His Wife Calls The Shots
Chapter 1611: Great Chaos

Chapter 1611: Chapter 1611: Great Chaos

Chapter 1611

Inside the military base.

Early this morning, Robert Foster was especially happy because the fortress was nearly complete.

When it was just barely dawn, he got out of bed and walked in that direction.

From afar, he heard gunfire!

He hurried over...

...

Three hours later, at the Whites’ residence.

Hans White, just like the previous days, was watching the news on television.

Today’s news finally broadcast the scenes he had been eager to see.

The military base was attacked again, the Hospital fell, multiple districts were out of control, supermarkets were chaos, office workers fled their buildings en masse...

That was the state of the Capitol, not to mention other cities that were also a mess, with panic-stricken citizens and a regressing economy...

"Hahahaha... Finally, it has arrived!" Hans White laughed loudly as he watched the news.

The Secretary, standing nearby, poured him some more wine and said, "Master, now it’s all in chaos."

"Chaos is exactly what I wanted!" Hans White said, waving his hand, his face full of a domineering air.

"So, when do we release our batch of the vaccine?" the Secretary asked.

Hans slowly replied, "This is just the beginning. What’s the rush? I want to force the masses to rebel. Just watch."

Secretary: "Master is wise."

This conversation was heard word for word by Ethel Collins, who then relayed it accurately to Milton White.

After recounting it, she rested her chin on her hands, a puzzled look on her face: "Milty, why are they so happy? After the world falls into chaos, won’t they suffer too?"

Milton’s eyes remained on his book as he replied indifferently, "This is the outcome they wanted."

"Why?" she asked.

"If the President can’t control the situation, there will be a public uprising, and this year, just happens to be the election period."

Ethel was surprised: "Could it be that Uncle wants to be President?"

"Hmm."

Ethel mused to herself, "After the chaos, he’ll release a useful vaccine, then people will hail him as a savior. When it comes time for the election, his chances of winning will be even greater."

Milton tacitly agreed.

Ethel frowned, worried: "But in this way, many innocent people will have to be sacrificed. Isn’t he afraid of backlash for allowing Valleys to cause chaos everywhere?"

"The arrogant are always fearless," he turned a page in his book.

Ethel: "Let’s try to stop them. Otherwise, many people will get hurt."

Milton asked her, "Do you see a way for us to get out?"

Ethel looked back and saw guards everywhere outside the window.

These were the people Hans White had specifically sent to watch over him after their return.

They wouldn’t let him go out again.

All of those people down there were Mutated Beings.

Mutated Beings have classifications, with each rank being different.

High-level Physical Mutations have completely assimilated the drugs and can live as long as ordinary people.

Intermediate Physical Mutations have a lacking fusion, but can maintain their reasoning, their lifespan depending on luck.

Low-level Physical Mutations can only half merge, being consumed by the drugs in the process, like those infected by the virus outside.

And those Mutated Beings outside, they were all High-level Physical Mutations stronger than her, answering only to Hans White.

They were effectively under complete confinement.

Ethel withdrew her gaze and was about to put on the earplugs Chloe Collins had given her when suddenly, she paused.

"Milty, it seems like your father was scared by the news."

"Hmm?"

That was unexpected for Milton.

"Scared?"

Ethel listened closely and said, "It seems the Fosters have introduced a vaccine, they’re broadcasting the inoculation live on TV!"

"Ah, it seems Uncle isn’t angry anymore, he doesn’t believe the vaccine will work."

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(Goodnight)

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