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Once Su Ning's consciousness exited the system space, the three million worth of Gleevec was neatly stacked in an absolutely safe dimension, like a digital ghost.

When he opened his eyes again, he was back in the cramped and confined space of the "Prince Indian God Oil" shop.

Outside the window, the drizzling rain had just stopped when Liu Sihui and Lü Shouyi arrived.

Liu Sihui and Lü Shouyi sat on small stools in front of the counter, both with an unyielding anxiety on their faces.

The atmosphere inside the store was somber, with only the ticking of the old-fashioned wall clock clearly audible.

“Boss Su,” Lu Shouyi spoke first, his voice hoarse.

He held a small notebook in his hand. "This time...this time the quantity is just too huge. Relying solely on the few dozen trustworthy patients we previously selected, it would take forever to sell all 7500 boxes!"

Then he flipped through the notebook, which was filled with names and contact information. He had flipped through two pages and still couldn't see the end. Behind each name was a family waiting in despair.

Liu Sihui nodded vigorously to the side, while the notification sounds of the QQ group went off one after another, almost without stopping.

Her fingers swiped rapidly across the screen, her brow furrowed: "Boss Su, Brother Lü is right. There are still over two hundred people in my group asking this every day, and my private chat window is about to explode!"

Her voice carried an urgent urgency bordering on collapse.

Suning remained silent, his mind racing with calculations: last time, it took a month to sell the two thousand boxes, relying on extreme caution and word-of-mouth marketing on a small scale.

Now we are facing an astronomical number of 7500 boxes. If we continue with the previous "meticulous" approach, trading only five or six boxes at a time, the efficiency will be too low and the time span will be stretched to an infinite length.

But time is their greatest enemy...

The longer it operates, the more exponentially the risks exposed increase.

If any link in this fragile chain cracks and is targeted by the police or other forces, not only will the 7500 boxes of medicine be destroyed, but all previous efforts and even everyone's future will be completely ruined.

Silence permeated the store, and the pressure felt like a tangible weight on everyone's shoulders.

Just then, Liu Sihui seemed to suddenly remember something, and she raised her head sharply, a glint of light flashing in her eyes: "Boss Su, I... I have someone in mind who might be of great help."

"Oh? Who has such great abilities?" Su Ning and Lü Shouyi's eyes focused on her at the same time.

“Pastor Liu,” Liu Sihui said, her tone hesitant as if weighing the weight of the name. “Do you know? He himself is a leukemia patient. He used to organize support groups for patients at church, offering guidance and encouragement. Many patients and their families trusted and respected him greatly. More than half of his church members are from our circle. If he were willing to step in, even just to make a connection privately, or say a few words, the level of trust would be completely different, and sales would definitely take a huge leap!”

“Pastor Liu?” Su Ning repeated the name.

The image of the gentle-spoken old man from the movie "Dying to Survive" immediately came to mind. He always tried to comfort people with his faith, but he was also struggling in the face of illness and reality.

A person who is compassionate, righteous, and possesses a unique influence.

“Yes! It’s him!” Lu Shouyi immediately exclaimed excitedly, as if he had grasped a lifeline. “Pastor Liu is a good man! A truly good man! Last time when my condition worsened and I was hospitalized, and no one was home, he specially cooked porridge and brought it to me at the hospital… he is…”

His excitement subsided slightly, replaced by a hint of worry. "It's just that he's too upright, with extremely strong principles. Letting him get involved in something illegal, I'm afraid..."

Suning was silent for a few seconds before his fingers stopped tapping.

Risks and opportunities coexist.

Pastor Liu's addition will undoubtedly greatly improve efficiency and coverage, but his "moral fastidiousness" may also become an uncertain factor.

"Let's talk to him first," Su Ning finally decided, her tone calm. "At least we can try, it's better than sitting here waiting. We'll only know if it works out after we talk to him."

"Also, when you start shipping, just like last time, be as careful as possible. We're not in it for the money, so there's no need to be reckless just to make money."

“Okay! We understand.” Liu Sihui and Lü Shouyi exchanged a knowing glance.

