Chapter 37 Host

The sky of the pyramid manor is so blue that it is intoxicating.

Leonard stared with red eyes, and the expensive wool suit was loosely open, revealing his chest and abdomen that had been violently undulating due to rapid breathing. His lips were tightly closed together to form a hard line, and the harsh teeth rubbed from his mouth could be heard vaguely.

"Why, why do you do this? Do you know what consequences this will bring? The United States has become a public enemy of the world, and our public approval rating has dropped to an unprecedented level. Opposition parties and media have asked us to release the truth, and the latest UN resolution requires us to make relevant responses within 24 hours. Once the time comes, all countries on the earth will declare war on us. What should we do?"

Albert focused on building a rose flower. The sunlight outside the window fell on his golden hair, and a twinkling soft light was blown by the wind.

"Dear Leonard, do you remember what I said? You are Noah in this world, the only righteous man." He stared at the rose in his hand without looking back, and a bright red as beautiful as blood appeared in his blue eyes.

"No, you can't do this." Leonard lost the last bit of calm in his heart. He begged in despair: "That's a total of seven billion people, seven billion!"

"Humans are cancers that are parasitic on the surface of the earth, but they are too many. Apart from punishment, I really can't think of any better way." Putting down the scissors in my hand, Albert walked to the window, bathed in the sun, like a holy angel.

Leonard, who had a broken will, had no strength to support him. He bent his knees and knelt on the cold ground, his body trembling unconsciously, and his gray-like pale lips were moaning mechanically with monotonous syllables.

"Madman, you are a terrible madman..."

It has been two days since the delegation returned from Germany.

Merck has sent a huge team of experts to cooperate with the Chinese government on biotechnology. Germany has not made any interest requirements for this.

Famous American biopharmaceutical companies such as Pfizer, Johnson & Johnson, Schering Plough also sent special personnel to contact China. In order to show sincerity in cooperation, they even gave away a batch of carbon-based biological strains that the US government explicitly prohibited from exporting.

The whole world is working hard to fight the r12 virus. In the face of the threat of death and genocide, human beings seem to have completely abandoned the limitations of language, region, and concepts, and are closely united.

Of course, it just seems.

Twelve hours after the UN General Assembly passed the resolution to declare war on the United States unanimously, the Chinese government issued a public statement: requiring relevant agencies and pharmaceutical companies from all countries to disclose all biotechnology so that they can develop vaccines to fight the virus as soon as possible. Unfortunately, few responded. India, Japan, Australia and other countries directly rejected this suggestion.

Vaccines are the key to defeating the virus.

The first country to develop a vaccine is equivalent to mastering the future destiny of the earth's survival. This involves huge interest relations. Pharmaceutical companies, governments, and wealthy families at the top of money and power are all trying to open their eyes and staring at this large piece of fat meat with great oil. To use a sentence from Time magazine - "Vaccines are the invisible hand that controls the fate of mankind. Whoever gets it first will be the master of the future of the earth."

Rearing on the leather lounge chair and looking at the white tiles on the ceiling, Lin Xiang felt that there was a kind of unreal illusion.

His mind was very confused. Lieutenant Colonel Hawk seemed to be circling before his death. The face with Aryan blood would sometimes change into General Xie Zhiping's face, and there was also a captain whose head was cut off by himself. The shadows of countless people were mixed together, shrouded in hazy mist. The facts and fiction were so carefully intertwined, and although the brain clearly judged that this was just illusion, it was difficult to figure out what was the strict sense of reality.

The occasional sting of his elbow ensured that he could not eventually get lost in the illusion between the dead and the living.

The cold needle was pierced in the purple blood vessels, and every peristalsis of the muscles would squeeze blood and slowly flow out from the needle catheter. The transparent sterile blood bag quickly turned into a flat shape and shaking back and forth on the disk of the constant temperature controller.

This is Lin Xiang's second blood collection in two days. Together with the last draw, the total amount has exceeded 500 milliliters.

Fang Yujie, wearing a white coat, sat opposite her, staring at the computer screen on the table with no emotion, and her beautiful face was as cold as an iceberg. Only when her eyes were seen through the black-framed glasses and occasionally contacting Lin Xiang would a slightly warm smile appear.

