Yes, Madam Prime Minister

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"I'm sick, it's ghost disease."

Liz answered.

The Ghost Disease is a condition that only affects artificially created superhumans. After contracting it, the person becomes weak and powerless, and to outsiders, sometimes appears ethereal and transparent, hence the name "Ghost Disease." Currently, there is no cure, but it usually heals on its own within two to three weeks, with no obvious aftereffects. Louise got out of bed, slipped on her soft lambskin shoes, and said, "That's fine then, don't worry about her, let's go out for lunch." She then hooked her fingers around the sunken heel of her shoe, covering her foot, and stood up. "Let's go."

The three of them walked out of the room, but were blocked by two girls.

Both girls were on good terms with Louise Kansai. "Louise, you'd better not go out casually. There's a ghost disease going around outside right now."

"Wait, a ghost disease?" Louise was puzzled by this statement.

One of the two girls said, "That's right, it's a ghost disease. This sudden outbreak of ghost disease here is unusual. It's contagious, and the symptoms are much more severe than regular ghost disease. One of the reasons is..."

Another girl couldn't stand it and said, "Like wild animals in heat, this disease targets artificially enhanced individuals, so you'd better not go out."

"Thanks," Louise said.

"It's nothing, just reminding you."

Chapter 1224 Infection? The Plan, An Unexpected Incident Occurred

The two girls chatted for a while, and their conversation started to get a bit chaotic. It wasn't until Louise calmed them down and asked them how other patients got infected that the two girls said that they only knew that they could get infected if they were together. They were unsure if there were other ways of transmission, such as being too close together.

The two then said they would inform all the tenants in the area to close the place off for a few days.

Anyway, there's still plenty of food and water here. Superhumans consume very little energy and can last a long time.

The key is to prevent people from coming in from the outside.

After saying that, the two girls immediately began to act.

Lavana, Louise, and Liz exchanged bewildered glances.

What was originally a non-contagious and not very serious "ghost disease" has become a strange disease that is contagious and can also produce a strong aphrodisiac effect.

The three remained filled with doubt and a hint of panic.

The three of them are special, but that doesn't mean they are immune to this sudden, strange disease.

"What should we do?" Louise asked, head bowed, as if talking to herself rather than asking anyone.

"Don't do anything rash, just stay here and don't let anyone in." Liz agreed with the two girls who had spoken earlier. "It would be troublesome if we got infected."

"Yes, according to their descriptions, this ghost disease causes people to lose their minds and go mad. Anyway, don't move. Ronan should be here in a few days. We'll talk about it when he arrives."

Louise nodded, then asked seriously, "What if he doesn't come? He said he's going on vacation with his women for a while, but it probably won't be just a few days."

Liz never expected that Louise, who had always admired Ronan, would not wholeheartedly place her hopes on him.

“If Ronan doesn’t come in a few days, we’ll leave here to find Professor Noah,” Lavana said. “He was originally a very good doctor.” “That makes sense,” Liz slammed her fist on her palm in agreement, then added, “If this infectious disease gets serious, we’ll just fly away and leave the country.”

After the three of them combine, they can fly very easily and quickly. They can first rise to a height of several thousand meters and then fly away from Austria in just a short while.

Louise nodded. "That's settled then. Let's wait and see what happens and wait for Ronan. If Ronan doesn't come, we'll go find Noah. If Noah can't guarantee our safety, then we'll just leave."

The three of them then finalized their plan.

Over the next few days, the three of them split into three positions. One was on the rooftop, responsible for monitoring the surrounding area. If anyone came from outside, they would stop them first, no matter what. Even if it was the landlady, if she got close, they would give her a couple of shots to make her back down.

The other two people are responsible for monitoring the situation of the other people in the apartment building. Most of the people here have been out, and there is a high possibility that some of them have been infected. If they find any cases, they should immediately isolate the infected person.

The other person is responsible for staying in the room and doing odd jobs, which is equivalent to providing logistical support. In fact, this position is more like a resting place.

The three people have different positions and take turns.

A day passed in the blink of an eye. Apart from a few people returning from outside who tried to enter the apartment but were stopped and a minor conflict ensued, nothing unexpected happened in the apartment building.

Not far away was a factory. Water and fuel were plentiful, and food reserves were exceptionally abundant. The storage room contained large quantities of flour, butter, salt, sugar, cheese, bacon, and ham, but there was no fresh meat, vegetables, or fruits.

