Chapter 94 (Catching Bugs)
“…That’s all.” After reporting while kneeling less than a meter away from Shen Jian, Shen Xiuzhu carefully raised his head and looked at Shen Jian’s face.
The young leader casually placed the document on Shen An, who was still kneeling at his feet, and pointed at a few places on the paper before looking at Shen Xiuzhu.
"Hmm?" Shen Jian asked gently, "Anything else? Isn't the Fire Seed going to make its first shuttle in half an hour?"
"That's right." Shen Xiuzhu paused, "...So, I hope you can condescend to meet Shen Lanhe. He is in the medical department and can't leave at the moment."
"......?" Shen Jian cast a puzzled look and rubbed the scepter at hand unconsciously with his right hand for a while.
Damn it. How on earth did the leader bring this thing here?
Shen Jian coldly and ruthlessly disdained the expensive luxury goods, and then decided to use this as a handle to threaten the leader to approve two more documents.
The main theme is a story of repaying a favor.
Shen Xiuzhu noticed the leader's distraction.
He seemed to be silent for a moment, and looked at Shen An. He confirmed something from Shen An's expression, and a hint of bitterness quickly appeared in his eyes and then faded away quickly.
Still not caring about the death of his subordinates? It seems that this path is no longer feasible. I wonder how many of my colleagues will regret it.
Shen Xiuzhu thought calmly, and quickly suppressed the needle-like pain that was rising in his heart.
"Your illness." Shen Xiuzhu lowered his head and whispered, "... just in case, we still hope that you can inject an inhibitor."
Shen Jian froze in his action of stroking the snake's head.
He suddenly remembered that he did seem to be ill. Although nothing had happened for such a long time, it did seem that he was ill!
The leader was silent for a long time, then asked stiffly, "...What disease?"
Shen Xiuzhu slowly typed a question mark, "Sir, what do you mean?"
"Disease, mine." Shen Jian reread it politely.
Although he was willing to sacrifice for the world, he still didn't want to be dragged to death by a disease.
The leader, who had not had any emotional fluctuations for a long time, finally found a point that could pull himself out of his depressed mood, and almost forced himself out of a certain quagmire.
The subordinate seemed stunned for a moment, then his expression suddenly changed and he looked at Shen An fiercely.
The chestnut-haired subordinate who dared to hold Shen Jian's cloak tightly just now subconsciously let go at this time, his face turned pale, and he looked at Shen Jian with a look of panic.
Shen Jian instantly realized that something was wrong, “Is it serious?”
The leader paused, his voice steady, "It's not really important, no..."
"No, sir." Shen An interrupted Shen Jian urgently, "I'm sorry, but please forgive me for interrupting - you still don't know what your illness is?"
A sword of Damocles hanging precariously above his head, a disease ready to devour the sick at any time, a god of death about to come, sir, don’t you care? ?
Shen An felt a panic far greater than when he just discovered that his leader didn't care about them. He slowly stood up and looked at Shen Jian.
Shen Jian was silent for a while, and then replied gently, “Yes?”
He really didn't care much about his illness. Since it had been stable for such a long time without recurrence, and there were drugs that could temporarily suppress the disease, in Shen Jian's opinion, it was no longer a threat.
Xu Yin… Before solving the world consciousness, Shen Jian didn’t want to do anything else for the time being.
His subordinates should be able to think of it, right?
Shen Jian blinked, not knowing how these two people with the masochistic thoughts like "Mr. doesn't care about their death" in their hearts could interpret Shen Jian's words.
“I don’t care,” Shen Jian lowered his voice, as if he was already coaxing his two subordinates, “We can talk about this matter after everything is over.”
But then, Shen Jian watched the faces of his two subordinates twisted almost instantly. Shen Xiuzhu stood up and turned sideways as if he couldn't control himself, hiding his red eyes behind his hair, his body trembling slightly.
Shen Jian was stunned for a moment, and began to feel confused. A huge question mark appeared above Shen Jian's head.
What, what happened?
Shen Jian thought with a guilty conscience, was he not expressing himself clearly enough?
He forced himself to put himself in his subordinates' perspective, and then realized with even greater guilt that having a leader who didn't care much about his illness did make him seem a little worried about his future when the leader passed away.
As a black-hearted capitalist, Shen Jian was silent for a while, and said softly, “In that case, then I will go to see Shen Lanhe?”
He touched Shen An's head, then stood up and walked to Shen Xiuzhu, turning his face helplessly, "Why are you crying?"
"Take me to Shenlan River." Shen Jian said calmly, "The situation is very urgent now. Let's put everything off until the war is over, okay?"
Shen Jian once again felt how difficult it was to coax the puppy, and reluctantly made a promise to cure the illness after the war was over.
The promise even implied that "he would definitely live until the end of the war."
This will always calm the worried subordinates, right?
Shen Jian looked at Shen Xiuzhu expectantly, hoping to see his puppy’s eyes light up.
But from Shen Xiuzhu's perspective, he could clearly see that the leader ignored the topic with an indifferent look, did not care about his own life, and forced his subordinates not to discuss it.
In order to avoid this question, the gentleman even agreed to let him meet Shen Lanhe. It was obvious that he didn't care about his life at all, right?
Just to appease them.
Shen Xiuzhu once again realized very clearly that Sir, the leader - Shen Jian had not given up on death.
...this matter.
He remained silent, quietly put his hands behind his back, sent the recorded projection video backup, then forced a stiff smile and lowered his eyes.
Shen Xiuzhu replied meekly, "Yes, sir."
Shen Jian breathed a sigh of relief and stroked Shen Xiuzhu's hair soothingly.
