[Dream Loss Syndrome]
An unexpected problem had suddenly been laid before Ji Jue.
Ji Jue froze for a moment, then frowned slightly.
"Is it serious?"
"Due to a lack of statistics, it is difficult to determine the exact scale and numbers. But this time, the affected area is too broad—abnormally broad. The Church has already issued notices to both sides and Thousand Isles, but I fear it has not received much attention."
Yu Shu gave a bitter smile. "In many people's eyes, as long as they get vaccinated, they can prevent it. Besides, the Federation and the Empire have the suppression of the Heavenly Origin Law. At most, it is a little worse than a severe flu, not enough to stir up any waves.
But for towns like New Spring, that may not be the case.
To be safe, you must make arrangements early."
"Purchase vaccines. Start with the official employees, then ensure coverage throughout New Spring. As for the other Settlements—forget it. Chen Xingzhou isn't short of that money. I'll speak to him later."
"It was already arranged before, but the results did not meet expectations."
Yu Shu reminded him, "In this regard, I'm afraid you will need to personally advocate for it. If it were anyone else, people might not trust them."
Ji Jue immediately fell silent, speechless.
There was nothing to say.
What else could he say?
All the fucking good deeds you people had done before!
All this time, the Settlements folk and Garbage Collectors in the Wilderness had remained wary and resistant toward so-called vaccines. Some even turned pale at the mere mention of them.
Certainly, plenty of stupid anti-intellectual fools were shouting and clamoring over it, but one could not deny the ironclad fact—everyone had been burned before.
And more than once.