Quadruple split.

Chapter 401 Second Infection
Most of the time, only when disaster inevitably strikes, can we see the great souls hidden under mediocrity and weakness. There are many such people, so many that there are no examples. For example, the joint army under Mo Tan The vast majority of people here, among them those who are difficult to be infected by the plague, have countless opportunities to leave this dangerous place, but they always fight at the forefront day and night; there are many who obviously have enough excuses to hide behind, but have no Ordinary people who do not hesitate to accompany those 'professionals' into dangerous situations do not know what they are planning.
So whether they are strong or weak, whether they are warriors who stand up to ten or ordinary cooks wielding a large spoon of fried rice, they are all eligible to be called great and heroes. It's a name worth nothing, because these people are either fighting for the lives of others, or they know what they want to protect. In short, they are not afraid of death and are willing to fight.

We can laugh at their stupidity, but we cannot deny their value.

But no matter when and where, they will never be the mainstream. Of course, places like the Martyrs' Monument don't count.

All in all, although there are indeed many, many such people in specific circumstances, such as the current Misha County, they are only "many", and more are those mainstream, self-conscious, and standard intelligent creatures, Those who want to live no matter what, and those who would give up everything to live, really—the majority.

Real enough that it shouldn't be defined as ugly. Just not great enough.

We should not blame a person just because he is greedy for life and afraid of death. After all, reproduction and survival are the instincts of all intelligent creatures, but heroic sacrifice is not, that is a bonus point.

And the vast majority of people who can't do the extra points at the critical moment will be reflected in a very embarrassing situation, making it difficult for bystanders to feel disgusted, even though these 'bystanders' themselves are thrown in front of irresistible natural disasters and man-made disasters Most likely it will end the same way.

Whether human nature is inherently good or human nature is inherently evil, there is actually no right or wrong between these two positions, because people are different from each other.

Garheres has always felt this way, so he didn't grow a little bit of disgust because of the 'ugliness' of these people in front of him, because he knew very well that if the world of innocence is not a game, if he doesn't get that girl's Salvation will only be the same as these people.

"My lord, my lord pastor!"

A human man with a livid complexion and a layer of dark red pustules on his neck threw himself in front of Gajeres, crying, "Let Your Royal Highness save me, I'm dying, I'm going to die soon , I don't want to die."

Garheres shook his head slightly, sighed softly: "I am not a priest, and Her Majesty also needs to rest, so please go back first."

"No, you are talking nonsense, how could Her Royal Highness need to rest!"

The old lizardman limped with a wooden stick, a whole third of his dark green tail had been rotted, and his left eye, which was infested with abscesses, had completely lost its spirit, but he still spoke loudly Said: "Isn't Your Highness the one favored by the gods? How can a person favored by the gods need to rest? I, I am a firm believer in the Dawn Sect. You can't abandon me."

Garheres didn't laugh because of the obviously illogical remarks of the other party, but just looked at the old man who walked out of the crowd calmly. He remembered that the other party was an old gentleman from White Tower City. He used to think that he was friendly. Known for his enthusiasm, he sold most of his property after his wife died of illness, and bought a large amount of food from merchants who made a fortune for free and donated it to those who were almost starved to death. Among many people who also came from Baita City Very prestigious.

But why did this kind and enthusiastic old gentleman suddenly change after he learned that Yuchen could completely disperse the plague?
Gaheres smiled bitterly, amused by the subconscious question in his mind, then raised his voice and said loudly to the crowded crowd in front of him: "His Royal Highness is indeed a divinely favored person, but a divinely favored person is also a human being, and It will hurt and bleed, it will be tired, and of course it needs to rest, she is just too tired."

"Do you think we are not pious enough?"

The old man rudely interrupted Gajeres, took out a large bag of jingling gold coins from his pocket, and handed it forward: "I am willing to donate money, and I can prove my devotion to the goddess!"

Gaheres, who was more or less a member of the Dawn Church, raised his hand to block the money bag, his eyes were full of exhaustion: "No, this has nothing to do with the worship of the church, we will arrange the order of treatment for everyone according to their illness, so please don't do this .”

