Hunter × Hunter: The Seven Deadly Sins

After the two cleaners finished cleaning, they directly threw the broom and other cleaning tools into the warehouse, and continued to use them to clean other rooms and corridors of the hotel the next day.

And the sick guest, after returning to the room, felt his stomach was empty, so he called the guest room and ordered a steak and fruit platter.

The waiters who came to deliver the food came into contact with the sick patients, and then the waiters came into contact with the chefs, and then delivered the meals to contact with other hotel guests.

The guests who come and go in the hotel stay here for one night, and then set foot on the car or flying boat to other cities and countries the next day.

While in the car, they chat with the driver.

During the flying boat, they chatted, joked and even went one step further with strangers in the bar.

Back home, they ate with their families and shared cutlery.

And their family members go to school, work, company, community, go to the hospital to see a doctor when they get sick, and have contact with hospital doctors and nurses.

The incubation period of the bacteria ranged from one day at the very beginning, to four or five days after the gene mutation, and now the longest ten days.

An invisible and deadly cunning demon is covering the corners of his mouth with his hands, lurking into every country and region in the world.

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On the southwest coast of Pegrosse, a container ship slowly approached the uninhabited coast.

In the prison, under the supervision of the guards, the prisoners in area C lined up to pass through a disinfection door and then enter the iron door at the back.

Reis and Geller were lined up one after the other, and they were one of them.

"What are they going to do?"

Reis looked at the iron gate in front of him. After entering the iron gate, the prisoners remained silent and did not come out, not knowing what was inside.

"Maybe they're trying to let us go."

The corner of Geller's mouth twitched. The new warden said at the beginning that they would stay here for a while and then let them go.

That day could be now.

"It's my turn, see you behind the door."

After a long time, it was finally Lace's turn. He turned his head and gave Geller a high-five. After the guards disinfected him, he stepped into the iron gate.

"Aw~!"

As soon as he stepped into the iron gate, a man in a white uniform stabbed him in the neck with a syringe, causing Les to scream in pain.

"Hey buddy, what did you inject in my neck?"

Leisi looked at the syringe in the hands of the white uniformed officer, feeling terrified. The syringe was as thick as a nail.

"Don't worry, it's an injectable micro-tracker."

Suddenly, a hand was on his shoulder, and Geller's voice sounded from his ear.

"Injectable micro-tracker?"

Reis looked puzzled, he had never heard of such a thing, Geller looked at his puzzled expression and smiled.

"No matter where you are, no matter where you are in the world, they can easily find you."

"You still tell me not to worry?"

"Is there such a thing in this prison?"

Reis wondered, could it be that the outside world has become like this after he has been in prison for several years?

"Also, why didn't they inject you?"

Geller shrugged, smiled, and said.

"Maybe they need you to do something."

"Besides, do you think this kind of thing exists casually?"

"Before I entered this prison, countries were still in the conceptual state of this injectable micro-tracker. According to my previous speculation, this technology will not be born for at least 30 years."

"The tiny tracker injected into your body now costs at least tens of billions of gold, which is not something ordinary people can afford."

"At least in my opinion, it is absolutely impossible for Hannibal Bane to master this technique."

"The identity of our new warden is unfathomable."

Geller patted the dazed Lace with a sinister face, and said with a sinister smile.

"It seems that you are the guest of honor of the new warden."

"Damn VIP, labor and capital should not be such VIPs!"

Reis cursed angrily as if venting, but still followed the guards to the deck of the container ship and saw Illumi.

"Reis, I have something for you to do."

With a rare smile on his face, Illumi smiled at Lace who had just come out of prison.

"Slow down, you still put away your smile, it's a little scary."

Unexpectedly, when the burly Lace looked at the smiling Illumi, he was so frightened that his skin got goosebumps.

He was no stranger to Yilumi, and during the two months that Yilumi had been drifting on the boat, he would meet them every day, exerting his ability to affect their emotions and psychology.

At first, the prisoners held a hostile attitude towards Illumi.

But slowly, for some unknown reason, all of them could not afford to be hostile to Illumi, and even had good feelings for them, until they finally became like Lace.

The smile on Yilu Mi's face slowly disappeared, his expression returned to normal, his eyes narrowed slightly, and said.

