Apocalyptic Dark Age

"What? Is it about the water?"

Jian Fenghou also calmed down, looking at the wooden cup in Gao Feng's hand and asking curiously, but still a little disapproving.

"Plague, there is plague in the water..." It was Ye Kui who spoke this time. Before Ye Kui could finish speaking, Jian Fenghou's face was as pale as paper. He stepped back three steps and almost sat on the ground. Fortunately, His legs are strong enough.

"No...I'm not joking..."

Jian Fenghou could no longer remain calm. Weird thoughts arose in his mind as he watched Gao Feng. The man in front of him kept breaking his usual indifference. Could it be that God sent him to play with him?

"So I need to prove..."

Gao Feng did not comfort or advise, but looked at Jian Fenghou with firm eyes and said.

An hour later, thirty-two wooden cups were placed in front of Fengfeng. This was water from all the wells around Xuezizi's station. Water from wells in the distance was still coming in a steady stream. Jian Fenghou went crazy and sent out several Hundreds of people went to collect well water.

Ye Kui looked at the severe peak uneasily. Also staring at the peak were the three young commanders of Blood Zai Zi. These three people also learned about the possibility of the plague and were even more worried than Ye Kui.

Gao Feng's left hand slowly passed over the mouth of each cup. Every time it passed over the mouth of a cup, a white air floated up and circled around the mouth of the cup. After all thirty-two wooden cups were touched, twenty-eight wooden cups There was white air swirling on the cup. At this moment, Ye Kui breathed a sigh of relief. There were at least four of them, right?

But Gao Feng took a breath. Only four of them were missing. The water source was polluted beyond his imagination and had reached an extremely serious level.

"In the future, water can only be obtained from these four wells..."

Gao Feng pointed to the mark on the wooden cup and said to the three young commanders. These three fierce and powerful guys were like chickens in front of Gao Feng. They nodded repeatedly and did not dare to fart.

"There is a result..."

Jian Fenghou rushed in. Just as he was about to tell the newly obtained information, he saw twenty-eight wooden cups swirling with white air. His face instantly turned black and was about to drip with ink. He also saw the seriousness of the matter.

"From the third day after the camp was built, people had diarrhea and vomited acidic water every day, but not many people died. The most sick ones were unable to stand up. It was not as bad as a plague. Many people thought it was not an illness, but hunger. …….”

The news of the sword sealing the throat calmed Gao Feng a little. At least it was not a serious infectious disease like the Black Death. The fatality rate was not high, which meant that people would not die one by one.

"It's unclear how many people died, and it's also unclear how many people were sick. Among the blood bastards, only more than thirty were sick, and none of them died..."

Jian Fenghou's words made Gao Feng have the urge to beat someone up. What kind of data is this? Hearsay?

"The ones who died were all fifth-class trash, and the ones who got sick were mostly them...,"

Behind Jian Fenghou there is a blood kid, who is also a small controller. At least he can speak more clearly than Jian Fenghou.

When Gao Feng was reminiscing about the known diseases and looking for similar infectious diseases in his past life memories, Jian Fenghou said with great certainty:

"It's definitely not a plague, just some minor problems..."

"madness……."

When Gao Feng heard this, he snorted coldly and retorted unceremoniously, causing several junior commanders to glare at Gao Feng. However, Jian Fenghou was a relatively humble person. He didn't pay attention to the irony in Gao Feng's words. He just looked at Gao Feng and waited for the next sentence. .

"People's physical strength is different, and the time when the plague breaks out is also different. The fifth-class desolate people can't even eat, how can they still have the physical strength to resist the outbreak of the plague? It's like if you have been hungry for three days, can you still kill people with a knife? I can't see it now , doesn’t mean there won’t be problems in the future, more than 30 blood bastards are already sick, and you still say there are no problems?”

What Gao Feng said during the phone call was half understood by several people present. Only Jian Fenghou understood a little better and said doubtfully:

"You mean, if we don't have enough to eat, we will die of illness like the fifth-class desolate people?"

"I'm afraid it's not just that. Even if you eat enough every day, you will still get sick, just later than others..."

Gao Feng wanted to break the chance of the sword sealing the throat. In his opinion, unless a person's immunity can counteract the virus, it will always lurk in the body and wait until a certain time to break out. Once it breaks out, it will not be one or two. , but they are getting sick one by one. At that time, if there is no one to take care of them, it will only continue a vicious cycle.

"Is there any way to save them?"

Jian Fenghou was silent for a few seconds, thinking about these words over and over in his mind, and finally decided not to think about whether it was a plague or not, and directly asked for the final answer.

“Drink plenty of clean hot water, maintain personal hygiene, and avoid fleas and lice. Sprinkle some quicklime in the corners of the camp. Remove the garbage in the camp. Landfill urine and urine every day. Also, isolate those who are sick. Ensure a variety of food and let them eat more fresh wild vegetables..."

Gao Feng couldn't find a better way. The only way was to collect germ samples and send them to the underground world through the channels of Fan Mei and Jiuyan to develop special medicines. However, Huang Ren was still his enemy. Even if he wanted to save Nothing can be done.

"Did you hear me?"

Jian Fenghou turned around and waited for several young commanders. They nodded repeatedly.

"Then why are you still standing there? Why don't you go quickly..."

The sword sealed its throat and let out an angry roar, causing several small commanders to rush out of the tent quickly, and then a series of rough roars sounded outside.

"I don't care what the purpose of your coming here is, whether the plague is real or fake, Bloody Kid accepts your affection, and the three military rules you told me before, I keep these in mind. Is there anything you need help with?" , just tell me..."

After all, he was an elite troop commander who had gone through a big scene. Jian Fenghou was no longer confused and flustered as before, and became confident again. His one eye was deep and far-reaching, giving people the feeling of Akagi.

"I want to know the whereabouts of a person..."

Gao Feng pondered for a while and finally stated his main purpose. Although there were several changes and unexpected falls, he finally found the entry point.

"We just left like this?"

From the moment he walked out of the third column station, Ye Kui was still a little confused. He thought he and Gao Feng would stay among the blood bastards.

"Do you think they will accept two Garo who don't know their true identity in the camp?"

Gao Feng looked at Ye Kui strangely, as if he were looking at an idiot.

"Didn't we have a good relationship just now? That Jian Fenghou thinks highly of you?"

Ye Kui hated Gao Feng's eyes, but his curiosity overcame his inner pride and he was not ashamed to ask.

"The sword sealing throat is more cunning than you think. Do you think they can survive to this day just because of their strong combat power?"

Gao Feng's mind is now filled with the feasibility analysis of various plans, and he no longer thinks about Bloody Zai. Through contact, he already knows that it is more difficult to conquer Bloody Zai than it is for him to travel back to his previous life, so he simply doesn't think about it anymore. Think about this and deal with Ye Kui casually.