfully developed within three years, I will unconditionally provide each of you seven with two doses of the potion. In addition, you can take 10% of the resources you find as a reward."
"If the antidote and the superpower drug fail to be developed in three years, I will compensate you with ten kilograms of rice per person per day."
The reward is undeniably generous, but pursuing such a reward also means high risk.
The reward is good, but will I be alive to collect it?
Li Kongyuan knew this wasn't a decision to be made easily, so he simply said goodbye: "We're leaving at six o'clock tomorrow morning. Come find me when you've made up your mind."
After saying that, ignoring Zhou Wen's hesitant expression, he pulled her away quickly.
Banxia and the others were surprised by Li Kongyuan's decisiveness and exchanged bewildered glances.
Cai Yuan and Zhao Xuan exchanged a glance and made a decision: "Xuan and I have decided to take a gamble." He explained, "I think the scientists' predictions are not unfounded. A crisis is imminent, and we must prepare ourselves in advance."
Seeing the others remain silent, Zhao Xuan tried to lighten the mood with a joke: "We've been killing zombies for so long, we won't die easily!"
Su Xiao whispered, "I...I want to go too."
After saying that, she lowered her head and stared at the floor, afraid of seeing her brother and sister-in-law's disapproving looks.
"You really are..."
What happened to your supposed timidity and social anxiety? How come you're not even afraid of the plague anymore?
Su Yao ruffled Su Xiao's hair into a messy bird's nest. Su Xiao was so angry that she wanted to hit him, but knowing she was in the wrong, she held back.
Fang Yunyun watched the siblings interact with amusement: "I want to go too. The opportunity to become stronger is right in front of me. If I let it slip by, I will definitely regret it in the future!"
"The whole family should be together," Su Yao said, putting his arms around his wife and sister. "I'm going too!"
Of the seven people, only Banxia and Nanxing did not express their opinions.
Nanxing lowered her eyelids slightly, her long eyelashes casting a light shadow on her face: "I..."
Banxia gripped Nanxing's hand tightly and interrupted, "The plague is different from ordinary epidemics; it is highly infectious and deadly."
There have been three major plague pandemics in human history.
"The first pandemic occurred in the sixth century AD, spreading to almost all the famous kingdoms in the world, with a death toll of up to one hundred million."
"The second pandemic occurred in the fourteenth century, and the population of the entire continent of O plummeted by one-third to one-half."
"The third pandemic occurred at the end of the nineteenth century, affecting more than sixty countries on four continents, with a death toll of over ten million."
"Going there means you have almost no chance of coming back alive."
Banxia concluded, "There are still a few hours until six o'clock. Go home and think carefully about the consequences before making any further decisions."
Su Yao and his group were so blinded by the word "superpower" that they hadn't thought through the consequences.
What's the use of regretting it when it's too late?
After watching them go home, Nanxing closed the door, turned around, hugged Banxia, buried his face in her neck, and took a deep breath, "Why did you stop me just now?"
Banxia tilted her head up and kissed him: "Let's talk first."
When the kiss ended, Banxia rested her head on his chest, her voice languid yet firm: "You want to become stronger."
"I want to, but I'm afraid I won't be able to come back."
Nanxing knew he couldn't fool her, so he told the truth.
He wasn't afraid of death, but if he died, Banxia would definitely not be able to live on alone.
He would rather be an ordinary person, even be called a good-for-nothing, than stay alive to be with her.
Banxia was both touched and amused: "I am a wood-type ability user, which can purify viruses, so even if you are infected with the plague, you will not die."
"So," she gently stroked Nanxing's face, "let's give it a shot!"
If they can successfully develop the superpower drug within three years, they will make a fortune; even if they fail, it will only be a waste of a few days.
The potential rewards outweigh the risks, making the risk worthwhile.
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