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This time, the meeting on countermeasures for the epidemic of infectious diseases ended unhappily due to Director Ma's shocking remarks.

In fact, saying "unhappy and parting" is already a subtle description - Wen Desi was so angry that he almost waved his fist at Director Ma at that time!

Bacteriological weapons seem to be easy to spread, but it is even more difficult to prevent and treat them afterwards.

After all, unlike other people who can walk through the wormhole and pat their butts and leave after a catastrophe, Wen Desi's wife and children are all here!

And although Wang Qiu and the others did not have such serious indignation as Wen Desi, they also felt chills about the style of this auspicious director.

――In Director Ma's dictionary, there must be many words that are synonymous with farting, such as morality, discipline, mercy, humanitarianism, and so on.

Basically, no one likes such a cold-blooded animal who cares about people's lives while talking and laughing and becoming their own top boss!

You must know that Nazi Germany during World War II spent several years building so many death camps, killing a total of 6 million Jews. And in the hands of this Director Ma, just an unintentional mistake killed at least 10 million Indians!

What is even more terrifying is that this plague attack is far from over - the batch of "Pandora's boxes" that were not intercepted by Navarez and are being sent to Spain will soon cause more deaths in Europe, and then continue to spread to Africa and Asia...... By the time this terrible plague finally ends, it is possible that the entire Shijie will have died one or two hundred million people because of it.

In addition, according to Director Ma's daily conversations, Wang Qiu can basically speculate what kind of standard Otherworldly Colony Development Model he will launch in the future - first use a great plague to open the way, and spread highly contagious modern germs everywhere in the Alien Shijie according to the number of old clothes that Spanish explorers gave to Indian tribes; Then, the traversers who are shouldering a great mission will put on the faces of compassionate bodhisattvas who help the suffering, and carry a large number of modern medical equipment and medicines to descend grandly.

For those who bowed their heads and surrendered, the travelers would treat them with antibiotics and vaccinations, and bless them with the help of surviving the plague, so that they could be ordered to make cattle and horses for the travelers in the future, and open mines and cut wood. As for those stubborn oppositionists, they don't need to use knives and guns at all: when the other side has no medical treatment and some people maliciously sow germs, they will basically soon suffer from the plague and kick their legs and die......

-- Since guns and missiles were replaced by pervasive germs, even the steps of military conquest could be omitted.

From a purely scientific and economic point of view, this standard model of otherworldly colonization, which uses a variety of fierce plagues to open the way and then use special drugs to buy people's hearts, is indeed very fast, efficient, and cheap, and can conquer a large area of densely populated land in the shortest possible time, with the least manpower and low cost (the current penicillin, streptomycin, etc. are very cheap). With the necessary secrecy and propaganda done well, the conquered natives can also be gracious to them and minimize the hostility they cause. Far less expensive and more expensive than the conventional colonial methods of modern Europeans – a grueling war of conquest followed by endless policing campaigns – were far less expensive and had a higher return on investment.

And the only problem with this colonial model is ...... It's wicked! It's so evil that it seems like blood and dirt are flowing from every pore!

The word evil is far from enough to describe a crime like this, and at the very least, it should be said that it is a loss of conscience and a miserable death! …,

Although chengguan, a very yellow and violent profession, has never had a good reputation in later generations of Chinese society, after all, there is still a big difference between it and butchers and murderers...... Therefore, following such a cold-blooded and ruthless leader, Wang Qiu felt a lot of pressure on himself.

As a result, in the middle of the night that day, Wang Qiu was woken up by a nightmare.

In this hazy nightmare, he saw tens of thousands of unjust souls who were not blind, miserable and miserable to ask for their lives.

What's worse is that after waking up, Wang Qiu found that his head was covered in cold sweat for a while, and his spirit was highly excited, even if it was the soft carcass of Princess Snow Ji Dailan, he couldn't calm his manic mind - in short, he couldn't sleep at all.

So, he put on his clothes and walked out to the open grass outside the tent to get some fresh air.

Then, not far away, Wang Qiu found Director Ma, who was also squatting in the grass, and the cigarette that emitted a faint red light in his mouth.

With the flickering light of the bonfire, you can vaguely see Director Ma with a melancholy look, quietly looking at the bright starry sky.

Wang Qiu thought about it, but decided to walk over and say hello to Director Ma. But before he could speak, Director Ma had already opened the conversation box first.

“…… Oh, is it Comrade Xiao Wang? How about a sitting and a cigarette? I have here a pack of freshly opened soft Chinese. ”

“…… Ah no, xiexie, I don't smoke. ”

Wang Qiu politely refused, and at the same time approached the situation, "...... Why, you can't sleep, leader? Could it be something on the mind? ”

“…… Alas! It's not because of you young people who don't know the height of the sky! ”

Director Ma sighed and said in a low voice, his eyes full of helplessness, "...... Don't you know how bad the situation is in the midst of the current international competition that our country is facing? With the development of industry, the accumulated resources in the country are becoming more and more insufficient. Oil, iron ore, non-ferrous metals, and many, many other things need to be collected from all over Shijie. However, the Americans are besieging us in every corner of the whole country, and wherever our country wants to build oil wells and mine mines, it will inexplicably fall into war; If you want to buy any ore, the price of this ore will rise sharply. And the interdimensional space-time trade that you are currently engaged in is a wonderful breakthrough to open up this dilemma! ”

Speaking of this, he couldn't help but start complaining repeatedly, "...... But what about you, just now in the meeting room, you simply regarded yourself as a saint, and from a moral standpoint, you vigorously said that mine is not ...... Yes, it's cold to sow plague on another time and space to engage in germ warfare, but why am I doing this? Am I some kind of perverted murderer, or a madman who is happy to destroy Shijie?! Ahem, in the final analysis, all this is not so that our country can firmly grasp a rich resource production area at the fastest speed and lowest cost, and be able to get as many minerals and raw materials as possible before the wormhole closes! ”

“…… This one...... I don't think you don't know the importance of this cause, and it's not that you don't have the desire to love and serve the motherland, but I'm afraid we will all feel a little unacceptable to some of your practices. ”

Wang Qiu lowered his head and considered the sentence, but Zuihou still decided to tell the truth, "...... After all, let's wipe out millions, if not tens of millions, of innocent people with the plague at once, without even a single charge...... This really doesn't seem like something that ordinary people can do! ”

After saying this, a deep silence fell between the two. A chilly wind howled across the wilderness, rattling the tents and flags, and making the campfires burn even harder. Owls flapping their wings overhead, and muffled murmurs could be heard coming from some of the tents...... But the unbearable silence persists. It wasn't until Zuihou that Director Ma pulled the cigarette out of his mouth and scratched his head with a wry smile.

“…… Hehe, it seems that they really think of me as a big devil! That's a ...... How to explain it? ”

――I don't know why, in Wang Qiu's ears at this time, Director Ma's voice turned out to be a little ethereal:

“…… Comrade Xiao Wang, would you like to hear me tell a story? How does a traveler know his own story......"

PS: Today's third update is over! Celebrate with flowers!