Lu Fengming was troubled. How could he reduce the mortality rate? How could he ensure that these people all survive? This was his greatest challenge.
He didn't seek fame or fortune; he just hoped the number of surviving humans would increase, not decrease.
Old Xiao almost didn't knock on the office door, instead kicking it open as he barged in.
Lu Fengming glanced angrily at Old Xiao.
"Old Xiao, have your manners been fed to the dogs? You don't even know how to knock."
Director Xiao happily slapped the table.
"S+, and still a doctor, an Ancient Medical World doctor at that, shouldn't you be thanking me?"
Lu Fengming was perplexed.
"What are you talking about? Mumbling to yourself as you get older. What S+? What heir of the Ancient Medical World? What are you saying? Are you telling me there's new top-tier fighting power on the 100th floor again?"