Next, it will be the main arena of the world war. Shen Jian handed the scepter in his hand to Shen Xiuzhu beside him, and his eyes returned to silence again.
When he told his remaining subordinates the news about Xu Yinmo, the other party's communication was silent for less than a minute.
Afterwards, the man who should be the adjutant took over the call, his voice was hoarse and firm, very much like the mercenary Shen Jian met in another world.
The adjutant called him, "Sir."
"Please allow us to follow you if Xu Yinmo - your men are killed."
They said so.
Shen Jian retracted his thoughts, the storm brewing in his eyes was still calm and harmless.
Afterwards, he reached out and personally cut off the communication request from Liexia.
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Except for the Wuyan Tower, the relationship between various large organizations seems somewhat subtle.
Bones and flesh devoured by interests piled up, and the overflowing blood fell drop by drop. Each organization stood at the foot of the mountain of bones and flesh, trying its best to hold on to the nutrients it had extracted. But sometimes, interests can also make organizations that were once incompatible sit on the same side of the gambling table tacitly.
When Shen Jian received communications from various organizations, they actually gathered together. As many organizations as attended the Spire Conference, this meeting brought together as many organizations... Of course, except for the Annihilation Tower and the console.
The sound of communications being cruelly cut off was heard, and the scene fell into dead silence.
The leaders of the large organization sitting in the front seemed to have guessed it long ago. They looked at each other almost instantly, and then lowered their heads very quickly.
"No answer..."
No answer is itself an answer.
A leader looked at the communication device in his subordinate's hand that had stopped vibrating with a complicated expression, and clenched his fists uncontrollably.
Only in this way could he suppress the chill that surged from his heart. He sat very far back, leaning against the wild jungle. But at this moment, when he quietly raised his head and looked at the wild jungle, his heart was even colder than before.
"...Wild Jungle also hung up." The leader's pupils constricted and he murmured softly.
The faction that secretly befriended Wu Yan Tower actually...
The leader's heartbeat could hardly be controlled and began to beat wildly. His mind raced almost instantly, and his hands under the table trembled as he pressed something frantically. He did not look at Ye Conglin's face again, nor did he even look at the several large organizations in the front row that had not spoken yet.
Not only him, but also a series of not-so-small knocking sounds were surging in the tense air in front and behind him. Many small and medium-sized organizations sent pre-war neutrality messages to Wuyan Tower at the fastest speed, and some even switched sides to Wuyan Tower without hesitation.
The leader gritted his teeth and didn't let out a sigh until the text message was sent. He put down the device tremblingly and shifted his gaze to the leader of the large organization in front of him, which was like an ice cellar.
At this moment, he didn't think about what would happen if he betrayed Ye Conglin in person.
He only knew that the group of lunatics in Wu Yan Tower really wanted to start the Fourth World War this time...!!
Fifteen minutes ago, Shen Jian, in the name of the Supreme Leader of Wuyan Tower, made a pre-war announcement to the control panel, which even covered the ground, and announced that emergency relief supplies for civilians had begun to be distributed.
However, Wuyan Tower [only] declared war on the control panel and did not send any text messages to any organization, nor did it even respond to the messages of inquiry.
This means...
Bai Rui lowered his eyes slightly, holding an emerald green jade pendant with his slender fingers. It was unknown what he was thinking, his eyes were empty, and there was a strange sense of relief as if the dust had settled.
Unlike the chaos in the back row, the front row felt like falling into the deep Arctic Ocean, and the air they exhaled was filled with ice chips.
"It seems that the Wuyan Tower is going to cleanse the world."
After a moment, Bai Rui closed his eyes, put down the jade pendant, and spoke slowly.
"He really has no mercy at all. He didn't even show any mercy to his old subordinates." The leader of Liexia held his chin and said nonchalantly, "Zi Su, he didn't even answer your call."
Bai Rui glanced at the leader of Liexia, "I assume that you dug around in the ruins of the Middle Ages and got the news of my cooperation with Wuyan Tower."
"Oh... I got it after all." Liexia shrugged and watched the leader of the small organization affiliated with the wild jungle in the back row stand up with a playful smile.
The man mustered up the courage to bow deeply to the leader of the Wild Jungle and whispered, "I'm sorry."
The one in charge of the Wild Jungle is a young man who is only thirty years old. His brown eyes cast a cold gaze on the man, and after a moment he hummed.
The man was stunned, lowered his head with guilt, apologized again, and quickly left the meeting room.
Next, leaders of countless small and medium-sized organizations repeated this action until there were less than a dozen leaders of large organizations left in the conference room.
In a blink of an eye, the noisy room fell silent, and a dozen people sat silently in the empty space.
Lawrence sat in the seat where Shen Jian once sat, and watched the small organizations leave one after another with a calm face. Some of them looked ashamed, some looked heavy, and some were excited as if they were afraid that the world would not be in chaos.
When a wall falls, everyone pushes it.
Lawrence was not surprised at all. After all, everyone wanted to survive. They had enough reasons to prevent these leaders from staying, but then what?
"This is a war that we are bound to lose." Lie Xia said with a smile, "We are the only ones left. Anyone else wants to quit?"
Bai Rui didn't say anything, and neither did any of the leaders present. They were bound to lose, and no one would deny this outcome.
"Then." Lawrence clapped his hands, his tone even gentle, "Let's get started. The winner will be the king and the loser will be the bandit. But before that, we must resist."
"Sometimes, dignity is a very important thing." Lawrence said softly. Even if they knew that they were going to lose, they should just give up resistance and surrender...?
No, they can't accept it.
Some people would rather die on the battlefield than kneel down and beg another leader for a chance to live.
Shen Jian knew it clearly, so he did not show any sympathy which could be considered insulting, and cut off all communications.
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