When he found out that this compound formula was what he needed in the end, Shen Feng felt a deep despair.

The calculations and various experiments involved cannot be completed within forty-eight hours.

The time left for human civilization is really too little.

Even if he has power that is close to a **** in a sense, in front of those indescribable, indescribable beings that are completely beyond the imagination of ordinary humans, he still belongs to "the power of mortals".

Whether or not he made Yamaguchi Sora a brain in a vat and got the virus analysis, everything seemed to be irreversible from the very beginning.

He still had to make the toughest choice.

The beautiful girl avatar of Jingwei on the side looked solemn, took a hot towel and handed it to Shen Feng, saying:

"Shen Feng, there are thirty minutes left."

Shen Feng nodded, took the hot towel, and said, "I know."

Don't give up until the last second.

Put a hot towel on your face, and as the nerves and blood vessels in your eyes are relieved, a deep feeling of exhaustion hits instantly.

He has not rested for two days and two nights in a row, and has been using the tentacles of consciousness at a high intensity, and his energy has been completely exhausted.

Only now is definitely not the time to sleep.

Shen Feng drank a glass of water, took a deep breath, put on the helmet again, and entered the virtual reality space.

In the virus laboratory of the CDC in the capital of the apocalypse of the stone statue, a group of medical elites immediately sighed in relief when they saw Shen Feng appearing, and threw themselves into research and development again.

They have no doubt that the commander has the ability to kill the 800 million infected people, and they are absolutely unwilling to go to this last step in their hearts.

As doctors with a benevolent heart, in the daily rescue work, even if a life slips away from them, it is enough to make these doctors fall into deep despair and pain.

They couldn't imagine how painful it would be for a savior like the commander-in-chief to kill 800 million people with his own hands.

Doing so will definitely destroy the commander directly!

Li Tongchen took a deep breath, clenched his teeth hard, stared, almost clenched his teeth, and kept experimenting with new compounds.

This last compound is easy to say, but it is not the same thing at all when it is really studied.

A huge number of permutations and combinations, even the existing supercomputers need to complete the deduction in units of years, and medical research is not a simple permutation and combination at all, but also virus tests, clinical trials, and so on...

Time, they need the **** time!

Humans need time!

The countdown in the virtual space next to it is like a countdown of death, striking the second hand in everyone's heart.

Shen Feng also continued his research at this time, even though he understood that it was futile, he still did not stop.

No one is qualified to give up hope until the last second.

Including himself!

The same is true of all the medical elites present, including doctors from all over the world who are qualified to conduct research on the evil spirit virus.

They are in a race against time, in a race against death, and they have to do their best to run to the last second!

In addition to continuing research, many Salvation Army physicians also began to think about another thing at this time.

That is, once they usher in the final defeat, and the commander really killed 800 million people, how should they provide spiritual support to the commander so that the commander will not be overwhelmed by this incident, or fall into the abyss?

The commander has given them too much help, and it is time for them to pay back the commander.

It was only at this time that they found out more desperately that they had no clues about the existence of the commander.

I don't know who this mysterious game developer is, where he came from, how he came from, and how he will be affected.

click...

The second hand moved to the twelve o'clock position again.

Five minutes left.

Just five more laps and one of the worst outcomes is on the horizon.

Li Tongchen took a deep breath, put down the device in his hand, walked in front of Shen Feng in the virtual reality space, and said word by word:

"Commander, if I were you, I would do the same. What you do is also what I do."

Shen Feng's virtual reality image raised his head and looked at the old doctor who had completely removed his disguise in front of him. He looked into the eyes of the other party, and instantly understood what he meant.

The other party wanted to assuage his guilt.

Shen Feng nodded, and just as he was about to say something, Israeli virologist Yuval also walked quickly to Shen Feng and said solemnly:

"Commander, if your hands are stained with blood, the blood is also stained by us. If you want to be responsible, it should be ours first. If you need me to kill, I will use a scalpel to kill. Cut the man's throat."

Four minutes.

"Commander, if you need me to do anything, I only need a word from you."

"Commander, the Salvation Army advances and retreats with you, what you do is what we do!"

"In my heart, you are the embodiment of human will, and everything you do is the embodiment of human will!"

"Commander..."

Many doctors stopped their work and shouted to Shen Feng.

As doctors, they really understand the psychological impact of killing 800 million people.

Even the commander-in-chief would definitely be unable to bear such a powerful and terrifying sense of guilt.

Precisely because they felt the commander's sense of responsibility for human civilization, they also knew more that he was likely to have a strong sense of guilt.

They want to bear this mental burden together with the commander!

three minutes.

Shen Feng smiled slightly, the feeling of heaviness from before has been relieved a lot, and said:

"Everyone, I understand what everyone means, thank you everyone... It's not even the last second, we shouldn't give up lightly, please continue the research in hand."

Everyone nodded, and at this time forcibly gathered the frantic thoughts in their hearts, and once again focused their attention and immersed themselves in the research work.

two minutes.

Shen Feng had regained his composure at this time, and temporarily used his silicon-based brain to take over most of his thinking in order to achieve absolute sanity.

At the end of the day, the research on the evil spirit virus is only a psychological comfort, and has no practical significance.

One minute.

Everyone looked up at the commander-in-chief wrapped in the mist, with a thousand thoughts in their hearts.

They knew that the last moment was coming.

Shen Feng also raised his head and glanced at everyone, ready to leave the virtual reality space and return to the real world to implement the epidemic prevention plan.

Among the potentially infected people he wants to kill, there are also many soldiers of the Salvation Army.

It's all about to start.

A massacre of unprecedented scale in human history ~lightnovelpub.net~ for hope.

Twenty seconds.

Shen Feng took off his virtual reality helmet, his conscious tentacles protruded, ready to sink into cyberspace and send out a signal to wake up the gray tide network buried all over the world.

ten seconds.

Suddenly, a sudden weak signal suddenly flashed, and it seemed to have a signal transmission with Shen Feng's virtual reality helmet.

Shen Feng frowned and ignored it, his consciousness continued to sink.

about to start.

At this moment, Jingwei's voice suddenly came from his consciousness:

"Shen Feng! Quick! Look! This is... this is an ingredient formula! A chemical formula that suddenly appeared! An ingredient formula! Humanity is saved! I don't have to spend the rest of my life with depressed patients!"