Chapter 1003: Change the World and Break the Ghost Fog, the Sun and the Moon Will Shine Again and Usher in a Good Harvest!
The middle of Tianyuan Territory, the fifth floor area.
The slightly cold morning breeze was filled with thick water vapor, blowing the golden wheat fields gently.
The land wet by dew exuded a strong earthy smell, lingering throughout the area.
As the leader of the Huanggu Tribe, the village chief of Huanggu Village, and the person in charge of the fifth floor area.
Walking in the neat gravel blocks that had been repaired, Huang Xiong's face was full of deep anxiety and fear.
Since last week, the coughing in the fifth floor area has not stopped.
Whether it is morning or noon, afternoon or evening, almost everyone is struggling in the thick water vapor that is almost suffocating, making a violent sound that almost coughs out the lungs.
It's like a person who fell into the abyss and drowned, in this continuous 100% humidity.
More and more people with poor physical fitness have begun to fall ill, and their bodies are in unbearable pain like needles.
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 ulcerate. This is definitely a very severe infectious disease. He is definitely hopeless!"
"What do you mean hopeless, old man, I suggest you be careful with your words, this is my boss."
"No matter what, we have to save him."
"How to save him, we don't even know what infectious disease he has, and besides, where can we find medicine for him?"
"There must be a way, we will go to the manager of the Tianyuan Shelter in Hope Village, he must have a way"
"Hehe, for an insignificant ordinary person, do you want the manager to specially allocate doctors to help him with meaningless treatment?"
"What do you mean meaningless? Be careful with your words, don't think I dare not hit people just because you are an old man."
"Come on, hit me, hitting me can treat infectious diseases, right?"
Near a building specially used to isolate influenza patients.
Before approaching, Huang Xiong heard bursts of noise mixed with the painful groans of patients.
Infectious disease?
The frown on Huang Xiong's face, which had not yet been relaxed, was even more furrowed, and the uneasiness on his face could hardly be restrained.
They were not the mole men in the shelter, and their physical fitness was basically at the bottom level of humans in their long-term wandering.
Not to mention encountering extremely bad weather, even if it was sunny and windy, people would often get sick and die.
It was after the world changed drastically, they came to this strange place, and joined the hands of the manager.
The small ancient tribe got enough food supply, and their physical fitness gradually recovered.
However, this only lasted for more than three months.
Until today.
The rising humidity has caused the immunity of the residents of Huanggu Village to continue to decline, reaching an extremely dangerous critical value. In addition, in order to open up wasteland and plant fields some time ago, most of the villagers were working at full capacity, which had already dampened their immunity recovery.
With two-pronged approach, 17 people had fallen ill as of yesterday.
It doesn't sound like a lot, but this is already nearly one-tenth of the entire tribe!
"You don't want to live anymore, right? You know he has an infectious disease, but you still get so close to him and make a fuss."
"Get out of here!"
Walker Bear walked into the building and looked around. His eyes fell on an area where more than 20 people were gathered and quarreling.
These damn outsiders, although they worked very hard some time ago and contributed a lot of "seeds" to the village.
But since the disaster came during this period, their character flaws have been exposed.
They have a bad temper and are difficult to control.
They have high aspirations but a thin life.
These guys' behavior doesn't look like wanderers digging for food in the corners of the city. Instead, they look more and more like those damn predators, who like to gather in groups to make trouble and always want to make a big deal in the tribe.
Look, when his eyes glanced at the man lying on the ground, Wild Bear immediately knew what was going on.
"Ahem, we in Huanggu Village will not give up any villager."
"Whether it is a common cold, water poisoning, or any infectious disease, we will do our best to help treat it." Huang Xiong walked over while comforting him, lowered his head and took a closer look.
It doesn't matter if you don't look, but you will be shocked when you look.
Osmond, who was originally strong and healthy, was really unlucky, and his body showed the most intense reaction.
Whether it was the pattern on the surface of the skin, with a frightening blue-black color crisscrossing above the blood vessels.
Or the circle of rotting under the belly, revealing the white minced meat underneath.