But in any case, the quality of life will not decline in the short term.

Two more days passed, and nothing happened.

Ronan hadn't arrived yet either. That night, the three of them prepared to leave early the next morning. According to their plan, they would first consult Noah.

However, what was unexpected was that a case of drugging and raping had occurred.

A girl lives alone, and if another girl hadn't come to visit her, she might not have stumbled upon this situation. According to the girl who did, the perpetrator was in a semi-invisible state at the time, making it impossible to discern any physical characteristics. After she discovered him, he immediately jumped out of the window and ran away. There are currently seven boys living in the apartment, occupying three rooms in total, two next to each other, and the other on another floor.

Because of the ghost disease, the girl asked them to move into two adjacent rooms and that someone would keep watch outside for a long time.

Several boys agreed.

At the time of the incident, all seven boys were inside the house.

Based on the direction in which the person fled and disappeared, it can be basically determined that he came from the factory not far away.

Inside the apartment, a group of people were embroiled in a heated argument. Some said they should go to the factory to find the murderer and seek justice for the victimized female student. Others advised against it, saying it would be dangerous for them to go to the factory rashly.

In addition, most people remained silent and did not express their opinions. They either did not have the intention to stand up for others, or they felt that going to the factory to respond to the danger was dangerous, but they would not say it outright, so as not to appear that they were not moral or courageous enough.

"Should we manage it?" Louise asked Liz and Lavana.

“Of course we have to take care of it,” Liz said decisively. “If he’s really a bastard, we’ll have to twist that thing off him.”

“The factory isn’t big; it’s a small workshop that makes stockings. There are probably no more than ten suspects,” Lavana began her analysis.

The entire factory has only about a hundred people, with a few senior technical positions and a few management positions held by extraordinary individuals.

It is basically certain that one of the artificial superhumans was infected with the Ghost Disease and then committed the date rape.

“Okay, but we won’t go directly there,” Louise said. “We’re not sure yet whether close contact will cause infection, so let’s go find Noah.”

Mr. Liz paused for a moment, then understood what Louise meant.

This murderer is very special. According to the two girls' descriptions, this kind of contagious ghost disease causes some people to develop a special kind of pathology after contracting it, losing their minds and indulging in bestial desires.

But the murderer was surprisingly calm. He was a drugged rapist, and even after being caught, he managed to escape.

This is a special patient.

Noah was particularly interested in patients with unusual illnesses, and as a naturally gifted superhuman who was neither male nor female, he was completely immune to this ghost disease. About half an hour later, Lavana, Louise, and Liz met Noah in a laboratory and explained the situation to him.

Noah looked regretful. "I see. What a pity. I haven't finished my work yet. You'll have to wait a bit. Your teacher, Sigrid, will be here soon and she can help you sort this out." "If it's not resolved by the day after tomorrow, I'd be very interested in getting involved," Noah said, passing the buck to Sigrid.

Not long after, Sigrid arrived, and the three of them told her about it.

“You don’t seem to care about meddling in this kind of thing,” Sigrid said. “But since you’ve made up your minds, then so be it.”

“That’s more like it, teacher,” Louise praised.

"Hmph, let's wait until we find the culprit and catch him before we talk about it," Sigrid said coldly, though she had a different plan in mind. She had already noticed this ghostly illness; to be honest, this kind of incident really seemed like something she would do, but it wasn't.

Chapter 1225 Perversion, Conflict, True Ghosthood

Buck, 37 years old, tall, neither fat nor thin, a third-order artificial superhuman, lives alone in a secluded villa at the foot of a hill in eastern Vienna.

When he was a few years old, he moved with his parents to a town not far from Vienna to live with relatives. At that time, the world had just returned to peace and entered a period of great development, but there was a shortage of people, so he received some education. Unfortunately, he had just grown up when the post-war baby boomers were growing up, and he still could not compete with the teenagers in the city. So he went to work as an apprentice in a leather workshop and was unable to go further to study or even qualify to become a superhuman.

Buck did a great job, even making several small technological innovations.

Fortunately, within a few years, the workshop was acquired, and he was valued for his outstanding talent, thus gaining the opportunity to become an artificial superhuman.

Twenty years have passed in the blink of an eye. The large factory where he used to work has collapsed. Although he is young, Buck did not choose to join a good company, but instead came to this small factory with more than a hundred employees.

