Chapter 185 75: Split of Paradise Node
“There is currently no vaccine for this virus. Even if there is one, it probably won’t be shipped, so we can only think of ways from the environment and blocking. I need Mr. Mansour. You further mobilize all the residents of Lafia and tell them accurately the contents of the prevention booklet we have compiled."
"I will do my best to handle this matter. Thank you for your help. Thank you very much.”
Inside the hospital, Carlin communicated with Mansoor, the current combat commander of the resistance in Lafia.
"Commander, something is going on outside." One of Mansour's subordinates came in to report, "We have collected some information, but it's a bit nonsense. I heard them say that a saint has come to the world."
The two of them looked stunned, and their minds couldn't turn around.
"Take us to have a look." Mansour thought about the possibility, put on a mask and disguise, and followed his subordinates out. Upon seeing this, Carlin also cleaned up the table and followed.
But they were already a step too late, Hasamu had already left.
Today's movement was much greater than he expected. He didn't want to be a saint, he just wanted to be a doctor, but there was really no scientific explanation for his methods.
In addition, he had limited energy, so after rescuing the child, he walked outside under the escort of the people around him, and the crowd also took the initiative to make way for a passage, and some people even knelt down on both sides. He was able to leave the hospital smoothly.
Before leaving, he promised to come back tomorrow and asked them not to follow him. Those people believed him, and most of them chose to obey the orders of this "sage" and watch him leave.
There are also people with fanatical eyes or ulterior motives who follow from a distance.
Hasamu was a little worried that he was causing trouble to the teacher.
"I will live here. You should go back quickly. Your body has just recovered and you need to eat more. I still have two big cakes here."
Those who have escorted him back all the way. The victim refused Hasamu's food, knelt down and kowtowed respectfully, and expressed his willingness to guard the door of his house and defend his safety with his life.
There is no need to be so exaggerated! If he disturbed the teacher, wouldn't he want to be cool?
After much talking and making up nonsense, he finally persuaded these people to leave, but he also promised them that they would be allowed to escort them when he went to the hospital in the future.
Hasamu didn't understand the other party's enthusiasm. That was because he was in a miracle these days, so he ignored the preciousness of miracles.
Now the people of Pakistan are like sitting on a shabby boat that has lost its power and has been drifting in the sea for a long time. Behind them, there is a warship that is always searching for their position and giving them a shot at any time. chase.
Today, they, who were already numb, saw a ray of light that might have been the lighthouse shining through the sea fog, and they naturally had to hold on tightly.
Hasamu ignored the people who had followed him and were still looking at him from a distance, because he saw Nayimai coming back from shopping for groceries at the door.
"It seems that there was a big misunderstanding." Hasamu smiled awkwardly.
Naimai glanced sideways at those who were observing from a distance. Without saying anything, she opened the door and entered the house.
Hasamu quickly followed.
"The teacher will come back in a few days, and then I will leave here with the teacher." Naimai suddenly said.
Hasamu couldn't help but feel pinched in his heart, but he couldn't be selfish enough to block his sister's pursuit. After all, he was also pursuing his own dream.
“I understand.”
Shortly after nightfall, Hasamu was called out of his meditative state by Naimai.
“Someone is looking for you, Mr. Mansoor.”
“Conductor?!”
Hasamu guessed that today's events must have reached the other party's ears.
"Brother, your healing ability will be very useful to them. Of course, more importantly, it may be mental. However, when you think about problems, you should think more about yourself." Nayimai hesitated. After a few seconds, he still said.
"Ah? Well, I can." Hasamu nodded unconfidently.
Out of the living room, Mansour was the only one sitting, and he didn't even let the guards in.
“Child, maybe I should call you Saint?”
Mansour's hair and beard are short and gray, but his face looks quite young, probably in his forties or fifties.
"Mr. Mansour, just call me Hasam. I am just an ordinary person who has some luck and wants to do something for the motherland." Hasam denied the title of saint. Don't dare to take it seriously.
Mansour looked directly at Hasamu's young face, nodded slowly, and stretched out his hand: "Mansour Haniyeh, commander of the special security forces."
He knows more about the outside world than ordinary people, and understands that now is an era of extraordinary recovery. And Hasamu, according to a half-day investigation, is more likely to be an ordinary person who has just mastered extraordinary abilities. If he is ideologically If there is no problem, he will definitely try his best to fight for it.
"Hassam. Issa."
"You are in a very dangerous situation now. The Kingdom of David has been closely monitoring us. Today's situation has undoubtedly been exposed to their leadership." Mansour was not alarmist. The other party was extremely infiltrated into them. Exaggeration, this can be seen from the targeted killings of their leaders that have continued for decades.
