All Chapters of Hope of the Dying World: Chapter 41 - Chapter 50

“Everyone, the ‘Boss’ is about to arrive. Kindly settle yourselves.” The lady wearing black corporate attire announced to the board, the secretary of the ‘Boss.’ The men in formal black corporate coats sit on their swivel chairs while waiting for the ‘Boss.’A man with a 5’10 height, wearing an all-black attire and a black mask covering half of his face entered the meeting room. Everyone in that room felt a strange nervousness when the presence of their so-called ‘Boss’ appeared. They all stood up in respect to the Boss’ arrival but the man just comfortably sat on his chair and didn't bother to greet them.No one knows the real identity of the ‘Boss’ even his name, background, and occupation in society. All they know is that the ‘Boss’ is a very influential individual who handles large businesses inside and outside the country.“Ladies and Gentlemen, you may take your seats.” The lady secretary of the ‘Boss’ formally announced. “The agenda for today is to review the sales and profit o

Ferran didn’t waste any second after getting what he needed. He bade his goodbye to Henry and Hailey and watched him until he’s gone. He immediately brought the missing formula in front of the rusty gate where Trestan entered earlier. He hid and waited for almost an hour before he saw Trestan come out and saw the paper bag where he put the piece of paper, the notebook, and the herb named ‘Stellaria media.’ Trestan looked around, and felt anxious about his surroundings but he saw nothing or no one. He came back to the old building and there, Ferran went back to work.“You told me earlier that you’ll be back at nine but what time is it now? It’s eleven o’clock.”“I’m sorry. I lost track of time. I just finished the task that I told you about.”Sanchez didn’t say anything but his eyes seemed to be suspiciously looking at Ferran. ‘Ferran, I don’t know why I felt strange when I’m with you. It was as if it’s not you. You’re not the Ferran I used to.’+++October 08, 2020“Dr. Zyrille De

When Ferran and Sanchez’s duty hours ended, they immediately went to their houses to change clothes. Ferran was still tying his shoelace when he heard the horn of Sanchez’s car outside.He quickly moved and locked his door then entered Sanchez’s car. “Let’s go,” Sanchez said when they both settled.Within an hour, they reached San Carlos and went straight to the oil company. Sanchez lowered the car window to talk to the guard of the Gomez Oil Company.“Yes, sir? How may I help you?” The guard asked.“We are police officers from San Lorenzo.” Sanchez showed his police I.D. “And we came to talk to your manager.”“Wait for a moment. I’ll just make a call to inform our manager if you’re allowed to have a meeting with him.” The guard entered the guardhouse and called their manager using the telephone. After a little while, the guard opened the large gate for them. Sanchez beeped before finally entering the Oil Company.They looked around and saw ten large tanker trucks parked in a wide fi

A week later...Many infected got cured by the antidote. The virus has not yet completely disappeared but people are not as scared as they used to be because now, there is a cure for them. Some establishments started to open up again after the lockdown of almost three months.[“SL News... After three months of suffering from the disease called Lila Virus, someone finally made a cure for everyone. Here is the live interview with the doctor who proposed the cure to kill a virus within a week. Dr. Zyrille De Vega, our new hero. How did you develop the cure within two months?”][“Well, every doctor, even the police, is a hero in this epidemic crisis. I’m just part of the team that developed the cure for this disease.”][“May we know your team that diligently studied this disease and created a cure for the people of San Lorenzo?”][“I’m sorry but they wanted to keep their identity private so I’m just the only one who introduced you to answer some questions about the cure.”]Ferran turned o

“What a failure…”He wanted to shout but no voice came out of his mouth. He almost tweaked himself until a little pair of shoes stopped in front of him and when he looked at it... It was a little boy giving him a phone covered with fresh blood. The boy holds the phone without disgust.“The lady on the stretcher dropped this earlier. Is this hers?” The child asked, looking at his grieving face.“No… It’s mine. Thanks.” He took it and smiled sadly at the boy.“You should change your clothes, mister.” He said as he saw Ferran’s clothes full of blood.“I will... Maybe later.”“Did she survive?” The boy asked out of curiosity.“Uhm... No. She didn’t.”“Ah...” The boy looked down. “Condolence, mister.” Ferran just nodded. “By the way, is she your wife, sister, fiancee, girlfriend---”“No. She’s just a friend of mine.”“Oh.” His lips formed a thin line. “Don’t be sad, mister. I know what you feel. You know what? I lost my mom during the epidemic...”Ferran froze a bit and cursed inside his m