"I want you to return to the Domingo region of the Aztec Republic and continue to run your drug cartel."

"In addition, I will send two of my subordinates to protect your safety and remove your obstacles for you by the way."

While Illumi was speaking, Leisi was still turning his head and looking around, and replied.

"It's impossible to help me for no reason, just say what you have."

Although Leisi has an inexplicable awe and affection for Illumi, interests still occupy an extremely important position in his heart.

"I want you to find a way to contact General Ilia of the Domingo Military District after you return to Domingo."

"what!?"

"No, no, you are asking me to die."

Reis immediately shook his head like a rattle. General Ilia of the Domingo Military Region is a well-known warlord in the Aztec Republic.

No matter how powerful his drug cartel is, it can't compare with warlords. Isn't this a gift?

"After you contact General Ilya, you will become our representative and conduct an arms deal with him."

"I believe that General Ilya will not do unfriendly things to you for the sake of money."

Regardless of Lace's attitude, Illumi turned around and left, talking as he walked.

"By the way, your bodyguards are not good people. Be careful to treat them better."

"Don't get killed."

Reis stood where he was, looking at Illumi's figure fading away, the wind was messy.

"Fatty, it's time to go."

Suddenly, an unruly voice rang in his ears.

Leisi turned his head and saw a man with a ponytail in a black windbreaker standing beside him, with an unruly smile on his face and bloodthirsty madness in his scarlet pupils.

"The private flying boat is ready, let's go."

Caesar also stood up from his side, also wearing a black windbreaker, with the chic demeanor of a mature man in every gesture.

I saw that a private flying boat with the sign of "Execution Ground" had already parked on the deck, waiting for them to board.

Helpless, under the invisible coercion of the two, Reis boarded the private flying boat of the [Execution Ground] prison and flew to the Aztec Republic.

In fact, Reis is just one of the many chess pieces of Illumi.

It should be said that the more than 500 prisoners in this prison are all his pawns, pawns that secretly erode the dark world.

On Illumi's side, after arranging all the matters, they handed over all of them to Last.

Last is also relatively free. These days, she drinks in the company's headquarters office every day, and she almost drank all the wine in Kim Bradley's collection by herself.

And he himself returned to the company.

"How many -a can our production line produce in a day?"

Illumi asked Kim Bradley.

"Our current production line can produce about 10,000 pieces a day, and people in Pegrosse have already placed orders from us one after another."

Kim Bradley replied, but he frowned and continued.

"Recently, a new type of superbug virus has emerged around the world."

"Ok!?"

Yilumi frowned slightly, he didn't pay attention to the news recently, except for cultivation, which is about building bases and recruiting more talents in the future.

Recently, Kipsile has recruited a lot of weapons research talents through his reputation, coupled with the large amount of funds given by Illumi.

A group of people, like chicken blood, do research on Aimed's Psychic Armor every day without eating or drinking, and one stop lasts for ten or twenty hours.

I don't know how they survived with their weak bodies.

"Is it serious?" Illumi asked.

"The scale of this superbug has not expanded for the time being, and it is still within the controllable range."

"However, the government has not responded much, and there are no corresponding measures."

Kim Bradley's answer made Illumi frowned, and his heart tightened subconsciously after experiencing various similar situations in his previous life.

"No matter what the government does, our company must take preventive measures, inspection systems, and disinfection, and none of them should be missing."

Kim Bradley nodded, and Illumi continued.

"In addition, if an infected person is found, send him to the new antibiotic laboratory and hand it over to Dr. Helen."

"Let's see if she will make any new discoveries on this bacterium, and whether the new antibiotics can deal with this virus."

"I see."

Kim Bradley replied that although the governments of those big countries did not raise their vigilance, they must remain highly vigilant against this new type of bacteria.

What Yilumi thought was that everything about this newly emerged superbug was unknown.

They don't know anything about the infection mechanism, infectivity, and fatality rate without tests and experiments. In the end, they often bring about a pandemic infection.

By the time people reacted, it was too late to regret, and countless casualties were lost.

Moreover, in this era, the increase in drug-resistant bacteria has led to an increase in the number of infections every year, coupled with this new type of unknown superbug.

I am afraid that the world will usher in a wave of cleansing, a cleansing of viruses targeting humans.