"Arrange the order of treatment according to the condition?"

The old man's eyes widened, he poked Gajeres' chest and roared: "I was infected with this damn plague half a month ago, and I was tortured until I was blinded in one eye and limped in one leg. Isn't this serious enough? ?!"

Gaheres was silent for a moment, then nodded slightly and said, "Yes. It's not serious enough. There are more people in worse condition than you who haven't been treated yet."

"You you. Whoops"

The lizardman old gentleman was dizzy from the anger, and he spit out two mouthfuls of black blood when his throat hurt, and he collapsed powerlessly on the ground, tremblingly raising his crutches and pointing at Gaherez: "Do you want Let me die bastard, you, you just want me dead"

The latter just shook his head slightly: "I don't want anyone to die, and Her Royal Highness doesn't want anyone to die."

"You bullshit!"

An elf man with a haggard face rushed out, helped the old man and said angrily to Gaheres: "We are not blind, just this morning, the person who was crying for you and Her Majesty the Holy Maiden to save his life suddenly became Killed the monster, and then he cut off his head with a sword, why didn't you save us? Why did you kill people?!"

He pointed at a knight of justice not far away with tearing eyes, his expression was full of despair and fear.

"Everyone infected with the plague has the potential to become a monster."

Gaheres took a deep breath, and calmly said to the elf man in front of him: "The more seriously ill people are, the more likely they are to mutate. This is one of the main reasons why we save the seriously ill first."

The other party sneered: "It sounds good, I only see you killing people so quickly, no matter who has an accident, the Lord Knight will rush to the scene and chop off the head immediately, but I haven't even seen Her Royal Highness."

"Gahrez."

A frowning paladin came over and whispered in Gaherez's ear, "Why don't you go back first, and leave it to us to deal with it."

"If they are forced to suppress, they will only become more resentful."

Gaheres had no intention of leaving, and still stood in front of the crowd that gathered more than one-third of the entire camp, and said in a low voice: "If possible, I would like to communicate with them again."

The paladin secretly rolled his eyes, and then said seriously: "It's useless, these people can't communicate at all now, and His Highness Wang Yu can't save these people who still have the strength to run here first, and I don't know how many I can't even move."

Can't communicate?
Garheres looked at those people who had been unwilling to leave for a long time with a tired face, and felt that it was not that they were unable to communicate, but that they were just unwilling to communicate.
Don't they know that many of the things they say are completely illogical?
Don't they know that what they are doing is just making trouble for no reason?

Don't they know that their views are full of logical loopholes?
No, they know, anyone who can think calmly knows, but these people deliberately don't think about it, or don't care about it at all, but purposefully emphasize how much they need help, how much they need to be rescued , How pitiful I am, because "reason" cannot save myself, at least less likely than "unreasonable".

Gaheres knew very well that if Yuchen, who had just returned to the tent not long ago, saw this scene, she might really take action to save these people entrenched here, and on the premise of not delaying the treatment of seriously injured patients The way of sacrificing his own rest time may even lead to overdraft to the point of fainting in the end. It is not that he is overcompensated, but this kind of thing has happened once in Baita City before.

[We must prevent this from happening.]

Although he didn't even know how to stop it, Gajeres still stood here with such an idea.

"Are you sure you don't want to avoid it first?"

The knight glanced at the follower of His Royal Highness, and reminded: "If these people really cause any trouble, you will not be able to bear it with your bones."

Garheres nodded lightly: "Thank you, I know."

"What are you secretly discussing!"

Someone in the crowd started to shout again, shouting 'I want to see Her Majesty the Holy Maiden' and pushed forward.

However, at this moment, the old lizardman gentleman suddenly trembled all over. He straightened up completely against common sense, turned around and bit half the face of the elf beside him, and then roared and rushed towards the distance. His most recent Gajeres.

The paladin next to him reacted in the nick of time. Before he could pull out his long sword, he stretched out his right hand and punched the mutant in the chest before Gaherez was knocked down, knocking it back. Afterwards, he prayed in a low voice, and pointed to Cheng Jian, who swung a faint golden light and cut off the opponent's neck.

