Hunter × Hunter: The Seven Deadly Sins

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

The sick guest, when he returned to his room, felt an empty stomach, so he called the guest room and ordered a steak and fruit platter.

The waiter who came to deliver the meal came into contact with the sick patient, and then the waiter came into contact with the chef, and then delivered the meal 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 flight boat to other cities and countries the next day.

While in the car, they chatted with the driver.

On the airship, they chatted, joked, and even went further in the bar with strangers.

Back at home, they eat with their families and share utensils.

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

The incubation period of bacteria is from the first day to four or five days after the gene mutation, and now the longest ten days.

An invisible and mortally dangerous cunning demon is hiding his wild laughter with his hands and sneaking into every country and region in the world.

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Pegrosse, on the southwest coast, a container ship is slowly approaching the uninhabited coast.

Inside 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 behind.

Reese and Geller were one of them, lined up one behind the other.

"What are they going to do?"

Reis looked at the iron gate in front of him. After entering the iron gate, the prisoners stopped moving and did not come out. They didn't know what was inside.

"Maybe they wanted to let us go."

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

That day could be now.

"I'm here, see you behind the door."

After a long time, it was finally Reis' turn. He turned his head and gave Geller a slap. After the guards disinfected him, he stepped into the iron gate.

"Ow~!"

As soon as he entered the iron gate, a man in a white uniform held a syringe and stabbed his neck, causing Reis to scream in pain.

"Hey man, what did you inject into my neck?"

Reis looked at the syringe in the hand of the white uniformed officer, and felt terrified. The syringe was as thick as a nail.

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

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

"Injectable micro-trackers?"

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

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

"You still told me not to worry?"

"There is such a thing in this prison?"

Reis was surprised. Could it be that after spending several years in prison, the outside world has become like this?

"Also, why didn't they give you the injection?"

Geller shrugged, smiled, and said.

"Maybe they have something for you to do."

"Besides, do you think this kind of thing is random?"

"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 miniature tracker injected into you now costs at least tens of billions of ringgits, which is not something ordinary people can afford."

"It is absolutely impossible for Hannibal Bain to master this technique, at least in my opinion."

"The identity of our new warden is unfathomable."

Geller patted the confused Reis with a sinister face, and said with a sinister smile.

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

"Damn VIP, labor and management don't want to be this kind of VIP!"

Reis scolded angrily as if to vent, 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 Reis who had just come out of prison.

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

Unexpectedly, the burly Reis looked at the smiling Illumi, and actually got goosebumps with fright.

He is not unfamiliar with Ilumi. During the two months that Ilumi stayed on the boat, he met with them every day and used his abilities to affect their emotions and psychology.

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

But slowly, for some unknown reason, all of them were no longer hostile to Ilumi, and even had a favorable impression, until they finally became like Reis.

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 talking, Reis was still turning his head to look around and replied.

"It's impossible to help me for no reason, just tell me if you have any conditions."

Although Reis 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 Ilya of the Domingo Military District when you return to Domingo."

"what!?"

"No, no, you're asking me to die."

Reis immediately shook his head like a rattle, General Ilya of the Domingo Military Region, who was a famous warlord in the Aztec Republic.

No matter how powerful his drug cartels are, they can't compare to warlords. Isn't this a gift?

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

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

Illumi, regardless of Reis' attitude, turned around and left, talking while walking.

"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 Ilumi's figure that was drifting away, the wind was messy.

"Fat, it's time to go."

Suddenly, a rebellious voice sounded in his ear.

Reis turned his head to look, and saw a single ponytail man in a black trench coat standing beside him, with a rebellious 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 trench coat, with a mature man's unrestrained bearing in every gesture.

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

In desperation, Reis could only get on the private flying boat of the [Execution Ground] prison under the invisible coercion of the two and flew to the Aztec Republic.

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

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

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

Rust is also relatively free. These days, she drinks in the company's headquarters office every day, and Kim Bradley's wine collection is almost drained by her.

And he himself returned to the company.

"Our production line, how many -a can be produced in a day now?"

Illumi asked Kim Bradley.

"Our current production line can produce about 10,000 pieces a day. On the Pegrosse side, people 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 focus on the news recently, except for cultivation, which was about building bases and recruiting more talents in the future.

Recently, Kipsiler has recruited a lot of weapons research talents through his reputation, plus a lot of money from Ilumi.

A group of people is like a chicken blood. They do research on Amed's psychic armor every day without eating or drinking. One stop is ten or twenty hours.

I don't know how they can support it with their weak bodies.

"Is it serious?" Illumi asked.

"The scale of this superbug has not yet expanded and is still within a controllable range."

"However, there has been little response from the government and no corresponding measures."

Kim Bradley's answer made Illumi frown, and he subconsciously tensed in his heart who had experienced various similar situations in his previous life.

"No matter what the government is, we must take preventive measures, inspection systems, and disinfection within our company.

Kim Bradley nodded, and Illumi continued.

"In addition, if an infected person is found, send him to the Laboratory of New Antibiotics and hand it over to Dr. Helen~www.NovelMTL.com~ to see if she has any new findings on this bacteria and whether the new antibiotics can deal with it. this virus."

"I understand."

Kim Bradley replied that although the governments of the major countries did not raise their guard, they must remain highly vigilant about this new type of bacteria.

What Illumi thinks is that everything about this newly emerged superbug is unknown.

Infection mechanism, infectivity, lethality, they don't know anything without tests and experiments, and they often end up with a pandemic infection.

By the time people reacted, they had no regrets and countless casualties.

And 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 cleaning, a virus cleaning for humans.