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Chapter 692 Virus Mayhem! (First Update!)

“Mr. Wright, you’re joking again. England is short of supplies, and they’ve effectively closed their shipping routes, but the problem is, they need to eat.”

"The supplies provided by Europe won't last long, and they will have to open their arms to us again."

"Russia? It would be even better if they had close trade ties with Russia! Then Mr. Wright could spread those things around."

"Dissemination process? That's easy to handle. I'll arrange it here, and then I'll hand it over to you directly. We'll use multiple channels to ensure that the whole world benefits equally."

"At that time, we can make a fortune!"

“Okay, it’s settled then. I’ve recently taken a fancy to another manor, so I’ll leave this manor to Mr. Wright.”

"It would be even better if we could have two more maids."

"Blonde and blue-eyed is preferred!"

The call ended amidst Barack's repeated requests. As Barack put down the phone and was about to call someone else, another call came in first.

Navarro's phone call.

The investigation at Fort Detrick has concluded, and he is on his way back, expected to arrive at the White House in about an hour.

Just as he was about to speak and urge the other party to hurry up, Barack swallowed the words back down.

Because he suddenly remembered something serious: viruses are contagious and invisible.

Navarro spent over twenty hours investigating Fort Detrick, during which time no one knows what he touched or didn't touch.

I don't know if he is carrying the virus.

The White House is his own home.

Although President America could easily save her life with the world's most advanced medical technology, the medical process is painful, and she doesn't want to endure that pain.

Exhaling the air from his lungs, Barack whispered the instruction:
"From now on, you can report to each other by phone or TV call. In short, we should try to meet as little as possible."

"Also, arrange for me to have some more people around the White House. I don't want to be poisoned by others."

"that's all!"

On the highway from Fort Detrick to Washington, Navarro listened to the voice coming through the receiver, his face twitching involuntarily, but he managed to suppress the urge to curse.

He coughed lightly twice and reported the results of his investigation over the past two days to Barack over the phone:
"The person who caused this accident is someone we know."

"That is, Lieutenant Allen, who was injected with gene-enhancing drugs in Baltimore, became younger and stronger."

"Based on the surveillance footage remaining at the scene, he can now be called America Superman."

"Then we compared the traces of the bullets he left at the scene and confirmed that they were in Adria's body and that the bullet that killed Sylvester came from the same handgun."

"Considering his attack on Fort Detrick, it's likely that Adria told him there were other gene serums, and he killed Adria to lure us into taking the bodies to the location where the gene serums were stored."

"He succeeded!"

"Robbie went to transfer the gene-transfer agent and the virus, and during the transfer, our Lieutenant Allen intercepted them."

"The gene-generating agents were all stolen. In addition, he also stole one Ebola virus, two plague viruses, one anthrax virus, and one influenza virus specific to Russians."

"He also smashed up a significant portion of the remaining viruses."

"As for Robbie, he contracted the plague virus, anthrax, and a severe case of H1N1 influenza."

"He is currently being treated in the hospital. He is lucky to be alive and has been saved. The doctor said that he is recovering quite well, but he will carry the virus for a long time. Therefore, he will need to stay in a separate isolation room in the hospital for a long time until all symptoms have disappeared before he can be released."

"Besides him, a large number of people at the institute were also infected with the virus."

“These people have no medical value, my advice is... to give up.”

"As for Lieutenant Allen's situation, I have already informed the FBI, and they are investigating it as quickly as possible."

"As for the virus leak around the research institute, the researchers are still conducting screenings. It takes time, and we should have a result in about three days."

After giving his report, Navarro began to adjust his breathing, awaiting Barack's reprimand.

Anyway, what's done is done, and there's nothing he, as the CIA director, can do to change it. Let him rant and rave; it'll go in one ear and out the other. Once he's done ranting, I'll go back to sleep.

And why can't I go to his White House?

Isn't it just that they're afraid of dying?

How can Black people be afraid of the virus?

After waiting a few seconds, instead of being reprimanded by Barack, he was given a new task.

"Europe, especially England, has effectively cut off all ties with us."

"I need you now to send people with those viruses to Europe, to England, to Russia, to Africa, to Central Asia, to East Asia, in short, to the most populous places in the world, and spread the virus everywhere for me."

"As for how to distribute it, that's not my concern."

Give me a result within a week.

After a short conversation, Barack hung up the phone. As Navarro listened to the dial tone, his right hand slowly clenched, as if the phone in his hand were Barack's head.

About 50 minutes later, the convoy returned to the George W. Bush Intelligence Center. The group did not get out of the cars immediately, but waited until the doctors stationed at the intelligence center gave them a full check-up and disinfected them to confirm that they were not infected with the virus before they got out of the cars and returned to the intelligence center.

As soon as Navarro sat down, Dmitri pushed open the office door and walked in, handing Navarro a list: "Those medical companies seem to have gotten wind of this and have tightened their shipping channels."

"These are the only supplies we can get domestically."

"I am currently contacting international suppliers, and if all goes well, I should be able to secure around $3000 million worth of supplies."

"If we get these supplies and sell them quickly, we should be able to make 5 to 10 times the profit!"

After studying the list carefully for a while, Navarro suddenly discovered a blind spot: the list contained only the most common disinfection supplies.

Disinfecting alcohol, hydrogen peroxide, disinfectant, protective masks, regular anti-inflammatory drugs, and even laundry detergent...

Each of these supplies is labeled with its country of origin.

Aside from anti-inflammatory and antiviral drugs, most of the basic supplies came from East Asia, primarily from China.

He looked at the list again from beginning to end to make sure he hadn't misread it before he looked up and asked, "What if we seize the supplies that others have ordered from China, or intercept them at sea? Do you think that would be a good idea?"

