In the end, these people would still die.
Unless they could be cured...
Lin Qi suddenly turned to Liu Xuan. "If all the company's employees die, reorganizing it will be a huge hassle. You can arrange for a portion of the staff—not exceeding a five percent threshold—to be brought to... Zone 12. But don't bring them to the Prosthetic Clinic. I might have a way to treat them."
Lin Qi was so "concerned about the company." Rebuilding it from the ground up would be so difficult, wouldn't it?
You had to leave a batch of "fireseeds," right?
With this batch of fireseeds, the path to rebuilding the company would be much easier...
Liu Xuan looked at Lin Qi. The blue light in her left eye instantly vanished, and then, surprisingly, a faint smile tugged at the corner of her mouth.
She controlled her facial muscles and erased the smile, then said to Lin Qi in a deadpan voice, "With the talent pool from Liu's Academy, reorganizing the company isn't actually that difficult."
