Qin Chuan's lazy voice drifted over.
Song Tianlang, hearing this, wished he could shoot this little beast dead on the spot.
But he couldn't.
His original intention was to send people in to find the antibodies, which would then be used to control Lighthouse.
At that time, the antibodies could become his stepping stone to climb higher.
Therefore, long before District B was sealed off, he had secretly arranged for his own people to try and smuggle the antibodies out.
For this, he had even made a promise.
Yes, that was right, the person Song Tianlang arranged was Yue Yue's father.
It was just that neither of them had expected Yue Yue's father to be injected with a semi-finished product of the antibody, causing his bodily functions to rapidly decline.
As a result, he missed the safety channel that Song Tianlang had specially opened for him a day earlier.
When Song Tianlang learned that the person he had arranged had gone missing, he was utterly devastated.
It wasn't just because he had lost a very important bargaining chip.
It was also because it was indeed an antibody that could save the people of District B.
That small syringe represented the lives of tens of thousands of people.
But Song Tianlang could do nothing.
He hadn't told anyone about this matter, except for his assistant who was handling it for him; he hadn't even told his wife.
If this matter was handled well, he would be a hero whose name would be recorded in history; if it wasn't handled well, he would be a rat that everyone wanted to beat.
So when he found out that the person had disappeared with the antibodies, while Song Tianlang was filled with resentment, he also felt a surge of expectation. It was like opening Pandora's Box. As long as he wasn't the one opening it, he didn't want to concern himself with the suffering that had appeared in the world.
However, to his dismay, he now learned that the antibodies were not lost and were in Qin Chuan's hands, which infuriated him. This thing would rather be destroyed than fall into the hands of others.
The people in the room who had been looking around were all asked to leave by Song Tianlang's men. Here, in terms of military rank, Song Tianlang's position was the highest. When he asked people to leave, no one dared to disobey his orders. The crowd was originally curious and wanted to see the drama, all wanting to know what the "thing" the two of them were talking about was. Being asked to leave suddenly, everyone had some opinions, but looking at Song Tianlang's scowling face, which was as ugly as the sole of a shoe, they dared not show any dissatisfaction.
When Qin Chuan saw Song Tianlang beginning to clear the room, he knew he had bet correctly. Xu An had indeed obtained the virus antibody.
"I don't know what Uncle Song means by this."
Song Tianlang looked at Qin Chuan's confident demeanor and knew that things would not go in his favor today. However, for the sake of the bigger picture, he chose to endure.
Qin Chuan rarely saw the other party in such a predicament, but he also knew that too much of a good thing could be bad. If he angered the person in front of him, he would not end up well either.
"The item is indeed in my hands, but that person is still in District B. Even if you detain me now, the item will not be in my hands."
Song Tianlang let out a disdainful laugh.
"Stop playing coy with me. I don't believe you didn't leave a backup for that woman."
After speaking, he looked Qin Chuan up and down.
"You're quite something, kid. You're more ruthless than your grandfather."
"I watched you grow up. I knew you weren't a good person, but at least you were a man. I never expected you to use a woman to divert attention. You've really made me see you in a new light."
Qin Chuan knew that the other party had misunderstood him and did not explain. If he could achieve his goal, why wouldn't he? So he continued along with Song Tianlang's words.
"I don't dare. It's all thanks to Uncle Song's good teachings."
Qin Chuan's sarcasm was at its peak. The air in the room instantly became suffocating. Song Tianlang's assistant didn't even dare to breathe, for fear of angering the person beside him at this moment.
"Qin Chuan, I underestimated you before. With this move, you've thoroughly offended half of the military. Even your grandfather can't protect you. What are you trying to gain?"
"Could it be that you really want to be a savior in the apocalypse?"
Qin Chuan smiled indifferently. "Whether I'm a savior or not has nothing to do with me. You're really overestimating me."
"I, Qin Chuan, only do things with a clear conscience. You've been in the military longer than I have. You know that my grandfather has never been on the same path as me. Since I dare to walk this path, I don't expect anyone to protect me."
Qin Chuan knew that out of old acquaintance, Song Tianlang was still advising him. Qin Chuan's demands had always been simple: dispatch armed forces to rescue the people of District B. Previously, Qin Chuan had no leverage and could only bicker with the person in front of him with the idea of mutual destruction, trying to stall for time. However, everyone knew that those people were willing to drag things out with Qin Chuan only to find a scapegoat for themselves. After all, Qin Chuan's reputation on Lighthouse was already notorious. Everyone on Lighthouse knew that on the day they landed on Lighthouse, it was Qin Chuan who led the suppression of the rioters. On that day, Qin Chuan was like a god of slaughter who had crawled out of hell. He held an assault rifle in one hand, covered in blood. For every bullet fired, a person fell. And the blood on Qin Chuan's body was all from his own fellow humans. On that day, almost everyone knew Qin Chuan's "viciousness" and "inhumanity." Therefore, these people dared to pin the grave crime of "massacre" on Qin Chuan. However, no one would know that the man who carried a gun with a murderous look that year was now standing alone in a wolf's den, arguing and negotiating for people who had nothing to do with him. Song Tianlang looked at Qin Chuan's expression, which didn't seem fake. After a long while, he let out a long sigh.
"In half an hour, I will send people over. If you want to follow, you can come along."
"However, our mission is to find the antibodies first. As for the rescue of civilians, we will put it in second place. But you can arrange your own team as you wish."
This statement was very clear. My troops will only act after finding the antibodies. If you want to save people, do it yourself. Qin Chuan nodded, agreeing to the deal. He was not surprised by Song Tianlang's conditions. At this point, everyone was someone who acted only for profit. Feeding soldiers required real money and food. After the loss of national order, some rules were no longer the moral standards of the old society. After the negotiation, Song Tianlang's face remained sullen.
"Qin Chuan, is what you're doing really worth it? Those people won't even know that you've fought for their chance to survive."
Qin Chuan didn't speak, he just smiled. But that smile was different from all his previous ones. It was a smile devoid of any calculation or conspiracy. It was a smile of genuine, heartfelt joy.
"Whether it's worth it or not, let's do it first."