Subtitle of this chapter: Control, containment, protection.

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"Cheers, my brothers!"

His Majesty the Emperor, Sword 10 and Sword 8 did not drink any wine glasses, but stared at their foolish Lord.

The acting president of the North American branch of the SCP Foundation looks like he is a long life... No, always healthy... No, he is full of redness!

Anyway, the young man in front of them may not be very healthy, but no matter how he looks, he doesn't look like a premature death.

"I said, why are you still standing there? Drink your wine, eat immediately, and leave immediately after dinner..." Our Master Yuan smiled at General ZOD and said, "Otherwise, Mr. Aiden will get angry!"

After saying this, he laughed to the sky and went out. We loved to fool people, leaving three members of the SCP Foundation who had not yet understood the situation looked at each other, not knowing what to say.

"Sister Lian, is the lunch ready?" Yuan Yanshu ran to the kitchen in person this time.

"Son-in-law, it's going to be done soon."

He nodded and said, "Sister Lian, thank you for your hard work. By the way, there is another thing. I will redecorate my bedroom this afternoon and follow what I said..."

"Son-in-law..." Sister Lian was also confused, "If you arrange this way, your bedroom will be..."

"The ward...that destination has arrived. Gentlemen."

It was around three o'clock in the afternoon. The four members of the SCP Foundation first drove, then boarded the ferry and came to New Jersey, which was only a river from New York. Finally, they took the prepared carriage and came to the Aiden family's destination.

In fact, he originally did not intend to bring Mr. McCall here because this matter was really a bit dangerous. However, when "His Majesty the Emperor" saw that he even had his will, he had to follow him.

Of course, Yuan Yanshu knew that he was caring about him, and he was also a little moved.

How to say it, I have to admit that there are good people among the white skin, and there are especially many good people in the United States. The people on the New World are indeed more simple than those above the people above the Europa.

To be honest, the future of America can dominate the world, and these simple people on the New World are really one of the important reasons.

Although the people of the world, especially the people of the Third World, will be "hard and beautiful for a long time", think about it on the other hand, if they really change to a world ruled by the Axis powers like "The Strange Man of the High Castle", it would be better than New Rome.

That’s right, in the future, Yankees will indeed achieve “soft colonization” under the banner of “democracy and freedom”.

But this is better than the "Aryan Thousand-year Empire" and the "Eight Horizons" Sandezi and the Little Japan, and it is also more "advanced" and "civilized" than the old European powers who hold the colonial system.

Furthermore, history has proved that without time travelers, the only country that can break the old world power system is the only country in America, which really has no semicolon.

Moreover, whether before, during, and after World War II, Cyris and America had common enemies in these three stages.

There is still a long, long way to go to Cyris to be qualified to be an enemy of America. Yuan Yanshu’s most important goal is to make this long road as short as possible.

Our Master Yuan cannot build the People's Revolutionary League to be a "Great Ball Master", so we have to settle for the second best to be a real "American Master".

Take the matter of aiding the Communist Party as an example. The "350 million gold rubles" of Mu Gong Haogu is a joke about hooking and baiting salty, but Yuan Gongyan's "350 million US dollars" is really not a joke about the "fishing party"!

Since we want to treat the United States as our main battlefield, we naturally have to make more comrades.

To put it bluntly, the more friends he made in America, the more heavy these friends were. Then no matter how many enemies he offended after returning to Cyris, it doesn’t matter how heavy these enemies were.

Four words: Use foreign powers to respect oneself. Add four more words: save the country through curves.

In this case, Master Yuan brought his own personal lawyer to a small manor in New Jersey, which opened his eyes.

Because there are two medicine jars at home, Mr. Aiden is really not well-off. And which serious landlord in New York dares to lend the house to patients with terminal tuberculosis?

Of course, it should be possible to rent a house in Clinton, which is known as the "Hell Kitchen", but he would not let his family live in a slum where Irish people are crowded.

When someone heard the sound of a carriage, he came out of the room.

"Sir, you're back."

General ZOD nodded casually and asked anxiously to the black maid brought from Texas: "How is the situation at home?"

The black maid with a very strong figure but a soft face said in a funny southern accent, "Sir, it's still the same. Mr. Aiden went to school. The lady has a better appetite and has a bowl of vegetable soup, but..."

She showed a sad expression and said, "Mrs. I only drank half a glass of milk today, and I vomited it all. It seems that she, she, she, is about to..."

"Okay, stop talking. Didn't I invite that doctor?" Mr. Aiden interrupted his black maid in annoyance.

The sword 10 turned around, and even looked at Lord Fool with a little pleading.

Seeing this, the latter nodded, replied with a comforting smile, "Victor, please don't worry, am I here? Please take me to their room now."

"Well, gentlemen, please come with me."

As soon as I walked into this three-story wooden building, the three gentlemen except the male owner couldn't help but frown, because the air inside was filled with the pungent smell of death... in fact it was the smell of disinfectant.

Antibiotics were naturally not produced in 1921, but disinfectant water such as peracetic acid was found and was widely used in the medical field.

Actually, this is really not surprising.

