Sona will never forget the scene when he first "deals" with these people.

The people who went out to investigate came back and reported that there was a group of strange Chinese people here. The other party had a large number of vehicles and supplies, which was worth a vote.

Sonai was very familiar with China and even stayed in Kunming as a tourist in peacetime for more than half a month. He knew very well that in this chaotic situation, armed crossing the border was no longer as important as before. If it weren't for the fact that there were fewer and fewer materials available, especially medicines, Sonai wouldn't want to provoke the other party at all.

At that time, Sono's subordinates believed that they should attack the Chinese camps and snatch all their belongings.

Fortunately, Sono was not mentally irritated. He thought for a long time and decided to take a trip himself. If possible, he would use food and meat to exchange the supplies he needed from the other party.

Sonai left the village with half of the soldiers. Before they could get close to the Chinese camp mentioned by the investigators, they found themselves surrounded by the other party.

The scene was really terrifying: more than a dozen infantry fighting vehicles surrounded them from different directions, followed by dozens of armored trucks. Six armed helicopters were hovering in the air, and hundreds of armed personnel appeared within the range that could be seen by the naked eye.

Soona, who was scared out of cold sweat, immediately fired out the white flag that had been prepared. After a simple contact, the other party confiscated Soona and others' weapons and escorted him into the camp. There, Soona saw a man who called himself "Flying Kill".

The guy was filled with coldness. There was no doubt that he must have killed more than one person. He did not make things difficult for Sono. After listening to the other party's intentions calmly, he generously satisfied Sono's request for supplies. At the same time, he claimed that he wanted to continue this transaction.

The crowd in the distance has approached. The leader is flying killing.

He is still cold and maintains the cold appearance a killer should have.

Some things can never be transformed. Just like fixed thinking consciousness, the same is true for living habits.

According to Su Hao's plan, he killed the first group of leaders "worker bees" sent to Myanmar to set up settlements. He transported a large amount of construction materials from the country and established a solid stronghold on the periphery of Myitkyina. It is very close to the highway and can control the Chindun River Bridge. Walking along this highway, it is an important city in India, Impal.

Feishou is not a soldier, nor is it a subordinate organization of the 505th Army. Among the entire "bee swarm", this stronghold on the periphery of Myitkyina is still a civilian facility. Its function is only to connect, supplement, maintain and control the effect. Of course, this arrangement is also related to the environment Su Hao was in at that time. He was not a general at that time, nor did he receive the full support of Wang Qinian and Xu Renjie, let alone build a base here.

Because of this, Feisha maintains a friendly attitude towards many Burmese people, including Sona. On the one hand, it is to facilitate the transformation of consciousness, and on the other hand, it is to facilitate the balance of regional situations.

Sono walked forward quickly and held Feisha's hand with great enthusiasm. Despite his eager attitude, he still felt that the man in front of him was a piece of ice. Especially the hand, it was not proportional to the current high temperature of nearly forty degrees.

Feisha is not good at politeness, so he goes straight to the topic: "How many people have you brought this time?"

Sonai immediately replied: "Three hundred and twenty-one, fifty-two more women than men, they are all adult strong laborers."

As he said that, Soui turned around and waved at the soldiers beside him. The soldiers and the men immediately ran behind each truck, pulled the steel bolt, and yelled and scolded everyone in the carriage to drive out.

It was a group of ragged Burmese civilians. Most of them carried boxes and various personal belongings, their eyes were full of confusion and fear of the soldiers. These people gathered in a group next to the convoy, and were escorted by Sona's soldiers with guns and walked slowly over.

Feisha has been operating here for nearly two years and has collected about 70,000 Myanmar refugees. Like Liao Qiu, who is far away in Vietnam, the most alien consciousness transformation was the most difficult in the early stage. With the successful transformation of the first batch of "worker bees" from Burmese, many language and ideological problems gradually faded. Especially the "quasi-worker bees", they have become accustomed to using Chinese communication instead of the Shan national language used by Sona. Although it is a bit awkward, it is enough to make the other party understand the meaning.

Since the establishment of the town, Feisha has devoted almost all his manpower to the crucial task of transforming consciousness. He has no more energy to attract refugees, and can only drive people like Sona to work hard for himself through exchanges. For example, now, the value of more than 300 refugees may be just the capacity of antibiotic injections in a small first aid kit, or fuel such as diesel and gasoline.

Generally speaking, Sonai entrusts his subordinates to the transaction. The reason why he appears here today is entirely because the transaction is of great importance.

According to the agreement between him and Feishou, the use of human exchange for materials can accumulate and calculate the value.

Feisha promised: every time a thousand refugees are transported, you can get a first-level fortification potion from a standard user unit.

