Whoosh...

The B-type influenza bacteria spread out into the air.

Shen Qiang, sitting cross-legged on the bed, clearly sensed these dispersing bacteria.

They were like a light fog, centering around Shen Qiang and stopping after expanding to a distance of about fifteen meters.

After that, as if imprisoned, they did not spread further, even when the wind blew.

What's more, Shen Qiang was delighted to discover that within the cylindrical range with a radius of fifteen meters and a diameter of thirty meters centered on himself,

all details became incredibly clear.

The man next door was fervently tilling on his wife, their child asleep beside them; in another room not too far away, a young man wearing only boxer shorts was sitting in front of a computer playing games.

No color.

No sound.

But these scattered bacteria perfectly reflected everything around them back into Shen Qiang's mind.

It was just like radar.

Furthermore, Shen Qiang joyfully discovered that these bacteria would not infect people willy-nilly like ordinary bacteria; they would only infect through the respiratory system and mouth when Shen Qiang issued a command.

Beyond this, what truly shocked Shen Qiang was that while the Plague Source promoted a rampant evolution amongst the bacteria, it also imposed equally fatal shackles on them.

That was the antibody.

Previously, when the B-type influenza bacteria evolved rapidly, Shen Qiang only noticed that every time the bacteria reached a new stage, they would leave a sample in the leaves.

However, he failed to notice that the reason samples were separated was that within the leaves of the Plague Source, there lay a thin layer of antibodies from the same strain of bacteria.

These antibodies were scarce.

If one wasn't paying attention, one might think they were just part of the components of the Plague Source's leaves.

But now, Shen Qiang, who had found the antibodies, realized crystal clear that no matter how terrifying the bacteria evolved, as long as he had the Plague Source in his hands,

he could control all those bacteria.

They were like well-trained soldiers,

completely obeying Shen Qiang's commands.

Even if the bacteria had covered someone's entire body, without Shen Qiang's orders, that person would not fall ill.

But if Shen Qiang were to become angry, those bacteria would instantly invade to infect the body.

However, the B-type influenza virus has an innate defect, which is that it has a relatively weak ability to infect and spread. After calculation, if relying only on these B-type influenza bacteria to kill an opponent, it would be a difficult task.

Even though they have evolved to a very high level, and ordinary anti-influenza medication can no longer target them, their innate deficiencies still mean that in the absence of treatment, it would take at least forty-eight hours for the infected person to die.

In the meantime, if they choose to seek medical attention,

then given the unchanged nuclear core of the B-type influenza bacteria, the chances of being cured are very, very high.

After all, B-type influenza is B-type influenza, no matter how much it has evolved, it is still B-type influenza.

But once the Plague Source acquires more potent bacteria,

the situation would be completely different.

Dreadful diseases like the A-type influenza, SARS, plague, cholera, and even AIDS!

If Shen Qiang had these samples,

he would become overwhelmingly powerful.

It will indeed be as the Medical Saint said; the destruction of a city with a flick of the fingers is nothing more than a thought in the heart.

"Can you consume other bacteria as well?" Slowly retracting the dispersed bacteria, Shen Qiang asked expectantly.

The Plague Source, shaking its three leaves, conveyed emotions to Shen Qiang in a babbling manner.

"I can only do so after growing more leaves."

Such a situation left Shen Qiang somewhat disappointed, but then, looking at the base of the leaves where buds seemed to sprout like branches, his heart filled with anticipation again. He believed it wouldn't be long before, with the growth of the Plague Source,

Shen Qiang would surely have more bacteria at his disposal.

"Master's True Qi has been consumed too much. Could Qingxuan help Master cultivate energy?"

Aroused by Qingxuan, Shen Qiang immediately remembered the previous events.

If it hadn't been for excessive consumption of True Qi, Shen Qiang, who had jumped down from the third floor of the villa with the little girl, wouldn't have left in such a hurry.

In terms of Cultivation, Shen Qiang had already entered the Spiritual Movement Stage.

The amount of True Qi was a whole generation beyond before.

In theory, whether it was fighting or surgery, Shen Qiang's abilities had undoubtedly become stronger.

But the reality was that not only when using Wind Walk, Precision, and Power did he need the support of True Qi, but even employing the Plague Source also consumed a large amount of True Qi.

This portion of True Qi would be absorbed by the roots of the Plague Source, then transformed into a kind of power that Shen Qiang still didn't fully understand, which then dispersed the bacteria of the Plague Source.

From the perspective of True Qi consumption, the True Energy needed by the Plague Source was less than that for Wind Walk, Precision, and Power.

About only a third of their consumption.

However, to ensure that the bacteria of the Plague Source successfully infected everyone within range, it took more time to maintain, so it was unclear which actually consumed more True Qi.

There was no accurate way to measure it.

It could only be determined based on the situation at the time.

But regardless, with the aid of the Plague Source, Shen Qiang was now much stronger than ordinary Cultivators in the usual sense.

Because...

He could control diseases!

"You've been helping me with my Cultivation all these days; it's been tough on you, so I'll do it myself," refusing Qingxuan's kind offer,

Shen Qiang cultivated on his own.

Watching Shen Qiang cultivate earnestly, Qingxuan's pretty face turned red for no reason, and after her lips moved slightly, she still retracted the words that had reached her lips. After all, the matter of Dual Cultivation was not something a girl could easily bring up.

The next day came in the blink of an eye.

Shen Qiang, having cultivated all night, was full of spirit.

He went to the flea market early but found nothing. After eating something simple, he took the bus to the hospital.

On the way, two men sitting next to him were looking at the news in their WeChat Moments on their phones.

"The human trafficker gang was annihilated; the police rescued seventeen abducted girls and sixteen boys, with the boys all being crippled by the gang. Some of the girls were subjected to inhuman torture and sexual abuse. The police are currently pursuing the suspects..."

Looking at the news report on the phone, a man said angrily, "Good riddance! I give my thumbs up to this hero!"

The other passengers around also said,

"These bastards finally got what they deserved. They should be killed!"

Shen Qiang, slightly astonished, interjected, "Don't you think the person who did this should be arrested?"

"Are you fucking stupid?" A young man sitting by with anger on his face said fiercely, "No matter who did it, he was ridding us of a scum. If I were the leader, I wouldn't arrest him; I'd give him a medal of honor!"

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