My whole family is involved in diplomacy, so you dare to flex your muscles?

When Gu Yun's instructions appeared on the big screen, the entire audience erupted in uproar.

Scott was the first to laugh, a blatant, contemptuous sneer.

"I knew it! I knew you only knew this one trick!" He pointed at Gu Yun, as if boasting about the success of his prediction.

"Besides locking them up, what other options do you have? This is the 21st century, not the Middle Ages!"

Professor Hamilton also shook his head on the judging panel, his face full of disappointment.

"This is too brutal, too unscientific. How much economic loss will this cause? How much humanitarian disaster will it trigger?"

Mr. Gu, you clearly lack the foresight and decisiveness expected of a decision-maker.

Pierre shrugged and, with his characteristic French elegance, said sarcastically, "Oh, poor Chinese people."

For a time, the entire Western camp regarded Gu Yun's decision as a joke, a perfect example to prove the superiority of their system.

In their view, this is the most foolish, inefficient, and inhumane approach.

However, Gu Yun completely ignored these taunts.

His fingers flew across the console, issuing one command after another with calm and speed.

[Directive 2: Mass nucleic acid testing initiated! The first round of screening, conducted on a community-by-community basis, will be completed within three days!]

[Directive 3: Resource allocation activated! Urgently mobilize medical personnel, engineers, and massive amounts of medical supplies from across the country to support the epidemic area!]

[Order Four: Infrastructure Powerhouse, Initiate! Within ten days, construct two temporary hospitals with 4000 beds each in the epidemic area, specifically for treating critically ill patients!]

[Directive 5: Community Mobilization, Initiated! Organize volunteer teams at the street and community levels, establish grid-based management, and ensure the supply of basic living materials for residents within the lockdown area!]

……

One, two, three...

When Gu Yun's series of commands, which could be described as "abnormal," appeared on the big screen, the smiles on the faces of Scott and the others who had just been mocking him gradually froze.

They... couldn't understand it.

This is no longer a simple "sealing of the crown".

This is a terrifying capacity for social mobilization that they have never seen before, that is beyond their imagination!

Mass testing? How is that even possible? What about organizational capacity? What about manpower? What about test kits?

Resources mobilized nationwide? Medical staff transferred on a whim? What will happen to their original hospitals?

Building a hospital? Do you think it's like building with blocks? Design, construction, plumbing and electrical work, medical equipment installation...

Ten days? Even God couldn't do that!

"This...this is cheating!" Greta, the girl who advocated for "herd immunity," was the first to scream.

"The simulation system is malfunctioning! This doesn't make sense in reality! No country could mobilize to this extent!"

Professor Hamilton also frowned. He pulled up the background data and glanced at it, then his expression turned very strange.

"No... the system isn't malfunctioning," he muttered to himself. "Based on the system's modeling and analysis of China's 'national mobilization system,' theoretically, they could indeed... do it."

"Impossible!" Scott couldn't accept this fact. "Even if they could do it, what about the economy? What will happen to their economy?"

With such a large-scale lockdown and resource mobilization, their economic indicators are bound to collapse!

He hurriedly looked at the data panel on the big screen.

Sure enough, after Gu Yun issued a series of instructions, the economic index representing China plummeted like a waterfall!

-5%, -10%, -15%...

In just a few simulation days, China's economic indicators plummeted by 20%!

In contrast, the United States and European countries, without adopting strict control measures, have maintained normal social life and economic activities, and their economic indicators remain stable, with some even showing slight growth.

"See that?!" Scott shouted as if grasping at a straw, "This is the price of dictatorship! Sacrificing the economy and people's livelihoods for a vague goal of zeroing out!"

Gu Yun, you are destroying your country!

Gu Yun finally raised his head. He glanced at the bright red, plummeting economic index on his screen, and then at Scott's face, which was flushed with excitement.

He said calmly, "Scott, you're looking at the economic indicators."

"And I'm looking at the death toll."

Everyone instinctively turned their gaze to the other end of the data panel—the cumulative death toll in each country.

The United States: 1258 people.

The United Kingdom of New Zealand: 897 people.

……

China: 13 people.

On the 15th day of the simulation, while the death toll in Western countries had climbed to three or even four digits, the death toll in China, after an initial brief rise, was almost firmly suppressed and maintained at an extremely low level.

On the world map, in the United States and Europe, red infected areas are spreading wildly like wildfire.

On the map of China, the initial red epidemic area did not expand. Instead, due to strict lockdowns, it became like an isolated island surrounded by an iron wall, firmly locked in place.

The contrast between the waxing and waning of the two is striking.

In the studio, the audience who had been laughing at Gu Yun just moments before gradually stopped laughing.

Although they couldn't understand the complicated instructions, they could understand the cold, constantly fluctuating death numbers.

"Don't worry!" Scott persisted, "This is just the beginning! The virus's mortality rate isn't too high, and most people recover on their own! As long as we hold on until the peak, everything will be fine! Besides, our vaccine is almost ready!"

As he spoke, he issued a new command on his console.

[Press conference: The president recommended a highly promising treatment to the nation—injecting disinfectant—and urged the public to remain optimistic and have faith in the medical miracles of the United States.]

The moment the command was given, the entire room fell silent.

Everyone looked at Scott as if he were an idiot.

Even Pierre and Charles, who were next to him, subconsciously moved to the side, wanting to get away from this madman.

[Holy crap! What am I seeing? Injecting disinfectant? Has Scott really gone mad? This is a simulation, not a contest of who's the most brain-dead!]

Art imitates reality! I get it, Scott is paying homage to their president, the "King of Knowledge"! That's such a clever move!

[Gu Ge must be speechless after seeing this command. Is there even a need to compete? The opponent has practically committed suicide; how can they possibly lose?]

[I declare that the Best Comedy Performance Award at this year's "Young Global Diplomats" competition belongs to Scott!]

Gu Yun was truly speechless.

He looked at Scott's utterly stupid instruction and didn't even bother to mock it.

He simply shook his head, then looked at the economic index on his screen, which had begun to slowly recover, and the death toll, which had almost stopped rising, and said something under his breath.

"The economy can be restarted."

"But life cannot."