Although the extraordinary people Mansoor knew seemed to be very powerful and not afraid of firearms and the like, the person in front of him felt like an ordinary person from the moment he shook his hand. Of course, it is not ruled out that Chaofan can have good control over his body. After all, he has never seen other Chaofan.
Hasamu really didn’t expect this level. When Mansour said this, he suddenly became a little nervous. He looked at Mansour and then at Nayima, whose expression remained unchanged next to him.
"Then tell me, what can I do to treat the patients safely?" Hasamu was unwilling to give up on those patients.
"If you believe me, you can leave it to me to make the arrangements. We will do our best to protect you and your sister's safety." Mansour's eyes moved to Naima. Compared with Hasam, in fact, now Nayimaicai is more like a person with extraordinary temperament.
Naimai had no intention of leaving and simply shook her head: "I will wait here for the teacher to come back."
"Teacher? Is that the old Asian man?" Mansour took the words. , and naturally asked about Shiraishi Hang's situation.
Hasamu and Nayimai looked at each other, the latter just kept silent, and the former also sighed: "Sorry, we will not disclose his situation without the teacher's permission."
"I can understand." Mansour took back the topic and paid more attention to the two of them.
A lot of information inside and outside the words can be easily analyzed.
Hasamu's ability is related to this mysterious teacher.
His sister also calls her teacher, which means that she may also have some extraordinary abilities.
As for that teacher, he should be an extraordinary person who is not weak.
So if the disciple is in danger, will the teacher take action?
"We cannot interfere with the teacher's actions. What we do only represents ourselves. The teacher will not interfere." Naimai seemed to have seen through Mansour's thoughts.
Mansour glanced at Nayima in surprise: "I understand, the future of our country still depends on ourselves."
Seeing that they still had a lot to say. As if she was about to say something, Naimai didn't stay long, gave Hasamu a cautious look, left the living room, leaving them more space to talk, and then entered meditation as usual.
It’s just that the atmosphere in today’s paradise node seems a little bit wrong.
Mr. Li is still sitting in that "exclusive seat", but from time to time Bull Eye moves away from his notes and glances at the door of a certain room quietly.
In the empty space on the other side, two equally dark figures were sitting. One of them was Heath, and the other was the guy named "Baron" who he brought in two days ago. Both of them were equally taciturn.
As well as Miss Sausage, both came out, their masked eyes revealing worry.
Sparrow Naimai flew to a high place and was just about to read a book when she saw the door of the room that Mr. Li had been paying attention to opened, and a slightly transparent figure floated out of it.
"Ghost! Stop!"
An owl chased out of the room, and Naimai could even see that his face contained strong anger.
"Professor, I think that maybe after some time, you will understand me." Augustus stopped, tilted his head, and his tone was flat with a sense of loss.
“I can’t understand it, and I won’t understand it either. Tell me, what exactly are you using for research during this time? These techniques make my hair stand on end. I can even smell it from your research results. The strong smell of blood." Jeremy asked in a deep voice, and all the feathers on the owl's body exploded.
"It's useful. That's enough. As for where it comes from, does it matter? Professor, this road is difficult to walk. We all need some necessary sacrifices."
"So you sacrifice What? How many lives?! And how much of your conscience has been cut off? I told you that once a person does whatever it takes to achieve his goal, he will inevitably fall into a state of depravity and will never be able to extricate himself! It's still too late for you to turn around now," Jeremy gradually lowered his voice and persuaded.
Augustus looked into Jeremy's eyes for a long time, then shook his head slowly but firmly.
"Professor, even if I am the only one left on this road, I will go on it." Beside Augustus, the silent Heath and the Baron came over, "From today on, the three of us will leave the paradise node. The Soul Assembly is officially established. If anyone is interested in studying souls, resurrection, revenge, etc., they can come to us and I will make the location public."
"Professor, I will never forget your kindness in recommending me. , but please understand that everyone has his or her own way to go. If one day I develop the technique of soul resurrection, I will come back to you." Augustus bowed deeply to Jeremy. , and then took the two of them away from the Paradise Node.
Watching them leave, every feather in Jeremy's body was trembling.
I seem to have made a very failed and stupid decision.
On the decoration of the ceiling, Naimai witnessed the split of Paradise Node, but she did not have much real sense. After all, she had only joined for a short time and did not understand the relationship between them.
The hall fell into silence, and after a long time, Jeremy slowly spoke.
".I think it is necessary for us to hold a meeting to discuss it in order to reach some consensus."
(End of this chapter)