Chapter 1003 Change the day and change the day to break the ghost fog, and the sun and the moon will shine to welcome the harvest!
In the middle of Tianyuan Territory, the fifth floor area.
The slightly chilly morning breeze is filled with thick water vapor, and the golden wheat fields are gently swaying.
The dew-wet land exudes a strong earthy smell that lingers throughout the area.
As the leader of the Desolate Bone Tribe, the head of the Desolate Bone Village, and the person in charge of the Fifth Floor District.
Walking in the tidy gravel blocks that have been repaired, the wild bear's face is full of anxiety and fear.
Since last week, the coughing has not stopped in the fifth floor area.
No matter whether it was morning or noon, no matter whether it was afternoon or night, almost everyone was struggling in the water vapor so thick that it was almost suffocating, making a violent sound that almost coughed out their lungs.
Like a drowning person falling into the abyss, under this continuous 100% humidity.
More and more people with poor physical fitness have begun to fall ill, with unbearable pain like needle pricks all over their bodies.
And just yesterday, something even more desperate happened.
"This is not an ordinary cold and water poisoning, but an infectious disease. You can see that his skin has begun to fester. This is definitely a very serious infectious disease. He must be hopeless!"
"Nothing can be saved, old man, I suggest you pay attention to what you say, this is my boss."
"In any case, we have to save him."
"How to save him? We don't even know what kind of infectious disease he has. Besides, where can we find medicine for him?"
"There must be a way, Hope Village. Tianyuan Refuge, let's go to the manager, he must have a way"
"Heh, for the sake of an insignificant ordinary person, do you want the administrator to assign a doctor to help him with meaningless treatment?"
"What is meaningless, be careful what you say, don't think that you are an old man and I dare not hit people."
"Come on, hit me, hitting me can cure infectious diseases, right?"
Near a building dedicated to isolating flu patients.
Before approaching, Araguma heard noises mixed with the patient's painful groans.
infectious disease?
The brows of the wild bear that had not yet parted were further frowned, and the uneasiness on his face could hardly be restrained.
They were not gophers in the refuge, and their physical fitness was basically at the bottom level of human beings during their years of wandering.
Not to mention the extreme bad weather, even if the weather is sunny, people will get sick and die from time to time.
That is, after the world changed drastically, after coming to this strange region, and joining the subordinates of the manager.
Only then did the small ancient tribes get a sufficient supply of food, and their physical fitness gradually recovered.
However, this only lasted for three months.
Arrived today.
The rise in humidity has caused the immunity of the residents of Desolate Bone Village to continue to decline, reaching an extremely dangerous critical value. Coupled with the fact that most of the villagers were working at full capacity in order to open up wasteland and plant fields some time ago, which already dampened the recovery of immunity.
With a two-pronged approach, as of yesterday, 17 people have fallen ill.
It doesn't sound like much, but this is already close to one-tenth of the entire tribe!
"You don't even want to live anymore, do you? Knowing that he has an infectious disease, he is still so close and making noise."
"Go away!"
Walking into the building, the wild bear looked around, his eyes fell on an area surrounded by more than 20 people who were arguing and cursing.
These damned foreign residents, although they all worked hard some time ago, they also contributed a lot of "seeds" to the village.
But since the disaster struck during this period, their character flaws have been exposed unstoppably.
Irritable and unruly.
Heart is higher than sky, life is thinner than paper.
The behavior of these guys doesn't look like homeless people who plan food in the corners of the city at all. On the contrary, they look more and more like those damn predators, who like to gather in groups to make trouble, and always want to make something big happen in the tribe.
No, from the corner of his eyes, he glanced at the man lying on the ground, and the wild bear knew it immediately.
"Ahem, we in Desolate Bone Village will not give up any of the villagers."
"Whether it's common wind-cold, water poisoning, or some infectious disease, we will do our best to help treat it." While comforting, the wild bear walked over, lowered his head and took a closer look.
It doesn't matter if you don't look at it, you will be shocked when you see it.
Osmond, who was originally strong and strong, was really unlucky, and his body showed the most severe reaction.
Regardless of the pattern that appeared from the surface of the skin, it was a shocking blue-black color vertically and horizontally above the blood vessels.
It was still rotten under the belly one after another, exposing the whitish minced meat underneath.
