However, the woman and her husband had spent everything they had in order to join the Chongming Sect, and now they were no longer able to pay for any more supplies.
The base that happened to care about them released a lot of information about the virus at this time.
The senior leaders of the Chongming Sect asked the woman and her son to join the parade, telling them that as long as they resolutely defended the teachings of the Chongming Sect, they could also atone for their sins and receive blessings from the gods.
The woman had no choice but to take her son and join the parade.
Unexpectedly, just this evening, her son also appeared in the same condition as before her husband's death.
Women are scared.
She had already lost her husband and did not want to lose her son again.
Because her son is her only relative and the spiritual pillar that allows her to continue living.
That's why she wanted to try her luck at the base.
After listening to the woman's account of what happened, Gu Nian asked, "Has your child taken medicine now? How is his physical condition now? Has the symptom been relieved?"
Hearing this, the woman nodded fiercely and knelt down: "Thank you for saving my son."
When her son's condition miraculously improved, and when she was sure that the medicine was effective, she couldn't help but hold her son and cry bitterly. She secretly left the Chongming Sect's base at night and ran to Gu Nian's base.
"I understand now that the Chongming Sect is all lies. If I had realized this earlier...my husband might not have died. Please, please take in our mother and son and let us stay here. I
...I can help you clean, cook, I can do everything. I just hope you can take us in..."
Gu Nian quickly helped the woman who was crying and arranged an empty room for her and her child.
Fortunately, the base is big enough, and fortunately Zero gave her enough financial support.
Just when Gu Nian was making arrangements for the poor mother and son, there was another situation at the headquarters of the Chongming Sect.
Fang Guangming, the leader of the Chongming Sect, was shaking a red wine glass in his hand, and sitting on his lap was a long-legged beauty wearing a hip-hugging skirt.
Five confidants stood in front of him respectfully.
"Oh? So...the medicines produced in that base are really effective?" Fang Guangming raised his eyebrows.
"Yes. After several of our personal experiments, their medicine is indeed effective." One of them said.
A person next to him also quickly said: "Brother Fang, those people have developed medicine that can suppress the virus, and they also have such a large base. They must have hoarded a lot of supplies. Should we... put those rusty weapons away?
, take them out from the warehouse and put them to use..."
Fang Guangming smiled: "There's no rush. It's not the time yet."
His hands lingered on the long-legged beauty for a while, and then he slowly said: "As the saying goes, if there are too many ants, they can kill an elephant. If we take action directly now, we will definitely become one of those people who go to get free soup every day.
It is a target of public criticism in the eyes of many people. Once things develop to that point, we will also be in a lot of trouble."
"So, we must sum up our previous experience. Before the troops are moved, public opinion will go first. We can copy the previous model and create public pressure on the opponent first, so that the opponent can't breathe. By then, the opportunity will not belong to us.