"Sister Yan once had ten children," the man said. "Only two were actually born, and both died in the hospital. The people who live around here know her situation. She doesn't have to die; she just wants her death to mean something."
Unless the Rebel Army had enough container items to distribute to its people, Sister Yan, an ordinary person, could never keep up with the players. And if the man tried to save her, he might expose himself or his other companions. In the end, they could all die together.
"I understand better than you what it feels like to be powerless while a companion dies before your eyes." Tears filled the man's eyes. "If their deaths don't bring us success in the end, I'll face my own death without fear!"
After finishing, the man turned and left. Xu Huo stood where he was for a while before heading in the opposite direction.
Keeping his distance from the man, he tracked where he went and took care of two people following him.
As expected, the man went to another hideout. But the person he met there was also an ordinary person, and they still passed messages through the game. Afterward, the man hurried off again, heading northeast into the East District.
Xu Huo quickly followed.
According to the city government's public map, there were many publicly listed pharmaceutical laboratories in the northeastern part of the East District. Much of the drug development was done there. Old Zhou had also discovered that there were some undisclosed laboratories and bases in the area, disguised to the outside world and mixed in among the real ones, making them difficult to distinguish.
The East District was using "White Blood" as bait, so it was bound to prepare a few fronts disguised as trading