Due to the abundant development time and material supply, the member states of the Core Research Group have absolute advantages over other countries in terms of strengthening agent production. Taking China, the United States and Russia as an example, first-order strengthening agents have been popularized to ordinary soldiers, and even the best among wealthy consortiums and civilians is not difficult to obtain. On the contrary, the shortcomings in technology and manufacturing make it impossible for other countries to catch up in a short period of time. Although the Core Research Group has announced the formula for first-order strengthening agents, it still takes time to transform from theory to finished products. Moreover, due to the instinctive alertness between countries, even if the formula is obtained, countries still spend a lot of energy to verify.

Taking Myanmar as an example, the current monthly output of first-order enhancement agents is no more than 500 standard user units. This pitiful number is not even enough for the guards at the New Mandalay base, let alone a role that Sona and others have long been abandoned.

Since the initial implementation of "trade", Sonai has provided up to tens of thousands of Myanmar refugees to fly to kill. As a reward, he received five first-level fortification potions, as well as huge amounts of fuel, medicine, bedding, and various types of daily necessities.

Suo Nai once believed that flying killing required these refugees to engage in mining and other work. Later, it was found that the problem was far from as simple as he imagined. Every once in a while, some residents of the flying killing towns disappeared. Of course, they were definitely not killed as consumables. Suo Nai observed that refugees entering the town could get sufficient food rations, and even lacked clothes. China treated refugees very gently and would not have any things like beating or scolding them at all. Sometimes, even their soldiers were envious of this and took the initiative to become members of the Chinese camp.

Of course, Feisha won't tell Sona the inside story.

As a large number of Myanmar refugees were converted into "worker bees", the conversion of refugees who had newly joined the town became faster. The consciousness conversion gradually stabilized in March last year. Taking 20,000 people per batch as an example, the conversion time required was about three months. Relying on this method, more than 100,000 Myanmar "worker bees" have been "mass-made" by more than 100,000 Myanmar "worker bees" including the initial residents of the town.

Some of these people were transported back to China to participate in the construction of the "Number Honeycomb" and Kunming's "Castle". In addition, about half were sent to the Impal area of ​​India one after another. There, Su Hao sent a "militia division" of the same size as Liao Qiu's troops, responsible for establishing a new base.

Because of repeated transactions, the relationship between Feisha and Sono became close. The types of materials Sono obtained from Feisha continued to increase, and there was no shortage of 9mm assault rifles, high-intensity combat suits, large-caliber single-soldier cannons and other things.

Looking at Sono, whose face was full of flattering smiles, Feisha's cold gaze gradually became gentle.

He patted Sono on the shoulder and said in a very friendly tone: "I'm going to show you a new object this time. I believe you will be interested in it."

Sonai's heart moved and he quickly asked, "Oh what is it?"

Feisha rarely takes the initiative to speak to him. But every time he speaks, it means that there are new materials for exchange. Over the past two years, this has become a tacit understanding between Sono and Feisha.

“A drug that we just put into mass production.”

Feisha watched the changes on Sona's face, his tone was steady and deep: "It's very magical, and the effect is far more than the first-level enhancement potion you take."

A flame of desire suddenly rose in Sono's eyes.

The name of the first-level enhancement potion has long been known to humans as the virus breaks out. In the face of endless imagination, the second-level, third-level, and even higher-level potion has long been deeply rooted in people's thinking core. Especially among the refugees who are not clear about it, there have even been sayings such as "level 99-level enhancement potion". They do not know that this kind of thing does not exist, and they are looking for answers entirely through imagination.

Sono heard the sound of his throat swallowing, and stammered, "Yes, is it a second-level potion?"

A smile flashed in Feisha's eyes, without explaining it, and said lightly: "Come with me and you will soon know the effect of that thing."

As early as half a year ago, Sona was listed as a "convertible" list.

If we had not had to concentrate on solving the logistics supply problem of Su Hao's militia division, Feisha would have long turned Sonai into a "worker bee".

Of course, it's not too late now. Otherwise, Feisha wouldn't come out to greet him in person, but would be treated as usual by others.

The mysterious thing certainly does not refer to the second-level enhancement potion, but the blood of Su Hao who transforms ordinary people into "worker bees".

The "bee swarm" will become larger and larger.

To the south are Vietnam, Myanmar, and India.

Going west, the figures of "worker bees" have appeared in Nepal, Pakistan, and Türkiye. There are even further parts, even reaching Iraq and Egypt.

In the north, outside the borders, Mongolia, Russia, and Kazakhstan have established "hives" of all sizes. Due to geographical and distance, the "hives" in that direction are far smaller than those in the south. The larger ones may be only one or two thousand people, while the smaller ones are often only hundreds, or even dozens of residents.

There are also those who have gone further. Su Hao's tentacles have penetrated into Europe and America. In this process, many "worker bees" died on the road. Those who survived became seeds, taking root and sprouting on that land with completely different language customs and growing vigorously.

After the hustle and bustle of the day, the new Guiyang base city gradually returned to the quietness of the night.

