New Order Plan

Not far away, several nurses stood outside the service counter, looking inside with lingering fear.

Hearing the commotion outside, some patients curiously peeked out from the door.

Upon seeing this, Jiang Qingshan quickly walked over.

"What's going on?"

"There's...there's a Cataclysm!"

An elderly nurse, her face ashen, pointed to the service desk.

Jiang Qingshan became wary, stepped forward and scanned the area, then his brows relaxed.

I thought it was a big one, but it turned out to be a juvenile.

On the counter, a cactus ball underwent a catastrophe.

The little thing came to life and is constantly reproducing new cactus balls to grow stronger.

It used small balls to form hands, feet, and a head. When it noticed someone watching it, it began to bar its teeth and claws in a show of intimidation.

Its thorns also stretched and contracted, as if it were repeatedly bristling.

Jiang Qingshan raised an eyebrow. "Little thing, you're quite fierce!"

He didn't act immediately, but instead observed his surroundings.

Such natural disasters are common in the quarantine zone, but are considered normal in the development zone.

Needless to say, disaster zones are constantly occurring.

However, in the planned area, the probability of such a natural disaster occurring is already extremely low.

There has only been one reported case this year, and this is the second case.

Jiang Qingshan found it a bit strange.

How could a perfectly good potted plant suddenly suffer a catastrophic accident?

As a detective, his first reaction was to remain skeptical.

According to the learning materials issued by the Disaster Management Agency, there are many reasons why natural disasters occur.

One type is quite special; the appearance of high-energy catastrophic entities may trigger natural disasters.

Although it's only a possibility, there's a chance it might happen.

Jiang Qingshan turned around and asked the nurses if there had been any unusual situations or suspicious persons just now.

However, it was obvious that the group had been distracted during the night shift, as they stammered and couldn't give a coherent explanation.

Jiang Qingshan had no choice but to give up and said to the group, "Everyone, turn around!"

The nurses, puzzled, exchanged glances and obediently did as instructed.

Jiang Qingshan looked around a few times, then glanced at the monitor, before finally jumping onto the table.

He found a suitable angle, opened the front door, took out a water gun, and poured a hot puddle directly onto the catastrophic cactus.

Instantly, the catastrophic cactus convulsed and twisted wildly, seemingly trying to struggle and escape from the flowerpot, but to no avail.

It swelled up and angrily shot several sharp spikes at Little Ginger.

Jiang Qingshan smiled dismissively, simply pulling his coat down a little, and all the spikes were blocked.

The urine quickly corroded the Cataclysmic Cactus, and it withered and died completely in no time.

Jiang Qingshan shook his body, released the last drop of rain, and then slowly zipped up his pants.

With the right methods, even ordinary people can eliminate the larvae of these natural disasters.

If this small potted plant suffers a disaster, a single sip of urine at 36 degrees Celsius can easily kill it.

It's not because of temperature, but because urea and salt will damage the other's fragile root system.

He glanced down at the catastrophic variant, confirmed that it was completely dead, then turned and jumped back to the ground.

He looked up and saw several nurses staring at him in disbelief, their faces flushed and their expressions strange.

Jiang Qingshan coughed twice and said expressionlessly, "They've been eliminated. You guys clean up."

"You...you...don't you have any other way?"

A young nurse said, both embarrassed and angry.

Her workstation was covered in urine, and even if she cleaned it up, she wouldn't want to use it anymore.

The phone, ornaments, paper, and pens all need to be replaced.

No, we have to throw the table away too.

So annoying!

Jiang Qingshan was taken aback for a moment, then said calmly, "Yes, you go up and pee on the Cataclysmic Variant, and I'll stand below and watch."

"You...you big bastard!"

The young nurse's lips trembled instantly, and she wiped her tears on the ground, running away in shame and indignation.

Jiang Qingshan glanced at the others and returned to his ward on his own.

While the larvae are not frightening, once they become adults, only the fittest can deal with them.

Moreover, the growth time of different larvae varies, with some growing in just over ten minutes.

