"How about that? Have you gotten addicted to bullying this old bag of bones?"
Watching the old man act so self-righteously made my teeth itch with hatred.
"Old man, do you know how precious the original fluid is? Leaving everything else aside, we should be able to develop an antidote for the virus, right? What if
we could even develop a
way to kill the virus directly? Then..."
"Then, all of humanity would die along with the virus."
Old Man Dragon glanced at me and spoke flatly.
"Die... together?"
I froze slightly and looked at the old man in surprise. Why would he say that?
"Heh heh, do you think it's possible to kill the virus and then survive on your own?"
As if he had seen my confusion, the old man spoke calmly.
"After nearly thirty years of fusion, the virus has completely invaded the DNA. In fact, part of it has already
replaced the original DNA and begun to
survive. This isn't just about one individual—you or me—but all of humanity, the entire biological world, and all of nature!"
When Old Man Dragon said this, his voice grew stern, yet carried a trace of helplessness.
"Now... what's the point of talking about eliminating the virus? It's already impossible, unless we kill every living thing on Earth, every
living cell, and return Earth to
its primitive state so it can develop anew. Only then can the virus disappear completely."
I moved my lips... but in the end, I still said nothing.
Did killing the virus now mean killing myself?
Perhaps that really was the case.
Once the virus connected to the DNA was destroyed, wouldn't humanity suffer something like the 'Tokaimura nuclear criticality
accident in Japan'? (The situation was extremely serious,
and people with weak stomachs are not advised