Abyssal Wanderer.

Upon hearing this answer, Jim and Hanel exchanged a glance.

"Oops."

They both said it in unison.

You have to understand, there may be hundreds of thousands of people infected with the Dionysian virus in the resettlement area right now. If these people were to be infected with the Apollonian virus as well... that would be hundreds of thousands of superhumans with the cunning of Baptiste and Hugh, plus the support of the Dionysian framework. Who knows what kind of big things they might do.

Even without both viruses infecting at the same time, the memetic entities created by the Dionysus virus are troublesome enough, and zombies like the Hayashibara samurai are not so easy to deal with.

Not to mention, those infected with the Superhuman virus are also suspected of having a backup plan from the super artificial intelligence Nyx.

"Can it be stopped?"

Jim asked eagerly.

The "pharmacist" did not reply to him, but continued to look at Hanel.

Hanel then asked the same question.

“It is true that pheromone networks can stop the spread of those symbiotes, or even cause them to die directly. But considering the speed of pheromone spread, this can only slow down the spread of the Apollo virus at most, and cannot completely cut off the source of infection... After all, the pathogens that have already multiplied cannot be controlled by pheromones to spread.”

The pharmacist answered honestly.

"Then let those specialized pollution symbiotes die out first, and let's delay it for as long as possible."

Upon hearing this answer, Hanel immediately issued the order.

The pharmacist nodded, then his stomach began to churn, his chest heaving like a bellows, and then…

"Wow……"

He spat out a large bunch of wriggling cocoons with a "crackling" sound.

After a series of wriggling and undulating movements, tiny, moth-like creatures emerged from the cocoons. Once the slime on their bodies dried, they flapped their wings and flew away through the window.

“Messengers that spread pheromones… but that’s not enough. If I want to go faster, I need to replenish my biomass.”

Wiping the drool from the corner of his mouth, the "pharmacist" said this.

Hanel nodded, pointing to the corpses of the samurai and police agents in the hallway outside:

"But remember, you can only use corpses."

As she spoke, she turned to look at Jim, as if seeking his consent regarding this somewhat cruel order.

Jim frowned at this, and then said:

"Wait a minute."

Hanel sighed as if he had expected this, and then said:
"Jimmy, this isn't the time to be conflicted..."

No, that's not what I meant.

He interrupted Hanel, then looked at the unsteady "pharmacup" and said:

"If we evolve some microorganisms that can eliminate the 'Apollo virus' pathogen, could we completely cut off the spread of the Apollo virus in the resettlement area?"

He had barely finished asking when Hanel added:

"Just treat him like I am, and answer whatever he asks."

Upon receiving this order, the pharmacist immediately replied:

"This is theoretically feasible, but practically impractical. The original owner of this body simply handed over the DNA of the 'Sun God Virus' to those 'contamination-specialized' symbiotes, letting them choose the dominant pathogens native to the Nord resettlement area for evolution. As for which pathogens he actually used, this body has no idea."

"If we want to achieve the targeted evolution you mentioned earlier, I would have to spend more than ten hours going to the sewers of the resettlement area to carefully screen for the dominant pathogens. Then, considering the production time and the subsequent spread and reproduction time, the time difference would probably mean that half of the people in the entire resettlement area would already be infected."

Hearing this, Hanel's eyes, which had just lit up with hope, darkened again. But she still patted Jim's shoulder reassuringly, and said with a hint of reluctance:

"Let's try to eliminate the source of infection first and slow the spread of the pathogen. The method you suggested might be useful after the outbreak..."

Jim immediately stood up, excitedly telling the "pharmacist" not to leave, and hurriedly pushed open the door and rushed into his room.

His sudden display of power startled Ji Mu, who had been secretly eavesdropping on their conversation from inside the room.

"Hey! Isn't this Mr. Jim? What a coincidence, so you're here too?"

Seeing Jim rush into the room, looking excited as if he wanted to fight, Ji Mu's expression flashed by like a slideshow, finally settling on a clumsy attempt to get close to him.

"Where is it?!"

Jim said hurriedly.

"Things? What are you talking about? Oh—"

Ji Mu was stunned for a moment, then clenched his right fist and slammed it into his left palm.

"Here! Here!"

For some reason, the girl also got excited and pulled him to the storage cabinet in the corner of the room, carefully taking out a thermostat from it.

"When you were fighting that bio-engineered monster, I was afraid of getting caught in the crossfire, so I put it here."

As she spoke, she patted her chest proudly, making two "thump thump" sounds, with an expression that said, "Praise me, praise me!"

Jim gave her a thumbs-up without hesitation, then picked up the box and walked over to the "pharmacist" amidst Hanel's puzzled gaze.

"Inside..."

He said he pressed the control panel of the incubator to bring up information about its contents.

"There is a total of information on twelve super pathogens with the widest spread in the Nord resettlement area. Although there may be omissions compared to the pathogens modified by the symbiote, it should still cover the mainstream pathogens. Regarding these..."

He said this.

At this moment, Hanel walked over, looking at the box with a suspicious expression, and said:
"Wasn't this the support equipment that was allocated to the Olympus professional team before? Why is it in your hands... no, why did you collect the biological information of the pathogen in advance?"

This reason wasn't easy to come up with, and before Jim could even speak, she continued:
"Thinking about it, there's more to it than that... The long-range sniper support you received was from the 'embalmer' in the professional team. And even earlier, he specifically sent someone to protect you. I think the embalmer was a specialist from the Pluto Deep Dive team, right?"

The more she talked, the more doubtful she became.

"Pluto Deep Dive... Yes, Pluto Deep Dive has coveted Apollo Creatures' zombie technology for a long time. They even waged a mercenary war against Apollo Creatures to steal their technicians... Jimmy, tell me honestly, are you cooperating with Pluto Deep Dive?!"

Upon hearing this question, Jim couldn't help but twitch the corner of his mouth.

"How should I put it..."

He mentally searched for the right words, and then said:

"This has nothing to do with the Pluto dive; I only worked with that 'embalmer' himself."

Jim felt a pang of embarrassment as soon as he said it.

Do you think I'm easy to fool?

As Hanel said this, he slapped him on the head without any mercy.

Without even realizing it, she said to Jim the same words that another Hanel had said over the Strait of Hormuz years ago, and made similar gestures.

"You... uh!"

Jim, disregarding the others around, quickly shut Hanel up before she could continue complaining. (End of Chapter)