"I heard from Triumph City that they expect more than five million survivors to pour in from the direction of the Whirlpool Sea. The frequency is about 40,000 to 50,000 people per day... It has not reached the peak yet."

Ye Shi shook his head and said.

"It's hard to understand... What's the benefit of them doing this? Stab themselves? Is that Tyr crazy?"

Jiang Xuezhou said with a solemn expression.

"I don't know if they are crazy or not... but they obviously have no regard for the life and death of other Willant people."

Due to her outstanding performance in Borneo Province, she was promoted to a C-level researcher not long ago. She is no longer the little D-level researcher who followed her mentor all day long.

After becoming a C-level researcher, she not only gained the authority to promote researchers, but also had her own laboratory and a research ship allocated by the Research Department.

Responding to Triumph City's request for help and cooperating with researchers dispatched by the Alliance Biological Research Institute to solve the virus called 'death agent' was the first task she received after becoming a C-level researcher.

Strictly speaking, it is not appropriate for a C-level researcher to take on such a big task, but because her supervisor has a greater say in external affairs and intends to promote her, this job came to her.

But to be honest, Jiang Xuezhou hoped that her mentor could send someone more reliable over this matter where human life was at stake.

Or at least send a professional counterpart!

However, the dispatch order had already been issued. Even if she panicked, she could only bite the bullet and go ahead.

Fortunately, the alliance's biotechnology is not inferior to that of the academy, so she shouldn't have much of a problem if she paddles a little bit.

"If you want to win, you have to be more ruthless to yourself than to others... I guess what Tyr thinks. According to our... intelligence from the alliance, the killing agent is an indiscriminate strike weapon. Others say it is Vaillant.

People, even awakened ones, are still likely to be infected, it’s just a question of the probability.”

Walking behind Jiang Xuezhou, Chen Yutong gently shook the hair falling on his shoulders and continued in a capable tone.

"Instead of analyzing how our enemies plan to scare us, I would suggest that we start working quickly...for example, to screen out patients from the population to prevent the virus from spreading further."

As she spoke, her eyes fell on the group of soldiers not far away.

Although the soldiers wore protective clothing, it was obviously unrealistic to expect them to distinguish between patients.

Fortunately, the alliance has been following clues about the "death agent". It even focused on this thing as early as its experimental strain first appeared in Borneo, and obtained all the testing reagents needed to screen patients.

Out.

If this invisible war can be compared to a race, then they have already won the first battle.

However, despite saying this, Jiang Xuezhou still had a trace of sadness on his face and whispered.

"... But the problem now is that we only have 10,000 reagents on hand, and there are tens of thousands of people at this isolation point alone, and nearly 50,000 new refugees are pouring in every day."

As soon as she finished speaking, Ye Shi, who was standing aside, spoke without thinking.

"This is easy to handle. First, divide the refugees according to the batches that come ashore, and number them according to the specifications of one thousand people per group, one hundred people per group, and ten people per group. Try to group those with family relationships together, and then make a group of thousands."

Screening at the level of 1,000 people carrying the virus, then screening at the 100-person level for the 1,000-person team carrying the virus, and finally at the 10-person level, and finally down to the individual."

"Theoretically, a maximum of four tests can be used to identify those infected with the 'death agent' from the population."

"Deadly agents" need a medium for transmission, and the activity trajectories of these "deadly agent" carriers are likely to be similar at a macro level, so the sick people will be concentrated in a probability perspective.

That is, based on the landing time and location, they are densely distributed in several limited sample intervals.

According to this testing method, 10,000 refugees may not even be able to use 200 testing reagents. The 10,000 reagents they brought this time are completely sufficient.

As for the subsequent influx of refugees, just a few more batches will be shipped over from the Alliance.

Ye Shi suddenly had the illusion that he was playing Plague Company.

After hearing his suggestion, Jiang Xuezhou was stunned for a few seconds, and his eyes gradually glowed.

"Amazing……"

Hearing this exaggerated compliment, Ye Shi almost choked on his own saliva and coughed dryly.

"Don't be like this...Isn't this just a group test? It's not difficult. You can definitely figure it out if you take some time."

I heard that this method is quite common in science and engineering laboratories. He didn't believe that this guy didn't know about it. At most, he didn't think of it for a while.

In contrast, he has an even more outrageous idea, but that's not necessary.

Jiang Xuezhou's face turned red involuntarily and he said embarrassedly.

"I...I'm not working in that direction, I'm studying machinery and AI."

Ye Shi couldn't help but hold his forehead.

"...Then why did the academy send you here?"

