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Since ancient times, the three major causes of reducing the average life expectancy of human beings and reducing population are: war, famine, and plague.
During the period after Wang Wen entered the checkpoint, I have seen the first two.
Now I finally came across the third one.
So many people died in the famine, and the corpses were left unattended, and even the phenomenon of cannibalism appeared. This situation has buried huge hidden dangers.
Originally, the dispersion of refugees might not have been so serious.
Today, the four major water sources are concentrated in releasing grain.
A large number of disaster victims gathered together.
After a day or two of fermentation, it finally broke out.
Wang Wen "flyed" over a certain grain storage area to check.
A large number of people die every minute and every second.
Fall down in rows like hard door panels.
The scene was shocking, like purgatory on earth.
Zhu Xingguo and the others next to him were terrified.
Cheng Que reluctantly looked away, and sighed with a trembling voice: "How could this happen!"
Wang Wen shook her head: "The previous disasters were too serious. Many people even ate corpses, not to mention snakes, insects, rats and ants. Smaller mice were caught and even stuffed in their mouths without any treatment. The hidden danger has long been buried. Now it just happened to explode."
That's what he said.
There is another thought in my heart.
The so-called "coincidence" is really too much of a coincidence.
It's not too early or too late to get stuck on the node that is ready to pass the customs.
It seemed as if a pair of invisible hands were preventing him from passing the level.
This is not the first time this weird feeling has appeared.
It is said that the World Tower does not welcome any tower climbers, and blocking is a normal phenomenon.
However, I have never seen such a situation of being stuck and staring at the fight in my previous life.
Too unreasonable!
Wang Wen meditated silently, listening to a few people saying with emotion that "people can do anything when they are in a hurry".
He turned his head and asked Zhu Xingguo: "Do you have any medicine in your skills?"
Zhu Xingguo was already looking through it without Wang Wen reminding him. He looked at the list of skills and replied: "There are only some common anti-inflammatory drugs, and there are no antibiotics."
Speaking of which.
Zhu Xingguo looked at the crowd below, and said to Wang Min with embarrassment: "Master, even if there are antibiotics, the amount I copy every day is not enough to save so many people, right? The scale is too large, at least several million patients"
By now.
In fact, there is a word lingering in everyone's mind.
Get out of the tower!
Just as Zhu Xingguo said, the scale this time is too large.
It is no longer something human can solve.
Wang Wen stroked the scepter.
I calculated quickly in my heart.
With his current energy, if he forcibly cured all the plague-infected by taking an oath, the number would probably be terrifyingly large.
According to the fatality rate, the consumption of treating those infected people will not be much less than snatching people from Hades.
Even if most of the pawns don't have high physique and don't spend as much energy as the previous pawns, at least one percent of them can't escape.
A person is one percent.
One thousand people is already beyond Wang Wen's current energy.
Not to mention the millions of patients.
? If you start devouring the world to save people, based on the speed of recharging to full capacity in 6 minutes before breaking through the energy limit, it will take about 60,000 minutes to treat one million patients.
Almost 42 days!
Wang Wen, who calculated this number, couldn't help feeling in her heart: saving people is much more difficult than killing people.
Think about the methods available at hand.
It seems that there is really no solution.
Wang Wen silently looked at the people below who were constantly dying, and the relatives around those people who had finally waited until there was food to eat but still had to be separated from each other, lying on the ground in grief and weeping.
A thought suddenly flashed in my mind.
If you can't complete the progress by yourself, you just leave the tower.
So.
What about these people?
The medicine here is so backward, if there is no treatment from outside forces, it seems that there is only death waiting for them.
Wang Wen frowned.
Raise your eyes and look towards the horizon.
If there is really a giant hand that arranges all this to stop itself, forcing millions of innocent lives to die hopelessly.
It seems that?
That giant hand is somewhat unforgivable.
Unknowingly, Wang Wen has regarded the local aborigines in the tower world as his own life forms.
And it seems to look down on life and death in the world from the perspective of God.
The "progress" that I didn't care about touched the softness of my heart and turned into strands of emotions called "pity".
At this very moment.
He let go of his obsession with customs clearance.
Just simply want to do something for those poor lives below.
Wang Wen turned her head.
Look at Mo Ran.
Mo Ran's heart skipped a beat.
He hesitated and asked, "What's wrong?"
Wang Wen said: "If I remember correctly, your special authority is to temporarily leave the tower once, right?"
Mo Ran nodded thoughtfully: "You want me to go out of the tower and ask for help?"
"Go to Lao Chen, get more people to start brainstorming to find a solution to the large-scale plague." Wang Wen pointed to the people below, and said firmly: "This time, these people, no matter how difficult it is, they want to try to save them." Last rescue."
Everyone around was a little stunned.
Zhu Xingguo, Cheng Queyi and the skinny boy all looked at Wang Wen worriedly.
Mo Ran pursed her lips and thought about it.
Nod in response.
Wang Wen manipulated energy to put him on a safe ground, and watched him use special authority to turn into a white light and come out of the tower.
He led the crowd to "fly" above the remote and uninhabited area.
? Open and swear between heaven and earth.
There is no way for Wang Wen to cure everyone in a short time.
But he can try to delay everyone's illness so that he won't die so soon.
So.
All the beings in "Progress Country" saw a gray tornado piercing the sky.
No matter how far away you are, you can't ignore the gray line that goes straight into the sky.
The new emperor, who was staring at the memorial and frowning worriedly in the palace, hesitated whether to issue an order to close the city.
He knows that once this order is issued.
In those cities where the plague broke out, the people had nothing to do but wait to die.
With the existing medical conditions, the closure of the city is not to save people, but to let the people die with the plague.
But if it is not sealed.
The panicked crowd will spread the plague to a wider area.
By then.
The medicine stone doesn't work.
If we want the world to return to normal, we can only wait for all infected people to develop immunity by themselves.
Or all die.
The young emperor was very sad.
He didn't expect that he would encounter such a headache right after he succeeded to the throne.
The middle-aged Martial Saint who was used to being with him comforted him from the side: "Your Majesty, maybe you can discuss it with an expert to see if there is a solution?"
The young man put down the memorial.
Gently rubbed his forehead.
Walking slowly to the outside of the hall, looking at the distant sky and sighing: "The expert helped me lay down several times the territory in a short period of time, and solved the famine for many years. They have done enough. I really don¡¯t want to bother them anymore.¡±
The middle-aged Martial Saint also sighed slightly.
did not speak.
Accompany the youth quietly.
Silently staring into the distance.
Watch and watch.
His eyes froze.
?Looking at a certain place in the sky, a gray line connecting the sky and the earth wondered: "Huh? That's it? ? - Didn't finish reading? Add this book to your favoritesI'm a member and bookmarked this chapterCopy the address of this book and recommend it to your friends for pointsChapter error? Click here to report
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