Rotten God Kingdom

Is Han Yue's illness contagious?

This is an important question, as it relates to whether the Cleanup Bureau deceived them.

"No," Han Lin shook his head and said, "The reason those two doctors were infected is because they used my sister's blood sample to create a special drug that they injected themselves with."

This is also why Han Lin and Han Yue have been running around for so long without any problems.

The reason why the sycamore tree in the garbage dump couldn't transfer Han Yue's illness is now obvious.

The root of the tree spirit is disease. Improving immunity to kill all the germs is tantamount to taking its life.

"The third question: Is your ability to control the sick ghost your special power?" Jiang Wang quickly analyzed in his mind and asked the third question at the same time.

Han Lin smiled and said, "You've seen my special ability before. It happened right outside my house: cardiac arrest. It's a very common ability."

As for why I can control the disease demon, that's the next question you're going to ask.

Look at it.

Han Lin pointed to the sick ghost by the bed: "Its name is Yu Shuang. She is only twelve years old this year. She has always lived by the side of the tree god and survived by relying on the tree god to transfer her diseases. I took her out with me the day I left the garbage dump."

All the tree spirit did was return the disease to her.

"That woman, Wang Yuxie, should have told you that the tree spirit can cast diseases."

Han Lin shrugged indifferently: "She's lying to you."

"Actually, it's not that I can control the disease demon, but that Yu Shuang can control it. Her current situation is very special. She's not dead yet, but the disease demon has already hatched and still retains a sliver of sanity. So she has the ability to control the monkeypox virus and the disease demon. I took good care of her when I was in the junkyard, and now she's willing to help me. The principle is simple, right?"

Simple?

Where is it simple?

How did Yu Shuang manage to do that?

As if he could see the doubt in Jiang Wang's heart, Han Lin said to himself, "I don't know how she did it either. I feel that this matter is related to the Tree God."

However, we must allow some people in this world to be born different from others, just like your lung cancer can kill germs, just like your sister and my sister, who have the special ability to boost their immunity in a city full of diseases.

This is the difference between geniuses and ordinary people.

"You're investigating me?" Jiang Wang asked expressionlessly, but inwardly he was extremely wary. "You're also investigating my sister?"

"Who told your sister to have the same disease as mine? Don't worry, I don't have the power to harm you."

Jiang Wang considered for a moment and asked one last question: "You should know that the Cleanup Bureau will not agree to your request. What do you plan to do after being rejected?"

Ordering the sick ghosts to storm other cities? So you can take the opportunity to escape?

Han Lin gave an irrelevant answer, extending his hand to Jiang Wang with a sincere expression: "Jiang Xin and my sister have the same disease, why don't you join us? For the director of the Cleanup Bureau, treating one person is the same as treating two people."

We'll use the lives of everyone in the city to force him to compromise. Once we succeed, we'll flee far away. We'll find a settlement in the wilderness; with our abilities, survival won't be difficult."

Jiang Wang shook his head and insisted, "Tell me your plan first. I'm a legitimate cleaner now, with a legitimate identity, so there's still hope. If your plan has a very low success rate, I can't go and die with you."

"I know you won't agree to me. You still want to get information out of me? Do you think I'm that stupid?" Han Lin sneered.

It seems the talks have broken down.

indeed.

Jiang Wang really wanted to save Jiang Xin.

However, Jiang Wang would not use other people's lives as bargaining chips.

Everyone has the right to live; it is a right that everyone is born with.

Han Lin is indeed a strongman. He ruined the entire West District with a single wrong decision, and now he wants to take the entire Sick City hostage.

The strong may throw a punch, but should stop at the nose of the weak.

This is Jiang Wang's answer.

Han Lin changed the subject: "But it doesn't matter if I tell you."

What you're thinking isn't wrong. Even if you tie the entire garbage dump together and turn all the residents of the West District into sick ghosts, you still might not be able to shake Sick City. The strength of this city is among the best in the entire wilderness.

There were very few people in the garbage dump, only two hundred and thirty-two. Compared to the entire sick city, they were too insignificant to cause any ripples if they all died.

You've met Wang Yuxie, you should think she's an idiot, right?

"Arrogant and haughty in the garbage dump, yet incredibly weak-kneed when facing outsiders."

A hint of emotion appeared on Han Lin's face.

"I always felt that she had been thinking of herself as a savior for too long, to the point that she really thought she was a savior. She always felt that she could save everything, and that she could endure being treated like a fool, even if she had to kneel on the ground and beg for mercy."

Jiang Wang had no idea why Han Lin suddenly brought these things up.

He always felt like he was missing something.

Han Lin continued speaking without pausing, "My first weapon is the plague in the West District. The plague here, combined with the disease demons, can tie down all the resources of the hospital and the Cleanup Bureau. Most of the Security Bureau's manpower will also have to be transferred here. Apart from the border prosecutor who cannot be moved, the City of Sickness has used almost all its strength in the face of a plague."

This was the power Jiang Wang could see, nothing special. When Han Lin said this, Jiang Wang felt it was still acceptable.

"The second weapon is public opinion. Guess how many people in this sick city want to leave? Can they really bear to become monsters after they die? Can they really endure the oppressive life here? The air here is filled with the smell of medicine and germs."

They dare not make friends, for fear of contracting other diseases.

They work more than ten hours a day in the factory just to have something to eat.

Without social interaction or entertainment, and without any dignity when dying, it's better to go to the wilderness to fight monsters than to live such a painful and numb life. At least then you can die like a human being.

Don't they want to leave? It's the sick city that won't let them leave!

This is a petri dish, where germs are being cultured, and we are the nutrients!

Han Lin's expression twisted; he felt he had seen through the true nature of this city.

Therefore, he wants to rebel.

He not only wanted to take his sister with him, but also to fight for the right for all the people of the sick city to come and go freely.

"As for my third weapon, listen..." Han Lin put his hand to his ear and tilted his head slightly.

A long, drawn-out roar or howl came from afar.

And then came the gradually rising sounds of gunfire.

Han Lin's third weapon is the monsters in the wilderness.

Under the onslaught of the monster horde, the borders of the Sick City are on the verge of collapse.

Internal troubles and external threats.

What Han Lin said might become a reality.

Even if the director of the Cleanup Bureau did not agree to Han Lin's deal, the city of Sickness could still be reduced to ruins under the impact of the monster tide, and all the people of Sickness would scatter and flee, thus achieving Han Lin's goal.

Everyone can come and go freely.

"Come on, join me, and we can rebuild a sick city in the wilderness, a peaceful and free sick city." Han Lin once again stretched out his hand to Jiang Wang.

Jiang Wang didn't know how Han Lin made contact with the monsters in the wilderness, but he knew that solving the plague would greatly alleviate the pressure on the sick city.

Let's save the sick city first.

Once the monsters breach the city, they will not abide by any gentleman's agreement; the inhabitants of the sick city will face a brutal massacre.

Jiang Wang raised his gun.

Han Lin was not surprised at all; in fact, he had expected this outcome long ago.

The sick ghost behind him stood up.

Its small body exudes an astonishing aura.

It is the source of this plague, the king of the West Side plague demons.

Summoned by their king, the disease demons in the mushroom forest charged towards Jiang Wang and his companions, running and roaring.

Jiang Wang wasn't sure how many sick people were outside.

The number should be no less than five hundred, and there is also the most terrifying sick ghost in front of us.

He might die here today.

Jiang Wang recalled Jiang Xin's parting words.

He smiled.

then.

shot!