Osmond's bloodless face was as white as paper, and it looked like he had reached the end of his life.
But
"How long has he been sick?"
"One and a half days."
"What, one and a half days and he is already like this, why don't you carry him out quickly?"
Huang Xiong widened his eyes and took two steps back, as if he couldn't believe that the tragedy in front of him took such a short time.
What kind of infectious disease is this? It took less than two days to turn a healthy person into this state?
What? A biochemical virus?
After all, Huang Xiong is just the leader of an ordinary wanderer tribe.
At this moment, he couldn't help but feel fear in his heart.
And when he panicked, the residents of Huanggu Village who were watching the excitement around him suddenly became excited and looked like they were going to lift Osmond up and "transfer" him.
"Save me."
A weak voice came from the ground.
Osmond, whose consciousness had already fallen into confusion, suddenly woke up and stretched out his right hand towards the wild bear, shaking continuously.
"Boss, you are awake!"
"Don't worry, we will guard you, and no one here will be able to carry you away!"
A man with an equally burly figure walked out of the crowd and protected Osmond behind him.
He is Quincy, the current deputy captain of the entire plunderer team.
Although plunderers often kill their companions for the sake of interests, they are very loyal at times.
Even though the two sides were already on the verge of a fight, several guards of the Wild Bone Village who were standing at the door to maintain order came over with weapons.
The team of more than a dozen plunderers did not retreat at all and surrounded Osmond.
Of course, this "sometimes" is naturally
"Boss, tell me the location of that thing, I will take it to the mole man's shelter to exchange it for the special medicine for treatment!"
"They must have it, they definitely have it!"
Taking advantage of the interval, Quincy lowered his head and leaned to Osmond's ear, and asked very quickly.
"What what?"
Osmond opened his eyes and looked at him weakly.
"Of course it is." Looking around carefully, Quincy lowered his voice: "Boss, the industrial core of the Qinggang Shelter was taken by you, right? You don't have to be surprised that the brothers are not fools. It is impossible that they don't know what it is when there are wanted warrants everywhere in the city."
"You" Osmond's voice trembled, as if he wanted to say something.
But the torture brought by the disease was so severe that the second half of his sentence was completely stuck in his throat.
"Boss, if you are alive, the brothers will have a hope to live a good life with you." A trace of regret appeared on Quincy's face: "But you are about to die now, you might as well tell me the location of that thing, maybe there is still a chance to survive."
"In the entire Qinggang City, only Qinggang Shelter may have 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 took effect, and the hope of survival occupied his entire brain.
Give the industrial core to Qinggang Shelter.
Exchange for special medicine.
Survive!
There is hope only if you survive, otherwise that thing is a dead thing.
"Tell me, I will take it out now and change the medicine for you, boss, you will definitely not die!"
"Brothers are still waiting for you to lead us to a good life."
"A good life"
The atmosphere was deadlocked, and Osmond's spirit began to disperse.
Seeing this scene, Quincy couldn't help but feel anxious, and he wanted to reach out and pinch his arm.
But at this moment, an excited voice sounded from the front of the building, and came over melodiously.
"Quick! Hurry up and carry everyone outside!"
Is it Huanglang?
The familiar voice broke the anxious confrontation in the field.
Everyone looked at the door, but saw Huanglang rushing in with two large plastic bags in his hands.
His face was full of excitement, which was in stark contrast to everyone present.
"It's impossible that there will be absolutely no one here who can carry my boss out!"
It was about to succeed, but was interrupted by Huanglang.
Quincy stood up angrily and quickly refuted, and walked out of the crowd, standing in front of Huanglang and staring at him.
"The humidity outside is worse. You let all the patients go outside. Do you want them to die faster?"
"Heh, then won't they die if you keep them inside?"
"I never said that." Quincy was speechless and could only argue: "Haven't we been tossed enough in the past few days? We have tried so many methods but no one has been cured. Do we still have to believe you?"
"It doesn't matter if you don't believe me, but this is the order of the administrator."
