At the Walvis Bay International Airport, a private plane was granted permission to land. It began its slow descend onto the airport.
When the plane came to a stop, an elderly man got off the plane.
The color on the elderly man’s face was poor, his cheeks were sunken as if he had been stricken with a horrible disease. He could barely walk on his own and needed two female assistants to support him.
A dozen black-suited bodyguards followed closely behind the elderly man. Even the security guards of the airport could not help but fix their gaze on the parade.
After they had passed the immigration check, the elderly man and his crew exited the airport.
A fleet of vehicles was already parked outside the airport waiting for them.
“Sir Dlamini.”
Brando went up to greet him along with a host of B.S.S. members, bowing slightly as he greeted, “Please come with me, Mr. Chen has been waiting.”
“Brando, how’re things going around here?”
A wry and crooked smile surfaced on Dlamini’s gray face. “If you’re not satisfied with how things have been going, you’re more than welcome to come home anytime…”
“Sir Dlamini, you jest.”
Brando frowned. “I’m doing fine here, Blacklight Biotechnology is my home.”
“Is that so, that’s a sha… Ahem… Cough, cough, cough!”
Dlamini shook his head and launched into a coughing fit before he even had time to finish his sentence.
He spat out bits of phlegm containing traces of blood as he coughed, causing Brando and the others to back away stoically.
Dlamini smiled bitterly. “Ahem, ahem! Hurry… Bring me to Mr. Chen Chen, I’m not sure how much longer this body can hold itself together.”
Brando shot a look at the crew behind him before turning back to Dlamini with a smile. “Alright, please come with me.”
With that, he opened the back door of the Rolls Royce Phantom parked at the head of the fleet and took Dlamini inside.
Apart from the two female assistants accompanying Dlamini, the rest of the bodyguards entered the vehicles parked behind the Phantom.
Brando hopped into the driver seat and started the engine. The fleet quickly advanced to the research center by taking the newly constructed road.
As the vehicle began moving, Dlamini stared at Brando’s figure sitting in the front row. A gloom appeared in his eyes.
Dlamini had raised Brando himself. When Brando was still a child no more than five years old, his home was torn apart by the ongoing war that stripped him of his parents. In the end, he was shipped off and sold to Africa.
At the time, in the human trafficker market, Dlamini immediately caught the vicious glare in Brando’s eyes. At such a young age, the child was able to survive the long voyage from Israel on the pirate ship. There was something different about this child.
Judging by how things turned out now, Dlamini’s initial impression certainly proved to ring true. It did not take long for Brando to stand out among the pack of children. He further honed his skills and eventually became one of Dlamini’s trump cards.
To his surprise, this man had jumped onto the God’s Forbidden Zone bandwagon and hardly recognized his own godfather now. It was just as they said, only a fool would count on loyalty…
When Dlamini thought of this, he felt a pang in his throat and suddenly coughed violently, spitting out a clump of blood again.
While the two assistants fumbled hurriedly as they tried to wipe off Dlamini’s blood, they accidentally opened his shirt which revealed large blots of scars and ulcers on his chest…
Brando stole a glance of it from the rearview mirror and did not appear to be caught off guard, considering this sort of symptom was very common in Africa.
Late symptoms of AIDS.
Based on the extravagant lifestyle Dlamini led in his youth, it was not too uncommon to contract such a disease in a hellish place like Africa.
AIDS generally had an incubation period of about ten years. It would appear that Dlamini was infected when he was around fifty years old and it happened to break out now…
The fleet of vehicles very quickly returned to the research center. As soon as they entered through the gate, a group of medical personnel wearing medical protective clothing with a stretcher cart at the ready was waiting by the gate.
As the vehicle came to a stop, the group immediately opened the door and put Dlamini on the stretcher before hauling him off to the intensive care unit.
The bodyguards trailing behind stepped off their vehicles and made to follow Dlamini but were stopped by the medical personnel. “Everyone, we’ll see to it that the patient receives the best available treatment. However, as the patient has developed serious complications of tuberculosis, we’d appreciate it if you all would head to the section we prepared for secluded observation.
The bodyguards initially felt reluctant to follow along but as Brando and his host began to circle them, they had a sense that they were surrounded.
With this, the bodyguards obediently allowed themselves to be taken to the isolation zone.
After that, several medical personnel well protected from head to toe carried sterilizers with them and began spraying the seat Dlamini sat on. One of them turned around. “Mr. Brando, hope you don’t mind.”
“I understand.”
Brando nodded and went to the isolation zone with the others.
Several hours later, Chen Chen was seated in the office with his legs folded. The computer display in front of him was broadcasting the ongoings in Dlamini’s ward.
At the same time, the printer began printing a medical report.
When Chen Chen read the medical report, he had a hard time stifling a laugh.
The medical report provided details on oral Candida albicans infection, herpes zoster virus infection, tuberculosis, toxoplasma encephalopathy, sepsis, and the list went on.
The root cause of the disease was HIV destroying the body’s immune system.
At this point, it could be said that Dlamini’s body was a breeding ground for bacteria and viruses. His immune system had been reduced to merely a sift, unable to prevent the spread of these bacteria and viruses in his body.
At this point, going by the medical standards in Africa, Dlamini may have as well been given a death sentence. He had less than half a month left.
However, Dlamini thought of God’s Forbidden Zone and he thought of the Eco Science City.
In the end, Dlamini exercised his right as a member of God’s Forbidden Zone and posted a mission. If the Eco Science City could effectively cure him, he was willing to pay a significant price.
There was a prompt reply from Chen Chen’s end. While recovery was not possible due to the current global medical standards, the Eco Science City could guarantee to extend his remaining lifespan by at least five more years.
The price that Chen Chen named for Dlamini was the Tara Private Security Company valued at one billion U.S. dollars on the market.
Having nothing left to lose, Dlamini agreed.
“Sir Godfather, Dlamini would like to meet you.” Right then, Little X’s voice was suddenly broadcasted through the speakers.
“No need, just tell him that we’ll do all we can to see to his treatment.”
While staring at the medical report in his hand, Chen Chen slowly let go of it and pulled back his right hand. The strange thing was that the medical report remained floating in front of Chen Chen.
Immediately afterward, one corner of the medical report folded inward and then the other corner followed suit as well. The report turned into a triangular-shaped paper mid-air.
After that, the triangular paper folded into itself two more times and transformed into a paper plane. It was as if there was a phantom hand doing this.
After the paper plane was constructed, Chen Chen blew a puff of air. The paper plane seemed to have sprung to life as it began to dance in circles along the ceiling…
“In that case, should we assemble a research team to research a treatment for AIDS?” Little X enquired.
“No need.”
Chen Chen stared at the gliding paper plane and expressed blankly, “Not counting the extremely rare cases of parental inheritance, this is a disease that’s easily avoidable by being mindful of one’s health.”
“Furthermore, there are already developed vaccines and subsequent pre-treatment methods for this disease. Even with all that, Dlamini still managed to contract it, he’s asking for it.”
At the end of his note, Chen Chen snapped his fingers. The paper plane was instantly shredded into countless pieces by an invisible force!
Watching as the scraps rained down, Chen Chen shook his head. “I originally thought that this man had potential and was ready to help him take the next step to see if he could reach the level of ‘that person’. It looks like that won’t be necessary now.”
Chen Chen tossed the scraps into a trashcan as he spoke and smiled faintly, “Little X, get ready for the transition.”