Silent Crown Chapter 324: You are late
"Scissors, kitchen knife~"
In the early morning in Auschwitz, in the chaotic and run-down market, the white-haired young man squatted on the ground and yelled feebly. ∑The vertex novel, x.
There was a felt blanket in front of him, full of swords and swords looted from the road, and two carrots bought from the stall next door. After they were washed, it was his breakfast.
In the early morning, there were almost no people at the market except for a few vegetable sellers. The entire dilapidated gathering place is like the lower city of Avalon, full of chaos, noisy, deserted and run-down.
It looks terrible, but not so bad that it makes people unable to live.
Those who can't go up and down just hang up like this.
It is full of the feeling that one day counts one day and one day earns one day.
In contrast, Ye Qingxuan also inevitably loses his fighting spirit.
He was already ready to fight the locals for three hundred rounds. After entering the city, they found that the locals didn't bother to care about themselves.
They don’t exclude foreigners, just when they don’t exist.
This made Ye Qingxuan full of fighting spirit hit the empty space, and it was uncomfortable to say.
After he picked up a carrot and wiped it clean, he ate it without a bite, and grinned: The carrots that grow in such a ghost place are naturally not delicious, they are completely dry and eaten in their mouths. It's like chewing a mouthful of sand.
"How did your days live..."
He sighed and yawned sleepily.
Last night, he had expected a big battle. As a result, several of the opponents showed considerable restraint, but after a little trial, they withdrew and left. The remaining people were not sure of victory, and did not dare to rush into action. .
The thunder is heavy and the rain is small. That's all there is to it.
It made him play for nothing.
According to the plan, today he was going to communicate with the master who was sent by Anglu to monitor the entire trial about the specific situation, listen to suggestions, accept some teachings, and it is best to have some strengthened special training or something. Receive some mysterious hole cards by the way.
Result. Everything that was expected did not happen at all.
Ye Qingxuan doesn't even know the name of that master.
From beginning to end, he was hidden in the black mist, and he didn't even show his face when he was eating.
After seeing Ye Qingxuan that night, I took him to a broken hotel, pointed to a room and told him that I live here, don’t come to me if there’s anything wrong, don’t come to me if there’s anything... .
In short, it's good when I don't exist.
"You have arrived anyway. The next thing is up to you."
The master at the time patted him on the shoulder. Seriously said: "What I promised Maxwell is that you will return from here alive, other things... forget it. I trust you very much, classmate Ye Qingxuan."
For this, Ye Qingxuan could only utter the words "hehe" from his throat.
The masters of other people's homes don't want to stuff their students with good stuff, for fear that their students will be eliminated, on their own side... why are they so unreliable.
Oh, the mysterious master still gave him something.
"What is the use of this thing!"
Ye Qingxuan looked at the thing in his hand with a complicated expression--it was a small whistle made by the master knocking on a doorknob on the spot and hollowing it out.
Yeah. It's the kind of spoon for children to play with.
It happened that the guy said in a serious tone: Don't play around if it's okay.
Isn't this nonsense! What's the use of not playing with this kind of ghost!
Ye Qingxuan annoyed and threw the whistle on the stall, thinking for a moment. After sighing again, he picked up the whistle and put it back in his pocket-maybe it really does any good? right? Although it's probably not useful for eggs...
"Hey, how do you sell the knife?"
A man squatted on the stall, picking and choosing, asking in a common language with a strange accent.
Ye Qingxuan glanced. Replied in Romulus’ native accent: “Which one? It’s cheaper, buy one get one free, how about charging you 40 pounds?”
The man was stunned for a moment when he heard the words, then glanced with a strange look in his eyes.
"How about? My accent is standard?" Ye Qingxuan smiled triumphantly.
"..."
The man was expressionless. Without saying anything, he got up and left, making Ye Qingxuan a little confused: Wait! I'm such a kind person, what are you going to do! I won't hit you again! Is it true that the accent is good and wrong?
In the end, he did nothing and watched the man leave.
My only customer.
Ye Qingxuan shook his head and sighed.
The Holy City has very serious regulations. Musicians are not allowed to interfere with the normal life of the locals during trials and missions, nor are they allowed to release any movement to the locals. Once discovered, the qualifications for the trial are revoked.
If the circumstances are serious, drag directly into the silent organ for brainwashing and reformation. Make sure you be a good person to society for the rest of your life.
"It's just...the beastization characteristics are really obvious."
Ye Qingxuan watched the people coming and going from a distance, muttering to herself in a voice that only one could hear.
Compared with other races, the skeleton of male adult Romulus is obviously thinner, and the skin is slightly bronzed. Because of the living environment, most of the skin is not good.
