In situations of resource scarcity, the selfishness inherent in human nature will be amplified infinitely, and Minhong's whistleblowing system will experience an unprecedented explosion of information. Whether for punishing evil and promoting good, or for retaliating against criminal forces, almost everyone's sense of justice will disappear. Minhong already has more than 20,000 whistleblower information processing personnel, and this number is increasing rapidly.
The "antiviral powder" that can prevent almost all types of influenza and some other bacterial and viral infections will only be available to members of the Minhong organization. Non-members will only be able to enjoy temporary supplies of special delay drugs and expensive special drugs. When an economic epidemic occurs, the principle of prioritizing members will play its greatest role, and those non-members are destined to die in one incident after another due to lack of timely treatment.
However, this situation was unsolvable, and Gu Zhuofei was well aware of this.
The raw materials and production capacity of "Anti-toxic Powder" are limited, and it is impossible to meet the quota of one dose per member per month. Only by relying on an advanced information processing system for comprehensive allocation can we barely prevent accidents from happening to the current members.
Catering to non-members? That's just a slogan and wishful thinking; it's not something Lin Yao and Min Hong can handle right now.
Gu Zhuofei even meticulously analyzed the work efficiency and material circulation of each department and organization of Minhong. Using her unique analytical methods, she came to the conclusion that even if Minhong exerted all its energy and made all links operate perfectly, it could only cope with the safety of 500 million people. "Anti-toxic granules" are not so easy to manufacture.
Even if production capacity is increased again in the future, doubling it would only be enough to serve one billion people. Given the current population of 1.5 billion in China, nearly one-third of the population would inevitably lose their life security!
When Gu Zhuofei calculated this harsh and unforgiving data, she nearly fainted, but she had no choice but to accept this cruel reality, and she gained a deeper understanding of Lin Yao's ruthlessness and helplessness.
Who knows what outrageous things Jiang Liu, who supposedly possesses a "magical artifact," might do next? Who knows if the "anti-toxic granules" will be able to successfully prevent a sudden outbreak of a new plague? And who knows if Lin Yao will be able to quickly find a targeted Western medicine?
If any one of these factors changes, astronomical numbers of deaths will descend upon this land. It will no longer be the kind of fictional situation depicted in movies and TV dramas, but a real event happening around us. Two plagues that have yet to be resolved have already proven that this situation is real.
Thinking of this, Gu Zhuofei's face drained of color, and she looked deathly pale. Her expectations for Lin Yao deepened, because the iron box she had just glimpsed contained the key medicine to cure this deadly plague. The small iron box of medicine was related to the lives of twelve million people. It had to be said that the young man who had made things difficult for her yesterday was the savior of this world.
Gu Zhuofei had not seen that kind of drug, or rather, drug additive, but since she had been entrusted with important responsibilities as soon as she joined Minhong Pharmaceutical, and was in charge of organizing and coordinating the production and operation during this epidemic, she was very clear about the effects of the drug that was about to be sent to Minhong's headquarters in Chengdu. She was even in charge of contacting the military to coordinate the escort personnel for military aircraft to transport Minhong.
"Thank God! I hope the medicine Lin Yao developed will be miraculously effective, and that this box of medicine can be safely delivered to Chengdu, so that the plague won't be too severe!"
As Gu Zhuofei went downstairs, she prayed silently. Although she did not believe in God, she called on God for protection in her heart. However, the gestures she made were the Christian cross prayer method of up, down, left, and right. It was quite incongruous, but it expressed her piety from the bottom of her soul.
"Compared to hundreds of millions of compatriots, the Gu family is indeed insignificant. It's laughable that we even want a share of the pie; it's utterly inhumane!"
After finishing her prayers, Gu Zhuofei quickly descended the stairs while holding onto the handrail, reflecting on her past behavior. A look of disdain appeared on her face, a look of contempt for herself and the Gu family.
From Gu Li, she vaguely heard some information that the abandoned "big iron disc" originally stored in the Gu family's storage room might be the lid of a "big cauldron," and this "big cauldron" was of great significance to Lin Yao, even directly affecting Lin Yao's alchemy results.
Such an important thing, let alone refusing conditions that violate the principles of the people, Gu Zhuofei was confident that she could do it even by force. The fact that Lin Yao only coldly refused the conditions without taking action was already a great mercy out of consideration for Xiao Guli. The Gu family had escaped a catastrophic disaster.
Based on my understanding of Lin Yao and the Yi family's strength over the past few days, combined with Gu Li's amazing skills, wiping out the Gu family would be too easy. Moreover, even the government wouldn't bother Lin Yao at this time, especially since there's the excuse of obstructing the treatment of the plague.
