Extreme germ phobia

Chapter 75 Bargaining
Garrison couldn't explain the cause and effect, but he heard an unfamiliar voice nearby: "The spores contain trace amounts of hallucinogenic substances. Inhaling a small amount won't cause hallucinations, but it will have a slight stimulating effect, making people feel relaxed and comfortable. This weak stimulant can affect a person's senses, causing them to unknowingly inhale more spores, increasing the chance of infection and transmission. If a large number of spores are inhaled in a short period of time, and the hallucinogenic substance reaches a certain concentration, hallucinations will occur like Jack's."

Max was stunned: "How did you know?"

"Immune people are only immune to infection, not hallucinations," said Ou Yang.

Can we say that this is the result of the doctor's research on him?

Not only that, the doctor also found that the hallucinogenic components in the spores are different from any previous hallucinogens. They are extremely toxic to the human body, and even if they are inhaled in large quantities in a short period of time, there is no obvious harm to the human body.

From a certain perspective, this is a groundbreaking discovery that can save countless addicts stuck in the quagmire.

Ou Yang is completely confused by the doctor's train of thought. Do drug addicts really need to be saved? It's simply hilarious!
Even if we take a step back and say that hallucinogens are less toxic, hallucinations themselves are the most destructive harm.

Sanova, who had been silent the whole time, suddenly asked, "Have you ever inhaled a large amount of spores?"

"Yes!" Ou Yang nodded.

This is nothing to hide.

Sanova asked again, "Are you aware that you are hallucinating?"

"Know!"

"Then can you control your behavior?"

"I'm not sure!" The answer is actually yes, but Ou Yang suddenly had a bad feeling.

Sanova looked at Garrison and said, "Boss, he's immune. I think we can let him try!"

"Him?" Garrison was surprised and hesitant. "Can he do it?"

Ou Yangjing's eyes widened: "You old man are so evil! Is this an idea a human could come up with? I call you a dog! Even a dog wouldn't be happy!"
"No, no, no!" He refused without hesitation. "I'm not a military personnel, and I'm a foreigner. How can I participate in your military operations?"

"That's not a problem," Sanova said. "We are all unlucky people trapped in the epidemic area. We are just helping each other."

Seeing that Ou Yang was unmoved, he added, "As long as you help complete the task, we can help you apply for a green card, and direct naturalization is not impossible!"

What the hell?

Ou Yang almost laughed out loud. "Why the hell would I need your green card? Do you still think this is the last century? Who cares about that crap?"

"Sorry, I don't plan to stay in the United States. My roots are in the East." Ou Yang flatly refused.

The moon is rounder in his hometown, no matter how round the moon is in other countries, it has nothing to do with him!
Sanova had never expected that someone would actually refuse a US green card. His expressionless face suddenly showed a hint of surprise: "Then if you have any requests, just ask, such as rice knives."

"That's right!" Garrison chimed in. "That's not participation, that's hiring."

What I mean is, you treat me as a mercenary, right?
This Garrison is also very bad. Not long ago, he was calling you "senior brother", but once his own interests were involved, he immediately changed his face and sided with his own people in both words and deeds.

As expected of an American soldier, he is a veteran and his words are more effective than those of an officer.

Ou Yang asked angrily, "I want to leave this damn place. Can you send me out?"

Sanova immediately shook his head: "Sorry, this is not for us to decide. You should choose Mi Dao."

"What do I need the rice knife for? Do you think you are not dying fast enough?" Ou Yang really wanted to pry open his skull to see if his brain was filled with rice knives.

To be honest, everyone dislikes Mi Dao, and he is also tempted, but he is in an epidemic area and his life is in danger, and he has no money to save in the bank. Even if he is given 100 million dollars, he can only carry a few hundred thousand at most.

Not only would he have nowhere to put it, he might even become a coveted target. If even survival was a problem, what was the point of having a rice knife?

It’s not a question of whether you are moved or not, but as an adult, you must know what you need most and make choices.

But Ou Yang suddenly remembered something and his expression froze for a moment.

Sanova noticed this keenly and immediately said, "It's okay, just tell me what you think!"

Ou Yang licked his lips and said, "It's simple. I need to call home!"

Sanova immediately shook his head, but before he could say anything, Ouyang said, "It's your problem as to what method you use. This is my condition!"

Sanova and Garrison exchanged glances, and the latter said cautiously, "We can apply to headquarters and let someone with more authority make the decision."

"Of course!" Ou Yang made a gesture of invitation.

Garrison got into the car, picked up the radio and spoke for a while. After getting out, he nodded and said, "Headquarters has agreed to coordinate with the military commander, but whether it will work or not depends on the military's opinion."

Ou Yang frowned dissatisfiedly: "This is not the answer I want!"

"We are truly sincere!" Garrison put on a heartfelt expression, but unfortunately, it was hidden behind his mask, so no one could see it. "I could have lied to you and said we could, but the truth is, there's nothing headquarters can do."

Ou Yang hadn't originally expected it to work out, but was just trying to find the solution. Upon hearing this, he took a step back and said, "If a direct call is difficult, we can convey it through official channels, such as the embassy."

The most important thing right now is to let my parents know that I am still alive. It would be best if I could talk to them directly, but if that is not possible, indirect notification is also acceptable.

Garrison said with a bitter look: "Otherwise, you should choose Rice Knife!"

Ou Yang was stunned by this.

Mi Dao, Mi Dao, it’s Mi Dao again. Don’t you know anything else besides Mi Dao?
You're all obsessed with money, right?
"I believe you will find a way," Ou Yang said. "Also, after the blockade is lifted, you must send me back to China as soon as possible. Is that okay?"

Garrison gritted his teeth: "No problem!"

"Great!" Ou Yang smiled. "Also, I need a cell phone!"

He carefully described the brand of his phone: "It has to be this brand."

Garrison and Sanova looked at each other: What the hell is this condition?

"Why?" Garrison was very puzzled. "I can give you the latest model of Apple!"

"No, I only want this brand," Ou Yang insisted. "My old phone is lost, and I have to have the same brand to have a chance of getting it back!"

Garrison suddenly realized: "Okay, no problem, I'll find a way!"

"Very good!" Ou Yang was finally satisfied. "Let me tell you about your mission first. I want to make it clear in advance that you must follow my method, otherwise I have the right to refuse."

It’s not that he is pretentious, but sometimes, Lao Mi really doesn’t know how to adapt.

Garrison was hesitant, but Sanova was straightforward: "As long as it's within a reasonable range, yes!"

"Let's start!" Ou Yang said.

Sanova gave Garrison a look, and the latter nodded and said, "We are here for three tasks in total, or to be more precise, four!"

(End of this chapter)