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635 Disaster 3

Meng Li looked back and saw that the officers and soldiers on the city wall were wearing masks on their faces, covering them tightly. Apart from their two eyes, they had almost no skin exposed.

It is similar to the people in the capital. Now people walking in the streets and alleys want to wrap themselves up on a few floors before going out.

I don’t know if anyone actually gets an epidemic in the capital. If so, maybe someone will solve it secretly.

The night was too dark, and I didn't seem to notice her and Zheng Xian.

Zheng Xian quickly handed Meng Li a mask and said:

"This situation is too serious. It's not that serious before."

"Save me, save me."

A woman got up from the ground with difficulty and staggered towards Zheng Xian.

Zheng Xian couldn't help but retreat. These people were actually quite terrifying now, because they had already reached a desperate situation and could do anything.

Meng Li glanced at the mask and couldn't tell what material it was. It should be produced by the Mall of the Large Plane Field.

I was not polite, so I put on a mask and barely blocked the stench and rotten smell that had just been emitted everywhere.

I feel much more relaxed in breathing.

The smell here is really bad, and now it is obviously a situation that the court cannot control.

I could only lock people outside, but people outside wanted to go to Beijing to ask for help.

In fact, there are already some signs of moral collapse. When the people in power risked their reputation and wanted to do so, the situation can be imagined.

In other words, the original owner was a lady in the boudoir, but I heard that he had never seen it with my own eyes.

Meng Li thought it would be better not to stay here for a long time, so he pulled Zheng Xian to build a channel and run away.

This is where we reach a relatively empty place.

Zheng Xian said:

"I'll take you there."

Zheng Xian released her mental power. Her mental power was relatively strong, covering a wide area. She barely identified the geographical location she appeared in, so Zheng Xian led the way.

The two of them used their light skills, and Zheng Xian was very fast. Meng Li had only been practicing for a few days and it was a bit difficult to keep up.

You can only display your running talent and can barely keep up.

When he arrived at a peach blossom forest, Zheng Xian grabbed a stone and hit him in all directions. Then he took Meng Li to turn left and right, and entered the peach blossom forest. There were several rooms inside and there were guardrails at the door.

It's like a farmyard, and the lights are still on.

Zheng Xian went in and came out from inside. Judging from his body shape, he was a man and a woman, because they were all wearing Zheng Xian's masks and gloves on their hands.

The whole body is protected relatively tightly.

The woman said to Zheng Xian:

"Master, you are here."

Zheng Xian asked:

"Are you still alive?"

The woman nodded and said:

"According to the medicine given by the master, I took it every day, but it didn't improve, and..."

Zheng Xian: "And what?"

"It's even worse."

Zheng Xian sighed and said to a man and a woman:

"You guys are waiting for me here."

Zheng Xian took out a new set of gloves and gave them to Meng Li like a magic trick. The two of them got ready and entered the room. Meng Li asked:

"How did you redeem it?"

Zheng Xian suddenly turned around, looked at Meng Li carefully, and said:

"I played mutant zombies in the end of the world before."

"I just wanted to exchange it for you. I will encounter the end of the world in the future. Who knew that I would be used by this task? There are not too many now. My mall is still locked."

Meng Li:...

It is hard to imagine what the lively and enthusiastic Zheng Xian plays with zombies.

There was also a cloth curtain in the room. Zheng Xian lifted it and there was a bed inside, and a man was lying on the bed.

Shirtless.

The man had rashes on his body, and his hands were scratched unconsciously, making the bed sheets covered with mottled blood and bloody body.

Meng Li approached the man and entered a little, looking at the man's face flushed and his breath was heavy, which was a bit like a symptom of a high fever.

And when you get close to the man, you can smell the corruption that comes from the mouth and nose between the man's breathing.

Meng Li squinted his eyes and used his mental power to scan the man's whole body, and the man suddenly sat up.

Fortunately, Meng Li reacted quickly, otherwise he would have bumped into the man.

Meng Li retreated suddenly and almost stabilized her body. When she stabilized her body, Meng Li saw the man scratching his back hard, and blood beads emerged one by one.

It seemed that he had caught enough, and the man lay down again, and his consciousness seemed to be very blurred.

I can't feel the pain in my body.

Meng Li said to Zheng Xian:

Hold him down for me."

Zheng Xian took a rope and tied the man to the bed.

Meng Li wore gloves and opened the man's eyelids and looked at him. The whites of his eyes were extremely turbid. Meng Li pinched the man's mouth again. The man's tongue coating was yellow and greasy, emitting an indescribable smell.

From all aspects, a middle-aged man looks like an old man in his late age.

Meng Li lifted the curtain and walked outside. Looking at the medicine jars placed on the ground outside, Meng Li asked what medicine Zheng Xian was using.

Zheng Xian said it one by one.

Finally, he looked at Meng Li with bright eyes:

"Ali, do you have any solutions?"

Meng Li shook his head:

"If it weren't for your medicine, I felt that this man might have died long ago, but I think the situation is very bad. Even if there is medicine, I can't hold on for long."

Meng Li spread his hands, his eyes were helpless:

"And I can't think of any prescription that can solve the problem."

The imperial court has long posted the imperial list. If anyone who gives the prescription can control the plague, he will be willing to be appointed as a marquis.

The jealous rats sacrificed batch after batch, and the people who presented the prescriptions came in batch after batch, but none of them worked.

"It's a pity that there are no modern instruments, otherwise I might have learned more."

Zheng Xian said with some loss.

Meng Li shook his head, pondered for a moment:

"Modern technology cannot defeat every virus."

"And the epidemic is coming in a fierce way, exceeding the speed of normal transmission."

Zheng Xian sighed, Meng Li closed his eyes and sensed the will of heaven.

It is impossible that the way of heaven makes people suffer such a virus and let everyone die, right?

Meng Li can capture a little bit of the will of heaven in such a direction with such a great direction through his talent.

But Meng Li did not sense that the way of heaven had the will to this aspect, and there was no such thing as it was.

Meng Li asked Zheng Xian: "Is this a normal plane, right?"

Zheng Xian tilted his head and said:

"Yes, I feel it."

Meng Li said:

"This disease cannot be treated, and it is OK if there is a prescription to prevent it."

"But I can't think of any prescription that can prevent this."

This will not last long in the capital. The food in the city will always be eaten up, and it cannot guarantee whether these sick people will forcibly attack the city.

If you get an epidemic, you won’t die immediately. You still need to eat and want to live.

I guess my safety will not be guaranteed.

Zheng Xian frowned and looked at Meng Li:

"Why are my luck so bad?"

Meng Li expressed sympathy.

"Let's think about it when we go back." Meng Li held his forehead a little worried.
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