Gu Zhuofei felt incredibly lucky, her back covered in cold sweat. Even in the sweltering air, she felt a chilling, tingling sensation that took her a while to recover. But the thought of hundreds of millions of her compatriots dying from the plague made her feel as if she had fallen into an ice cave. The oppression of keeping this secret made her feel a tightness in her chest, and even breathing became difficult.
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In Lin Yao's room, the afterglow of dusk cast a hazy glow over the room.
Without turning on the lights, Lin Yao sat upright on the bed, ending his brief meditation and breathing exercise.
"Yaoyao, let me tell you about the current situation."
Xiao Cao's voice rang out, calm and unhurried as ever, "The United States has suffered the most serious terrorist attack in history. Yesterday, November 28, Wall Street in Manhattan, New York, JFK International Airport, Times Square, the headquarters of the Washington Post, Silicon Valley in San Francisco, and Harvard University were all attacked simultaneously by plainclothes special forces from enemy countries. The casualties exceeded 36,000, and the exact number is still being tallied. The impact on the United States' political economy and technology is extremely severe, and it will inevitably affect the world economy as well."
Ah~~~
Lin Yao was speechless and could only express his shock by exclaiming. At the same time, the Grand Elder, Yi Zuojun, Dika and Gu Zhuofei remained as calm as ever. Putting aside others, Gu Zhuofei, who had collected this information, must have been aware of the news. How could she still show such indifference?
What Lin Yao didn't know was that with the threat of a severe domestic epidemic, plus the safety of Xiao Guli, herself and her husband, and the Gu family, these events abroad were all trivial to Gu Zhuofei. She probably wouldn't even show much surprise in front of Lin Yao if the entire United States were wiped out.
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"Britain and France also had problems. Because they always follow the US in some international affairs, they also suffered terrorist attacks this time. The death toll was not as high as that of the United States, but they still lost 5,032 and 1,897 people respectively."
Xiaocao's tone was completely devoid of regret and anger, as bland as plain water. She clearly did not regard these foreigners as her compatriots, even though she considered herself a "human being."
"By the way, Yaoyao, I heard that London in England and Ajaccio in France have seen a large number of new flu patients, which has caused panic in Europe. Governments around the world are putting pressure on our country, demanding that we give London and Ajaccio priority in providing sufficient quantities of relief drugs and future effective drugs. We're ignoring them."
Xiaocao's last sentence was very firm: "The situation in Britain and France is different now. Britain is now requesting 65 million doses of sustained-release drugs and future effective drugs, while France is only requesting 140,000 doses. The difference is too great."
"Why is that?" Lin Yao played the role of the straight man well, asking a question at the right time to match Xiao Cao's words.
"Haha, that's hilarious!" Xiaocao laughed to herself first before continuing to explain, "Both flights encountered sudden weather changes after arriving at their destinations. London, England, experienced the worst fog in over fifty years, reportedly comparable to the fog of December 5, 1952, which has persisted until now. All flights were canceled, and transportation was disrupted, which prevented the plague from immediately spreading on a large scale. However, many people were still infected, and some of the first infected individuals have already died. The whole of Britain has fallen into panic and declared a state of emergency."
"After the flight from France arrived, it encountered a severe storm at sea, which delayed large domestic tour groups in Ajaccio. The storm also restricted transportation, preventing the spread of the epidemic. However, Ajaccio only has a population of 50,000 to 60,000. The French army was able to contain it by surrounding it. The only concern is the possibility of infections from other European countries."
"Now the whole of Europe has restricted entry for British people, which annoys the UK, but it probably doesn't make much of a difference. Their transportation system is so developed that infected Londoners have already driven away and spread the virus."
Xiao Cao seemed to be recounting anecdotes, wasting the time that should have been spent listening to Lin Yao's valuable information. She was instead spending it all on "interesting tidbits" she had collected online. But Lin Yao knew that the key figures in these "interesting tidbits," such as the number of medicines the British and French governments had requested from my country, were definitely things Xiao Cao had overheard in places like Zhongnanhai. It was a waste of her talent not to be a spy.
What about the situation in China?
Lin Yao interrupted Xiao Cao and asked the question he most wanted to know.
Large quantities of medicinal herbs are being continuously transported to Beijing. Among them, more than ten train cars filled with medicinal herbs stored by Minhong have already arrived in Beijing. Now, not only is the basement full of medicinal herbs, but the medicinal herbs in the backyard of the entire "urban forest" are also piled up like mountains, covered with a huge waterproof tarpaulin. The highest point is more than five meters high, almost reaching the height of the third floor.
Meanwhile, trucks loaded with even more medicinal herbs continued to arrive, keeping Yi Zuojun extremely busy with arranging storage and ensuring convenient retrieval according to the prescription ratios. He directed over a hundred members of the Yi family to scurry about throughout the villa area.
"Domestic..."