All Chapters of The Trillionaire Son-in-Law: God-Level Choice System
: Chapter 81
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First Time
"Breathe for me."Chase Lu issued the command. His voice held a rare, raw desperation.The seven year old girl in his arms did not obey. She convulsed against his chest. A thick spray of dark blood coated the lapel of his black suit. Her skin burned with an unnatural fever.Chase pressed two fingers against her small neck. He searched for a pulse.The rhythmic thud under her skin slowed. It fluttered like a dying bird. Then it stopped.Chase knelt on the marble floor of the main triage ward. He held the lifeless body close. The brutal reality of the attack crushed the air from his lungs.He possessed ten billion dollars in offshore accounts. He owned the largest military bank in the Northern District. He commanded a private security army.None of his wealth could buy this child another heartbeat. Money was useless against death.Chase laid the girl gently onto a folding metal cot. He pulled a crisp white hospital sheet over her face.He stood up. He turned to his ultimate wea
Locked In
"Hold him down and get the intubation tube right now!"Dr. Evans screamed the medical order across the crowded floor of Ward C. His crisp white coat was completely drenched in fresh dark blood.It was exactly three days after the grand opening of the Titanium Charity Hospital. The initial logistical nightmare was fully solved. Victoria Qin had streamlined the massive supply chains perfectly. The former casino was operating like a flawless medical machine.But a new, entirely unnatural nightmare had just begun.A young factory worker thrashed violently on the metal cot. He coughed up thick clumps of coagulated blood. His skin was not pale from blood loss. It was a terrifying, unnaturally bright shade of red. It looked like a severe chemical burn spreading rapidly from the inside out.The young man convulsed violently against the restraints. A triage nurse rushed forward with a sterile syringe full of powerful sedatives.Before she could administer the injection, the nurse gasped
Bleeding
"This gas is a decoy."Chase dropped the fourth hazmat saboteur onto the concrete floor of the basement control room. The brief engagement lasted three seconds. He stepped over the unconscious men and inspected the pressurized steel canisters.He ripped the main valve off the nearest tank. A thick cloud of red aerosol hissed into the room."Chase, get away from that!" Bella yelled from the doorway. She pressed the flimsy surgical mask tight against her face. Her eyes were wide with fear.Chase did not move. He breathed the red smoke deep into his lungs. He felt a mild itch in his throat. It was a harmless chemical irritant designed to cause mass panic and mask the real threat."System," Chase commanded silently. "Activate Investigation Eye."The blue grid overlaid his vision. He filtered out the structural schematics and focused solely on biological anomalies. He scanned the hospital infrastructure.The lethal red pathogen trails did not originate in the ventilation shafts. The
A Different War
"Isolate the sequence. Synthesize an antigen now."Chase slammed the heavy glass vial onto the stainless steel triage tray. His white tuxedo was soaked with freezing rain and dark blood. The crimson fever burned a jagged path up his neck.He had dragged himself down thirty flights of concrete stairs. Dr. Evans grabbed the vial with trembling, gloved hands. "I will get this to the basement centrifuge."Chase nodded. He tried to take another step toward the administrative desk.His legs refused to obey. The viral load he absorbed on the roof mixed with his drained internal energy. His Iron Body immunity buckled under the sustained biological assault.His vision tilted violently. The chaotic noise of the emergency lobby faded into a dull, rushing static.Chase dropped to his knees. The cold marble floor rushed up to meet him. He collapsed.Chase opened his eyes. The world swam in a hazy, red tinted blur.He lay on a narrow metal cot in the center of the Level Four isolation war
Throw another one
"Burn the building to the ground!"A heavy red brick smashed against the reinforced glass of the main hospital entrance. A spiderweb of deep cracks fractured the thick pane.Thousands of furious citizens swarmed the pedestrian plaza. They carried makeshift torches, heavy rocks, and iron pipes. The freezing rain did not extinguish their rage. It only fueled the chaos.The CDC had locked the exterior gates. The local news had poisoned the city. Vincent Fang had successfully transformed Chase Lu from a savior into a butcher.Bella sat alone in the dark administrative office. She stared at the glowing wall monitors."The Titanium Death Camp," a polished news anchor announced on the television screen. "Billionaire Chase Lu lured the poorest citizens of North City into a lethal chemical testing facility. The death toll is rising by the minute."She watched the news ticker scroll across the bottom of the screen. The headlines demanded federal investigations and criminal trials. Vincent
Antidote
"What is the system diagnostic status?"Chase forced the words past his cracked lips. He opened his glowing golden eyes. The harsh red tint of the fever still clouded his vision.Victoria Qin stood over the metal cot. She held a cold damp towel. She had not left his side."You have been unconscious for thirty minutes," Victoria answered. Her voice lacked its usual sharp edge. She sounded deeply fatigued. "The mortality rate in the lower wards is spiking. We are running out of body bags."Chase ignored the agonizing pain in his joints. He sat up on the edge of the mattress."System," Chase commanded silently. "Status report on the synthetic mutation."A translucent blue interface flickered into existence.[System Alert. Pathogen Analysis Complete: 30 Percent. Estimated Time Remaining: 50 Hours.]Chase dismissed the blue grid. The digital crutch was useless. If he waited two days, he would be the ruler of a massive graveyard."Bring me the raw pathogen sample," Chase ordered. H
Is he human?
