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Chapter 172 The Old Man and the Old God

In midsummer, the plague in Tambunita was prevalent. Not to mention outsiders, the locals were frantically fleeing. As for Pippen, the birthplace of the plague, no one dared to set foot.

Cecil now has only two kings, Langdon and Russell. He raged at Burton on the parchment and would rather die than submit. Finally, Oakes was kept. Russell was very satisfied with the result.

"My application form for returning to the front line has not been read yet, and the work efficiency of the temple is too low." Oakes muttered, "The people in the temple must be dating handsome guys and eating cakes all day long, I have heard that Yes, the temple especially likes Moon City’s desserts.”

Russell smiled and hugged his lover's waist. Although the appearance and figure of this guy had completely changed, this was the last time. The body he hugged now did not belong to anyone else, it was the unique Oaks.Oakes was tempered by many trials and tribulations, which is another story.

"The temples are used for the elderly." Russell looked down on Burton unceremoniously, "Don't mind, you will shine in Moon City."

Cecil kept writing hard on the parchment, the pen made of branches was almost worn out, and he didn't finish writing for 5 minutes. In the end, he simply rolled up the parchment and smashed it on the tree trunk next to him. Several times.

"Burton is unwilling to send someone?" Langdon asked.

"He said that there are no royal knights, but there are as many people infected with the plague." Cecil said angrily.

"How did you reply?" Langdon laughed.

"I said I want both!" Cecil roared, "It's all human! So many hands!"

With the development of the textile, white porcelain, cosmetics and wine industries, Yuecheng once again experienced a severe labor shortage. Bosses, big and small, have already increased their salaries and still can't find anyone. Seeing that the order is about to expire But they couldn't produce it, and everyone was so anxious that their mouths were foaming and their heads were smoking, but no one was there.

"We can stay in Tambunita for a few days if you want," Langdon said in a rare voice. "There are people everywhere."

Cecil was taken aback and said, "Do you agree?"

Langdon raised his eyebrows: "What are you talking about? I am your royal cavalry, and I want to obey your orders, my dear His Majesty the King."

Cecil laughed dryly, but said nothing, arguing with "wife" is not a good thing.

Of course, the baby can't run around with a few smelly men in the scorching sun. Russell and Oakes are responsible for taking her back to Moon City. Moon City also needs someone to manage affairs. Cecil and Langdon can start this rare two-person trip.

Thinking about it from this angle, Cecil suddenly felt excited, couples traveling together, it’s pretty good, except for the plague pandemic...

Langdon was not afraid of the bubonic plague. Cecil was alone, and Langdon didn't have to worry about it. Even if he got the disease, he could be completely cured, so the danger was not that great.

"That premonition is getting worse." After Russell and Oakes left, Langdon said with some doubts, "Do you have a feeling that at a certain moment, you want to do something, even though you know it shouldn't be, I have my doubts, but I just want to do it.”

"Yes." Cecil sighed, "Fried chicken before going to bed is something you should never eat. Of course I know this truth, but I just can't stop talking about it."

Langdon: "..."

Cecil turned into the abandoned village, and saw a pile of corpses at the first sight. The oldest of these children was estimated to be about ten years old, and the youngest were still babies. Layers of corpses were piled up to form a pagoda. However, this village does not have the power of a "state". It is estimated that there is not enough magic flames, so the knight will go to other people and want to light a big magic fire to burn the corpses.

It is a well-known rule that the bodies of plague-dead bodies must be burned.

Cecil and Langdon worked hard for a long time before burying the corpses. Digging a pit was a laborious task. Next, Langdon suggested to go to Pippen.

"If people are still alive at this time, they should have antibodies, right?" Langdon's tone became more and more like that of an earthling, with many terms at his fingertips, without any effort. "This way, you don't have to worry about getting sick again."

Cecil said with uncertainty: "I don't know if there is any antibody to the Black Death, but people who go out of the epidemic area must be quarantined for a week, without any exceptions."

On that point Langdon couldn't agree more.

Pippen's city wall is tall enough, and it seems to be well repaired. At this moment, the walls are full of blood, corpses, and traces of magic attacks. Cecil stood under the city wall and raised his head. As far as he could see, there were bare feet .

"Sun exposure is a form of healing. Sunlight and high heat can heal patients," Langdon sighed. "Some feet... are still moving."