Osman's bloodless face was as white as paper, and it looked like he had reached his limit.
only.
"How long has he been ill?"
"day and a half."
"What, it's like this in a day and a half, why don't you take him out quickly?"
Wild Kuma's eyes widened, and he took two steps back again and again, as if he couldn't believe that the tragedy that happened in front of him only took such a short time.
What kind of infectious disease, it took less than two days to turn a healthy person into what it is now?
what? A biochemical virus is coming?
After all, the wild bear is just the leader of an ordinary tribe of wanderers.
At this moment, there was still involuntary fear in my heart.
And when he panicked, the surrounding residents of Desolate Bone Village who were watching the excitement suddenly became excited, as if they wanted to lift Osmond up and "transfer".
"help me."
A weak voice came from the ground.
Osmond, whose consciousness had already fallen into a daze, suddenly woke up, stretched out his right hand and trembled in the direction of the wild bear.
"Boss, you're awake!"
"Don't worry, we will guard you, there will never be anyone here who can carry you away!"
An equally burly man walked out from the crowd, protecting Osmond behind him.
He is the current vice-captain of the entire Marauder team, Quincy.
Although predators often kill their companions for the sake of profit, they are extremely loyal at certain times.
Even though the two sides were already at war, a few guards of Desolate Bone Village who were standing at the door to maintain order came over with weapons.
A team of more than a dozen predators still did not flinch in the slightest, and surrounded Osmen.
Of course, this "sometimes" is naturally
"Boss, tell me the location of that thing, and I'll take it to the gopher guy's sanctuary to exchange for special medicine for your treatment!"
"They definitely have, they absolutely have!"
Taking advantage of the gap, Quincy lowered his head and leaned sideways in Osmond's ear, asking very fast.
"What.. what?"
Osmond opened his eyes, looked at him weakly and said.
"Of course." Looking around carefully, Quincy lowered his voice: "Boss, you took the industrial core that was offered as a bounty in the Clear Harbor Refuge, right? Don't be surprised. Brothers are not fools, it's impossible to be everywhere in the city I don’t know what it is when it’s wanted.”
"You..." Osmond's voice trembled, as if he wanted to say something.
But the torment caused by the illness was so severe that the second half of his sentence was completely stuck in his throat.
"Boss, if you are alive, the brothers still have hope to live a good life after following you." Quincy's face showed a look of regret: "But you are dying now, why don't you tell me the location of that thing, maybe There is still a chance of survival."
"In the entire Qinggang City, only Qinggang Refuge has the medicine to treat your infectious disease."
"No, no..." Osmond instinctively wanted to refuse.
But what Quincy just said was like a spell, rippling back and forth in his mind.
At this moment, human instinct broke out, and the hope of surviving had already occupied his entire brain.
Give the Industrial Core to Sunny Harbor Sanctuary.
Change back to the special medicine.
survive!
Only by surviving can there be hope, otherwise that thing is a dead thing.
"Tell me, I'll take it out right now and give you a change of medicine, Boss, and you will definitely not die!"
"Brothers are still waiting for you to lead us to live a good life."
"Have a nice day..."
The atmosphere fell into a stalemate, and Osmond's spirit began to slacken.
Seeing this scene, Quincy couldn't help feeling a little anxious, and immediately wanted to reach out and pinch his arm.
But at this moment, an excited voice resounded from the front of the building, melodiously passing over.
"Quick! Get everyone outside!"
Is.. Wasteland Wolf?
The familiar voice broke the anxious confrontation in the field.
Everyone looked at the door, only to see Wasteland Wolf rushing in with two large plastic bags in his hands.
His face was full of excitement, which was in stark contrast to everyone present.
"Impossible, absolutely no one here will be able to lift my boss out!"
He was about to succeed, but was interrupted by the wild wolf.
Quincy stood up angrily and quickly refuted, and walked out of the crowd, standing in front of the wild wolf and staring at him.
"The humidity outside is more serious. Do you let all the patients go outside to make them die faster?"
"Oh, then you won't die if you keep him inside?"
"I've never said that before." Quincy was speechless, and could only rambunctiously say: "Isn't it enough for us to toss in the past few days? No matter how many methods have been used, no one has been cured. Do we still have to trust you?" ?”
"It doesn't matter if you don't believe me, but this is the order of the manager."