For example, this catastrophic cactus ball can rapidly multiply and grow.

However, fresh urine can quickly cause fatal damage to its root system.

In an emergency, efficiency is key; who cares about anything else?

Several nurses whispered among themselves for a moment, then called over an unsuspecting cleaning staff member to tidy up the service counter.

Half an hour later.

A deliveryman stepped out of the elevator, carrying the food in his hand, and stood in front of the service counter.

"Mr. Jiang Qingshan's takeout."

The deliveryman placed the items on the service counter.

The nurses inside were repeatedly wiping down their workstations with disinfectant alcohol. Hearing the sound, they didn't even look up and said, "Room 48, take it yourself."

The deliveryman didn't say anything, picked up the insulated bag, and turned to leave.

He walked past each house number one by one.

Forty-six...

Forty-seven...

Forty-eight...

He didn't stop, but merely glanced into the room before walking straight to the end and silently turning into the stairwell.

A short while later, he went down to the lobby on the first floor, casually handed the takeout he was holding to the security guard at the door, and left in a carefree manner.

A white SUV was parked on the side of the road outside the hospital.

The deliveryman walked up, looked around, and then quietly got into the passenger seat.

The bus was full of people.

Three in the back row and two in the front row.

The man in the driver's seat had a wasp waist and a broad back; he was tall and muscular, wearing loose sportswear, with a tan complexion and a black mole the size of a coffee bean at the corner of his eye.

He turned to the delivery driver in the passenger seat and asked, "Is it confirmed?"

"Confirmed, the person is in room 48."

"very good."

"Shall we make our move tonight?"

The deliveryman asked cautiously.

Before the man could speak, the person sitting on the left in the back row impatiently interrupted, "Let's do it, boss!"

The person sitting in the middle frowned, his expression timid, and said, "This is the Joint Hospital. If a fight breaks out, reinforcements will arrive quickly, and we won't be able to escape! We'll die! We'll die!"

The man on the left slapped his companion hard across the head: "You're the biggest coward, you're always the one who drags us down."

At this moment, the man on the right grinned maliciously, his eyes darting around, and said in a sinister tone, "Killing someone doesn't necessarily require fists. Can't you use your brain?"

The person sitting to the side glared and snapped, "Spit it out! Stop babbling on and on!"

"Why don't we pretend to be doctors and give that guy a shot of poison?"

The person on the right wasn't angry; he seemed quite confident.

The person in the middle glanced to both sides, then said with a mournful face, "Oh no, oh no, what if we get caught? I'm scared, I don't want to go..."

Snapped!

The hot-tempered guy on the left slapped the man again, yelling, "Coward, you're a disgrace to the boss!"

The deliveryman in the passenger seat felt that the grumpy guy was going too far, so he said a few words to him.

In the driver's seat, the man pinched his brow and growled angrily, "Shut the hell up, all of you!"

Instantly, the car fell silent.

The four of them turned to look at their leader, waiting for his decision.

The man glanced angrily at the rearview mirror, thought for a moment, and then said to the deliveryman, "Second brother, let me tell your fortune."

The deliveryman nodded, took out a set of divination tools from the armrest box, and began to fiddle with them in a serious manner.

A moment later, he said, "Tonight is very unlucky; it's not advisable to shed blood. Tomorrow night will be very auspicious; we can take action then."

"Then tomorrow night!"

The man made a decision.

The three in the back row remained silent for a moment, then the timid boy in the middle asked weakly, "What are we having for dinner tonight?"

The grumpy guy: "Yeah, what do we eat?"

The sly guy on the right: "Yeah, what are we eating?"

The man in the driver's seat rolled his eyes in anger.

Damn it, a bunch of good-for-nothings.

As he started the car, he cursed, "Eat, eat, all you ever do is eat!"

The deliveryman in the passenger seat immediately became unhappy and started to argue back.

Before long, the car was filled with noise.

If you look closely, you'll notice that all five people have the same face.

If you listen to the voices, all five people have the same voice.