A pair of feet shook suddenly, and suddenly fell off. When Cecil looked over subconsciously, he suddenly found that it was a corpse. There was no response during the falling process, his eyes were kept open, and the gap on the city wall was filled. A new pair of feet, from his angle, he could still see those feet struggling a few times, trembling constantly.

"Are you crazy?" Cecil muttered and couldn't help but yelled, "Take people back, it won't work! Don't be crazy, this won't cure the disease!"

Several heads poked out from the city wall, and someone shouted, "Is it a healer?"

Cecil glanced at Langdon, and said loudly without hesitation, "Yes, let me in!"

There was a commotion, some people were yelling something, some people directly shouted "help me", and some people were crying with joy.

"The door can no longer be opened!" A voice sounded hoarse, as if it had been shouting for a long time, "Please don't come in, Mr. Healer!"

"What nonsense are you talking about?!" Someone rushed over and pushed the mute man away, "Are you going to kill us all?"

"This is already a plague city!" The mute man stood up, pushed the man away with his tall stature, and said firmly, "We can't let the plague spread, Tanbunita and other cities, do you want this Will everyone in this continent die?"

"I don't care about these, I just want to live!" Another person rushed up excitedly and grabbed the mute man by the collar, "Get out of the way, you—ah!"

The reflection of the sword flashed in the sun, and the mute man seemed stronger, he stood on the city wall, like a warning to stop all those who wanted to run out: "If you go out, then go out as a corpse! If you don’t want to be a corpse, I’ll help you!”

Cecil looked at the back of the mute man, and couldn't help sighing: Although he knew it was murder, a martyr who didn't care about his own life felt less disgusted than an executioner who slaughtered women and children.

"Let me in, I can help you prevent the plague." Cecil shouted, "Don't worry, I entered voluntarily."

The mute man turned around, with his back to the sun, making his image tall and shining: "Mr. Healer, you are a good person, but you may be too young to understand how terrible the plague is."

"Of course I understand. Fever, vomiting, blisters, pus, black hands, red spots on the neck, and many other symptoms, I understand, because I have seen them." Cecil lied without blinking his eyelids , very thick-skinned, "Let me go in, if any of you are still alive, maybe I can save you all."

There was silence on the city wall, followed by noise and pleading, and the cries of women and children. In the end, the mute man seemed to have made a decision: "You can come in, but I will never open the city gate!"

"No problem." Cecil nimbly jumped onto Langdon's back, wrapping his arms around his loved one's neck like a large bundle, "Let's go."

Langdon squatted halfway and kicked the ground, and jumped up and jumped over the city wall like a big cat. The people on the city wall were not surprised. After all, this world is full of creatures whose physical fitness far surpasses that of human beings. same appearance.

The mute man had a bearded face, his eyes were red but he was still in good spirits, probably because he hadn't rested for a long time, he looked at Cecil suspiciously, and said: "Please forgive my rudeness, Mr. Healer, this I want to stay away from you, the curse of the plague is everywhere, and no one knows when it will be infected."

"I know." Cecil smiled, "So I'm here, is there anyone alive?"

A young woman rushed out, hugging Langdon's leg and crying, "Someone, we're still alive! We're still alive! Please save us! Save us!"

The mute man is named David, the mayor of Pippen, an intermediate mage and an amateur knight, and he can be said to be a young and vigorous leader.

"There are still amateur knights?" Cecil leaned closer to Langdon and whispered, "Why are there still professional knights?"

"Knight is a profession, and there are relevant will rules and preferential treatment." Langdon lowered his voice and replied, "Just like fallen knight is also a profession. Otherwise, why do you think O'Casey has changed like that? No. [-] will not Do it."

"I thought it was Moyer's hands and feet, the purgatory creature knows what kind of setting it is." Cecil muttered softly, "Your will rules are too annoying, doesn't it make the strong stronger and the weak weaker? ?”

"It's not the same. As long as there is a strong enough expert in a certain profession or field, and a very effective will rule is established after his death, then this profession will attract more powerful people to enter." Langdon said, "So Say, understand, there is no strongest profession, only the strongest..."

"Player." Cecil said reflexively.

"Ok?"

"It's nothing."

