The boss has no descendants, but he encounters four smaller versions of himself

This is the eighteenth day since Su Yisui was kidnapped.

A major event occurred in country Y a little over a month ago.

Due to sanitation problems, almost everyone in country Y is infected with a deadly bacterium called NHP.

The threat of NHP spreading rapidly has reached the point where the nation is on the verge of collapse.

At the time, Su Yisui was the youngest medical research doctor at a world-class university. Upon learning of this strange disease in Country Y, he immediately established a research group and led the team to overcome the deadly NHP bacterial infection that broke out in Country Y.

However, just as he was flying to Country Y as an international medical aid representative with the first batch of life-saving medicines, his convoy was ambushed 200 kilometers from the capital of Country Y.

When he woke up again, he had been kidnapped and taken to this dark and gloomy basement.

During those eighteen days, Su Yisui used every method he could think of: reasoning, negotiating, and even forcibly escaping.

But it was no use; they all failed.

Su Yisui had no idea what the outside world was like.

Has the epidemic in Country Y been brought under control?

Did his team continue to push forward the production and distribution of antibiotic-resistant drugs?

Is the international community looking for him? Are Daddy, Mommy, and his brothers... frantic with worry?

In the corner of the basement, there was a simple plastic bucket, which served as his "toilet."

It is cleaned once a day when meals are delivered.

There are no windows here; the only exit is the iron gate overhead.

The iron gate was very thick, and the lock was an old-fashioned padlock that could be locked from the outside and absolutely could not be opened from the inside.

The kidnappers come twice a day, once in the morning and once in the evening, at the same fixed times: around 7 a.m. and around 7 p.m.

Two people would come each time, one carrying food and water, and the other holding a gun and on guard.

Su Yisui tried to escape while delivering food, but the other party immediately pressed the muzzle of a gun to his forehead. After failing on his third attempt, he gave up the idea of ​​escaping by force.

But he couldn't give up.

There are tens of thousands of people waiting for medicine to save their lives, and countless families waiting for hope.

He can't stay here; he has to get out.

We must use his antibodies to save those who need saving.

The only way is to persuade his kidnappers.

On the night of the eighteenth day, the iron door to the basement opened once again.

The two people who brought him food were the same ones who were already very familiar to Su Yisui: the tall Karl and the short Leo, who had been the two people who had been mainly responsible for guarding him for the past eighteen days.

Carl was over 1.9 meters tall, like a moving wall, and always had a cold expression on his face.

Leo was the opposite; he was less than 1.7 meters tall, but had a cunning look in his eyes.

Seeing them come in, Su Yisui stood up from the corner.

He spoke first, "Can we continue our conversation today? If you're willing to let me out, I can give you the formula. The only condition is that after you take the formula, you must use it to save as many people as possible."

Karl didn't say anything, he just leaned against the wall with his arms crossed, like a statue.

Leo laughed, a laugh full of sarcasm: "Little doctor, don't you understand? We don't care about your formula at all."

Su Yisui: "Then what do you care about?"

“What we care about is…” Leo drawled, taking two steps, “you as a person, or rather, what you did.”

He stopped and stared at Su Yisui: "Do you know what will happen if your new antibody is actually put into large-scale use?"