webnovel Chapter 151
Chapter 151
Han Su looked at Superman: “Chris, you have to think clearly. This is not a demand of one hundred and two hundred, not even ten thousand and twenty thousand. This is ten million! Although your body has a strong recovery ability, but It will definitely not be able to support such a large demand for blood.”
Superman Chris does have good self-healing ability.
But his ability is far worse than that of Wolverine. If it was Wolverine, the wound on the arm would have healed long ago, but now Superman’s arm is barely growing a thin layer of flesh covering the bone.
To draw blood to supply 10 million people in a short time, Superman’s self-healing ability is definitely not enough.
Superman didn’t say much, just rolled up his sleeves: “Come on, time is running out.”
Han Su looked at Mara. Mara was in tears. She turned her head away and said, “Come on.”
Han Su immediately ordered the staff from the base to be brought up. While drawing blood, he organized the staff to produce vaccines.
After drawing a large bucket of blood, Chris’s face was already pale. He leaned back in the seat and closed his eyes tightly.
This big bucket of blood is a full fifty liters.
The blood in an ordinary person’s body is only about 4-5 liters in total. Ordinary people will fall into a coma after losing one liter of blood.
After losing two liters, God fell into a deep coma and even died on the spot.
Chris was still fine after being drawn a full 50 liters of blood. This vitality is really strong.
Han Su called out: “Let him take a rest. Quickly bring some milk and food over here.”
Soon someone brought milk and food. Chris drank a large pot of milk and ate a lot of high-calorie and high-nutrition food.
After eating, his complexion improved a little.
“After all, it’s just a counterfeit version of Superman. If it’s the genuine Superman, it can be restored by slamming the sun.”
After resting for ten minutes, Chris said again: “Come on.”
So a new round of blood drawing started again.
This time, another large bucket was pumped, which was another full 50 liters.
Not only was Superman’s face pale, but his lips were also pale. He was reclining on the sofa, his breath was extremely weak.
Han Su nodded, and said to Professor Ma La next to him, “A hundred liters of blood have been drawn, doctor, how many vaccines do you think can be produced with this blood. Is it enough?”
Dr. Mara’s face was as pale as Superman’s. His voice was low and mournful: “Not enough. One hundred liters of blood is only enough to make three million vaccines at most.”
Han Su said: “It’s still so much short of seven million? How can this be done? I’m afraid Chris won’t be able to hold on anymore.”
Superman barely opened his eyes, “It’s okay, I can still hold on, come and smoke.”
“No, absolutely not. If you continue smoking, you will die.” Han Su firmly refused. Said in an unquestionable tone: “I can’t take the initiative to sacrifice a few people to save the majority. This is not justice.”
A scientist behind him reported: “Sir, the first batch of medicine has been filled, a total of 500,000 tubes.”
“Send it to Delhi immediately, use my plane, hurry up.”
“yes.”
Half an hour later, the man came back and reported, “Sir, the three million potions have all been filled. But now there are no raw materials.”
Han Su waved his hand, “Let Chris take a break.”
At this time, the big screen suddenly lit up, and Su Chen’s profile picture appeared on it: “Sir, it’s not good. The epidemic has broken out in Delhi!”
Then Su Chen’s profile picture disappeared, replaced by scenes from the streets of Delhi.
Everyone gasped. It was a hell on earth.
There are large pieces of corpses lying on the street.
The bus has already stopped on the side of the road, and the passengers inside it have long been silent.
In the amusement park, the merry-go-round is still spinning joyfully, unaware of the corpses of children lying under its base.
In the factory, the machines were still working, but the workers were all lying on the ground, dead silent.
Countless people wailed while hugging the dead bodies of their loved ones, and soon turned into the same dead bodies.
The whole of Delhi is like falling into hell.
Everyone’s heart was cold and they felt creepy.
“Quick, pump me!” Superman woke up with tears in his eyes.
Han Su nodded and signaled the staff to go up and draw blood.
Another fifty liters of blood was drawn out.
Chris was on the verge of coma. His face was blue, his lips were pale, and his cheeks sunken like a dead man.
Some people looked unbearable, “I can’t smoke anymore, if I continue smoking, he will die!”
Dr. Mara even bit his lips until he was bleeding.
Superman murmured: “Again… again. II can still… can… persevere. ”
Han Su thought in his heart: “It’s time.”
He grabbed Chris by the shoulder, “Chris, you have reached the limit. Even if you drain all your blood, it is not enough for ten million people in Delhi. I have a way to save your life and save your life.” Save the people of Delhi.”
“Really?” Before Superman could speak, Dr. Mara was so excited that he almost knelt down for Han Su.
“It’s true. I have a method that may enhance Chris’ self-healing ability. However, if this method is to be successful, the conditions required are very strict, and I don’t know if it will work.”
“What harsh conditions, boss, just say it?”
Han Su has been planning for so long, and finally he is about to reveal his purpose: “I need Chris to trust me unconditionally, let go of all his thoughts on me, and not have the slightest doubt.”
Does Chris have any other options?
No.
The lives of 10 million people were like a heavy mountain, weighing on his shoulders, forcing him to make all sacrifices.
“Come on, Mr. Han. You are a good man, I believe in you.”
The favorability that has been swiped all this time finally came in handy, and the good friend card finally showed its effect.
Han Su took out his bronze medal and placed it on top of Chris’s head, “Relax your mind and don’t show any resistance.”
Superman nodded, and slowly closed his eyes.
Han Su was overjoyed, and thought to himself: “System, I want to use the bronze medal to give the target supernatural powers, and the target is Superman Chris.”
A system voice sounded: “The target can be used with all his mind released. Prompt; after using it, the target will become a vassal of the host, with the highest loyalty and never betrayal. Do you want to use the Bronze Medal?”
“use!””
A faint blue light flashed past.
Superman Chris slowly opened his eyes, looking at Han Su with reverence in his eyes:
“gentlemen.”
Han Su laughed loudly, “It’s done!!”.