Great time travel

Chapter 39. Negotiations with right-wing bigwigs
"...that...Chairman Takashiro, I don't know much about your political views. I don't know much about the social situation in Japan here. However, at a time when the whole world is about to be destroyed, What about political ideas... isn't it a bit too out of the ordinary?"

Seeing the conversation between Wang Qiu and Takashiro Souichiro getting more and more eccentric, Doraemon finally couldn't help interjecting, "...If we don't start action as soon as possible, it's hard to say how many people in Japan will survive! If even people No more, what's the point of talking nonsense about Japan's future?"

"...Well... That's right! You are right to criticize! Then let me just say, you really have the ability to cure this strange disease?"

When Takashiro Souichiro said this, he stared straight at Doraemon's eyes. This is one of his basic skills as a leader, and he can judge whether the other party is honest or not by the other party's eyes.But using it on a robot... well... Anyway, it's good to try it...

"...As you just saw, the [Automatic Medical Kit] can cure the infected of the zombie virus, but it cannot be immune for a long time."

Doraemon replied calmly——as a multi-world celebrity who has experienced countless extraordinary adventures, Takashiro Souichiro's "eye threat" was not taken seriously by him at all, "...that is to say, After being cured by me with the [Automatic Medical Box], if the patient is bitten or scratched by a zombie again, he will still turn into a zombie again, unless he is rescued in time with the general antidote synthesized by the [Automatic Medical Box]... As for whether the zombie virus will develop drug resistance after repeated treatment with the [Automatic Medical Box]... that's something I don't know."

"...Well... Although it's not perfect, it's pretty good to be able to do this." Soichiro Takashiro rubbed his chin and muttered.

In this cruel doomsday ravaged by zombies, any survivor who can still think rationally can judge that the biggest threat of zombies to human beings is not "immortality", nor is it a terrifying appearance, nor is it a body with infinite strength .It's hopeless toxicity and a sharp increase in the number!
——Since the zombie crisis began to erupt around the world, all the medical methods that human society had before, whether it is Western medicine or Chinese medicine, or even the indigenous witchcraft of African tribes, faced this new type of virus that came from nowhere. It's completely helpless!
There is no single drug that can kill this virus, and there is not even any way to slow down the rate at which this virus destroys the human body!

As a result, doctors and nurses all over the world can only watch the living patients die quickly, and then turn into walking corpses that have no thought, no consciousness, and only know how to eat people... Thousands of human beings , turned into a zombie in a very short period of time, but the earth in the 21st century lacks everything, except that there is no shortage of people!And the most densely populated megacities, such as Tokyo, Shanghai, New Delhi, Rio de Janeiro, Mexico City, etc., have become the first purgatory on earth to be overwhelmed by the zombie frenzy!
Due to the dense outbreak and rapid spread of zombies, countries with a higher proportion of urban population will suffer more losses in this catastrophe.

As a developed country with a highly urbanized population, Japan was naturally hit hard in this catastrophe.Only one day later, Tokyo, the most populous capital, has been abandoned.And a medium-sized city like Zhuzhu City couldn't hold on for too long.

According to Soichiro Takashiro's original plan, after collecting as many survivors as possible, in order to avoid the sea of ​​zombies in the city, he would move to the relatively sparsely populated Lake Okumina area, the upper water source of the Mibetsu River.Then set up a survivor camp there, waiting for the outside rescue who does not know when it will come... But now... It seems that there is no need to escape to the wilderness!

"...Mr. Doraemon, with your technological strength, can you develop a vaccine against this zombie disease?" He asked again.

"...With the scientific and technological strength of the 22nd century, of course it can be done, but this kind of thing needs money, and it will cost a lot of money."

Doraemon nodded in acknowledgment, but added, "...the cost of developing and ordering a new type of vaccine is beyond the reach of ordinary people! Just relying on my savings and Nobi Nobita's pocket money, I can I can’t even make up the first deposit!”

"...It doesn't matter, as long as the problem can be solved with money, it's not a big problem."

Soichiro Takashiro nodded with a smile, thinking he understood the reason why Doraemon had to do his best to raise funds along the way (in fact, he was fooled)—the Doraemon in front of him was indeed the innocent man in the comics. Kind and helpful Doraemon!

"...However, if someone drags his time and refuses to pay until the end, then no matter how much money he holds in his hands, the problem cannot be solved!" Doraemon spread his hands. "...I really don't understand why some people still want to treat us as robbers when the world is about to be destroyed..." Because he didn't have enough confidence to say this, his face turned pale. Slightly reddened.

But Soichiro Takashiro misunderstood it, thinking that Doraemon was blushing from the various slanders and harsh criticisms of Saya Takashiro along the way-obviously, such a life-saving straw that is related to the survival of all mankind is no matter what. It can't be thrown away, his Gaocheng family can't bear the responsibility of this crime!
"...I would like to express my deep apologies for the irrational words and deeds of my little daughter Saya before. It is all the fault of our husband and wife who are not strict in teaching their daughters."

Without the slightest hesitation, Takashiro Souichiro immediately bowed down to Doraemon and apologized, "...I am so sorry for the troubles and troubles that the little girl Saya has caused to all benefactors. We will definitely strictly control her in the future , don't let her do such a shameful thing again."

"...that...it's actually not that serious!" Doraemon scratched his head in embarrassment, "...But the temper of Miss Takashiro Saya really needs to be changed. By the way , Is there anything else you want to ask about the rest?"

"...Well, there is one last question. I have been puzzled in my heart, and I ask the two of you to give me an answer."

Soichiro Takashiro straightened up and said to Doraemon and Wang Qiu, "... Excuse me, why did you choose my Takashiro family for cooperation?"