At that moment, Buck, who was on leave at home, sat in a chair, holding a pair of flesh-colored pantyhose in his hand. He brought them to his nose and took two deep breaths, then removed them, closed his eyes, and savored the aftertaste with a look of intoxication. After a long while, he opened his eyes, picked up his wine glass, and took a small sip of cider.

That's right, no, he is the criminal.

He came to Vienna from a small town as an apprentice when he was a teenager. Seeing the women on the street wearing knee-length skirts, stockings over their calves, and pointed high heels, he became fascinated by stockinged feet. Soon after, while delivering goods to a company, he saw female employees in skirt suits and stockings, chatting and laughing at their desks. His feelings began to change. Later, he saw a female employee walking confidently down the street after get off work, a flash of disgust crossing her face when she saw him, her stockinged heels clicking faster. In that instant, his desire began to twist. He wanted to rape such women—the kind of urban professional women who were neither here nor there, yet possessed a certain pride, wearing stockings.

However, even though he recently underwent his third transplant and became an artificial Tier 3 superhuman, he has never put it into practice, nor has he ever shown any abnormality in his work or daily life. All he does is select a target and steal her stockings.

However, the unusual changes a few days ago caused a huge shift in his mindset.

He made a move on one of the female students from the Balkans.

"Unfortunately, it was just a very imperfect attempt."

Buck put down his glass and sighed.

He wanted to take the other person away, rape them first, and then slowly humiliate them, shattering their frivolous pride.

Buck got up, put the stockings in a bag, and walked to the side to put them in his collection cabinet. "I'll savor them slowly tonight."

With a loud bang, Louise kicked open the front door of the Buck family's house.

The violent tremor caused the red wine in the glass on the table in the study to quiver.

Following them, Louise, Liz, and Lavana entered the house.

Buck carefully put away the stockings, then calmly walked out of the study and into the living room. Seeing Louise and the other two, he remained unperturbed. "Gentlemen, is there some misunderstanding? You have no right to trespass on my property." "Your composure is impressive, but it's pointless," Louise said, still hostile. "There are three suspects in total, or rather, you've always been the only suspect. But regardless, the other two who were slightly suspicious have been completely ruled out. Now, only you, who took a few days off claiming to have a ghost disease and came to inspect the place on the night of the incident, are the only possible perpetrator."

"By the way, don't ask about evidence or arrest authority. We're not police officers, just foreigners seeking revenge."

“She’s right, we didn’t intend to do anything to you through the law,” Liz added. “We just want you, this brute who caused an indelible trauma to a girl, to pay the price.” “Why waste your breath on him? Crack his balls off,” Lavana said, brandishing a pointed hammer.

Seeing that the three women were convinced of his point and had no interest in listening to his explanation, Buck smiled and decided to drop the pretense. "Perhaps you are much stronger than your peers, but you are also artificial superhumans. Aren't you being a little too arrogant?"

Louise stepped forward, turning halfway back to Liz and Lavana, and said, "Let me go first." As soon as she finished speaking, Louise rushed towards Buck.

Buck was confident and composed. Judging from his aura, Louise and the other two were only at the second level, not as good as him, who was at the third level.

He stood still, preparing to overtake others after being caught off guard.

The instant he raised his hand, he was sent flying by a perfectly flawed side kick. His body arched as he slammed into the wall below the deer head decoration like a cannonball, instantly cracking and tearing off the surface plaster. Buck stared in horrified disbelief. Louise's speed and strength far surpassed those of a third-tier cultivator. With such power, what was she doing studying? Louise frowned as well. She had expected that kick, even if it didn't render this beast unable to rise again, should at least have injured him and caused him pain. But he was clearly unharmed. What was going on?

Buck stepped on the cabinet and jumped to the ground, rubbing his waist where he had just been kicked. "Impressive. I have to say, if it were any other time, I would probably have to do my best to run away and seek help from a crowd in order to survive. But unfortunately, even if the three of you are all at the limit of the fourth level of artificial superhumans, you are no match for me now."

When he first contracted the illness, he was somewhat agitated. Although the Ghost Disease wasn't a particularly serious illness, it still caused prolonged weakness, which was naturally unpleasant. Soon after, he learned that many others had contracted the Ghost Disease, which caused him some panic, because the Ghost Disease wasn't contagious and this shouldn't be happening. But just a few days ago, he was gripped by ecstasy.