Su Hao sat in the commander's office, raised the electronic screen, and connected the special communication channel of the Academy of Sciences.

The moment the image flashed on the screen, Su Hao clearly saw Ye Ying walking away quickly from Wang Qinian. Despite his quick movements and proper concealment, Su Hao still captured Ye Ying's body was close to the old fat man half a second before, and his behavior was very ambiguous.

"Don't tell me that you can't sleep at night and deliberately chat with me to relieve your boredom."

The fat dean's words were obviously full of and angry, and he was almost roaring at the screen: "Tell me, what are the difficult problems you have encountered? Too fucking hell, why are I always forced to play the role of a psychologist? Boy, what do you think I am? The nurse who cares about the baby? Or the God who will respond to your requests?"

Su Hao was speechless.

He felt like he had done something wrong.

To be precise, the wrong communication time was selected.

Wang Qinian's white coat is more messy than ever, with blurry wet marks on the corners of his mouth.

Yeying doesn't like to apply tinted lip gloss, but as a woman, she always likes to apply a little protective water or oily lipstick. Under the light, the old fat man has such a faint colorless lip mark on the corner of his mouth. If he didn't look closely, no one would notice it. But Su Hao has seen it, and he can see it very clearly.

"Okay, I'm wrong, I should contact you later."

Su Hao smiled calmly, took the initiative in his words towards him, and asked seriously: "Are you planning to just keep having an affair like this? Or do you plan to get married?"

"none of your business----"

The old fat man was almost roaring and almost jumped out of the chair. He waved his fists and pounded the table like the orangutan in the old-time movie "King Kong", and his saliva was sprayed on the screen: "I warn you to change the topic immediately. Otherwise, I will turn against you."

Su Hao certainly wouldn't be so stupid as to stimulate the fat dean on the verge of storm. He then opened the drawer, took out a document with the military seal, and placed it in front of the screen.

“I received this this afternoon.”

Su Hao opened the file, pressed the information transfer button at the same time, and transferred the content of the recorded file over, saying in a calm and calm voice: "I want to hear your opinion on this."

The document is an order issued by the military headquarters. According to the instructions, Su Hao will arrive at the Beijing-1 base before the 27th of this month, and then go to the newly established United Nations headquarters in Nevada, USA with his delegation to participate in this year's biological warfare seminar.

For Su Hao, this kind of thing is not unfamiliar.

In another time and space, he had heard about relevant information about the biological war seminar many times. Similar activities actually began as early as the peace period. However, everything was in a secret state at that time. Except for China, the five core countries of the United States, France, Germany and Russia each sent two exclusive personnel to contact each other. They exchanged information under mutual recognition, and there was no more action. This information contact group was so secret that no senior officials of the United Nations had noticed it for several consecutive terms. After all, its activity funds were allocated entirely by the five core countries, and they were never included in the United Nations budget that year, so there was no way to find its source.

After the outbreak of the virus, all secrets surfaced, and the specific functions of the contact group were further strengthened, and then expanded into a seminar that included all countries on earth and was jointly participated by everyone. The meeting is held on schedule every year. Its core theme is to analyze the weaknesses of mutated organisms based on the process and experience of various countries in the war, so as to seek ways for humans to win.

Yeying appeared on the screen again. She was still wearing a black colonel uniform as usual, gently placed a cup of hot tea on the desk of the fat dean, and then turned away without saying a word. The well-tailed women's suit completely outlined her almost figure. Especially her straight long legs and perky chest were in sharp contrast with Wang Qinian, who was extremely sloppy on the chair.

However, things in the world are so magical. An old and dirty fat old man can actually make such a beautiful woman obey and wait for him for decades. If Su Hao hadn't told the matter out of the last conflict, there would probably be that gap between the two of them.

"This file is fucking weird."

Wang Qinian quickly browsed the content of the document. He took off his reading glasses from the bridge of his nose, held the arm of the chair with his arms, and gently kneaded the middle of his eyes at the top of the bridge of his nose with his fingertips. With a strong nasal sound, he said slowly: "Your feeling is right, there is something wrong with this document itself."

Su Hao sat leisurely, waiting patiently for the follow-up that the old fat man had not finished yet. The reason for disturbing Wang Qinian was because he thought the matter was strange. Sure enough, what he said from the old fat man confirmed Su Hao's guess.

However, the Fatty Dean did not directly answer the questions, but asked in a sarcastic tone: "Tell me, how much do you know about the so-called United Nations Biological Wars Seminar?"

"Almost nothing."

Su Hao shrugged his shoulders, conveyed the relevant information he knew in the future world, and finally added: "I want to get help from you. After all, you are the first group of earthlings to come into contact with higher civilizations."

"You also missed one."

Wang Qinian paused for a few seconds and responded depressedly: "Actually, I am still one of the first initiators of this conference. However, I regret my actions back then."
Chapter completed!