"How do you feel?" She walked to the thermometer, picked up the cotton with her slender fingers, cleverly pressed it on the wound, and pulled out the needle hard.

Lin Xiang picked up the already cooled boiled water from the table next to him and sucked it gently, without saying a word. When he lowered his head, he could see the white calves exposed by the female colonel's coat.

"Your blood composition is very strange." Putting the full blood bag into the collection box, Fang Yujie pulled a leather swivel chair, crossed her legs, and sat down opposite him in a very attractive position: "The oxygen transport volume of red blood cells exceeds twelve times of ordinary people, and the speed of cell division is much higher than that of normal proportions. Especially white blood cells, the intensity of calculating foreign bacteria can only be described as terrible. I think this is the real reason why you can resist r12 and not assimilate by them."

Lin Xiang leaned his head to the side: "That's all? Is there any?"

"I just said that the cells in your body divide very quickly, which only refers to special circumstances in combat. Once the body's movement returns to rest, their metabolism will also become slower. If you want to summarize it in a simple sentence... you can live for a long time."

Fang Yujie said it very slowly, and her pink lips can make people have endless imagination.

Lin Xiang sat silently on the chair, as if he was thinking about something. His thick eyebrows and his high nose bridge matched together to highlight the hard and strong facial contour lines.

"How long is the specific time limit?" He quickly thought of this critical question.

"I don't know." Fang Yujie spread her hands helplessly: "Cell division and gene combination are a complex mathematical calculation process. I have submitted all the data to relevant departments of the National Academy of Sciences. The above attaches great importance to this and specially dispatches five large-scale computer groups to do their best to calculate. At least three months later, the final conclusion will be reached."

"Why can my blood help you? I mean, can fight against the r12 virus?" After a moment of contemplation, Lin Xiang turned his gaze to the opposite side again.

This question was obviously expected by Fang Yujie. She crossed her fingers and placed her on her thighs lightly, and her beautiful face was full of extremely complex expressions.

"You should understand that human DNA has a special nature of infinite repetition. The same is true for viruses. Theoretically, viruses that are parasitic in human bodies and the host themselves will produce two states of rejection and fit. If both traits are rejected, it will cause all physiological organs of the human body to collapse and mutate, and the specific manifestation is like the living zombies and black mutants you have seen. On the contrary, the parasite with traits will transform into a completely new individual. The parasite that evolves with r12 is the most prominent example."

"What do you mean is that I belong to the second situation?" Lin Xiang asked thoughtfully.

"You belong to the third type-"

Fang Yujie quickly pulled the computer on the table and pointed to the colorful genetic chain map on the screen and explained: "Your degree of fit is far higher than that of ordinary parasites. Referring to the calculations, if the fit exceeds 50%, you can successfully evolve into a parasite. On the contrary, you can only become an infected body. Among all the parasite blood samples we extracted, only your degree of fit reaches 84%. Especially the slow metabolism characteristics only appear on you. From this perspective, your blood has actually been transformed into a brand new virus. Once it enters the body of the recipient, it will soon spread into a new parasite. In other words, Colonel Qi Yue and I have been infected by you...we are the hosts of your parasites."

Am I a virus?

Lin Xiang was a little stunned.

"This conclusion is indeed amazing, but it is not yet terrible."

Holding down the glasses that were slightly sliding down on the bridge of his nose, Fang Yujie's cold face showed a hint of softness: "Your blood characteristics cannot be replicated. In other words, all infected people cannot form a new source of the virus. The chain of fit has been terminated here with Qi Yue and I. If you want to get more hosts, you must provide more blood."

Lin Xiang did not have silence or attack as expected. He laughed very strangely.

"My blood...so that's it!"

Just as he was about to continue speaking, the electronic intercom on the door wall of the laboratory suddenly made a rapid sound. Fang Yujie frowned, clasped her slightly messy clothes, walked over quickly, and pressed the button button on the call screen.

"What's the matter?" At this moment, she returned to an inaccessible iceberg.
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