Future Phone – Part Two

Hao Zhenhua needs Hao Yunyang to be absolutely safe, so after ten minutes of torture, even a person with the strongest willpower would have thoughts of wanting to die and wishing for suicide. After taking the medicine, it would be like rising from hell to heaven. As long as Hao Yunyang doesn’t do too many things that would anger these people, no one would choose to betray!

Regarding this matter, Hao Zhenhua had already prepared a series of standardized procedures for Hao Yunyang.

Hao Yunyang continued to remain silent, while Hao Zhenhua continued, “There’s another drug preparation list. This is a completely detoxifying medicine. You can administer it to yourself and immediately take it, which can completely eliminate the toxins left by the fire-rising ants.”

“Can’t we not add the fire-rising ants?” Hao Yunyang couldn’t help but ask.

“No,” Hao Zhenhua immediately shook his head: “Although the use of fire-rising ants will leave toxins, it is precisely these toxins that stimulate other ingredients to stimulate the human body. So, once the fire-rising ants are abandoned, the small-level warrior drug cannot be prepared!”

Is it really impossible? This, perhaps only Hao Zhenhua himself knows clearly.

“You can tell those small-level warriors you’ve created,” Hao Zhenhua pondered, weighing his words, and spoke after more than ten seconds: “Just say that the small-level warrior drugs contain strong toxins, but taking medicine every half year can suppress the toxin’s effects. However, the process of preparing this toxin-suppressing medicine is complicated, so it’s impossible to provide large quantities for them to keep on hand for emergencies.”

Hao Zhenhua had made detailed arrangements for the entire operational process and what should be said. Hao Yunyang knew that Hao Zhenhua was ultimately doing this for his own good, but he still felt uncomfortable. After hearing Hao Zhenhua’s words, he casually said a few things and hung up the phone. Hao Yunyang needed to calm down alone.

“Absolute loyalty only exists on television screens!” Sitting in front of the computer, Hao Yunyang’s mind repeatedly recalled the words his son Hao Zhenhua had said to him, a slight bitter smile revealing on his face. He had to admit that his son’s words were correct.

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