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"Okay! I need a large number of targeted drugs and antigens now. If we temporarily stop non-essential work at the base and focus on producing these two drugs, how long will it take to produce them?" Dongfang Chen asked.

"If there are enough crystal cores, we can produce about a thousand units per day," Xiao Lin replied.

"Good, I understand. Order the Queen Bee to start production first, and I will bring back another batch of crystal cores later," Dongfang Chen ordered.

"Yes, Commander!"

Dongfang Chen hung up the phone and walked back.

"How is it?" Yan Fangfang asked anxiously.

"It can be treated!" Dongfang Chen said.

"Really? That's great!" Yan Fangfang was overjoyed.

"Don't be happy too soon. Let me ask you, how many people need treatment?" Dongfang Chen asked.

If there were too many people, some who were turning into zombies faster might not be able to wait for the medicine to be produced before they completely zombified.

"According to the data collected at dawn, there are a total of 1232 people," Yan Fangfang said.

"More than a thousand people, that's okay, it should be in time."

Dongfang Chen roughly calculated that more than a thousand units of medicine and antigen each, adding up to nearly three thousand units. It would take nearly 3 days to produce them all.

"Really? That's great!" Yan Fangfang couldn't care less about her image and was about to give him a big hug.

"Stop!" Dongfang Chen quickly stopped her, not wanting to be taken advantage of for nothing.

Yan Fangfang reacted, embarrassed, and quickly apologized.

"Let's go, take me to see that Holy Envoy first," Dongfang Chen said.

"Okay!" Yan Fangfang quickly stepped forward to lead the way.

… …

The Holy Envoy, missing his limbs, was already unconscious and thrown on the floor.

"Wake him up!" Yan Fangfang ordered.

"Yes!" A soldier on duty hurriedly took a bucket of cold water and splashed it directly on him.

"Ah! Let me go! Let me go! You ignorant people, do you know the consequences of offending the Crimson Church?" The Holy Envoy, awakened by the water, shouted and began to curse.

"Drag him up and let him sit against the wall," Dongfang Chen said.

The soldier glanced at Yan Fangfang, asking for her opinion.

"Carry out the order!" Yan Fangfang ordered.

"Yes!"

Two soldiers stepped forward, one on the left and one on the right, and helped him sit up against the wall.

Having changed to a comfortable posture, the Holy Envoy took a deep breath.

"Hahahaha~, how is it? Are you afraid? If you know what's good for you, quickly release me. Otherwise, disaster will befall you!" The Holy Envoy continued to threaten.

Dongfang Chen ignored him and walked to the stool to sit down.

"What's your name?" Dongfang Chen asked casually.

"Name? I don't have a name. Everyone calls me Holy Envoy, you can call me that too," the Holy Envoy said mockingly.

"Stubborn. Are you still hoping someone will come to save you?" Dongfang Chen said.

"Hahahaha~, guess!" The Holy Envoy glared at him and said.

"I think your subordinates are more enlightened than you. They took the initiative to confess everything they knew without suffering at all," Dongfang Chen said.

"Hmph! Cowardly things who are afraid of death!" The Holy Envoy cursed.

"So they lived, but you, won't!" Dongfang Chen pointed out.

"Hahahaha~, trying to trick me? Let me tell you, it's useless!" The Holy Envoy didn't fall for it.

"Whether you believe it or not, I don't care at all. But I believe that after he goes back, he will soon be able to take your place," Dongfang Chen continued to say as if stating a fact.

"Him? You're thinking too much! Just an enforcer, still dreaming of taking the position of Holy Envoy? Ridiculous!" The Holy Envoy said disdainfully.

"Could it be that the Holy Envoy is not chosen from the people below?" he thought.

Dongfang Chen could tell from the Holy Envoy's eyes that perhaps the position of Holy Envoy was really not selected from the people below.

"That's not necessarily true. What if he can bring back the medicine to treat you?" Dongfang Chen continued to say calmly, but the real purpose was to probe.

"Hmph! That's still impossible!" The Holy Envoy was still disdainful.

It seemed that the Holy Envoy was really not selected.

"I'm very curious, what kind of bewitching soup did the Crimson Church pour into you that makes you so loyal?" Dongfang Chen changed his line of questioning.

"Hmph! You can't explain ice to a summer insect!" The Holy Envoy despised.

"Alas! I originally wanted to give you a chance, but it's a pity that you don't appreciate it at all. In that case, then I can only say sorry!" Dongfang Chen sighed and stood up, then took out a syringe from his pocket.

"What is that?" The Holy Envoy was a little nervous.

"Don't be nervous, this is a good thing. With just one injection, it can make you feel like you're floating in paradise, as if you're in a fairyland," Dongfang Chen said, holding the syringe in his left hand, describing the refreshing scene with fascination.

The unknown is the most terrifying. Although Dongfang Chen was smiling, this complacent expression was extremely terrifying in the eyes of the Holy Envoy.

He felt that the person standing opposite him was a cold-blooded butcher, and he was the lamb to be slaughtered.

"No, no!" The Holy Envoy shook his head vigorously and shouted.

"That's not good. I really appreciate your loyalty and integrity, you can't let me down!" Dongfang Chen smiled shamelessly.

"No! No! I'll talk! I'll talk!" The Holy Envoy still shook his head, changing his words in a panic.

"Tsk tsk tsk. It seems that you are just cheap, you don't appreciate kind words, you have to suffer before you cooperate. Tell me, are you cheap?" Dongfang Chen despised.

This was attacking his inner defense line.

"You!" The Holy Envoy was a little angry.

"Hmm?" Dongfang Chen glared.

"Ah! Yes, yes, yes! I'm cheap, I'm just cheap!" The Holy Envoy nodded hurriedly in agreement.

Dongfang Chen and Yan Fangfang exchanged a glance, revealing an expression of 'that's all there is to it'.

"So that's it! Alas! I'm just too soft-hearted, I can't bear to see other people looking pitiful. Then I'll give you one more chance to speak, but you only have this one chance. If you don't cooperate well, then I can only use my own methods," Dongfang Chen pretended to be soft-hearted.

But anyone could tell that this appearance was deliberately acted out.

"I'll cooperate! I'll cooperate!" The Holy Envoy stared with wide eyes, nodding frequently, with a look of tail-wagging pleading.