Just imagine, in order to discover chemicals that can kill bacteria, generations of medical scientists and chemists have tried countless natural and non-natural products. It is easy to find that strong oxidants can effectively sterilize.

Although the highly corrosive and irritating peracetic acid tastes bad and is not very safe, and it will BOOOOM at any time. However, because it is effective and cheap, it is one of the most common disinfectants even a hundred years later.

This made Yuan Hongjian miss the years that were the most violent in the future.

Driver Kang and lawyer Mai subconsciously took out a handkerchief and covered them on their mouth and nose...

There is really no need to blame them for being so rude. There are two tuberculosis patients living in this room, one of whom is a terminally ill terminal patient.

In fact, Mr. Aiden, his son and the black maid, and even these two guests are likely to be carriers of tuberculosis, but their immunity should be very good. So they did not get sick.

Alas, it was so unsafe in the years before antibiotics appeared.

This reminded Yuan Yan of the warriors who traveled back to ancient times in later generations. Fortunately, they were all protagonists who were lucky enough to go against the will of heaven, otherwise they would have had pneumonia and would be burping.

Some people even wore France in the 19th century as literary men. This guy either had to develop it or could only use his hands. You should know that the French writer Flaubert of the contemporary era said very "proudly" that we all were infected with Gaul disease.

Yuan Yan suddenly didn't act hypocritical. He patted the two people on the shoulders and said, "You can stay here, just get me back later."

After saying that, Lord Fool followed the sword 10 up the steps, and His Majesty the Emperor and the sword 8 looked at each other, both of them showed a firm expression and went up the stairs.

"Maria, wake up, Maria..."

Mrs. Maria Aiden lying on the bed had black hair, long eyelashes, big eyes, and a squint nose. She knew at a glance that she was once a standard Latin beauty.

Unfortunately, this beautiful woman has almost become a bone skeleton, she is so thin that she has completely lost her shape. Her exposed skin is all dull blue-gray, which is really more breathing than the dead person...

This reminds our Master Yuan again: "We romantics now have a trend, and they have as much as possible to bring themselves to a pale or even blue-gray face that is almost like a dead person, to prove that they are suffering from love and condemnation of conscience, which makes women more favored them."

This is said by Zioffelle Gortier (1811-1872), a French romantic poet who advocated "art for art". This man is not very famous, but he is a good friend of Baudelaire, the author of "The Flower of Evil".

It's just that Mrs. Aiden's breathing was really difficult. Even Xiaokang and Mr. McCall, who were standing outside the door, heard the sound of breathing like a bellows inside her.

The sick lady who seemed to be alive for a few days... and even a few hours opened her eyes with difficulty, and tried hard to smile at her husband and said, "Vie, Victor, you..."

She only uttered two words and showed a drowning expression, and she couldn't breathe.

"Maria!"

Mr. Aiden, who finally got Neo-Yuan's life-saving straw, was willing to let his lover die? He and the black maid worked hard and finally made Mrs. Aiden breathe.

"Maria, you will be well soon, so will Little Maria. Wait!"

After saving his lover, the male owner hurried out and wanted to carry his daughter in.

"You, you, is the Chinese gentleman Victor mentioned?" The skeleton beauty smiled bitterly and said, "Mr. Yuan, I, I, I really don't know whether to thank you or blame you. You gave him a glimmer of hope, now..."

"Are you going to put an end to his hope?"

The strength from somewhere allowed her to finish this passage in full, and the sudden blush on her face showed that it was very likely to be a rebirth.

Yuan Yan suddenly smiled but said nothing because he was having a very important communication with the broken system floating in the air.

"Master Ball, I have been your host for a long time. I have never asked you for anything, right?"

"The host, it's not long, only eight months and ten days. So please tell me if you have anything to do."

"Master Ball, can you create a little sound and light effect later? It's just a purple drop..."

"Host, why are you doing it so exaggerating?"

"Master Ball, you know...of course, it's for show-off."

"Host, this reason is too powerful, so the system will promise you one time."

"I'm here!" General ZOD rushed back with a little girl about ten years old, "Maria, this is Mr. Yuan who is here to treat your mother and you."

"Mr. Yuan, this is my daughter."

Needless to ask, this is also a little beauty, she is so thin.

Because she is very thin, her eyes look particularly big and exaggerated.

Because of her big eyes, this little girl who is also lifeless does not look like a real person, but rather looks like a big human figure doll.

Mr. Aiden put his daughter next to his wife, turned around and asked anxiously, "Mr. Yuan, what preparations do you need to make?"

"Well..." Yuan Yan suddenly looked around and pointed to the black maid and said, "Madam, please avoid it!"

"But..." The maid was quite loyal, but she looked at the male owner's expression and walked out mutteringly, "Okay. A yellow doctor?! If I had known it, I would rather invite the priest from my hometown and the voodoo from the south. I was so immersed. God bless Mrs. God bless Miss, God bless Mr. Aiden, God bless this family..."

General ZOD asked a little embarrassedly: "Mr. Yuan, do you need anything else?"

Yuan Yan replied seriously: "No, Brother 10 of the Swords. You should call me... Lord Fool!"

"Sir Fool, then what else do you need?"
To be continued...