But the face and limbs are obviously luxuriant, and many people have sharp nails, thick and hard, like beasts. This is caused by the blood of the demon in the body contaminated by natural disasters. It is said that this situation is especially obvious in some newborns in recent years.
Fear of light, fear of water, full of aggressiveness...
If this continues, in another five or six generations, after a foreseeable hundred years, I am afraid that the Romulus will really be reduced to half-man and half-beast.
Thinking of this, Ye Qingxuan couldn't help sighing.
Are there any other hopes in this kind of ghost place?
Auschwitz is simply a wilderness.
Outside the towering gray walls, no one is inhabited.
Drought, desolate, overgrown with weeds, cannot be cultivated, there is no geographical convenience, and there is no possibility of livability, just pure, there is such a place.
If there is anything that can be developed. There were only thin copper mines available for mining. As a result, with the discovery of the relics in previous years, there are now no copper mines.
The environment is so bad that there is no way to save it. No wonder the people here have to mess around day after day.
He was awakened from his contemplation in the deep sound of the bell.
It's on the opposite side. The door of the dilapidated church slowly opened, revealing the rudimentary courtyard and buildings.
When Ye Qingxuan saw this, he didn't care about the stall, got up from the ground, patted the dust, and walked forward.
Since the locals are too lazy to take care of themselves, and Anglu's thighs are unreliable, they can only go the way of the cult.
At the very least, it’s impossible for members of the Order to be cold-faced with themselves as a clergyman reserve, right?
Not to mention. Before Ye Qingxuan came, he had accepted the entrustment of the cult.
The reason for throwing away the trial, he came here, he planned at the beginning... But it is really to treat illnesses and save people!
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As he expected, there are no official members in this dilapidated chapel. Only one priest who looked old-eyed and dim-eyed, and two mixed children born locally were responsible for cleaning.
There are not many believers among the Romulus. The budget allocated each year is not easy for priests to eat, not to mention the cost of repairing the church.
The dim-eyed priest looked at Ye Qingxuan's identity certificate for a long time before thinking about it.
"Oh. You mean the flu... I reported this matter years ago, but it fell to nothing. I thought this commission had been abandoned."
The old priest patted Ye Qingxuan on the shoulder: "I didn't expect someone to come. It really scared me. It's a pity that you are late."
"...coming late?"
Ye Qingxuan was taken aback: "Are all the patients dead?"
"No, it's just a common cold. It will be fine for a few days."
The old priest spread his hands: "So, Mr. Ye. You are late. As early as half a year ago, the flu was extinguished."
"..."
Ye Qingxuan looked at him blankly, somewhat unable to accept the expansion: He still plans to dedicate a red heart to cure the disease and save people, why haven't people arrived yet. The flu is cured!
It's like in an adventure novel, the brave man just hit the road, and in the end the villain got the plague and died of illness.
The world has been saved, everything is beautiful and boundless... But Ye Qingxuan's heart is particularly uncomfortable.
"Then why don't you revoke this entrustment."
Ye Qingxuan has a level of tears: "Otherwise, how could I be fooled by the old rascal Maxwell to come here."
"Wait for me to finish."
The old priest sighed helplessly: "The flu was extinguished, yes, but...the virus is still there."
Ye Qingxuan fell into sluggishness.
The virus, still there?
What is the reason for this?
The basement of the church, in a simple operating laboratory.
After a long silence, Ye Qingxuan looked away from the small microscope, rubbed his eyes, and cursed a **** in a low voice. Now, he can be sure that this flu is definitely man-made.
Someone created flu and plague against this group of Romulus, and left behind.
The observed sample comes from a body that Romulus recently died of old age.
It can be clearly observed that a large number of this virus is parasitic in the blood and organs of the deceased. Although it has been dormant and completely harmless, it is still firmly integrated with the human body.
The immunity of ordinary humans is enough to kill these viruses~IndoMTL.com~metabolic elimination. The demons are not afraid of such flu. Their bodies are completely different from humans, and they are naturally immune to corpse poison and other germs.
But the Romulus, mixed with the demon blood, is in trouble.
This virus is obviously made for their immunodeficiency. The gap between human and demonic blood is filled by this virus... That is to say, it may even accelerate the deformity of the Romulus. , So that the blood of the demon can completely replace the part of the human...
"It's terrible."
Ye Qingxuan sighed: "How many people have been infected with this virus?"
"Almost...all."
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Thanks to Twisted Key for rewarding fifty thousand starting coins.
By the way, it's the end of the month, so everyone can order more monthly tickets to support me, so I am afraid of being counterattacked by the people below... (To be continued.)