Jiang Xuezhou's eyebrows twitched slightly: "I, how did I know? I didn't apply for it on my own initiative!"

Chen Yutong looked at the two people bickering and joked.

"Okay, you two have a separate occasion for flirting. Now is not the time for joking. Just follow what little brother Ye Shi said, group testing... it's time to get to work."

Flirting?

What kind of flirting is this!

Jiang Xuezhou's face turned red and he wanted to explain, but Ye Shi expressed his dissatisfaction first.

"What do you mean by little brother? Bah, I'm not young anymore, okay? I'm an adult already!"

As we all know, "Wasteland OL" is an R18 game, and minors cannot even touch a helmet.

"Really?" Chen Yutong glanced at him with a smile, then glanced at Xuezhou whose face turned into a lantern, and dropped an intriguing sentence, "Then just treat it like this."

…

Just when Ye Shi was trying to prove to a certain girl that he was actually not young, the battlefield brother far away in the Glory Academy of Triumph City was scheming with a centenarian old man.

To be honest, when Lei Ze said the words "please declare war on the Southern Army", the warlord just barely agreed without hesitation and blurted out the words "ok".

In fact, if it were him in the past, he would definitely choose this without hesitation.

After all, he is a pangolin.

Isn’t that what pangolins do?

But it only took a moment for him to wake up suddenly.

Knowing that Triumph City had closed its borders, the senior officials of the Southern Army could not have imagined the consequences of mobilizing the Wilantes to go to Triumph City to attend the funeral of Marshal Julius.

They have long been prepared to break with Triumph City, and even wish that Triumph City would take the initiative to provoke this conflict!

This is actually not difficult to understand. The relationship between the Southern Legion and the City of Triumph is thicker than water. This blood and spiritual bond is even stronger than the Federation of the New World and the Empire of the Far East.

So much so that even though the City of Triumph had abandoned the name Legion, the City of Avente still did not abandon it, but continued to use the banner of the Legion of the South.

It is precisely because of this bond that maintains the two sides that there are serious differences between the top management and the grassroots of the Southern Legion on the issue of Triumph City.

If the top brass of the Southern Legion took the initiative to declare war on Triumph City, there would be no doubt about the final outcome. Almost half of the soldiers would defect, and the remaining half would certainly not be able to take action.

But the reverse is not necessarily true.

If the "betrayer" was the City of Triumph, the senior leaders of the Southern Legion would have every reason to mobilize the grassroots soldiers, turn their consternation into hatred, and march towards the City of Triumph in the name of bringing order to the chaos.

Once the war machine is started, as long as the troops of Triumph City are contained, the "death agent" will definitely penetrate the walls of Triumph City, thus in turn promoting the plans of the Southern Army.

Developing to the point of war may not be an option in the Southern Legion's plan, but it is obvious that they anticipated that Triumph City might react this way, and considered this situation acceptable.

After all, after the virus shows its power, this war between the same brothers will naturally be interrupted, and then the public opinion of both sides will turn in the direction of complete xenophobia as the "plague against the Weirant people continues to spread"...

It only took a few minutes for the battlefield atmosphere team to figure out their ideas.

He casually glanced at Lei Ze who was crushing the armrest of the chair, and said "MMP" to himself.

The acting was weird.

This old man definitely knows that declaring war at this time is definitely not a good idea.

In fact, if you think about it, this old man has lived for 172 years, what kind of storms and waves has he not seen?

Even he himself was carried out by Marshal Julius from a laboratory full of dead people.

This kind of person won't be angry, and if he was, he wouldn't wait until now.

There is only one possibility——

This old man is testing himself!

Taking a deep breath, the battlefield atmosphere team said in a deep voice.

"It's not time to declare war yet... The top priority is to save people. Saving people is the most important thing."

"Just saving people?" Lei Ze frowned and said in a deep voice, "With all due respect, your kindness will only be seen as weakness by them. This beast has already bitten its teeth into our flesh.

Only by cutting off its head with a sword can we make it stop biting us."

"This is not weakness, but calmness," the battlefield atmosphere team looked at the old man seriously and said in a calm tone, "Commander Lei Ze, do you have a sword that can cut off the head of this beast?"

Lei Ze didn't answer, just stared at him intently.

"I tentatively think you are not recovered," the battlefield atmosphere team continued, "It is precisely because the teeth of the beast have bitten on our arms that we should be calmer. We don't have that sword, and taking action rashly will only be wasted.

Our strength allows the beast to expand our wounds in the struggle with us, and then gain the upper hand."

"Then what do you think we should do?" Lei Ze sat back on his chair, looking at him with a sinking expression, waiting for his answer.
To be continued...