[Of course, you don’t have to believe me. After all, I’m just a system. But compared to… I’d rather stay by your side. After all, you’re quite good-looking.] The system hesitated to speak.

In the past, no matter how much the system talked to itself, Adam Carter would never respond.

But this time, for the first time ever, he asked, “What would happen if I were sent to the research institute?”

The system let out a strange laugh: [Perhaps, death would be the best outcome. But as a precious experimental specimen, there’s no way you’d die so easily.]

Adam Carter didn’t really want to die, and even less did he want to be dissected alive, so he temporarily gave up on the idea of calling the Center for Pollution Disease Control.

Anxiety made him wipe the floor over and over with a rag.

Even though the house was already spotless, with barely any dust even under the bed.

As it turned out, the relevant authorities responded quite quickly.

In the afternoon, Adam Carter saw the rich kid next door open his window and curse angrily on the balcony: “Damn! Why is the water out?!”

The property owners’ group chat exploded.

This water outage came out of nowhere—no one had received any notice. More importantly, the entire K City, and even several nearby cities, all had their tap water cut off at the same time.

Water is cheap, and sometimes you don’t think much of it. But when it’s gone, it’s a real crisis.

The property management probably hadn’t expected the outage either, and kept reassuring residents in the group chat.

Ever since the city lockdown began, the TV in Adam Carter’s home had never been turned off.

On the local news channel, the anchor said, “This afternoon, due to improper operation by workers at the water plant, a large amount of cyanide was added to the clean water reservoir. Cyanide is a highly toxic chemical. To ensure residents’ water safety, our city has urgently cut off the water supply. City Hall will arrange for the military to regularly deliver purified water. Citizens, please remain calm.”

To comply with City Hall’s lockdown policy, the news anchors were all broadcasting live from their homes.

Ordinary people were still being kept in the dark.

Adam Carter thought for a moment. Actually, it’s a simple truth: everyone knows about the pollution disease, but no one really understands how terrifying it is.

And fear of death is human nature.

If the truth were revealed, the surface peace would be shattered instantly. Many people would do whatever it took to escape K City, and if even one of them carried parasitic fish eggs, the disaster would spread to the entire world.

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The system let out a low laugh.

[Your thinking is not entirely correct. Maybe you should understand a concept called pollution value… or, sanity value?]

[The more afraid you are, the easier it is to be contaminated. If the media started reporting the real world, trust me, within a month, the whole world would fall.]

[Of course, that’s not far off now.]

“You look like you’re really looking forward to the end of the world.”

Like some kind of evil villain.

[There is evidence that evolution often happens in sudden leaps. New species can form rapidly in a short period of time, and then remain relatively stable for a long time afterward.]*

I just can’t wait… to see you become a god.

Chapter 4, 004

004/Seventh Rate

Today is a workday, but the streets of K City are completely empty.

Only near the Pollution Disease Control Center is there a crowd.

It’s now the third day of lockdown.

Many powerful and influential families in K City have already begun to evacuate in secret.

Of course, they wouldn’t make a big show of it; instead, under military escort, they would all head to the Pollution Control Center together.

After undergoing nearly harsh testing, these people could board a plane and leave this precarious city.

Of course, for safety, they would first stop on an uninhabited island. After the danger had passed, they would return to the mainland.

At the same time, the city’s important scientific researchers were also put on the whitelist, as well as the children of martyrs.

In a city of several million, in the end, fewer than five hundred people came to the Pollution Control Center to see if they qualified to leave early.

David Harris stood by the jeep, smoking, while maintaining order.

Many staff members were wrapped tightly in protective suits, but he looked no different from usual.

David Harris wasn’t afraid of contamination—after all, he himself was a mobile source of pollution.

His brows were tightly furrowed, and at his feet, cigarette butts were scattered everywhere.

The cigarette in David Harris’s hand was more than just a cigarette—it was a tobacco-flavored tranquilizer.

A tester from the Control Center stepped forward: “Captain Harris. Smoke a little less.”

Tranquilizers have side effects.

“Can’t stop. I’m so stupid, really.” David Harris hugged his head in frustration and squatted down on the spot, muttering like Xianglin’s wife, “I only knew that parasitic fish eggs attached to the human body wouldn’t cause secondary contamination. I never thought they could evolve in just a few days.”