The wolf gave a disdainful smile, and simply skipped Quincy and turned to the other patients, saying:
"Just now, Hope Village's hospital has successfully developed an enhanced version of dehumidification decoction that can greatly reduce the damage caused by high humidity to the human body. I have applied for 20 copies for our Desolate Bone Village as quickly as possible. If you If you are willing to believe in those earthly methods, then continue to lie here."
"In addition, it is not my wild wolf's idea to carry all the patients to an open space without shelter, but the latest order from our Tianyuan Territory Manager!"
For a seriously ill person, the most effective way is to tell them about the latest treatment.
Even if there is no effect.
After listening to the first half of the sentence, the spirits of the patients present have already cheered up.
and wait until the second half of the sentence
"What? It turned out to be an order from the manager?"
"Oh my god, the manager finally remembered our Desolate Bone Village!"
"To an open space without shelter?"
"Quick, help me, hurry up and help me!"
"Since it is the order of the manager, there must be no problem!"
Sitting up in shock in dying.
As soon as they heard the words "Master Manager", several of the patients who were still a little listless stood up immediately.
Look at their energetic spirit, where there is still a little bit of sluggishness before.
This is not trust without reason, but the deep impression that manager has left on everyone in the past few months.
For example, when the field encountered pests, the manager only sent two ugly-looking chickens to successfully solve the big problem that caused headaches for hundreds of people.
Another example is the previous tactical nuclear explosion in Qinggang City. The vibration transmitted underground caused a dangerous building in the fifth floor area to crumble.
The manager only asked a few people to make three brackets and put them in according to his wishes.
Immediately, the whole building stopped shaking and became as stable as other buildings.
In just a few hundred days, the manager has brought too much miraculous help.
Even at this moment, asking all the patients to stay outside without shelter sounds a bit nonsense.
But the residents present still chose to obey as always, and the efficiency of their actions was astonishingly fast.
"Are you sure you don't want to go out?"
Non-vegetation, ruthless Practice makes perfect.
Wait until all patients leave.
Before leaving, the wild wolf finally couldn't bear to go around in a circle and asked not far from Osmond.
As the boss of this group of outsiders, the two of them have had a lot of dealings during this period.
Although there will always be considerable differences in certain points of view, this still should not be one of the factors that determine life and death.
"No, you don't want me to be the boss"
Before Quincy finished speaking, Osmond raised his weak right hand again.
"help me!"
"You heard it, he is going out by himself."
The wild wolf glanced at the guards around him and winked.
"Get out of the way, otherwise if he dies later, it will be all because of you."
With the consent of the person concerned, even though the predators present were somewhat reluctant, they still gave way.
Putting Osmond on the stretcher, the atmosphere at the scene eased a little.
A group of people walked out heavily, and came to a cleared space in the center of the fifth floor area.
As Osmond's stretcher was put down, the loyal looters did not continue to stick to him, but went back to the building one by one to stay.
Obviously, they are not stupid before showing their loyalty and the damage caused by high humidity to a person who is almost mortal.
"How did you get this disease?"
The wild wolf knelt down and asked.
"I don't know."
"You're really unlucky, but... after all, you're also lucky."
"Lucky?"
Osmond forced a wry smile from the corner of his mouth, his bloodless face looked rather strange.
"Can he save me?"
"who?"
"Tiantianyuan manager."
"I don't know." The wild wolf shook his head and said in thought: "You are too sick, I have never seen such a strange disease since I was born. And if you are not in good health, if you are someone else, Probably dead already?"
"I can pay the price, beg him, beg him to save me!"
"cost?"
"I have...what they are... looking for." Oss's face was ashen, staring at the dark sky with an increasingly dull expression.
At a certain moment, he felt that he was extremely close to death.
In this damned humid environment, he suddenly felt a strange warmth and scorching heat that should not have appeared.
How to describe this feeling, suffering from this feeling.
Osmond's chaotic brain is no longer as dull as before, and he has slightly recovered his thinking ability.
He could feel the warmth on his head, as if the warm sun was shining on his body, dispelling all the cold.
Opening his eyelids with effort, the surrounding mist that had lingered for dozens of days seemed to be rapidly dissipating, disappearing from his field of vision with lightning speed, revealing a fiery presence.
Is that the sun? ? ?
A thousand chapters is so commemorative, hahahaha! (Finally a small achievement!)