Cecil and Langdon are following David on the streets of Pippen. This is a typical mid-sized city in Tambunita, with stone roads, stone and wooden houses, magic cleaning puppets, etc. There are too many people, the wide streets are empty, the flowers and plants on the side of the road are drooping under the scorching sun, obviously lacking proper care, abandoned items can be seen in many places, such as a gorgeous magic four-wheeled carriage slanting Parked on the side of the road, the curtains on the windows were motionless in the scorching sun, covering the interior of the carriage.

The most unignorable thing was the birds circling in the sky, which looked like crows, gathered in a group in one place, flying up and down, and Cecil guessed that there was probably a place where the corpses were stored.Of course, the corpses should be burned, but the speed of the dead is too fast. Soon, not to mention the materials for burning corpses, even the number of people who burn corpses is decreasing, gradually becoming burned. In the end, the corpses that cannot be burned can only be burned. Choose a place to pile them up, and when there are uncontained corpses on the street, the city will be over.

Luckily, Pippen hasn't gotten there yet, and it's also odd that it's been around for too long as a plague site.

"Can the city's daily administration still be maintained?" As a mayor, Cecil has some experience. With David alone, it is impossible to control a city of more than 9000 people. "Is there anyone in the healing or herbal medicine industry?" ?”

David shook his head heavily: "You have only negative answers to these two questions."

Cecil scratched his head: "How many people are still alive in that city?"

"Three thousand, 630, and seven." David announced the number at once, and turned his head to look at the city wall not far away. "After today, there will probably be sixteen fewer."

Cecil then glanced at the city wall, and the densely hanging bare feet were like a nightmare. He hesitated for a while, and asked the doubt politely: "You seem to be very popular."

David sneered, and raised the knife in his hand. The special oily pattern indicated that it was a Damascus steel knife. After obtaining the patent for Damascus steel, Tambunita widely used this new steel in weapons, but it was rare. Make into armor.

"That's not the point." David lowered his hand holding the knife. He took a deep breath and said helplessly, "After an epidemic occurs in a city, once the mayor dies, Algi's Sky Garden will be dispatched to directly destroy the city. The city, no matter how many survivors there are. The responsibility of the mayor is to close the city gates when the epidemic is out of control and not allow the epidemic to expand. will be executed."

Fuck, this setting is too insidious, Cecil slandered.

Because of this, David was able to control Pippen for so long and prevent more sources of infection from going out. Summer is a high-risk period for plague. Knowing this information, the Middle Kingdom will soon face a new test.

At this time, Cecil was learning about Pippen's situation with David.

"I'm a little confused, it might offend you, but I wouldn't have come if I was afraid of authority." Cecil said, "I have to ask, how did you keep this city alive? As far as I know, the original outbreak of the Black Death was Pippen, Pippen's epidemic lasted the longest, and I found some cities on the way there were dead bodies, but Pippen was at least... still alive."

David showed a rare smile: "This is all thanks to a friend who brought some information. Although the curse of the plague cannot be lifted, at least it can be delayed. If there are enough healing mages..."

Cecil didn't say anything, probably Tanbunita had given up on Pippen, which puzzled him a lot. A city with a population of close to 1 is not a small city in this world. Losing 1 people is hard for any ruler. It's unbearable to say, not to mention most of them are still mages.

It can only be said that the plague is really terrible. This is probably one of the few natural powers that mages have not yet conquered.

"Can I meet your friend?" Cecil asked.

"Of course." David looked forward, "Coincidentally, he is here."

When Cecil turned his head, a surprised face came into view, and he couldn't help but raise the corner of his mouth, and ran over to give the other party a bear hug: "Luther!"

It was Luther who hadn't seen him for many years. The originally dark and thin man had become dark and strong. In summer, he wore tattered sackcloth with a broad chest. Only the wooden staff in his hand never appeared. Variety.He seemed to want to resist Cecil's move, but after hesitating, he gave in and gave Cecil a warm hug.

As the first person he met after crossing, Luther not only provided Cecil with a little consolation: at least, this is not a world where human nature is evil.

Cecil had a lot to ask, but it wasn't a good time right now, so he had to quickly get to the point: "What did you do to keep this city?"

Luther's answer was both reasonable and unexpected: "Bath and soap."

Basic daily necessities have been popularized in Luoyewan. Now, whoever says to do nothing or use a cloth after shitting will be ridiculed as a country bumpkin. Unfortunately, toilets have not been promoted. On the one hand, the magic excrement and urine cleaning system is very Effective, on the other hand, residents of old civilized countries still do not agree to pile up these filthy things together, and it is even more impossible to put them in the fields. Magic seeds are resistant to drought, flood, and pests, and they don't even need human management.

