The Dean Has Arrived Chapter 366: The Plague City (Part 2)

Tōngguò There are secret tunnels in every inspection station, Franken and the others finally came to the destination of this trip, the plague cage Morag.

"It's miserable..."

Since childhood in a normal human society... the few little guys who grew up in the countryside are scared by the tragedy in front of them.

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The narrow neighborhoods are dirty and unresistible, and all kinds of garbage and even excrement can be seen everywhere on the ground. The disgusting smell attracted a lot of flies, and these flies were about to catch up with the known flies flying around with a noisy buzzing noise, leaving zìjǐ marks on trash and feces, as well as those white flowers. Yes, the offspring still wriggling.

In such harsh conditions, it is humans who are in the trash.

Skinny, full of mud, eyes dull, hair has long become mottled because of the harsh environment, no matter how you look at it, they are two different species of creatures.

But they are indeed humans.

Of course, there are dead people.

At least, Dorothy, who straddled Kamiyo's shoulders, saw two children about her age, sitting on a bamboo mat full of holes with her knees on her knees, presumably sheltering from the rain. Behind them, there was a corpse of a female who was so decomposed that it could not be seen.

That should be their mother.

Kamiyou and the others are not the little guys who are all acquainted with me. In fact, they ran with Xiweidong a lot in half a year. Kěnéng is higher in perception than 90% of the civilians in the Eastern Plains.

Not only that, but they have all experienced all kinds of hardships, and their minds should have been tempered with incomparable perseverance.

But this kind of perseverance was easily broken by the tragic sight in front of me.

Maybe the dean let them jìnháng this kind of tempering too early.

Franken, who was observing the little guys in secret, thought to himself.

"Take away your sympathy, now we have other tasks."

Because Kamiyo and they were all in a state of shock, Franken finally had to remind them out loud.

Their conversations are all student or teacher certificates of tōngguòzìjǐ, so they don't need to be too loud to hear other people.

"Yes, but the professor..." Riddle, who was sitting on Tannis's shoulder, felt zìjǐ dry and wanting to say shíme, but he didn't want to say what it should be. This kind of gǎnjiào, like a throat, made him very uncomfortable.

"Are we really going to leave these poor people alone?" Dorothy glanced at the two children again, and said unbearably.

"nàme what do you want to do? Bring them. What then? There are nearly 400,000 people in Molagri. This is nearly half of the number of drowning in the groundwater system in previous years. You want to These poor people with the source of the disease are brought out and spread the disease to other humans. Will everyone die together in the end?"

Franken's words left them speechless.

"Don't think too much. We can't save these poor people. But at least we can stop this shìjiè from giving birth to new poor people."

The words are over. Franken walked to the west of Morag's water source, Mohs Rashid River, where the source of the plague was dropped.

The Tannis and Riddle group followed almost any hesitation, while the Kamiyo and Dorothy group hesitated. Only to keep up with Franken's back.

The protective suit guarded by Morag is still quite deterrent. When they came to the main road, Franken and his party were almost shunned by everyone, even if the two guards disguised by four little guys seem to be acting quite qíguài, no one dared to take a look...

From this we can see how domineering these guys are in Morag.

Franken was also happy to bother the méiyǒu, and continued to supplement Morag's common sense to the four little guys.

"According to the descriptions of some walking merchants, the current Morag, apart from the Morag guard, who is called the Lord of the White City by the residents, is home to two great powers. They are the rulers on the bright side, the old The'windmill' that has been inherited by the administrative agencies of the era and the'Heihe' that is formed by the merger of several underground organizations and controls the dark side of Morag."

After loyal to Xiwei, Franken has been researching and deciphering the source of the plague. At the same time, he has collected Morag’s intelligence in various ways to prevent the shíhòu who came in from being blackened and being cheated and replaced. People count the money.

Except for those businessmen who have business connections with Morag, there are probably not many people outside Morag who know this plague city better than him.

"I think the existence of this city is dark enough..."

Because the conditions on the main road are much better than those in the small alleys, Kamiyu now has a leisurely mind.

"I don't deny this yīdiǎn." Franken méiyǒu said because of Kamiyu's words: "But the dark side I am talking about is more of casinos, underground banks, black boxing matches and prostitutions. People living in depression need these things to vent more. As far as I know, Heihe has also set foot in some things that are explicitly prohibited on the ground."

The little guys were silent.

While they were talking, a small river appeared in front of them, which was not too wide, and the water was faintly black. Looking down from where they were, there were still a few building debris at the bottom of the river...

"At the beginning of the plague, the méiyǒu affected the appearance of the river water. This is also the reason why the disease spreads widely in the beginning of the shíme. After the murderer died, the river began to turn black. This is also Heihe. The source of the name. In addition, this is only a tributary, which should have been left by the eruption of the groundwater system like a mountain torrent a few years ago. As far as I know, nearly a quarter of the land in Morag was submerged because of that disaster. "

There was a slight commotion in the block not far away, and gradually began to approach here.

Franken looked at the black river water, and said in a méiyǒu tone: "Next, as long as you follow this river, you will find the main road of the Mohs Rashid River. But that river is quite in the record. It’s wide, maybe it’s better to find a local who is familiar with the terrain as a guide...for example..."

Speaking of this, as soon as the skeleton mage stretched out his hand ~IndoMTL.com~, he ran out of the block, planning to cross the not-wide Heihe, and ran to the opposite man to grab it.

"Like this guy who is good at running away."

As it came from the block, ‘Don’t run! ’’Hurry up! With words like ’, the man in Franken’s hand struggled desperately, but he still didn’t have to use the hand of a high-level magician and a lesser imprisonment technique to get rid of him.

This shíhòu, a few people in uniform uniforms chased from the block panting. The four-color triangles on the uniforms meant that they were members of the windmill. It’s just that these guys with their usual eyes above the top saw him. The anger on Ranken's protective suit disappeared instantly, turning into a flattering fawn.

"As expected to be the lord of Baicheng, this guy was caught all at once." One of the guys who looked like a secretary rubbed his hands and slapped his ass.

"Go and do your business, I took this guy."

At this moment, Franken's toneless tone has become quite deterrent, and the members of the windmill dare not stay longer, and ran away with oil on the soles of their feet... (to be continued...)