"We'll find it. Besides, we still have an antibody. If worse comes to worst, we can give Auntie an injection if things go south."
Xu An looked at Zhou Haimei.
"You... this antibody is that important?"
"Nothing is more important than life. Didn't that man say the antibody would be effective as long as it was within 24 hours of mutation?"
Xu An said softly, "I thought you would say we could use this antibody as a ticket out."
She wasn't lying. Xu An really thought that way.
She imagined that man's original intention was also to use this antibody to exchange a ticket out for his daughter.
It was just that for some unknown reason, the father and daughter were separated, and the man ended up here alone, encountering Xu An.
Otherwise, the most foolproof method would have been to inject his daughter directly with the antibody.
Compared to bypassing everyone and carefully guarding against them, finding her mother and then directly using this vaccine to trade for their escape would have been the most reliable plan.
But now, Zhou Haimei said it was fine with a casual air.
Worst case, they could just use the vaccine.
She had believed that in this life, besides her mother, she wouldn't trust anyone else.
She hadn't expected someone else would enter her heart.
Xu An squeezed Zhou Haimei's hand, "Mei-jie, thank you."
Zhou Haimei smiled brilliantly, "Oh, what thanks? We're sisters."
After this minor disturbance passed, the two regrouped and continued to walk towards the convenience store ahead. Reading Loud.
Along the way, Xu An checked the convenience store. The basic instant foods and water were mostly gone.
She had originally intended to scavenge a bit, but found that there was nothing left on the shelves.
So, she secretly put all the large, hard-to-carry items into her space when Zhou Haimei wasn't paying attention.
With the thought of stocking up as much as possible, Xu An's supplies in her space had increased rather than decreased over the years.
"It seems many people understand this is a tough battle and have started hoarding food."
Xu An nodded in agreement.
"It's just that I don't know what they'll do. If the people outside don't let the people inside out, it will inevitably lead to conflict between the two sides. At that time, the official military suppression will definitely spread here. People, while panicking, will desperately want to break out. But once the defense line is breached."
Xu An didn't finish her sentence.
Because they both knew.
What followed wouldn't have a good outcome.
If the official army broke through the official boundary, those who escaped from District B would spread this news throughout the entire Lighthouse at the fastest possible speed.
When human order loses its equilibrium and balance.
Then chaos would erupt, and everyone would fear for their own lives.
There were tens of thousands, even millions, of humans on the Lighthouse.
But the military occupied only a fraction of the population.
Even if they tried their best to kill, could they really eliminate all these millions of people?
And once the Lighthouse lost its backbone, it would inevitably face death.
Xu An guessed that this was probably why the Lighthouse hadn't opened the protective shield and deployed poison gas yet.
Because the military was also weighing the pros and cons.
"Leave a bit of room for maneuver, and you might meet again."
Don't be too absolute about anything, perhaps there's still a chance for a turnaround.
But Xu An didn't think so.
She said to Zhou Haimei, "If you're going to do it, do it thoroughly. Otherwise, don't do it at all. The reason the people in charge are afraid now is simply because they fear responsibility. This isn't about a few stray cats and dogs."
"There are tens of thousands of people in the entire N District. Whoever gives the order will bear the sin. Even without considering the backlash this outcome might bring to the Lighthouse, just on the matter of conscience."
"Among those old foxes in the Lighthouse, who would be willing to bear the burden of these lives?"
"They're probably all plotting against each other."
Zhou Haimei deeply agreed.
"I just don't know which of the old foxes they're fooling to take the blame."
At this moment, Qin Chuan, who was being fooled, looked at the document in his hand.
He looked at everyone present with an indescribable expression.
On the paper, written in black and white, was the responsible party for the "great cleanup" of District B.
"You want me to sign this?"
Several of them looked eagerly, like strange uncles trying to trick a child, only missing the lollipop lure.
Of course, some, despite this, still tried to feign a look of disdain.
"Just sign if you're told to. What's with all the nonsense?"
Qin Chuan was almost infuriated by the shamelessness of these people.
"Is this your grandfather's idea?"
A middle-aged man with a gentle expression stepped forward, "Xiao Chuan, we are all loyal to the Old Master. Can we still lie to you? There are things the Old Master didn't say, but we all understand. This is also to add to your merits."
Qin Chuan was so angry he laughed.
"If you want this merit, will you take it?"
Although his grandfather usually didn't get along with him and sometimes seemed to deliberately make things difficult, Qin Chuan still had his wits about him.
He knew his grandfather wouldn't scheme against him in such matters.
This letter of responsibility was, in essence, a pillar of shame.
This wasn't simply about "merit" or signing a name.
Behind this piece of paper lay the lives of tens of thousands.
Yet, these people in front of him were trying to trick him into signing like fools.
They were afraid of those millions of lives, afraid of committing murder.
So they wanted to drag him down with them?
Qin Chuan really wanted to applaud their shamelessness.
"Are you really treating me like a three-year-old child?" Qin Chuan's face seemed unable to maintain composure.
His anger erupted, and he looked at everything before him with cold eyes.
"I can call everyone present here Uncle or Grandpa. I grew up watching you, but I'm not some idiot you can manipulate at will!"
"My grandfather told me to sign? Fine, I'll call my grandfather right now and ask if he authorized you to force me to sign!"
The few people who were flaunting their authority panicked immediately upon hearing Qin Chuan's words.
They had thought it through well. Qin Chuan was always the type of child who wouldn't report them.
They had simplified the matter. Get Qin Chuan to sign first, and then claim it was Old Master Qin's idea.
Whether it was true or not, once the signature was obtained, who would care?
This way, not only would they shift the blame, but Old Master Qin could also be implicated, weakening his influence.
Their plan was well thought out, but they shouldn't have made it.
The one thing they miscalculated was that no matter how rebellious Qin Chuan was, or how much he wanted to defy Old Master Qin, they were still blood relatives.
Qin Chuan wasn't an idiot, and Old Master Qin wouldn't push his own grandson into a fire pit!