Chapter 2072

In the evening of that day, Joann returned home from the epidemic area. Despite running around all day, exhausted physically and mentally, he opened the drawer and searched, and finally found the paper written by Professor Moriarty when he was studying smallpox virus in Hot Spring Town.

The manuscript of the dissertation is still with the tutor, and Joan transcribed it himself. He read the paper carefully from beginning to end, and then excerpted the key points, especially the part about cultivating and inoculating "human pox", which is the most important.

In this excerpt, Joan also carefully deleted all words that might remind people of Professor Moriarty, and then cast a spell and sent this manuscript to Haakon, hoping to have a better understanding of the anti-epidemic work in the Vymur Valley. helps.

After finishing the work at hand, Joan went downstairs to eat and feed the cat by the way.

Mrs. Anderson has not yet recovered from the pain of losing her son, and her mental state is very poor. She hides in the kitchen all day long, weeping and sobbing.

Even so, she insisted on cooking for Joan on time, and the food was as delicious as ever.

However, in this sad and depressing atmosphere, Joan really couldn't whet his appetite. After barely eating half a piece of bread, he put down the knife and fork, picked up the old cat "Qiaoqiu", put it on his lap and stroked its back.

Master "Qiuqiu" suffered from a serious illness this winter, and his cat's life was almost lost. It has not recovered yet, its eyes are almost completely blind, and it can't see the cat food when it is delivered to it. Fortunately, its sense of smell is still sensitive, and it can barely eat by itself.

Anyone can see that the life of this old cat, who has been with Mrs. Anderson for nearly 20 years, is coming to an end.

Joan knows a lot of spells for killing and a little bit of spells for curing diseases and saving lives, but he doesn't know what spells can restore youthful vitality to an old cat that is dying. Just stopped breathing, from a ball of warm hair to cold and stiff...

He has now given up on persuading Mr. "Qiuqiu" to go on a diet and exercise to reduce blood lipids. For an old cat like him, whether his diet is healthy or not doesn't matter much. It doesn't matter. He can eat whatever he wants and live an extra day Count it as a day.

Joan sat in the living room until late at night. Mrs. Anderson was still sobbing alone in the next kitchen, and it was inconvenient for him to send the dishes to the kitchen. Sometimes he even felt that his life was dying inch by inch.

The hour hand on the clock pointed to 11 o'clock. When the bell rang, Joan felt a wave of magic power in front of him, and a ball of red light emerged.

Holding the magic light ball to read the message, it was Haakon's reply.

He has shown the documents provided by Joan to his mother and younger sister, and the whole family thinks it is very valuable.

Mrs. Ishtar urged Haakon and Slude to return to Shizhu Town as soon as possible, first to show Uncle Logan the literature on smallpox prevention, and then ask the elders of the clan and "Master Gray" to take a look and discuss what can be done. Whether to use the methods provided in the literature to design an effective plan to resist virus infection.

When this letter was sent, Haakon and Slude were about to go on the road. Slude refused to reply to Joan, but asked his brother to express his gratitude to him on his behalf.

Haakon didn't quite understand his younger sister's awkward attitude, so he had to truthfully convey Dathrud's attitude in the letter, and by the way, advised Joan not to be angry with her, as a man, he should be more magnanimous.

After receiving Haakon's reply, Joann's guilt towards the Logan family had just eased, and then she heard Mrs. Anderson crying from the kitchen, and her mood fell into depression again.

In his life, he has never felt his soul is suffering in such a clear and painful way.

It can feel like being forced into a pair of shoes that are too small, and you know it won't fit, it's uncomfortable, but you can't get rid of it.

You hope that one day you will be able to take off these ill-fitting shoes and be liberated, but you have a premonition that you may not be able to get rid of these shackles for the rest of your life, because this is the essence of human existence, and it doesn’t matter what is right and what is wrong No, "Others are hell", as long as you are still alive, you have to endure torture.

It's so absurd and yet so true.

Joan sat on the sofa and twisted her body subconsciously. Like an unlucky mouse, stuck to the "sticky mouse board", every minute and every second can feel that he is dying, but he is unwilling and can't help but want to struggle, but the more he struggles, the more he will die. The faster you die.

A person's pain, whether physical or mental, is sufficiently intense that it seems to acquire a substance that can be communicated to surrounding creatures.

Although the master "Ball" is no longer visible, it still maintains the sensitivity of a feline animal. It seems to be aware of the depressive smell emanating from Joan's body, struggling to jump off his lap, and staggering towards the kitchen ,

Joan stood up and planned to follow the old cat to the kitchen to comfort Mrs. Anderson who was crying alone, but he didn't know what to say to bring some comfort to the poor old lady.

If Mrs. Anderson asked him who the murderer of her son was, Joann couldn't bear to lie to her, but she couldn't tell the truth.

If Mrs. Anderson begged him to avenge her son again, how could she refuse?

Thinking of these tangled questions, Joan sat back on the sofa and twisted a few times meaninglessly, like a dying mouse twitching on a "sticky mouse board".

In the end, he still couldn't muster up the courage to face Mrs. Anderson, and another idea quickly swelled in his mind.

"It's shameful to avoid it, but it works."

Qiao An sighed, and took out a pen to leave a note, but suddenly remembered that the old woman could not read a few words and could not understand her message, so she put away the pen and paper, cast a spell and set up a "magic mouth" on the dining table, I left a message to Mrs. Anderson through the "Magic Mouth", saying that I have something to go on a long trip, and I don't know when I will be back. During this period, I don't need to save a meal for myself.

Walking out of the house, Joan stood on the night-shrouded street, feeling like a "vagrant" who decided to run away from home on impulse. Where to go next.

At first he thought of "The Underdark".

In the Underdark, he actually has plenty of places to live.

For example, go to Huayuan Township to visit Mr. Bug Master, and old friends such as Cosette, Evelyn, Patty and Cato.

For example, in the magic crystal mining area, where there are also old friends such as Klein, Scholz, Gumoduo and Robin Hood, it is not difficult to find a place to live.

Of course, the better place right now is the "Hall of Silence" to see how the brewing of "Blood Mead" is going, has Medea been lazy lately, is she still addicted to online shopping, Gray Bird and Fania and Meni Whether the Ya sisters get along well.

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