The network mentioned by His Excellency the Admiral just now will naturally not be in the game, but only in reality.

So here's what he finds odd: why would players be punished in the game for making inappropriate statements on the internet in real life?

His doubts are also about the sea view.

He was extremely happy to be admitted to the Commander School with Black Gold, and to be personally taught by His Excellency the Admiral, and to explain all the interstellar tactical battles that they had never heard of.

Even so, his habit of watching the news on the Internet every day and commenting on current affairs has not been affected.

It's just that I didn't expect that when I went online again today, I was rudely arrested, and after a simple trial, I was charged with an inexplicable crime, and I was dumped on a planet like garbage, becoming one of the countless criminals.

He originally thought that this might be because he randomly triggered a certain plot, and he was watching the progress with excitement and anticipation, but he didn't expect the development of the situation to become more and more excessive.

All his assets in the game were confiscated, not to mention, even the communicator was turned off.

He couldn't even reach his friend Heijin and ask him about it.

And what is worse than this is that he was mercilessly persecuted from body to soul, and the degree of pain was far from the sacrifice in Star Wars.

Now that I think about it, the pain at that time was probably partially shielded, and it was far from being as real and complete as it is now.

As for why he ended up like this, he thought twice and came up with the most likely answer.

This should be the official game and don't want to let people like themselves earn money here anymore, so they deliberately take the means.

The world is bustling, all for profit, the world is bustling, all for profit.

People must run games to make money, and it is definitely not okay to always send money to buy and sell at a loss.

When he had a headache that was about to explode and was lying on the ground and couldn't move, Guanhailou thought that he could go offline.

There is no place to stay here, there is a place to stay here. Since I'm not welcome in this game, I won't play it yet!

Although he was moved by the considerable gains and quit his job, he also learned a lot of skills in it.

With them, it is not difficult to find a better job than before.

Guanhailou thought so, and quickly went offline.

The process of exiting the game was smooth and did not encounter any obstacles.

Back in reality, the pain in my body stopped immediately, and only my head was still buzzing and aching, as if I had worked a whole night, and I was too tired to do it.

He simply lay down and wanted to sleep.

But as soon as he closed his eyes, he reappeared in the same place where he had gone offline.

Familiar plants, familiar equipment, familiar overseers and the smell of whips.

The Atonement Corps. He lay on the ground, savoring the growing pain in his body, feeling strange and helpless in his heart.

This is probably the legendary day thinking, night dreaming, right?

Only this time, he could no longer find a way to escape the dream, and could only be driven and enslaved until he woke up.

At this time, Guanhailou still didn't realize that all this in front of him was just the beginning.

This nightmare will stay with him for a long time to come.

Before going to bed, Tao Le had already arranged for the staff of Miao Hotel to invite the Tibetan compatriots who were still waiting outside the hospital to the hotel for dinner and rest for the night.

As soon as he got to work the next day, Tao Le heard bad news from Dave.

At about three o'clock in the morning, the bacteriophage from Hawk's laboratory arrived, and it was used by Wen Hao as soon as possible.

Unfortunately, instead of improving, his body became weaker - apparently due to the failure of bacteriophage treatment.

"Have you redone the bacterial culture?" Tao Le asked.

"I've just done it, but it doesn't seem to have come out yet." Dave said.

Tao Le frowned and dialed the number of the laboratory department.

The person who answered the phone was the attending doctor, Huang Tong. She has also just taught herself acupuncture to control pulse and stop bleeding, and she respects Tao Le very much:

"Mr. Tao, Wen Hao's test results are already available, and we haven't had time to send them to the ICU yet."

"If the phage doesn't work, it means that the strain has mutated, right?" Tao Le asked.

"You're absolutely right." Huang Tong's voice was anxious and fast: "If the previous one belonged to a superbug, then after the mutation, it can already be called an invincible bacteria."

She felt sorry for this patient. In the past, no one who was infected with a similar mutant strain survived, and it is unlikely that there will be any miracle if you want to come to this one.

Hearing that the result was exactly what she had guessed, Tao Le nodded and said, "Thank you." In fact, this bacterium is not necessarily invincible. ”

After saying this, she hung up the phone, leaving Huang Tong there with a puzzled expression.

Teacher Tao said this, is it possible that there is a way to deal with this mutant strain?

Her old man's acupuncture is so powerful, maybe

Hey, I shouldn't be confused, how can acupuncture be antibacterial?

While thinking, she quickly uploaded the test results to the system and notified the ICU.

"Let's go, let's go up again." Tao Le said.

"Master." Dave hesitated, "I understand your enthusiasm and kindness. But judging by the attitude of your family members towards you yesterday, they may not accept the treatment you suggest, and you don't need to put a hot face on their cold butt. ”

In fact, in his heart, there was another relatively dark reason that he didn't say.

Even the phages are ineffective, the superbugs have mutated again, and the death of the patient should only be a matter of time.

Although Master said yesterday that there is another new medicine, there has been no test at all on how effective it is.

Her old man had already suffered cyberbullying because of rumors, and if there was an accident at this juncture, the matter would have become much more serious.

When the time comes, even if all kinds of evidence prepared in advance are thrown, it will not be able to clear the fault of abusing drugs to kill people.

What's more, the other party's family members are not good at stubble, so there is no need to provoke these people.

Medicine does not kill the disease. Wen Hao, who was lying in the ICU, was already dying, so why should he let the master get into trouble?

Although he is a foreigner, he has been in China for a long time, and he has become more and more transparent about these people.

"One time, another." Tao Le said simply, then took out his mobile phone and dialed Ximu's number.

"Can the new drug you talked about yesterday deal with the mutant strain of Acinetobacter baumannii?" She asked.

"Of course, it has to be." Simu assured.

"If I need it now, how long will it take?"

"The medicine has been delivered to the ICU of your hospital." Ximu smiled: "I'll do something, don't worry." ”

Tao Le walked into the elevator first, and Dave followed, propping open the elevator door with his hand.

"Master." His eyes were full of disapproval: "Have you really figured it out?" ”

"What do you need to think?" Tao Le asked suspiciously, "Is that what you just said?" ”

"I'm treating the patient, not his family. Do you not do your best to treat patients because of the doubts and mistrust of your family? ”