……

The next afternoon, as agreed, Liu Sihui and Lü Shouyi arrived at the church and met Pastor Liu.

Su Ning still did not show up; he needed to maintain the secrecy of his identity as much as possible.

Even if something goes wrong, without any evidence, I will be fine.

Despite being in a dungeon game world, Suning still maintains its ethical standards and doesn't want to have a negative impact on itself.

Of course, this is the significance of education; years of good education do not allow Suning to act recklessly.

If given a choice, ordinary people would never be exposed to these things; ultimately, they are forced into it by circumstances.

Pastor Liu was wearing a slightly worn but very neat black pastor's robe, his hair was combed meticulously, and his face wore his usual gentle and compassionate smile.

Upon closer inspection, one can discern an undeniable air of illness and weariness hidden deep within his eyes.

As soon as he sat down, he couldn't help but cough softly twice, then took out a medicine bottle from his robe pocket, poured out a measured dose of Gleevec, and took it.

"Sihui, Shouyi, is there something special you need from me?" Pastor Liu spoke gently, his voice soft and soothing.

Liu Sihui knew that time was of the essence and there was no room for maneuver. "Pastor Liu, we have a channel to obtain Indian-made Gleevec. The efficacy is the same as the genuine product, but the price is much cheaper. We have a large stock now and would like to ask for your help in introducing it to those patients who urgently need it but cannot afford the genuine product."

Pastor Liu's gentle smile froze instantly.

He paused, his hand holding the medicine bottle, his expression turning serious. He slowly shook his head: "Sihui, you know about Shouyi. That kind of medicine wasn't approved by the government; it was smuggled and illegal. As a servant of God, I cannot knowingly do something illegal. Nor can I lead my fellow believers to take such a risk."

His tone was firm, carrying an unquestionable sense of religious morality.

“But Pastor Liu! Those brothers and sisters waiting for their medicine are really about to give up!” Liu Sihui’s emotions were running high, her voice rising involuntarily, but she immediately realized her surroundings and forced herself to lower it, her tone becoming even more urgent and choked with sobs. “Uncle Qi, the one who used to volunteer at the church, I heard he went without his medicine for three days and started having a persistent high fever yesterday, so he was rushed to the hospital for emergency treatment! The Wang family, the parents secretly went to sell their blood to raise money! And Sister Li… do you remember? Sister Li who always brought her five-year-old daughter to pray, if she collapses, what will happen to her five-year-old child?! These are not isolated cases, Pastor Liu!”

Lu Shouyi, standing to the side, added with red eyes and a hoarse voice, "Pastor Liu, we know this is illegal! We are more afraid than anyone else! But the hospital medicine costs 40,000 yuan a box, which means they're going to drink our blood and eat our flesh! This Indian medicine costs 2,000 yuan, and it's the only way for us to survive! Can you bear to watch us, who clearly have a way out, just wait to die?"

Pastor Liu fell silent. He lowered his head, his withered fingers repeatedly stroking the genuine Gleevec bottle, his eyes filled with intense struggle.

He recalled the utter devastation he felt when he was first diagnosed, the humiliation his wife endured selling their belongings and begging for money to pay for the first month's medication, and the despair of lying in his hospital bed after he stopped taking his medication, staring at the pale ceiling and feeling his life slowly slipping away...

Later, it was thanks to a few kind-hearted fellow patients who secretly pooled their money to buy him several boxes of genuine medicine, which allowed him to struggle to live to this day.

He has never forgotten that timely kindness.

Law? Faith? Morality? Survival?

Various thoughts battled fiercely in his mind.

Finally, he let out a deep, heavy sigh, as if he had unloaded a heavy burden, or as if he had taken on something even heavier.

He put the expensive bottle of genuine medicine back into his pocket, gently raised his head, his eyes filled with complex emotions—helplessness, determination, and a hint of relief.

“Alright!” His voice became unusually hoarse. “I’ll help you.”

Liu Sihui and Lü Shouyi both breathed a long sigh of relief almost simultaneously.