It's not that he's cured, but rather that he can enter a state of switching between reality and illusion. Furthermore, when he's in illusion, he has the ability to fly quickly and can also control a large amount of magic power. His spirit seems to have transcended his body and been purified. He no longer has the awkward, restricted, and unstable feeling that artificial superhumans have.

In his ethereal state, he not only becomes physically enhanced, but he also becomes immune to attacks, including magical attacks. Prolonged contact with people can even cause them to become dizzy. He doesn't understand why, but it's a fact; he can exist like a true ghost.

With this kind of background, he was naturally not afraid of Louise and her two companions.

"Arrogant and conceited." Liz immediately summoned her spirit and unleashed a barrage of arrows.

However, the rapid-fire arrows pierced through Buck's body as if passing through a phantom, embedding themselves noisily into the wall behind him, and then slowly disappearing from the arrow's fletching into points of light. As the arrows vanished, Louise and Lavana unleashed a series of attacks of different natures, including standard anti-magic attacks imbued with rule-based power.

Still no use.

"Is it over? It's my turn now." Buck grinned maliciously. After taking them down, his basement, which he had never used before, could finally open for business.

Chapter 1226 Invincible Ghost? Laughing, another unexpected event occurs.

In the blink of an eye, Louise, Liz, and Lavana all received a heavy kick to the stomach.

It wasn't that Buck moved too fast, catching the three off guard; rather, they simply couldn't see him. He had completely disappeared from their sight, and their magical perception was completely ineffective. In fact, despite their long-term training, the three instinctively unleashed all-around magical shocks in their surroundings, but none of these shocks touched him.

As he moved, the man seemed to disappear completely.

Even more bizarrely, this man, being a third-tier being, easily pierced through their defensive membranes without using any strange magic, delivering a blow that was truly soul-shaking. If they hadn't had extensive experience of having their souls torn apart, this single blow would have caused them to lose consciousness from the pain.

The three of them clutched their stomachs with one hand, staring intently at Buck, who had reappeared in physical form.

Buck saw that Lavana and the other two had a calm reaction and did not find it strange or doubt himself.

He was someone who rarely fought, and after obtaining this strange power, this was his first time fighting. He only knew that he had become much stronger, but he didn't know exactly how strong he was, nor did he know how painful his attacks would be for normal superhumans. Naturally, he wasn't surprised that Lavana and the other two could withstand such attacks and still appear unharmed.

"Aren't you going to run?" Buck asked, looking at the three women.

If they don't have any special acceleration abilities, then judging from their performance just now, after I became intangible, my speed surpassed that of any one of them, and the three of them definitely wouldn't be able to escape.

“You certainly have the right to be arrogant,” Louise said, looking at Buck. “Our attacks are completely ineffective against you, but once you activate your attack, you become completely invisible to us. You are incredibly fast and your attacks are surprisingly powerful, almost like you are invincible.”

“But we won’t run away,” Liz said. “As long as you’re still using magic, it proves you have a magical foundation, which means your soul is still there, and not only that, it’s a particularly powerful one. Do you understand? If you understand, you can run away now.”

“Louise, it’s all yours now,” Lavana said.

After saying that, the rotary machine gun appeared in Lavana's hands. Holding the machine gun with both hands, she slightly floated in the air, sweeping it left and right in front of her, then turning around and sweeping it left and right again, before launching a frenzied attack on the sky and the ground. Buck immediately entered a state of invisibility and stood still, watching Lavana's performance with a smile.

In this state, it can be said in a sense that his physical body exists both here and not here. Naturally, Ravana's indiscriminate attacks could not possibly hit something that does not exist.

The floor, the surroundings, the ceiling—Ravana's attacks covered every angle around her, and the entire living room was wrecked.

In his ethereal, invisible state, Buck walked slowly forward, hands behind his back, towards Ravana.

All the attacks and their aftershocks passed right through him.

"Maintain a comprehensive and indiscriminate attack. As long as I dare to show myself and launch an attack, I will definitely be hit. In short, block my attacks and use this time to figure out my location. As for what to do next after determining the location, we'll figure that out later."

"It was a great plan, but unfortunately it won't succeed."

Buck chuckled to himself.

While he cannot launch attacks normally in his intangible state, it does not mean that he has no means of targeting others in this state.