The two went deeper and deeper.
After passing through many password doors, the cloaked man brought him to a giant computer: "I would also like to thank you for the many decisions you made before you lost your memory. They allowed us to raise objections to the coalition government before the 'Ark Project' bill was passed, causing great trouble for the anti-war congressmen."
Su Mingan didn't quite understand: "Ark Project?"
The cloaked man said, "It is a plan to research a cure for the Black Mist disease."
Su Mingan said: "Researching special medicines, so why should we object?"
The cloaked man entered the password and retrieved the file. In an instant, the document in black and white appeared on the huge screen.
…
[Deputy Minister Stephen Su:
In order to ensure the stability of the world and enable the major chaebols to enjoy sufficient benefits, please remain silent when discussing issues related to the "Ark Project".
Please sign the attached contract to delay the development of the special medicine for black fog disease.
Coalition Government, Member of Parliament of Paithar
…
"Delaying the development of a specific drug for the black fog disease?" Su Mingan suspected that he had seen it wrong.
He remembered a soldier named "Ming Luo" whom he had killed - Ming Luo's daughter died of black fog disease.
As his daughter wailed in agony, Ming Luo could only stand by the bed and watch helplessly. No medicine could cure the torment he endured. In the end, the church people forcibly burned his daughter to death, and he was helpless.
The black fog disease has destroyed so many families and ruined so many people's happiness.
And now——he saw the words “special medicine to delay the black fog disease”?
"You can understand it as follows - the time for the emergence of a special medicine must be delayed so that the upper class has enough time to build bridges with organizations such as chaebols and ancient martial arts families and give them space to withdraw and invest." The cloaked man said: "If a special medicine appears soon, it will instantly collapse the financial circle centered on the 'Black Mist Disease'. By then, once the chaebols collapse, hundreds of millions of families will be affected. Unemployment, mortgages, relief funds, and stock prices are enough to destroy the entire fragile financial system. Only by delaying the research on special medicines can the people slowly adapt to the times and prevent themselves from being crushed by drastic changes."
He took out an electronic pen and handed it to Su Mingan.
"So, Deputy Minister, please sign your name and approve the contract for the 'Special Medicine for Delaying Black Mist Disease'."
Su Mingan frowned.
...So those patients who are already in the late stage of Black Mist Disease can only watch themselves die.
…Obviously, we already have the prototype of the first generation of special medicine that can save their lives.
Su Mingan was silent for a moment and put down his pen.
He didn't understand what the emergence of a miracle drug would bring, nor did he understand the structure of social and economic operations. These all require years of study.
But he knew that maybe he shouldn't sign.
At this time, Chao Yan held his hand and motioned him to pick up the pen again.
"Even if you don't sign, there will still be tens of thousands of people who will sign." Chao Yan said, "The turmoil of a world does not depend on the will of one person, unless you are as powerful as a god. Otherwise, even if you don't sign this contract today, the fifty-eight political systems have already understood what to do."
"You know what to do, right?"
"After the White Sand Paradise in the Sixth World, tens of millions of mentally ill people appeared in the Main God World. They also couldn't get good help. At that time, there were also people you couldn't see who made choices for them."
Su Ming'an's heart moved and he looked at Chao Yan.
…She even knows this.
Su Ming'an looked at his pen. His hands once held the lives of hundreds of millions of people. Now, by signing a name, he could also influence the fate of others.
Chaoyan held his hand, the tip of the pen touched the tablet, and Su Mingan loosened his fingers.
"Click."
The electronic pen fell to the ground, leaving a dark mark on the screen.
Su Mingan turned around and strode away.
Since signing or not would not change the situation, he chose to follow his heart and not sign.
…
Ying pushed open the door, and was greeted by a huge meeting place with tens of thousands of people sitting in seats. The moment Ying walked in, thunderous applause rang out, warmly welcoming the arrival of the No. 1 Dream Patrol family.
The light shone on Ying, and he listened to the thunderous cheers, as if he was in the midst of the crowd's extreme frenzy.
“The First Dream Patrol Family! The First Dream Patrol Family, ahhhh!”
"I like you! I like you! Number One Dream Patrol Family! Marry me!"
"Look at me! Look at me! Look at me!"
Ying pursed her lips, walked up to the platform, raised her hand, and lowered it slightly.
In an instant, the whole place was silent.
The shadow looks directly into the camera.
As early as the moment he appeared in place of the original body, Ying was ready to stand in the spotlight - this is a whole world.
Although there were tens of thousands of people sitting in the venue, it was densely packed when viewed at a glance, not to mention the billions of people behind the live broadcast.
Ying looked at the excited people and said with a smile: "Hello, everyone."
In an instant, the violent cheers seemed to blow the roof off. People held up the light signs in their hands.
Ying suddenly heard the order from Su Mingan. He said with a smile, "This is the first time I meet you all in public. I want to ask you a question."
"You say!" The reporters in the front row held up their microphones and the cameras clicked.
"We will do our best to answer!" The messengers sitting behind the red silk table were eagerly waiting.
Players including Lu Meng and Rimu Sheng also sat in their seats and watched the "number one player".
Ying pressed his hands and the scene suddenly became quiet.
He said calmly into the microphone:
"——Can I know something about the 'Ark Project' and Mizushima Kawase?"
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