So far, bathhouses still have a strong meaning of "big health care", relaxing massage and pushing oil, few people use this as a serious cleaning method.

Luther smiled and said, "I really didn't like taking a bath in Moon City, but you said that once the plague comes, keeping the skin and clothes clean at all times is the only effective way."

"I didn't believe it at first." David said with emotion, "However, desperate people will try everything. This method didn't work immediately, but as time went by, other cities almost perished due to the plague. Now, we still have more than 3000 people alive, which is a miracle."

"It's not a miracle." Cecil, "It's science."

Of course no one understood what science was, but that didn't stop them from listening to Cecil's explanation.David gathered all the existing management personnel together for a meeting. Meetings are very dangerous when the plague is prevalent, so he opened the mage tower in the city and kept the low-level cleaning magic, at least to ensure that the people who enter are clean, Every city has a mage's tower, usually used as a government office building.

"Burning Nita," sighed David. "We're running low on Nita."

Cecil felt very distressed when he heard it, and immediately started to work: "First of all, I want to tell you how the Black Death spread..." After finishing speaking in a few words, he continued without waiting for anyone to ask, "Is there any lime?"

"Yes." A gray-haired old man raised his hand and said, "The building needs lime, and the city always has it."

"All the houses that are still inhabited must be limed!" Cecil said.

"Too much, not enough lime." The old man said immediately.

"Then prepare a tall building with enough ventilation, enough windows to let sunlight in, a flat and hard floor that is easy to clean, and no dead corners that cannot be found. Try to find such a building, and then select healthy people to live in it. To prevent further expansion of the plague!" Cecil is already very familiar with this set, and he speaks very fast, "The weather is very hot, you can take a bath every day, and when you take a bath, you should check each other to make sure there are no bite wounds on your body. Soap, throw away any clothes that are suspected of having fleas. If you have no clothes to wear, use cleaning magic or boil them. Boiling water is used to disinfect. At the beginning, everyone must drink boiled and cooled water. If you have magic bread or magic water, it’s okay, but I suggest you save your precious magic bits to save your life. We must isolate suspected diseases and healthy people, which is to prevent epidemics The first step in expansion is also an important step!"

Someone took out a small notebook and recorded it, and someone asked, "How do you screen healthy people?"

"Select people who have no symptoms and no wounds on their bodies. These people can enter the health area after living in the waiting area for ten days. All those who can self-treat the Black Death are screened out. They are the only ones who can move in the isolation area. Every day At least one magic spot must be reserved for yourself as a precaution, and at the same time, you must wrap your whole body up and down. The next step is to burn all the areas where the epidemic is severe, and burn them clean!"

Now that there is no vaccine or various "mycotics", this is all Cecil's method, and the most frightening thing is that it is actually the most effective method in the world.

"Kill fleas, kill rats, protect cats, dogs, and birds. These animals will prey on wild rats and are not infected with the Black Death. Birds rarely attack humans. Move, comrades!" Cecil has completely calmed down. , "This is a long and difficult battle against the epidemic and we have to fight it. We only have family and friends behind us. This battle cannot be lost!"

The administrators bowed silently, which represented admiration and gratitude. Cecil was the only rescuer who came during this period.

After Cecil answered some small questions, he bumped into Luther's smiling expression: "What are you doing?"

Luther leaned over and said in a low voice: "When I knew you...you became the king, I thought that this kid would never be a decent king. Now it seems that I was wrong. You are an excellent king. Luther Savage is at your service."

"Then my first order is to come back to Moon City." Cecil climbed up, "I need management talents."

Luther was stunned with his mouth open, and after a while he showed a wry smile: "You are still so shameless!"

"Shameless can live a good life." Cecil said nonchalantly, "By the way, why are you here?"

"Well, this story is very long." Luther said, "There will be a chance in the future."

Cecil thought the same thing. He looked around and suddenly realized that Langdon had disappeared at some point. Langdon would never leave so silently. Just as he was wondering, a familiar voice sounded at the door: " Honey, who do you see coming?"

Cecil looked around, and Langdon stood beside an old man with a wrinkled face and a smile.

This is an Asian face.

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