Wild Wolf sneered and simply skipped Quincy and turned to other patients and said:
"Just now, the hospital in Hope Village has successfully developed an enhanced version of dehumidification soup that can greatly reduce the damage caused by high humidity to the human body. I applied for twenty copies for our Wild Bone Village as quickly as possible. If you are willing to believe those folk methods, then continue to lie here."
"In addition, lifting all the patients to an open space without shelter is not my idea, but the latest order of our Tianyuan Territory Administrator!"
For a seriously ill person, the most effective way is to tell them that there is a new treatment method.
Even if there is no effect.
After hearing the first half of the sentence, the spirits of the patients present had already perked up.
And when the second half of the sentence came
"What? It was actually the order of the administrator?"
"Oh my God, the administrator finally remembered our Huanggu Village!"
"Go to the open space without shelter?"
"Quick, help me go, help me go quickly!"
"Since it is the order of the administrator, there must be no problem!"
The dying man sat up in shock.
As soon as he heard the five words "Administrator", some of the patients who were still a little depressed stood up immediately.
Looking at their vigorous spirits, there was no trace of the previous sluggishness.
This was not a trust without reason, but a deep impression left by the administrator on everyone in the past few months.
For example, when there was an insect pest in the field, the manager only sent out two unremarkable chickens, and successfully solved 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 be shaky.
The manager only asked a few people to make three brackets according to his instructions and put them in.
The whole building stopped shaking immediately and became as stable as other buildings.
In just a few hundred days, the manager has brought too many magical help.
Even if it sounds a bit ridiculous to ask all patients to stay outdoors without shelter at this moment.
But the residents present still chose to obey as always, and the efficiency of action was amazing.
"Are you sure you don't want to go out?"
People are not plants, who can be ruthless.
Wait until all the patients leave.
Before leaving, Huanglang finally couldn't bear to go around in a circle, standing not far from Osmond and asked.
As the boss of this group of outsiders, the two have dealt with each other a lot during this period.
Although there are always big differences in some opinions, this should not be one of the factors that determine life and death.
"No, don't think of making me the boss"
Quincy's voice was not finished, and Osmond's weak right hand was raised again.
"Save me!"
"You heard it, he wanted to go out by himself."
Wild Wolf glanced at the guards around and winked.
"Get out of the way, otherwise if he dies later, it will be all your fault."
With the consent of the parties involved, the looters present, although somewhat reluctant, still made way.
Osmond was placed on a stretcher, and the atmosphere at the scene eased slightly.
The group walked out heavily and came to a cleared space in the middle of the fifth floor area.
As Osmond's stretcher was put down, the looters who were loyal before did not continue to stick to him, but went back to the building one by one.
Obviously, before showing loyalty to a person who was almost doomed to die and the damage caused by high humidity to themselves, they were still not stupid.
"How did you get this disease?"
Wild Wolf squatted down and asked.
"No, I don't know."
"You are really unlucky, but then again, you are also quite lucky."
"Lucky?"
Osmond forced a bitter smile at the corner of his mouth, and his bloodless face looked quite weird.
"Can he save me?"
"Who?"
"Tiantian Yuan Manager."
"I don't know." Wild Wolf shook his head and pondered: "Your disease is too serious. I have never seen such a strange disease since I was born. And if it weren't for your good health, if it were someone else, they would have died long ago, right?"
"I can pay the price, beg him, beg him to save me!"
"Price?"
"I have what they are looking for." Osmond'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 damn humid environment, he suddenly felt a strange warmth and burning that should not have appeared.
How to describe this feeling, suffering from such a feeling.
Osmond's chaotic brain was no longer as slow as before, and he regained some thinking ability.
He could feel the warmth on his head, just like the warm sunlight shining on his body, dispelling all the coldness.
He opened his eyelids with difficulty, and the fog that had lingered around for dozens of days seemed to be dispersing quickly, disappearing from his sight at lightning speed, revealing a blazing existence.
Is that the sun? ? ?
One thousand chapters, so memorable, hahahaha! (Finally achieved a small achievement!)