"We have one single vial. We have ten thousand dying patients."Victoria Qin stated the brutal math. She stared at the glowing blue liquid resting in Chase Lu's hand.Chase leaned heavily against the stainless steel table in the Level Four isolation ward. His fever still raged. The antidote in his palm represented a sliver of hope, but manual injection would take weeks. The mortality rate demanded a solution in minutes."We do not inject it," Chase said. He pushed himself off the cold metal table. "We let them breathe it."Victoria processed his words. Her dark eyes widened as the logistical solution clicked into place."The central ventilation humidifier," Victoria identified the target. "The HVAC system pumps vaporized water into the ward air supply to prevent sterile static. It connects to every single room in the building."Chase nodded. He gripped the fragile blue vial tightly."We are going back to the basement," Chase declared.They navigated the chaotic hospital corrid
A New Beginning
"Are the microphones broadcasting live?" Chase asked.He stood behind a makeshift wooden podium on the wet hospital plaza. The morning sun illuminated his pale face. The synthetic virus had drained his physical reserves. He gripped the edges of the lectern to steady his shaking legs.Dozens of camera lenses focused directly on him. The press corps was ravenous.A senior reporter from the Capital Times raised a digital recording device."Chairman Lu," the reporter shouted over the clamoring crowd. "You cured an unknown biological agent in under a day. Your medical logistics were flawless."The reporter gestured toward the shadows of the stage wings."CEO Victoria Qin managed the quarantine protocols and aided the chemical synthesis," the reporter continued. "Will you appoint her to lead this new medical empire?"Victoria stood quietly in the wings. She wore a fresh navy suit. She projected cold and calculating authority.She expected the public acknowledgment. She had earned th
A New Need
"Hold his arm flat against the rail."The distorted voice echoed from the small speaker of the encrypted smartphone. Chase Lu stood in the quiet shadows of the hospital administrative hub. He watched the high definition video playing on the screen.Three men wearing dark tactical masks surrounded a sterile medical bed. They wore no insignias or corporate logos. They moved with the brutal efficiency of Capital Syndicate death squads.The patient pinned to the mattress was Black Dog.The fierce underworld boss wore a generic white hospital gown. He was still recovering from the bullet wounds he took defending Titanium Bank weeks ago. He thrashed against the heavy restraints. His face was bruised and bleeding.One of the masked mercenaries raised a heavy steel baton. He brought the weapon down with crushing force.A wet sickening crack echoed through the phone speaker. Black Dog screamed. The sound tore through the quiet office.The camera operator stepped back. The lens focused o
What We Have
"We just lost convoy seven."Iron Tyrant dropped a charred melted license plate onto the heavy concrete table. The twisted metal smelled like burning diesel fuel and vaporized rubber.Chase Lu sat in a folding metal chair in the dim light. He looked at the ruined piece of steel.They were in the subterranean wine cellar of the Song Villa. The reinforced bunker was safe from the chaos above. Black Dog slept heavily on a medical cot in the far corner. William sat quietly on a wooden crate sipping hot tea. The allies were secure, but the bunker felt like a prison."They used military grade rocket propelled grenades," Iron Tyrant reported grimly. "The Vanguard mercenaries hit the transport trucks on the mountain pass. The drivers bailed out before the impact. But the cargo is slag."Vincent Fang was executing his Scorched Earth protocol with brutal precision.He could not beat Chase in the boardroom. He could not beat him with biological weapons. Vincent had decided to choke the Tit