"Damn it!"
"Are you targeting me on purpose?"
A surge of anger welled up inside Chen Pingchuan, and who could blame him? It was just too obvious. When I wasn't here, none of this happened. The moment I arrive, there's an insect apocalypse and a Genetic Bomb. I know the planet's will is trying to eliminate the simulator—this virus—but you can't just destroy the software along with it, can you?
Just as Chen Pingchuan was pondering this, Lu Jiaojiao flashed behind Liu Yaowu. She pressed a sharp blade against his neck and threatened in a saccharine voice, "Dr. Liu, since you're so capable, you must have a solution, right? Tell me now, and I won't kill you. How about it?"
Everyone saw Lu Jiaojiao's actions, but no one moved to stop her. Their boss hadn't given an order, and besides, they also hoped to get something useful out of Liu Yaowu.
"There is no solution," Liu Yaowu's voice remained calm.
