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Chapter 227 100% +58 Chapter 227 That night, after Curtis returned, he held a meeting with the Special Operations.

The meeting lasted three hours and didn't end until late at night.

The next morning, all the rich men were released.

One of the rich people asked, "Why? Didn't you guys in Ceruland always want to expose everything here? "What are you doing now? Are you just leaving?" The rich people were confused.

They were still waiting to be extradited so they could argue with the Cerulandic government about this.

They had decided to let Quinlyn and Ceruland, her hometown, suffer if Quinlyn dared to poison them. But they didn't know what was going on now.

"I know what you're thinking about." Curtis sneered, now refreshed and no longer smoking, "But we're here on our own, not sent here by the authorities.

"So just think I'm just here sightseeing. I'll take a look around and go back." He waved his hand as if he was really leaving.

"Wait a minute." The rich men shouted, rising to their feet, "Aren't you Ceruland soldiers supposed to have the greatest sense of justice? "There are so many people and corpses here. Shouldn't you display the spirit of humanitarianism and help them return home?" It was hard to believe these bastards were still sounding self-righteous.

Curtis turned around and sneered, "Why should I clean up your mess? "Whether you apologize or commit suicide for it, it's your own mess. Clean it up yourselves. We're retreating." The two execution teams in charge of guarding marched away in unison, returning to the beach without hesitation.

One of the rich men said, "No, we can't just let them go.

"If they don't go public, how can we bring Quinlyn to court and make her develop the antidote?" They were shocked that their calculations were wrong. They were caught off guard by Curtis.

At that moment, another team approached.

All of them were dressed in suits, their imposing manner no less impressive than the armed members of the 901 Military Base.

Walking in the middle was Quinlyn.

She was still wearing that baggy goose-yellow down jacket, which made her look tiny. Her eyes were big and round, giving the impression of a doormat.

However, none of these people dared to even breathe in front of her.

1/4 00.10 rin, Apr Chapter 227 100% They would never forget the feeling of euphoria on the second day after the injection, when their silver hair turned black again and their limbs becstrong again. They felt like their aging souls had been touched by the magic hand of God.

They felt like they were back to their prso they indulged in drinking and revelry, squandering their regained youth.

+58 On the morning of the fourth day, after they woke up from their sleep with sudden convulsions, they immediately started to vomit blood.

Doctors and researchers cto examine them and found that a rare virus in their bodies had been activated. But there was no cure in the world.

Their clever minds immediately realized it was Quinlyn's doing. So they sent someone to catch her and tie her up.

Quinlyn said, "Well, it was me.

"The virus is dormant in the potion, and it won't be activated without contact with the human body.

"I will give you the antidote once a month until you die." Quinlyn confessed and then told them their fate.

At that time, nothing could threaten her, including her life.

With no other choice, they hesitated for fear of retaliation.

She ordered them to enter the central control room, turn off the defense system, and manually move the fireworks to fill the ground in the square in order to get the first antidote.

In the end, they were all dead tired.

It was terrifying. They didn't want to be laborers ever again! But Quinlyn wasn't going to let them off the hook.

She ordered, "First, ten laps around the outer ring." The rich men wanted to cry when they heard her mention ten laps around the outer ring.

The outer ring was at least two kilometers long.

But Quinlyn didn't care. If they didn't finish the laps, they wouldn't get next month's antidote.

Life or death, the choice was theirs.

So, valuing their lives above all else, the rich men had no choice but to run. Even the island owner, whose arm had only just recovered, was no exception.

He was disabled so he was forced to push the wheelchair around the outer ring.

Soon, people gathered on the outer track to watch the clumsy figures of these wealthy men.

Sresidents wanted to rush to beat them to vent their anger but were stopped by the trainees who were driving.

Then, one said, "Weapons are not allowed but rotten eggs and vegetable leaves don't count as weapons." Although they were unwilling, everyone knew it was the order of Quinlyn, their lifesaver. They turned around and went back to their homes, coming back with all the rotten food they could find.

Before the rich men even finished one lap, they were already covered in all sorts of rotten things.

2/4 08:16 F, T1 Apr Chapter 227 100% They were so used to the smell of expensive perfthat they couldn't stand the smell of the food and vomited.

But they had to continue running after they vomited.

After ten laps, they felt like they were going to die.

They immediately asked Quinlyn, "Can... can you give us the antidote now?" Before they could catch their breath, they turned to Quinlyn.

Quinlyn shook her head. “I need one more thing.

"In the next three days, you need to make proper arrangements for the victims, including their families.

"Once you have obtained the letters of forgiveness, you will get the antidote." The rich men were taken aback for a moment. "What?" They looked very bad as they thought about the sheer number of people involved.

One of them said, "Quinlyn, don't push your luck.

"There are so many talented people out there. It's only a matter of tbefore we conquer the virus.

"Do you really think you can keep manipulating us like this?" Quinlyn lowered her head to look at them, her dark eyes betraying no emotion.

She said, "I don't consider myself to be the best.

"But I am sure that without the antidote, you will all be dead by next month.

"As for what happens after that, we'll figure it out when the tcomes." Everyone was speechless. Though reluctant to admit it, they knew she was right.

That afternoon, everyone gathered in the lobby of one of the buildings, sitting at tables to negotiate with the victims.

At first, one of them just said, “I apologize, sir, but it's impossible forto kill myself because of your daughter's death.

"Just givea reasonable number.

"How about tens of thousands or hundreds of thousands of dollars?" They still acted arrogantly, ordering the victims around.

It ended after the trainees supervising from behind slapped on the back of their heads.

A trainee said, "I apologize. He's out of his mind.

"There's no limit. Feel free to ask anything." He reminded the victims that if these rich men couldn't get letters of forgiveness, they would die.

It was like the gin the glass room but the tables had turned completely.

The victims, who had been enslaved for a long tand had to breathe carefully all the tremained silent for a while before one of them stood up and slapped the rich man in front of her across the face. Then the crowd went into a frenzy.

08:16 Fri, 11 Apr 0 Chapter 227 100%

The rich men were dragged out and beaten up by the victims. The trainees watched beside them and wouldn't stop them as long as no one would be beaten to death. More than an hour later, after the victims vented their anger, the researchers cforward and gave injections to the seriously injured.

The negotiation continued.

The rich men were depressed. They all sat still with bruised noses and swollen faces. They didn't dare to act arrogantly anymore.

They agreed to all the conditions of the victims.

In the end, almost everyone received five or six million dollars in compensation, which emptied the rich men's pockets. They would have to liquidate sof their stocks after leaving the island, which would significantly reduce their assets. It would be lucky if the stock prices didn't slump, not to mention their business empires. Meanwhile, Quinlyn was on the warship, signing a contract. She promised to donate half of the island's technological power to Ceruland in exchange for the island's permanent closure.

The remaining technology would continue to be studied and developed and Ceruland would be given priority when it cto its application.

Glenn found out about the agreement only after it was signed.

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