It's not that hard to open a hospital in another world, right?

Chapter 934 Blocked by natives, cowpox seems not enough...

Great Tang Monk Nordmark continued his journey.Well, he, Cerilla, Bernard, Mr. Balencimo, and Apa, just happened to be the five people who learned from the scriptures, that's right.

As for the aborigine boy Raton, he also needs to accompany him on the way to learn Buddhist scriptures, otherwise he would never go wrong for thousands of miles?

Do you rely on the great sage to do a somersault every time and stand at a high altitude to look out to correct the direction?

Of course, Gretel didn't need to accompany him.There are flowers and plants around, trees and shrubs to guide him, which is better than any other place to accompany him.

But Raton followed relentlessly, looking for a campsite, looking for firewood, looking for something to eat, negotiating with the tribes along the way, and proving their identities...

It is not easy to put in all kinds of efforts just to learn this fishbone method.Gretel felt that it was not too bad to spend a phantom horse spell to take him away every day.

After the reindeer tribe came the black fox tribe, and after the black fox tribe came the beaver tribe.A black fox tail and a pair of beaver incisors were added to Gretel's oaken staff head.But his mood became more and more dull, like a low-pressure black cloud before the rain.

——When we set off from the New World, we had used almost 5000 of the 1000 vaccinia vaccines we carried with us on this journey.

But along the way, as far as the eye can see, the plague is only getting worse.In the Redstone Tribe, about 5% of the patients were seriously ill or dying. In the Reindeer Tribe, it rose to nearly 10%, and in the Black Fox and Beaver Tribes, it was close to 15%.

Gretel guessed that this smallpox was spread all the way from the west and south of the New World.So the farther you go west, the more sick people; the further south you go, the more sick people will be.

Here is still an endless plain, which cannot stop the flow of people, and it is very easy to run from one tribe to another.

When I first went ashore, I didn't see any smallpox natives in the eastern region. Probably, it has something to do with the mountains blocking the flow of people?

However, this is the Great Plains...I don't know if the river can block people...Grete looked up and saw a sparkling river in front of him. Should he stay by the river tonight, or cross the river and go further?
The Phantom Horse landed silently and came all the way to the river.Before standing still, in the twilight, someone shouted on the other side of the river:
"Who?—This is the territory of the Kestrel tribe! Don't come here!"

Here we go again, here we go again.Gretel silently rolled his eyes. Beside him, the native boy Raton raised his voice and shouted back:
"Passing by! We are healers!"

"Where did you pass by?"

"Beaver tribe!" Raton asked for the oak stick from Gretel, held it up high, and showed a bunch of souvenirs on it:
"We have come all the way from the east coast. These are gifts for the various tribes to heal! It proves that we are friends! We have no malicious intentions. If necessary, we are willing to heal the Kestrel tribe!"

"Don't come here!"

The other side shouted louder.Not only shouted, but also raised the longbow, stretched the bow and set the arrow, and gestured towards the river bank:
"Our tribe and the beaver tribe are enemies! You are their friends, so you are not allowed to cross the border! Otherwise, we will fight with you!"

Well... well.Gretel shrugged and decided not to confront the other directly, asking for trouble.Well, it's the enemy. If no one is allowed to pass through, it should be able to cut off the communication of personnel and the spread of smallpox, right?

They released the mage's hut on the bank of the river and had a good night's rest. Early the next morning, after running downstream for a long time, they flew into the air and flew across the river bank while there were no patrolling people here.

It is impossible for you to pull the cordon everywhere!

Four phantom horses and a silver moon deer let go of their hooves and galloped all the way.Running to the top of the sun, there was a sudden cry of an eagle ahead, and a giant eagle with a wingspan of more than two meters swooped down.

No, it wasn't until the giant eagle got close to Gretel that it was not an eagle, but a kestrel magnified many times!

Warcraft domesticated by the Kestrel tribe?
Or a totem beast?
Gretel hadn't figured it out yet, and subconsciously cast a spell quickly, hanging a ring of armor on everyone.The kestrel did not attack, but swooped down, flew flat, pulled up, spread its wings, and circled around the heads of the crowd, and then circled again.

In the third circle, the wilderness blew one after another, and a huge bison came out of the woods and stood in front of everyone.

A young warrior rides on a bison.On a very cold day, he only had a buckskin apron all over his body, and a large string of beads that could not block the wind but only increased the coldness.Holding the buffalo's mane in his left hand, he raised his right hand, and the obsidian ax in his hand shone with light.

"We mean no harm! We're just passing by!"

Before the samurai could speak, Gretel had raised his oak staff.A little bit of white light, like a firefly, dances on the stick:
"I'm a healer! These people are all my companions! We're from the east coast, we're going to the westernmost part of the continent, we won't pass through your tribe, and we won't interfere in any of your affairs! —Of course, if you accept If you need treatment, we are willing to help you!"

"The God of Kestrel has seen your actions." After a moment of silence, the young warrior raised his face, glanced at the Kestrel circling in the sky, and then bowed down on the back of the bull to pay tribute:
"Several nearby tribes are gathering together to discuss and prepare to resist the god of the disease. I heard that a healer came from afar, claiming that there is a way to resist the disease—"

Did they say [remove disease], or cowpox?Gretel subconsciously covered the space bag.Although his good things are no longer stored in the interspatial bag, the rattan bird given by Elder Tapulos can hold more than his interspatial bag...

"The great witch priests of the various tribes discussed it, and decided to invite you to come and find a solution together. If what you said is true, the Kestrel tribe, the bison tribe, and the Black Panther tribe will not be stingy in our rewards..."

"Wait, how many people are there in all your tribes?"

"Our tribes are the most powerful by the river!" The young warrior raised his head proudly:

"There are as many people of the Kestrel tribe as there are birds in the woods, and there are as many warriors of the bison tribe as there are bison on the grassland! There are more witch sacrifices in the Black Panther tribe than there are black panthers on the mountain!"

Stop it...there are too many people, I don't have enough cowpox!

4000 vaccinia, what is 4000 enough?In the city of Nevis alone, one million vaccinia vaccines were used up, and when it was promoted to other places, the army and immigrants from the New World, an unknown number of vaccinia vaccines were used up.

In Nevis, it was thanks to the tireless work of the parliament, nobles and civilians, magicians, priests of the God of Nature, and cattle farm workers, that such a huge amount of vaccines was released to meet everyone's needs.

In the New World, including him, there are only five members of the scripture learning group, plus a local companion.Rub it by hand, when will it go?

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