Hunter x Hunter: From Obtaining the World to Beyond Heaven

The front page headline prominently displayed large red letters announcing the latest breakthrough in the COVID-19 response in Kakin!

[A highly effective drug has been successfully developed! Clinical trials have confirmed its effectiveness!]

In the news report, the writer spared no effort in praising the mysterious scientist known as "Dr. Yorkshire".

It was he who took the lead and turned the tide, developing the most needed antiviral drug for the people in this critical moment!

On radio and television, the presenter shouted himself hoarse:

"Just one pill! You can escape the brink of death and no longer fear the ravages of disease!"

"Just one! You can save your loved ones! You can become their hero!"

At the end of each news report, a line of small print consistently reads:

"Thanks to Prince Mumu Ze for visiting me three times, which finally convinced Dr. Yorkshire to take action and secure a bright future for Kakin!"

"We can never repay Prince Mumu Ze's kindness!"

In a short time.

Amvirizan, Prince Mumtzer, Dr. Yorkshire—these names spread throughout the streets and alleys of Newderry!

Large numbers of people spontaneously displayed banners and sang hymns, celebrating the royal family's contributions in a frenzied atmosphere!

The sick began to shout fervently:

"I need medicine!"

"Take my money! Give me my medicine!"

The first batch of 100 "Special Medicine" pills sold out instantly!

On the black market, the price of one dose of [Ampoule] has been driven up to an astronomical level, and there is still no market for it. Everyone is eagerly waiting for the second batch of drugs to be released.

"So, how long will it take for the second batch to come out?"

Mumu Ze read the newspaper article praising her with great interest, nodded in satisfaction, and then asked Diya.

Dia thought for a moment and said:

"New Delhi's largest pharmaceutical manufacturing plant is already working hard to upgrade its production lines. The second batch of drugs requires the delivery of 300 tablets. Considering the high difficulty in producing this drug and the low yield rate, it is estimated that it will take about three days."

"Three days? That's too long. Is it even enough time?"

Mumu Ze leaned against Diya, greedily inhaling his scent, and said worriedly:

"The news says that outbreaks have begun in other cities as well, and many countries outside of Kakin have reported suspected cases of the novel coronavirus."

"In theory, it is possible. As long as the vaccine is available in time, the epidemic can be contained before a large number of people die."

Dia patted her head to comfort her.

In the past few days, people have been coming to Mumu Ze's door, trying to make connections with her and Diya in exchange for a dose of [Ampoulemab].

All of these requests were rejected by Pokson and his private army.

Among them were many pitiful elderly people and children, crying and wailing, just to get a single medicine.

No one can tell whether they are truly pitiful or just pretending.

But it looks really heartbreaking.

If it were Celidonich instead, he might be able to easily turn a blind eye.

But for the still young Mumu Ze, these things cannot be ignored naturally yet.

She wanted to help, but was powerless to do so.

Currently, the production line for Ambuvirumab has not been established; all the drugs are actually manufactured by Dia using her abilities.

Not only is the consumption considerable, but the production capacity is also very low, making it impossible to help everyone.

She could only watch helplessly as the people who had called out her name died in the streets.

Although the pandemic has propelled Mumu Ze's reputation to unprecedented heights, she has also been burdened with certain unmet expectations.

Dia was powerless to do anything about it.

Public opinion is something that is difficult to manipulate; one can only go with the flow.

As for the pressure that Mumu Ze is currently under...

He could only try his best to comfort her and make amends, hoping she would get used to it sooner.

“I’m a little flustered, Dia. I’ve never had so many people surrounding me. They even say I’m more suited to be king than my father.”

Mumu Ze stared at Diya's face with a hint of inferiority, reaching out to touch the bridge of his nose, then moving his hand over his eyes, earlobes, and lips...

Her heart was filled with mixed feelings, which she couldn't quite put into words.

sometimes.

The confident yet insecure prince truly wanted to abandon everything and stop trying to meet those expectations.

Perhaps they could run away to some rural area, where the men farm and the women weave, and live a peaceful life.

She happens to be very good at textiles!

However, her lack of cooking skills is a bit of a problem, as traditionally the wife usually does the cooking.

If all else fails, let's call Miss Poker; she's a great cook.

Despite having fantasized so much, the education he received since childhood made it impossible for Mumu Ze to give up his desire for the throne.

"Don't panic, I'm here."

Diya said softly, avoiding Mumu Ze's gaze, and paused before continuing:

"No matter what happens, I will handle it."

"Um……"

Mumu Ze nodded obediently, hesitated for a moment, and then said:

"Can you stay here and talk to me tonight?"

These past few days, he has been going out frequently and has not been seen for a long time.

"..."

Diya hesitated for a long time, just like when she was staying up late and wondering whether to drink strong black tea or coffee.

After some unspeakable contemplation.

He nodded:

"it is good."

three days later.

New Delhi has entered a lockdown!

"Students are suspended from classes, all non-essential factories are shut down, businesses are closed, and all flight paths are rerouted except for airships that have already departed or are about to arrive. No landing in Kajin is permitted!"

Naspi calmly gave the order to Nugui.

"Yes."

Nugui bowed humbly in agreement, then asked in a low voice:

"Then, Your Majesty, how long will this conferment last?"

"Once the conditions for the [100,000 sacrificial animals] are met, a new king will be chosen..."

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Time:

3 month 11 day.

[New Delhi death toll]:

1, 1245

[Current Average Level of the Molina Group]:

LV.3～LV.4→LV.11～LV.12

Chapter 390 One Hundred and Fifty Billion Jenny x Feitanfinx

72 hours until lockdown.

"Break down the door!"

At Delia's command, the tightly sealed dormitory door was suddenly blasted open!

boom!

Behind the wide-open door, a room in complete disarray was revealed.

Delia charged in first and immediately saw the mangled corpse on the ground.

'Chaoyin...'

Delia frowned inwardly and stepped forward to examine it carefully.

'The time of death was approximately 8 hours ago. All teeth had fallen out, the skin was completely ulcerated, and pus had spread from the throat to the stomach…'

Close the mouth of the hidden corpse.

Delia stopped looking at the horrifying scene and began to ponder:

'The situation is even more terrifying than a normal person dying. Is it because Nen users have strong vitality, so they suffer for a few more days?'

Regardless of the circumstances, it is still difficult to determine the status of the virus in the syncytial body based solely on appearance.

"Someone come and collect the body and take it to the forensic department."

Delia stood up, clapped his hands crisply, and summoned a soldier:

"Remember to notify the veteran forensic doctor to personally extract all the value from this corpse."

At this point, she seemed to remember something and added a word of advice: