Chapter 32: Not a Single Person Can Die!

Everyone turned to look at Song Lufeng.

They were warriors, fearless in battle, ready to fight and kill.
They were skilled in repairing and handling weapons.
Even when it came to crafting, inventing, or any technological endeavor, they were masters of their fields.

But medicine?

No, that was beyond them.

Medicine was an even more precious resource than food. No matter how capable they were, they simply couldn’t produce it.

Wood-type ability users might be able to cultivate some plants, but this plague had struck too fast and too hard. It was certain—they wouldn’t be able to help at all.

All they could do was watch helplessly.

And pray that the Savior would send medicine.

But the Savior had already given them so much—food, meat, water—more than they could ever have imagined.

Now, at the first sign of trouble, were they really going to ask her for medicine? They felt deeply ashamed.

Worse still, they had no way to contact her.

This responsibility would fall on Song Lufeng.

“I’ll contact the Savior.”

Song Lufeng spoke gravely, calling out to her.

He knew this was Gu Man’s sleep time. He shouldn’t be disturbing her now.

Guilt and apologies filled his heart, yet he continued calling her.

Because he needed her.

Because the people of the base needed her.

He had already prepared himself—if the Savior didn’t respond, it would be completely understandable…

“Savior, the Light Group has released a plague in the residential district. Shi Hai’s grandson, Shi Yan, was the first to be infected, and he’s on the brink of death.”

“Savior, the virus is spreading. The number of infected has risen to 5,000.”

“Can you hear me? Can you respond? We need medicine—antibacterial medicine…”

Song Lufeng called again and again, praying for a reply.

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Gu Man had a dream.

She dreamed of many people dying.

Among them were strangers, but also a few familiar faces.

One of them was the old general, Shi Hai.

He was holding his grandson’s corpse, sobbing hoarsely.

Coughing up blood between his cries, he didn’t last long before he died as well.

In the distance, Song Lufeng stood alone, his expression hidden in the shadows.

He didn’t cry, but he looked so lonely, so grief-stricken, so helpless…

Gu Man’s heart clenched. She jolted awake, instinctively grabbing her phone.

Sure enough, she heard Song Lufeng’s desperate plea.

Something had happened!

The base was facing an outbreak.

Gu Man leapt out of bed in just her nightgown.

“Song Lufeng, I hear you! Listen to me, hold the situation down—I’ll figure out the medicine!”

Her voice was urgent, her eyes red.

On the other end of the line, she wasn’t talking to a game character or someone from a parallel world.

These were her descendants!

How could she not be anxious? She was practically burning with urgency!

Hearing her response, Song Lufeng finally let out a deep breath of relief.

Without hesitation, he continued organizing efforts.

Time was critical.

Gu Man hung up and immediately called her uncle.

His phone was off, so she called her aunt instead.

When her aunt saw her name on the screen, she nudged her uncle awake and handed him the phone.

“Manman, why are you calling so late…”

His voice was heavy with sleep.

“Uncle, this is an emergency. I need you to use your connections to get me a batch of medicine—don’t refuse me yet, I know you have the connections!”

“Money is not an issue. Even if there are consequences, I will take full responsibility!”

Xu Hanhai instantly woke up.

“How much medicine do you need? And what kind?”

Without hesitation, Gu Man answered,

“Antibiotics, fever reducers, antiviral drugs, disinfectants… Oral, injectable, IV—everything! And also isolation suits and masks! Enough for 100,000 people!”

A sharp intake of breath came from the other side.

Was his niece trying to supply a war zone?

“Manman, even if I can get that much medicine, that kind of volume will definitely attract government attention. I won’t be able to explain it away!”

“You can explain it—use it to trade for controlled nuclear technology. That will be your justification!”

She had planned to take things slowly, to avoid drawing too much attention.

But now, the situation was too urgent.

This technology had to be handed over sooner or later—doing it now made no difference!

100,000 people’s lives versus controlled nuclear technology—the government would surely make the right decision.

Thud!

The phone dropped.

It was quickly picked up again.

Xu Hanhai’s breath was rushed.

“Manman… What did you just say? Uncle didn’t quite hear… You said controlled nuclear technology?”

“Yes, Uncle. You can be the one to hand it over and negotiate the terms. Consider it my repayment.”

“You silly child, what repayment are you talking about—”

Beep beep beep!

Gu Man hung up immediately, sending over the delivery address.

She had no time to argue. The situation was life or death.

Throwing on a jacket, she rushed out the door.

The little red bird flew onto her shoulder, accompanying her.

She jumped into her nuclear-powered car and sped toward the warehouse.

A streak of blue light cut through the night.

The medicine hadn’t arrived yet.

She couldn’t wait. She went straight to a pharmacy.

“I want all your fever reducers, antivirals, antibiotics—I’ll buy everything!”

The cashier froze.

“Miss, individuals aren’t allowed to purchase such large quantities—”

“I’ll pay double.”

“Miss—”

“Five times the price.”

The cashier hesitated, but before he could refuse, the store owner stepped forward.

“At five times the price, I’m taking a huge risk. If this gets investigated, you know that—”

“Six times, take it or leave it. I’ll just go to another store.”

“Fine, fine! I’ll sell it!”

“Pack everything quickly and come with me!”

Gu Man transferred the money immediately.

The owner didn’t waste a second, loading the medicine onto a small truck and following her to the warehouse.

She took photos and sent them over.

“Send this batch first. By tomorrow morning, I’ll have enough medicine for 100,000 people ready. Trust me—we will defeat this plague!”

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Box after box of medicine piled up.

There were even boxes of masks.

The owner had included them for free.

“The medicine is here! The medicine is here!”

“Hurry! Get it to the hospital!”

The moment the medicine arrived, it was rushed to the central hospital.

The hospital was sealed—once someone entered, they couldn’t leave.

But no one hesitated.

Song Lufeng took one last look at the hospital before turning away.

“Lord Commander, where are you going?”

His coat billowed in the -80°C wind.

“To face my enemy.”

He would not allow another infected creature to spread this plague.

He would sever the source of infection completely.

“But Lord Commander, what if you get infected too?”

“I believe in the Savior!”