My Post-Apocalyptic Shelter Levels Up Infinitely! Chapter 1000: Another day changes the day to break the ghost fog, and the sun and the moon shine to welcome the harvest!

The middle part of Tianyuan Territory, the fifth floor area.

The slightly chilly morning wind is filled with thick water vapor, and the golden wheat fields are gently swaying.

The dew-wet land exudes a strong earthy smell, lingering in the whole 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 neatly repaired gravel block, the wild bear's face was full of uneasiness and fear.

Since last week, the coughing has not stopped in the fifth floor area.

Whether it was morning or noon, no matter whether it was afternoon or night, almost everyone was struggling in the water vapor that was 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 **** all over their bodies.

And just yesterday, something even more desperate happened.

"This is not an ordinary wind-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... .It is hopeless!"

"It's hopeless, old man, I suggest you pay attention to what you say, this is my boss."

"No matter what, 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, hit me can cure infectious diseases, right?"

Approaching a building dedicated to isolating flu patients.

Before it got close, the barbarian bear heard a series of 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 are not gophers in the shelter, and their physical fitness is basically at the bottom level of human beings during their years of wandering.

Not to mention the extreme 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 area, and joining the subordinates of the manager.

It was only then that the small ancient tribe got sufficient food supply, and their physical fitness gradually recovered.

However, this only lasted for more than three months.

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, 17 people have fallen ill as of yesterday.

It doesn't sound like much, but this is already close to one-tenth of the entire tribe!

"I don't even want to live anymore, do I? Knowing that he has an infectious disease, he is still so close and noisy."

"Get out!"

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 difficult to control.

My heart is higher than the sky, but my life is thinner than paper.

The behavior and style of these guys don't look like homeless people who plan food in the corner of the city at all. On the contrary, they look more and more like those **** predators, who like to gather in groups to make trouble, and always want to make something big in the tribe come out.

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 cold or water poisoning, or any other infectious disease, we will do our best to help treat it." While comforting, the wild bear walked over and looked down carefully.

It doesn't matter if you don't read it, but 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.

Whether it is the patterns that appear from the surface of the skin, there is a shocking blue-black color vertically and horizontally above the blood vessels.

It was still rotten under the belly one after another, revealing the whitish minced meat underneath.

Osman's bloodless face was as white as paper, and it looked like he had reached his limit.

Just...

"How long has he been ill?"

"A day and a half."

"What, it's going to be like this in a day and a half, why don't you take him out quickly?"

Arakuma'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?

In the final analysis, the wild bear is just the leader of an ordinary tribe of wanderers.

At this moment, there is 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..help me."

Weak voices came from the ground.

I saw that Osmond, whose consciousness had already fallen into a daze, suddenly woke up, and stretched out his right hand, trembling in the direction of the wild bear.

"Boss, you are awake!"

"Don't worry, we will guard you, there will never be anyone here who can carry you away!"

An equally burly man stepped out from the crowd, protecting Osmond behind him.

He is Quincy, the current vice-captain of the entire Predator team.

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 marauders still did not flinch in the slightest, and surrounded Osmen.

Of course, this "sometime" is naturally...

"Boss, tell me the location of that thing, and I'll take it to the gopher guy's shelter to exchange for the special medicine for your treatment!"

"They definitely have, they definitely have!"

Taking advantage of the interval, Quincy lowered his head and leaned sideways in Osmond's ear, and asked very fast.

"What..what?"

Osmond opened his eyes, looked at him weakly and said.

"Of course..." Quincy looked around carefully, and lowered his voice: "Boss, you took the bounty industrial core in the Clear Harbor Refuge, right? Don't be surprised... brothers are not fools It is impossible to know what it is when there are wanted people everywhere in the city."

"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 going to die now, why don't you tell me the location of that thing?" I may still have a chance to survive."

"In the entire Qinggang City, only Qinggang Refuge has medicines to treat your infectious diseases."

"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 Refuge.

Return to special medicine.

Survive!

There is hope only if you survive, otherwise the thing is a dead thing.

"Tell me, I'll take it out now and give you a change of medicine, boss, you will definitely not die!"

"Brothers are still waiting for you to lead us to live a good life."

"Good..Good day.."

The atmosphere fell into a stalemate, and Osmond's spirit began to slacken.

Watching 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 it... waste wolf?

The familiar voice broke the anxious confrontation in the field.

Everyone looked towards 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... There is absolutely no one here who can lift my boss out!"

I was about to succeed, but was interrupted by the wild wolf.

Quincy stood up angrily and quickly refuted, and walked out from 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?"

"Heh, won't you die if you keep him inside?"

"I've never said that before." Quincy was speechless, so he could only rambunctiously say: "Isn't it enough for us to toss these past few days? Want to believe you?"

"It doesn't matter if you don't believe me, but this is the order of the manager."

The wild wolf smiled disdainfully, and simply ignored Quincy and turned to the other patients:

"Just now, Hope Village's hospital has successfully developed an enhanced version of dehumidification decoction... which can greatly reduce the damage caused by high humidity to the human body. I helped our barren bone village apply for it as quickly as possible. Twenty copies. If you are willing to believe in those earth 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 inform them that there is a new treatment method.

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!"

"Go 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!"

Sit up startled in the dying illness.

As soon as they heard the words "Master Manager", several of the patients who were still a little listless stood up immediately.

Looking at their vigorous spirit, there is no slightest 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, if there is a pest infestation in the field, the manager only sends out two ugly-looking chicks, and successfully solves a big problem that has 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.

The entire building immediately 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, it sounds a bit nonsense to ask all the patients to stay outside without shelter.

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?"

Human beings are not grass and trees, who can be ruthless.

Wait until all patients have left.

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 of opinion, this 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...save me!"

"You heard me, 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.

Placing Osmond on the stretcher, the atmosphere at the scene eased slightly.

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.

"No..don't know."

"You are really unlucky, but...after all, you are also very lucky."

"Lucky... luck?"

Osmond forcibly pulled a wry smile from the corner of his mouth, his bloodless face looked rather strange.

"He...can he save me?"

"Who?"

"Tian..Tianyuan...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 were not in good health, you would have The others, probably died long ago?"

"I... I can pay... the price, beg him, beg him to save me!"

"The price?"

"I have... what they... are... looking for...~IndoMTL.com~ Oss's face is 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 such a 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 difficulty, 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 existence.

Is that... the sun? ? ?

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