This paladin is the Dawn Knight Robert who is second only to Taylor in strength in the combined forces. He has been stationed here for the past two days to assist Yu Chen in the rescue work, and at the same time, he has killed an unknown number of ordinary monsters who suddenly turned into monsters. people.

"fine."

After killing the mutant transformed from the lame lizardman, Robert immediately looked around the crowd vigilantly, heaved a sigh of relief when no new monster appeared, and said in a low voice, "This round is over."

As a result, before he could finish his breath, the crowd erupted!

"Kill, Papa Heber was killed by a paladin!"

"What about that elf boy?"

"died!"

"Didn't you say that only people with serious conditions will turn into monsters? Why didn't Father Heber, who was treated first, become a monster!"

"Where is Her Majesty the Holy Maiden! Let's meet Her Majesty the Holy Maiden!"

"That paladin only guarded their own people, and watched this little elf brother who kindly helped his father be bitten to death!"

"I beg you to let Her Majesty the Holy Maiden save my wife. I don't need to save it. You can kill me if I become a monster, but please save my wife!"

"That boy who is not sick or disaster is well protected, and you are not in danger, so of course you can make sarcastic remarks!"

There will always be people who secretly 'incite' among the crowd for their own benefit, will not take the initiative to stand out, do not want to provoke the leader, and try to share the benefits of many people's petitions or riots, so in that old Heber After being killed by Knight Robert, some caring people started yelling in the crowd, not only making it difficult for people to recognize who they were, but also arousing everyone's excitement.

At this time, what should I say, "It's not that people who are seriously ill will become monsters, but the more serious the condition is, the higher the chance of becoming a monster" or "That little elf brother is too close, even a paladin can't do it." Save him' is meaningless, and no one will listen to it.

So Gaheres didn't try to explain, but just took two steps forward wordlessly, stood next to the detached corpse of the old lizard man, and said in a low voice to the people who were only a few steps away from him. Asked: "Someone said just now that I stand here and make sarcastic remarks because I have no illness or disaster, right?"

The restless crowd suddenly fell silent for a moment, and it was not until a few seconds later that someone said loudly: "So what? Is it wrong? You don't understand how painful we are."

"Yes! You don't understand at all!"

"What other paladins, and... Holy, Her Majesty the Holy Maiden certainly doesn't know how miserable and desperate we are!"

"Take us to the Holy Maiden! Show her how miserable we forgotten people are!"

Because someone took the lead, people started to make noise again, and began to accuse the thin young man in front of him who seemed to be somewhat malnourished for no reason, and the words in his mouth began to become more and more ugly.

"I understand what everyone means."

Gaheres did not refute, but only nodded and smiled after the people calmed down again, then slowly took out a tattered short knife, and wiped it on his arm casually.
When the blood suddenly appeared, there was a deep bone wound on his slender arm, and the blood poured down like a gate.

"His Royal Highness is very aware of how painful you are."

Gaherez's figure shook for a moment, his slightly sallow complexion instantly turned extremely pale, but the corner of his mouth curled up in an arc of mockery or self-deprecation: "It's possible that I don't understand it very well, but."

He slowly bent down, took out an empty bottle that was rewarded by the system when he first became an alchemy apprentice, and took a whole bottle full of black and smelly blood on the old lizardman's ferocious broken neck.

"I can try."

The second time, the wound was sprinkled with blood full of plague, and several plagues spread all over the body in an instant.

Unlike last time, this time Gajerez did it voluntarily.

His pale complexion instantly turned gray, and the wound that was poured with a whole bottle of dirty blood quickly grew a layer of black mold. The disease in reality still caused a lot of pain to Garjeres.

A few seconds later, he stood up amidst everyone's astonished eyes
"You don't need to go to Her Majesty the Holy Maiden to argue, I can assure you here on behalf of Her Majesty, maybe you won't be the first to receive treatment, but I must be the last one to receive treatment."

Chapter Three Hundred and Ninety Eight: The End

(End of this chapter)