Chapter 368 The Distressed Planet

After sending this AI who liked to be a father to work, the prince walked out of Director Lucy's office.

He officially began his inspection of the shelter. According to Director Lucy's report, the 72nd shelter currently houses 257 mutant larvae that have not yet fully developed, 178 adult Siyiqi, and 26 of them have been determined by the Genetic Purification Inspection Team to need to be purged (one of the severe mutants has already been purged).

Without effective treatment, the remaining 25 mutant bugs that already have red eye symptoms will rapidly deteriorate in the coming days.

The so-called effective treatment means having enough rejuvenation agents to slow down their mutation rate.

Affected by the internal affairs of the Saidi mother planet, the amount of rejuvenation drugs imported by Xiyiqi has been reduced recently. The impact of the reduction in drugs is the reduction and tightening of many mutant rescue centers in Xiyiqi. Although the prince has stopped the abolition of the centers and the rectification and cleaning of 25 mutants, it is only a temporary reprieve.

If there is no drug support later, the current suspension is actually meaningless.

"Your Highness, please come this way."

Director Lucy led the prince and Conte through the corridors. The air was filled with the pungent smell of disinfectant. Although scientists have confirmed that this crimson mutation is not an infectious disease, the Xiyiqi people still insist on repeatedly disinfecting all places where there are mutant patients.

The 72nd Rescue Center divided the patients into different areas according to the severity of their mutations. From time to time, mutant patients with red spots on their faces and bodies gathered in front of the glass curtain windows. When the prince approached, they would show their moved expressions and enthusiastically call out his name.

(Your Highness! Your Highness! Your Highness Alsiel!)

(It was His Royal Highness who came to save us!)

(He just saved more than 20 patients from Supervisor Su Zheng!)

They rushed forward and put their hands on the glass window, as if they could touch him. These Xiyiqi people had an almost fanatical belief that the queen was omnipotent and sacred, and so was her Bazalu, and the prince would definitely be able to save them.

…

Even if you call me ten thousand times, I can't come up with any magic medicine to save you. Faced with such unrealistic expectations, Xiao Zhen had to quickly shut down all the shallow consciousness that surged like a tide.

As he continued to greet the patient with an awkward smile, a child suddenly appeared from the corridor. He rushed to the prince quickly. Conte picked him up with amazing speed.

The child stared with round eyes and danced in the air.

"Conde, put him down," said the Prince.

Conte put him down. It was a child (larva) half the size of Alji. He didn't look scared at all. His antennae were raised high. Unlike most of the mutants in the shelter who were covered with red spots, his small face was very smooth.

Director Lucy asked anxiously: "Why did you run out!"

The child smiled and raised his hand, holding a small white flower towards the prince. At that moment , the prince and Conde saw the small crack on his arm, which was as small as the crack of a human fingernail.

Through the introduction of Director Lucy and Orca expert Noa, the prince has learned something about the Crimson mutation. After a while, this small crack will fester and the mutation will devour the child's whole body. He will eventually die like the mutant who was purged.

He looked at the prince in a daze, and eagerly raised the white flower in his hand, "Your Highness! Your Highness! This is for you!"

Conte stood in front of the prince and tried to push the child away.

The prince motioned Conde to leave. He bent down and took the child's gift. "Thank you. What kind of flower is this?"

“This is white silvergrass.”

Laura also has a plant with the same name, but it looks completely different. "It's beautiful."

"Because this flower represents the White Mang God." The child said, "The White Mang God will drive away all mutations!"

A staff member appeared behind the child and said in panic, "Sorry, I'll take him away now."

"fine."

"Your Highness! Don't touch him."

"It doesn't matter. The crimson mutation is not an infectious disease." Anyway, I'm just a corpse. It can't get any worse. The prince pulled up the child's arm and carefully examined his small crack. The child's body was clean without any mutation red spots. Because of this, this small mutation crack looked so shocking. At this moment, the child smiled happily, as if he knew nothing about his miserable future.

"I dreamed of the White God, and I know I will have good luck today."

"Oh?" He immediately searched Alsiel's remaining memories. The White Mane God mentioned by the child was a god in the ancient songs of the Xiyiqi people. Legend has it that it would protect peace and dispel illness.

"And then you came. You are even more beautiful than in the image!" The child glanced at the small cut on his arm and said in a brisk and nonchalant tone, "Your Highness, I think I will be well soon!"

The child's joy at seeing him was as pure as his consciousness. The prince looked at his smooth little face and said softly, "You have to listen to Director Lucy and the staff of the shelter. They will treat you well."

"Will this place not be abandoned?"

"Not for now."

"As expected, dreaming about the White God will bring good luck! I will be fine, and so will everyone here." The child tilted his head, and his tentacles swayed. "Tasi also said that we will all recover."

"Who is Tasi?"

"It's the guy who often comes to see us and tells us stories!" the child laughed, "He's here today too!"

