The disaster had come from the words spoken. That was Grandma Gu's evaluation of what had happened to former Deputy Director Yan. Zhang Zian agreed.
He walked out of the office and looked at the insects that had covered the wall. Some of the bugs had a natural protective color, and the various colored outlines were like many eyes staring at him.
He remembered Vladimir's chat with him before—if the caterpillar had some kind of group wisdom, would it be willing to be destroyed like this?
If they were not willing, would they have some kind of grievances?
And... Who would be angered by this?
This was not a problem with hundreds of thousands of worms. There were tens of millions or even hundreds of millions of caterpillars in all of Binhai City.
Well, his proposal to eliminate the caterpillars... Might it not be the same...? Would troubles come from the words he spoke?
Zhang Zian was quiet for a moment.
"Shouldn't be..."
