The T virus stock solution was given to Wang Xian, and Meng Ke instilled the effect of the T virus into his brain.
The illusion disappeared, and Wang Xian looked at the blue liquid medicine in his hand with complicated eyes.
In doing so, Meng Ke seemed to give him two choices: put the virus into the reservoir for his family, or give up this opportunity for the whole city.
"I've killed people, anyway, they're all dead, so why hesitate..." He smiled miserably.
The woman's body was still dead and fell to the ground. Before Wang Xian killed the murder, he had always had the heart to die. He never thought of a way back for himself, so naturally he left many traces.
Through these traces, the police can easily find him.
Killing for life, waiting for him only the death penalty.
Without thinking, he took off his blood-stained clothes, wrapped the fruit knife and threw it on the ground.
If an honest person is forced to break through the constraints of his own heart and kill another person, he will no longer consider the consequences of the matter.
Now there is only one obsession in Wang Xian's heart, to resurrect his wife and daughter, even if he will die, many people will die because of it, he doesn't care anymore.
Hitting a car, looking at everything thriving outside the window, his heart was unexpectedly calm.
The driver looked at this strange person through the rearview mirror, feeling a little uneasy in his heart.
"Brother, are you going to the reservoir to fish? There is no fishing gear there. Do you want to go first..."
"No." Calmly interrupted.
He tightened his hand holding the T virus, and pretended to say casually, "Master, just drive, I'm just going to see the scenery."
After all, Wang Xian is just an ordinary person, so many people may die because of his wishes, and his heart is full of guilt.
The information Meng Ke instilled in him let him know the seriousness of the T virus and the consequences of doing so.
Everyone says to give up the small family for everyone, I think I give up everyone for...myself.
He smiled wryly.
The car quickly stopped under the reservoir.
Still struggling in his heart, all kinds of past flashes flashed before his eyes.
Is it worth it to exchange the death of thousands of people for the happiness of a family
"It's worth it."
With a loud roar, he struggled to smash the potion against the stone dam of the reservoir.
"Snapped!"
A touch of blue flowed down.
Wang Xian gritted his teeth tremblingly, glanced at the calm water, then turned around and ran away frantically.
…
The same scene continued in various cities, Meng Ke gave the T virus to hundreds of desperate people.
As a result, ninety-five percent of people left the virus in reservoirs, hotels, and even people spread the virus with free drinks.
Among them, there are many ruthless people, who directly took a needle at themselves...
For others, even if the world gives them deep despair, they still stick to their bottom line and hand over the virus to the authorities.
"Let the future of the world be in the hands of a few people, and decide the life and death of people all over the world by personal will. It's no wonder that the world is not destroyed." Meng Ke had long guessed that there would be such an outcome.
"Xuannv, let's post the mission, those players, if they can survive this general situation, it should be of some use."
"Yes, Tianzun."
After doing this, Meng Ke's consciousness turned underground, about forty meters deep, a ball of soul light wrapped by his spiritual power.
All the consciousness that he absorbed the soul power and stripped out was stored here.
millions of.
The soul consciousness of these people, even if they have lived for decades, their life is of no use to Meng Ke.
So mundane.
Every time Meng Ke peeled off their souls, he left his consciousness here, and he accumulated this soul light ball.
It is impossible for his spiritual thread to be wasted on these millions of consciousness, and this huge group of soul consciousness is quite tasteless.
However, he can modify this and then sever the connection of the spiritual thread.
Thinking about it, Meng Ke peeled off a consciousness from it.
The spiritual line connects, and the ordinary life of this person flows in front of his eyes, and he can see it all at a glance.
"When disaster strikes, you are the savior."
Xuannv had already edited a martial artist's memory, and with Meng Ke's order, the memory was quickly loaded.
After completing one, Meng Ke threw him into the shadows and brought another soul consciousness.
The magician's memory begins to load.
…
"What I say is true! The T virus was given to me by a man in black!"
A disabled man with a broken right arm, he was selected by Meng Ke and one of the few who did not spread the T virus.
When he handed the virus over to the police station, the Anomaly Investigation Department, which was looking for monitors across the country, came to him immediately.
Looking at the person's file on the table, the investigator in the uniform black tunic suit of the Abnormal Events Investigation Department glanced at each other.
"Sir, please calm down, we didn't say you stole," he said.
This is already the eighth person they have met who has voluntarily handed over the virus. If the people in front of them are still suspicious, they already know that these people are probably just the mastermind who really stole the "unknown screen". piece.
I just can't imagine, why would the other party do this? A chemical crisis is a nightmare for all mankind.
Could it be that there are people in this world who are willing to destroy themselves in order to destroy the world
They cannot understand that kind of thinking.
"Please cooperate with us. We can't rule out your suspicion yet. Therefore, we must implement isolation management on you for the next seven days. I hope you can understand."
"Understood your mother! Damn! If I had known that I would simply spread the virus, everyone would be dead!" The man roared violently, smashing the seat with his only hand, and scolding him again and again.
The investigator in Chinese tunic frowned, called two soldiers on the walkie-talkie, and took the struggling man down.
Closing the door, he sighed helplessly.
"It's no wonder that guns are banned nationwide. These people... let alone guns. If you give them a knife, you don't know how many people will be killed. Weird people! This world is really crazy, and there is no shortage of people."
The more people grow up, the more darkness they experience. No one can deny that there are actually more bad people than good people in this world.
The companion on the side wrote the report, put down the pen and stretched, and said with a wry smile: "In the information sent from all over the country, this is already the eighth person... Well, I don't believe that everyone has this kind of eight people. Consciously, there will always be people who will spread the virus, so we should report it quickly, go back and have a good rest, after today...there will be trouble."