The infected absolutely obeyed Jiang Lu's orders.
Without saying a second word, they stepped forward and pulled all the tubes out of the old man.
Oxygen tubes, stomach tubes, artificial intestinal tubes—various kinds of tubing were pulled out one after another in a mix of fluids as Jiang Lu called their names like the King of the Netherworld.
Throughout the process, the old man had no power to resist and could only watch as his life slowly slipped away.
Looking at the medical equipment scattered on the ground, Jiang Lu chuckled, "This is almost turning into a cyberpunk scene."
The master of Oasis, bolstering his courage and suppressing his trembling heart, squeezed out a sycophantic smile, "Greetings, esteemed Divine King Jiang, I am Bai Bo, the owner of Oasis Company."
"Good, good, good." Jiang Lu nodded and waved his hand dismissively, "Bye-bye."
"Ah no, my name is Bai Bo, not saying goodbye to you…" Bai Bo explained awkwardly.
