Bronze door through time and space

Chapter 876 Green Buttocks
Having been a father for so long, he naturally became careless. The island-based father didn't pay attention to these insignificant little things, after all, no matter how much trouble his son caused, he was still a big dog.

Even the wildest Shiba Inu can't withstand a kick to the heart and a dragon fruit kick. The only reason it didn't poop is because it pooped cleanly.

In addition, their food was often withheld by their American daddy, who would even shave them to death for no reason. Over the decades, they had become extremely weak and frail. Therefore, most of the island's residents focused their energy on the Ganges River, because something big was happening there.

Due to the unique circumstances in the country, although the US hired a large number of locals adapted to the Ganges River environment to salvage Kryptonian spaceship fragments, the work efficiency was so low that even Africans would laugh at it. This forced the US to spend money to buy them from the black market, because the locals were more enthusiastic about reselling, resulting in the best items appearing on the black market.

However, this method is bound to have oversights, since mold is not the only buyer; other countries have also been competing with mold for products by disguising themselves as mold.

Most importantly, most of the procedures are handled by locals, so it would be strange if problems didn't arise.

Logically, the U.S. should take this matter very seriously. After all, the technology contained in the Kryptonian spaceship could definitely allow the U.S. to take off again and even colonize Mars. Therefore, it would be normal to send a large number of professionals to conduct strict isolation and inspection in a meticulous manner.

In fact, that's exactly what the US did, deploying three carrier strike groups alone, which severely impacted its global operations and resulted in losses in the billions every day. Therefore, it was impossible for them to cut back on personnel numbers.

But the place where the spaceship crashed was too special. It wasn't that they didn't want to send people there, but the proportion of non-combat casualties was too alarming. Many of the patients sent back home even had diseases or viruses named after themselves. Who knows why there were so many superviruses in that place?

Even more critically, the Kryptonian spaceship is a planetary terraforming vessel, meaning that in addition to gravity and atmosphere, the ecological environment is also being modified, which means it carries a large number of biological-related equipment and genetic seeds.

Coupled with the problems of cosmic radiation and energy leakage, it caused serious extraterrestrial pollution, which is equivalent to Nagu spitting a mouthful of ancient phlegm here, directly breaking the various limitations of Earth's biosphere and causing the Ganges to start a breeding mode.

The frequent discovery of super-mutant viruses has put the whole world on edge. After all, these things are not like mushrooms, which explode wherever they are planted. Once a virus starts spreading, it is simply impossible to control.

The best approach is to conduct thorough disinfection, incineration, burial, and establish large-scale quarantine zones.

However, the crew was reluctant to part with their own people, so they strictly prohibited them from disembarking and handed over most of the work to the locals. The locals had abundant antibodies and were not prone to illness. Even if they died, they would only receive a meager compensation, allowing the salvage operation to continue indefinitely.

Because the mold constantly recruits workers, a large number of vigorous young men have gathered here, but women are limited, so the sexual activity has become more and more frequent, and has even spread to non-human areas.

Although the West and the Ganges share similar customs, such as sailors bringing along female goats to relieve loneliness during the Age of Exploration, and even in modern times, a considerable number of ranches still attract many fellow travelers, they lack the Ganges's imposing presence that seems to challenge the heavens, the earth, and all things in between.

It is true that everything has flaws, there is no hurdle that cannot be overcome, and no hole that cannot be crawled into; it has already transcended the limitations of species isolation and moral bottom lines.

And so, a reptile suffered an undeserved blow.

If that were all, it wouldn't be a big deal, after all, this is a magical land where anything can happen. But they just couldn't resist and casually stuffed an egg they had fished out of the Ganges into their hands.

Afterwards, the reptile that became pregnant unexpectedly, carrying an egg that didn't belong to it, underwent a strange chemical reaction in the Ganges.

The egg had been impossible to open before because it hadn't encountered the right environment. Fortunately, it had now, and the contents were released. The Ganges people's antibodies were indeed remarkable, but even so, they were still human. Not long after, a strange disease began to spread among the population.

There are hospitals in the Ganges, but most of them are not as good as township clinics. Many doctors are not formally trained, and who knows what they did before? So, faced with this strange illness, they are naturally helpless and can only suggest that the patient drink the all-powerful cow urine and go to the Ganges to purify their body.

This approach naturally led to a large-scale outbreak of the disease.

As the matter escalated, the local authorities immediately reported it to the moldy people and demanded money from them, claiming that they had offended the gods by helping the moldy people retrieve items from the Ganges River and needed the money to hold a large-scale sacrificial ceremony.

As for sending medical personnel, medicine, food, etc., they don't need it. They only want money because those things are difficult to embezzle and distribute.

At this point, the moldy people didn't care about them anymore, because they themselves had also fallen for it. After all, it wasn't just the Ganges people who couldn't control their lower bodies. Engaging in in-depth communication with the local residents stationed with the troops was also an old tradition of the moldy people, so there was no need to worry about them not being able to bring themselves to do it.

The aircraft carrier has a hospital, which has been reinforced and equipped with more specialized equipment and medical personnel, but they are still helpless against this disease.

This condition, named "Groove Green," is very peculiar. It starts from the lower abdomen, runs along the buttock crease to the lower back, and appears as a palm-width green blister. It does not spread or become fatal, but it is extremely itchy. Scratching and medication have no effect, and it can only be relieved temporarily during sexual activity.

Interestingly, people with this condition experience a certain enhancement in their physical fitness and are always full of energy, like a teddy bear that has taken a blue pill and can pop balloons.

For the Ganges people, this is a perfect match, and since the source is the Ganges, it is regarded as a blessing from the holy river, and everyone is eager to be infected.

It has even evolved to the point where if someone in the neighborhood gets infected, neighbors will bring gifts to touch them, so the spread is extremely rapid.

The Ganges River is home to a large population that is migrating to developed countries around the world, which has inevitably caused panic among countries worldwide.

Unfortunately, the way Ganges people use the toilet is practically designed to spread the virus; you could say the virus spreads wherever they go.

Countries around the world are now putting pressure on the Bald Eagle because this disease is caused by a mutated virus resulting from Kryptonian pollution. Ordinary medical methods, and even biotechnology, cannot solve it, just like the Kryptonians' steel bodies.

In other words, if this virus were to be transformed into a more deadly biological weapon, the death toll would be in the hundreds of millions. Therefore, countries around the world hope that the United States will share its Kryptonian technology in order to find a solution.

No way!

Bald eagles would rather cause a bio-apocalypse than share these things with humans.

However, the bald eagle itself is also threatened by this virus, so while arguing with the world, it is transferring these patients who are always thinking about sex to island nations, where there are more advanced and complete medical equipment, as well as more professional biological laboratories, and sufficient experimental materials.

(End of this chapter)