Luo Changren's face was filled with shock and disbelief. He opened and closed his mouth, and when he tried to speak several times, all he came out was breathy sounds. Finally, he couldn't breathe, stretched out his hands and collapsed on the chair, rolling his eyes.
He looked like he was about to faint.
Xu Huo went over and patted his face, "You're not dead, are you?"
Luo Changren jumped up suddenly and grabbed his arm, staring at him with his eyes fixed on him. He gasped for breath, as if to squeeze out the last breath of air in his lungs.
"Calm down, it's not worth risking your life for two words."
Luo Changren seemed to have calmed down a bit after hearing these words, but his face was still blue, and he said: "Someone told me before that the best way to make a race strong... is to optimize genes... But he lied to me...
And killed so many people..."
"I am a person full of sins...I had no intention of surviving...someone told me...let me atone for my sins...I tried my best to atone for my sins...but she continued the sins..."
Xu Huo listened without any hesitation, "Then your life is boring. You just do whatever others say."
Luo Changren choked and consciously pretended not to hear, "I once wanted to make the base station stronger... now... I just want to save those poor people..."
"Aren't you more pitiful?" Xu Huo looked at him, "You have never accomplished these two things in your life."
Luo Changren pinched his arm hard, "You, you are different from us..."
Xu Huo watched his performance quietly. Luo Changren waited for two seconds and didn't wait for him to answer. He rolled his eyes and fell over.
"He's fainted." Xu Huo said to Gao Zhen, "Find someone to take him away."
The Lou family came in from outside and pushed the wheelchair away.
Only Xu Huo and Gao Zhen were left in the office, and the main event came next.
"I heard from Xiaoyan that you are very curious about the W37 base station." As an older woman, she looked at Xu Huo as if she were looking at a young and promising junior, admiring and full of hope.
Xu Huo was still five meters away from his desk. He asked the female mayor in front of him who looked extremely tired, "Why don't you sit down and talk?"
"Although I am old, I can still stand now." Gao Zhen instead motioned for him to take a seat.
Xu Huo didn't take his seat, but looked out the French window.
The base city seems to be less chaotic than before, but the cries and calls for help are getting more and more frequent. The law enforcement team can control the desperate efforts of the people trying to survive, but they cannot stop their final screams.
An electronic screen lit up on a building not far away under the canopy pillar, and numbers began to jump on it. The initial number was "57", but after a pause of less than two seconds, the single digits began to jump up.
"The number of deaths?" Xu Huo raised his eyebrows, "How many people will die in W37 Base City this time?"
When I came to the government office just now, the law enforcement team had already begun to set up blockade areas in different layers. After many years, even if it cannot detoxify, W37 should have some experience in preventing SE virus infection. In other words, the number of deaths is generally controllable.
of.
"At least half of it." Gao Zhen's back was turned to him, his face could not be seen clearly, and his emotions could not be heard in his voice.
"When I first arrived in the base city, I discovered that the food planting area here is not very large, at least it cannot feed so many people in the city." Xu Huo said.
In fact, W37 base station is not only short of land, but also has insufficient fertilizer for farming. The food output is definitely not high enough. To feed so many people, food must be purchased from other areas, but this does not fundamentally solve the problem, and
As the population increases, the burden will gradually increase, and sooner or later it will become an uncontrollable situation.
Players have absolute control over ordinary people, but they cannot completely eliminate this problem. Ordinary people are the basis for evolution. How many players can be produced without enough population?
At the same time, the W37 government cannot openly use bloody means to solve this problem, as that would lay hidden dangers.
"Exporting the SE virus transported by players from outside areas from W11 resulted in the death of a large number of people in W37" is the optimal solution for the base government.
"It seems that a few friends and I are taking the blame." Xu Huo understood that Gao Zhen was willing to see him, not only for the expiration of his term, but also for a way to resolve ordinary people's anger at the government's "incompetence."
Although the virus was sent in by players from outside the area, the base government was negligent in failing to stop it in time. The death of so many people cannot be ended by simply shifting the blame to outsiders. Gao Zhen personally came to complete this matter when he was terminally ill. First,
Taking sole responsibility and not leaving big troubles for the successors, the new mayor only needs to appease the survivors. W37 will be a prosperous place with a bright future; the second is to use another method to support the base government at critical moments.
Get some sympathy.
"It's really embarrassing for you." Gao Zhen said with a smile, "But I won't stop you from leaving here. You have brought infamy for the base government and you should not take your lives again."
Xu Huo let it go and said, "Mayor Gao has worked hard for W37. Don't you think it's a pity that it won't be guaranteed at the end of the year?"
Gao Zhenfu looked at the beating death toll outside the window again, "If you live to my age, you will understand that a person is just a grain of sand in the long river of time. The sand is so small that there is no need to admit it. Naturally, reputation and power are not that important."
"But as a person, I certainly hope that people who remember me will miss my kindness."
Xu Huo smiled. The old lady had a pretty good idea. She would do the bad things herself, leave the blame to others, and then have a beautiful ending.
"I guess you'll probably be dead when I walk out of this room." He didn't make his words too clear, "Before that, let's talk about the whole story of the SE virus incident."
"I heard that you haven't cleared the level yet." Gao Zhen suddenly brought up this topic.
"No." Xu Huo said, "The living sample I brought was killed by your people at the training base."
Gao Zhen sighed, "Xiao Yan is a good boy."
The "good boy" she calls him has now surrounded the office with others, probably waiting for her to send a distress signal and break in.
"It's hard to continue a one-man show, but it's different when someone cooperates." Xu Huo said: "I'm not from the W37 base station. It's not difficult to walk away. I can also cooperate with you to perform a show and then leave. What does the mayor think?
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Gao Zhen turned around, his always kind eyes slightly sharp and oppressive.
"Most people in the world are normal people. Normal people can sympathize with people who have the same experience as themselves." Xu Huo said: "In this incident, they lost their families and the base government also lost their lives.
I have met a great man, and I believe this sympathy will dissipate a lot of anger against the al-Qaida government."
"Haha!" the old lady laughed out loud, "This can be regarded as a small help to the younger generation."
Xu Huo said nothing, and the old lady gradually stopped laughing and asked him, "Are you really willing to do one last favor for me, a dying man?"