Director Lucy said: "Tashi is a well-known local businessman. He often donates supplies to the shelter and is our most enthusiastic volunteer."

Oh, that philanthropist who is passionate about social activities.

Soon the prince met the philanthropist Tashi, whom the children had mentioned.

In a bright and spacious larva entertainment room, a dozen children were sitting on the floor, with small red spots of mutation on their faces and arms. Like the previous child, these children were early mild mutations. They were listening attentively to the speech of an adult Xiyiqi in front of them.

He was the philanthropist Tashi. According to the prince's Homo sapiens vision, he was a man with a beard and a kind smile. His voice was ups and downs, with a singing rhythm.

"...When the White God arrives, all disasters will float away like dust and disappear like dew." The philanthropist Tashi said, "Then all suffering will cease to exist." He raised his eyes and met the prince standing at the door. "Children, there is no need to resent the unfairness of fate, because everyone will be saved."

“We’re all going to be fine!!” the children shouted enthusiastically, “Tell us more!”

"That's all for today." Tashi smiled and said, "Our prince is here."

"Your Highness Prince Alsiel!"

"Your Highness is here to see us!"

"He has the sacred scent of the Queen! I will be happy all day long!"

It turned out that being surrounded by a group of innocent children who were destined to die of terminal illness and miserable death was a mental torture that could send the prince to the eighteenth level of hell. After laughing awkwardly with the children for a while with a business-like expression that even he hated, the prince escaped from the larva entertainment room.

The philanthropist Tasi was standing in the corridor, looking at the prince with a look of relish. His superficial consciousness was only curious about him, without any respect.

The prince asked, "Were you telling those children fairy tales just now?"

Tasi replied respectfully, “Children love stories.”

"A god cured the mutation."

"The White Light God in the legend can take away all pain."

"You are giving those children some false hope," said the prince.

"The White Mango God is an ancient legend of our Xiyiqi people. I just told them the ancient ballad."

"Let them pin their hopes of life on an ancient superstition?"

"Your Highness." Tashi smiled neither arrogantly nor humbly, "For these mutants who have no future, myths, religions and superstitions are the best remedies. Children like to listen to these, and so do adults. Believing in a white-maned Xiyiqi god who can eliminate all diseases is more attractive than believing in those cunning and ugly Sadis."

“……”Bullshit, killer whales are much cuter than insects .

Tashi looked at the prince and continued, "Of course, if you give the order, my companions and I will tell the truth to these poor mutants in the future. For example, their lives depend entirely on the charity of the Sadis they hate the most, and that they will one day become monsters with no complete corpses."

“…” This philanthropist is so annoying, the prince thought to himself.

"Your Highness, I understand that you sympathize with these poor and precious lives. But they should not have to bear the fear of facing death, especially those poor and innocent children. They need a sustenance, they need a belief, and this is a spiritual antidote as useful as those Saidi people's medicine. I think it is more appropriate to describe us as psychological counselors." Tashi said, "We are helping these mutants who are on their last legs to fight despair with hope and resist death with faith."

“Have you been doing this all along?”

Tashi smiled again, "We are just providing spiritual medicine for these dying people, but the real remedy depends on how our great queen handles the relationship with the Sadis. I firmly believe in a hopeful future . Your Highness, please allow me to deliver the message of our association." He raised his hand slightly, and a shining arrow appeared in the prince's field of vision.

He received the message.

——【Executive President of Common Happiness Mutual Aid Association Tashi】

…

After leaving the 72nd Rescue Center, the prince, sitting on the back of the motorcycle, sorted out the information he had collected in the rescue center. This mutation swept all the Xiyiqi people on the entire Xiyiqi planet. The 72nd Rescue Center is just a microcosm of countless rescue centers on this planet. Genetic experts who are helpless, severely ill mutants waiting for death in despair, those mild patients who know nothing and are still full of hope for the future, and suspicious social groups who claim to be psychological counselors under the banner of volunteer philanthropists but are suspected of promoting superstition when they come to the door. In addition to this disaster that may mutate randomly at any time, he remembered the things he encountered that day, the Saidi faction hidden among the Xiyiqi people, the Xiyiqi hooligans who hate the Saidi people, and in the folk, there are more contradictions and conflicts between the two middle tribes that he cannot see. At the same time, he has to face the struggle for succession in the court, and the mastermind hiding in the dark waiting for the opportunity to assassinate him again.

The current situation is full of internal and external troubles, and there are dangers everywhere.

Didi.

His vision indicated that there was a communication connection.

The person being communicated to is Mr. Cat.

Mr. Cat said, "Where are you? Go back to your palace quickly!"

Xiao Zhen said, "What's wrong?"

"The Queen is here to see you."

"ah!"

"None of your men can tell the Queen where you are. The Queen looks as if she wants to have all your guards shot."

“…”

"Come back soon! By the way, the Queen has been waiting for you for three hours. She's pissed off." Mr. Cat added, "She's in your bedroom now."

“…”