"It's got potential!" Dmitri nodded without hesitation, but quickly pointed to his head and then to his chest: "It'll spark your imagination, it'll open your heart!"

“No! It’s not that complicated!” Navarro shook his head: “We just need to get customs to slow down their process and prevent them from getting the goods to market immediately.” “Given the way those customs guys are, delaying these people for 10 days or half a month is perfectly normal.”

After a few words, Dmitry's face broke into a smile.

The best time to sell these kinds of goods for a profit is when panic sets in and the first round of panic buying begins.

Those who are afraid of dying are very willing to pay up as long as the price is right.

And this timeframe is exactly one to ten days.

If you time it right, you can sell the first batch of supplies at a high price, and then sell the remaining supplies at a slightly higher price. In short, you'll make a killing!
This matter should be addressed sooner rather than later; we must take action now.

Dmitry reached out and grabbed the report. "I'll arrange it!"

He had just turned around, and before he could even take a step, Navarro called him back:
"Besides arranging these things, also arrange another shipment for me. This shipment needs to be sent to Europe and England; I have a great use for it!"

"Huh?" Dmitri turned around again, thought for a moment, and responded softly:
"According to my information, England and Europe have effectively cut off our shipping routes, and the relevant departments have also strengthened their anti-smuggling efforts."

"It's not easy to handle!"

“It’s not a question of whether it’s easy or difficult!” Navarro waved his hand and pointed in the direction of the White House: “It’s our black president who wants to spread these viruses.”

"Especially in Europe, and Russia."

"In short, he wants to make a lot of money, so we'll just make a little."

Upon hearing his explanation, Dmitry immediately understood and patted his chest, saying, "Don't worry, I'll handle it!"

Dmitri left to prepare the goods for Europe, and Navarro sat back down at his desk, beginning to ponder how to get England, Europe, to get their honest bodies to act according to their mouths.

After thinking for a long time, he couldn't come up with a good solution. The only thing he could think of was to go there himself.

Without hesitation, Navarro picked up the phone on the table and began instructing his subordinates to contact Europe and England, as he was going to Europe for an intelligence visit.

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Wudaokou Institute of Biology.

Having worked all night and just finished writing the report, Di Yanjun was about to rest for two minutes when his senior brother Li Tao's voice rang out behind him:

"Wake up, the meeting's starting!"

He suddenly opened his eyes and looked up at the time on the wall.

9: 32.

He remembered falling asleep around 7:11.

With a sigh, he tidied up the report in his hand, poured himself a glass of warm water from the water dispenser, and then walked with Li Tao toward the largest tiered conference room in the research institute.

On his way to the tiered conference room, Di Yanjun encountered several acquaintances. None of these people were from the Wudaokou Biological Research Institute. Upon seeing Di Yanjun, they quickly approached him and asked in hushed voices:
"Professor Di, could you please tell me what's going on here?"

"Why did the leaders suddenly ask us to compile a list of equipment from various research institutes and then hold this meeting?"

"This type of meeting shouldn't be held here!"

"I don't know!" Di Yanjun remained tight-lipped, holding the report in his hand, burying his head, and quickening his pace.

Seeing this, those who had inquired knew that Di Yanjun didn't want to talk about this matter anymore, so they quickened their pace and headed towards the corresponding large tiered conference room.

In the tiered conference room, Guo Song handed a list to Lin Yi:
"This is a list of the research institutes and related research teams present today."

"Time was tight, so we only got a rough estimate."

"I called them here today so that they would follow your instructions."

"If they don't listen, then they don't need to listen at all in the future!"

Taking the list, Lin Yi slowly ran his fingers over each name. Unfortunately, he was neither a biology major nor a medicine major, and he didn't recognize any of the research institutes or teams on the list.

He put the list down, covered his mouth with his hand, tilted his head and asked Guo Song:
"Why is it you, sir, who's arranging this? And what are the higher-ups' opinions on this matter?"

"What else could I possibly think?" Guo Song rolled his eyes, covered his lips with his hand, and whispered to Lin Yi:

"Latest intelligence: the virus has begun to spread in America, Maryland."

"And there's more than one!"

"According to our messages from our nails in America, the viruses involved in this leak include, but are not limited to, Ebola, plague, smallpox, cholera, and influenza..."

"To put it bluntly, it's a damn virus free-for-all."

"If it were just one virus, a person might still have a chance to survive, but with so many viruses, who can guarantee they'll live?"

"Within a single day, symptoms seemed to have been discovered in Maryland, Virginia, and even in North Carolina to the south and New York to the north."

"Moreover, America's medical institutions, especially pharmaceutical companies, have been accumulating supplies of relevant virus treatment drugs during this period."

"Judging from their appearance, they're planning to make a fortune."

"Their people can die if they want, but our people cannot die."

"There is hope as long as people are alive."

"Money is something you can earn back later if you lose it now, but if you lose your life, then there's no point in talking about making money."

Hearing Guo Song recite the names of the viruses like a menu, Lin Yi's hand trembled, and the list fell to the ground.

He quickly bent down and picked up the list.

After reviewing Guo Song's words in his mind, he began to realize that he had not been reborn, but had transmigrated to another, even more amateurish, timeline.

Otherwise, how could someone have made such a huge mess!
It's important to understand that even in Africa, where the environment is harsh, basic sanitation is lacking, and people are prone to unhealthy practices, this is still a concern.

The virus raging there doesn't present a situation like the menu Guo Song just recited.

What exactly are the Americans doing?
As he pondered, people gradually entered and filled the empty seats.

When the last person sat down behind the last nameplate, Guo Song gently tapped the microphone twice: "Everyone, please inform everyone to take stock of the equipment in your respective research institutes, and also inform everyone to come here for a meeting."

"It's to create a gene-enhancing drug!"

(End of this chapter)