“But!” Pastor Liu’s tone suddenly became extremely serious, and he looked intently at the two of them. “I have one condition, and you must promise me—absolutely, absolutely no one can be forced to buy! It must be completely voluntary! If anyone is unwilling, or has even the slightest hesitation, you absolutely cannot force them! We are saving people, not harming them. If anyone is hurt because of this, I will never forgive myself.”

"Definitely! We definitely will!" Liu Sihui immediately assured her, her voice trembling slightly with excitement. "Thank you! Pastor Liu! Thank you so much!"

Pastor Liu didn't say anything more, he just nodded slowly.

He silently prayed: Lord! Forgive me for perhaps transgressing the laws of the world, but I pray that you can see that I only wanted to do a merciful thing in this sinful way.

May you bless these unfortunate people, and protect this difficult path from being swallowed by darkness.

……

That evening, Liu Sihui informed Su Ning, through the safest means, that Pastor Liu had agreed to join.

Under the dim light of a desk lamp in the inner room, Su Ning was carefully checking the previous transaction records and fund lists.

Upon hearing the news, the tip of his pen paused, leaving a small ink dot on the paper.

“It’s a good thing that Pastor Liu is willing to join. His prestige can solve many trust issues.” Su Ning’s voice was calm and unwavering through the phone line. “However, the rules must be made clear to him beforehand, and none of them can be broken. Especially the safety regulations, which must be strictly enforced. Our goal is first to survive, and then to save lives.”

“I understand, Mr. Su.” Liu Sihui said solemnly, “I have explained it to him in detail, and he agrees. He also emphasized that it must be voluntary. Starting tomorrow, he will quietly pass on the message within his circle, beginning with the most urgent and reliable patients.”

"Okay." Su Ning responded, put down the phone, and continued to organize the records.

The orange glow of the desk lamp cast a deep shadow on his profile.

He knew that Pastor Liu's addition was like injecting a powerful boost into this sophisticated yet dangerous machine, and sales would inevitably skyrocket.

But at the same time, this life-saving chain has become larger and more complex.

The addition of each new step means the creation of another potential exposure point.

The night outside the window was as dark as ink, swallowing up the entire alley.

The small aphrodisiac shop was silent except for the scratching of pens on paper and the constant ticking of the wall clock.

Su Ning looked at the numbers on the paper that represented boxes of medicine, sums of money, and families, her eyes sharp and determined.

These 7500 boxes of generic drugs are no longer just cold inventory, but countless flames of hope for survival as people struggle on the edge of the abyss.

And he was that lone traveler who guarded the flame on the edge of a knife and steered the ship through the storm.

At first, Pastor Liu thought that Liu Sihui and Lü Shouyi would take him to meet the mastermind, but things did not turn out that way.

Pastor Liu realized that the mastermind behind this was very cautious and didn't even trust him very much.

However, after discovering that the generic drug was indeed very effective and much cheaper than the original drug, the patients' faces lit up with smiles again after taking the medication, so Pastor Liu stopped insisting on anything further.

With Pastor Liu's addition, the shipment speed of this batch of goods in Su Ning's hands increased even more, and Su Ning and his two companions also became bolder.

Although the trading methods are still the same, it's clear that there's no longer the same fear and anxiety.

A massive amount of wealth has once again converged, and seeing so much money makes Suning realize that some people really make money very quickly.

Suning didn't know when he would be able to return to the real world, nor what changes had occurred there. He just wanted to sell as much as possible before the police found them.

At this moment, Liu Sihui was also pleasantly surprised by the current shipping speed. "Suning, am I right? With Pastor Liu joining us, our shipping speed has improved a lot."

"Yes, perhaps this is the power of religion; there are some kinds of trust that we can't match." Su Ning's face was also full of emotion.

"Should we sign an exclusive distribution agreement with the Indian pharmaceutical company?"

"No! Sister Liu, we don't have such big ambitions, nor do we need to take all the benefits."

"But I'm worried that sooner or later someone will notice generic drugs. If someone else takes over the distribution rights for generic drugs, we won't be able to do it anymore."

"That's perfect! With a more powerful force involved, we small fry won't have to struggle anymore, and more people will be able to get generic drugs."

"..."

...(End of chapter)