Your universe is so fragile

113 Grim Reaper
Zhang Zicheng was finally allowed to enter the city under the inspection of their pastor.

If it was the past, even if this person was really confirmed to be an ordinary citizen, the lord would not take the risk of letting him enter the city just because of his intimidating attire, and at most allowed him to stay in the village outside the city.

But today is different from the past. The pastors in the city have limited ability to suppress the plague. Even if all the priests and nuns in the church are involved in the treatment, it can at most relieve the pain of some patients. There is no cure, and the plague is still there. in constant dissemination.

Since the plague already existed, and there was only one person on the other side, even if there were any sinister intentions, the situation would not be worse than the current situation.

Of course, the most important point is that the other party claims to be a plague doctor.

The lord is a dead horse as a living horse doctor. As long as this mysterious person can be useful, that is good.

The iron gate under the stone arch was slowly raised as the noose inside was turned, and the people inside and outside the small city circulated again.

Although many people cast their curious eyes on Zhang Zicheng, most of them still only dare to watch from afar out of fear.

And the lord didn't talk nonsense, and directly sent someone to lead Zhang Zicheng to the area where the disease was most concentrated in the city. After hearing the reports from several subordinates, the lord himself left in a hurry without saying hello.

"The lord has a lot of work to do and has no time to entertain distinguished guests. Please come with me. I will take you to the area where the epidemic is most severe."

A middle-aged man whose full body armor was obviously brighter than ordinary soldiers stood in front of Zhang Zicheng and spoke to him.

"I'm the guard captain of Sant City, Bergner. If you find any healing method and you can't find the lord, you can come to me directly. I'm usually on the city wall or the watchtower."

Bergner looked about 50 or [-] years old, wearing a helmet, with a very stable expression on his face, but it was also inevitably mixed with fatigue and boredom.And when facing Zhang Zicheng, he brought a glimmer of hope.

After the other party finished speaking, he stepped on his iron boots and began to lead the way on the road in the city.

Zhang Zicheng nodded, and the voice came from the gas helmet: "Okay, Captain Bergner, you can call me... Si Chen."

Bergner raised his eyebrows, turned his head slightly and asked, "That doesn't sound like the name of a Roma, where do you come from?"

"A place called Iss."

"Iss? I haven't heard of it."

"A small place."

Yisi is actually Earth, the earth, but Zhang Zicheng still tries to pronounce different syllables as much as possible.The language spoken here is not English either. Zhang Zicheng transliterated the pronunciation of the earth.

Kong Huan followed Zhang Zicheng, and the three of them walked on the muddy path in the city.In fact, it is called a city, just to give some face to the castle and limited masonry walls in the distance. After Zhang Zicheng walked in, his first feeling was that this is a small village surrounded by log walls.

It is not an exaggeration at all. Most of the residential houses here are thatched cottages. The ground is muddy and dirty. You can even see many pigs and chickens raised by others.More importantly, because the living area in the city is limited, these livestock are crowded together, and the smell can be smelled from a distance.

It was only through Xiaowu's vision that he could see a fairly impressive castle on the other side of the city, and then two rows of wooden houses were built along the road of the castle.

Coupled with the large thatched huts in front of you, the whole city is composed of these three steps. Even though the area is small, people can see the class gap at a glance when looking down.

Of course, compared to the thatched huts in the city, there are also large residential areas beside the downhill river outside the city wall, which is obviously a population that can no longer be crowded in a small city.

It can be said that the only advantage is that although the ground is muddy, most of it is really just ordinary mud, which was washed away by rain not long ago, and there is no so-called street full of defecation on the Internet.

But even so, the stench of the city can still penetrate into the nasal cavity through the gas helmet... It is a mixture of swill, mold, animal feces and foot odor.

Zhang Zicheng was fine, but Kong Huan was about to faint from the smoke, so Zhang Zicheng could only say to her, "Why don't you go outside the city? Anyway, you can't understand what these people are saying."

Kong Huan nodded quickly as if he had been pardoned, covered his mouth and nose, turned his head and ran to the city gate where he came and went.

Seeing this, Bergner frowned, and said, "I advise you not to let your female companion leave your side, or at least not to go out of the city. The vicinity of the city is very dangerous now."

Zhang Zicheng shook his head: "It's okay, she can handle it well."

The main reason is that there is Xiaowu at high altitude, who can see the figure of Konghuan at any time.

After this period of observation, Zhang Zicheng has confirmed that as long as he is not a person who has mastered the manifestation technique like Lei Ge, ordinary soldiers, even if they are fully armed, will not be their opponents with bare hands when facing the genetically strengthened empty ring, so there is no one like him. Careful like a nanny.

It’s just that Bergner still had some expectations for Zhang Zicheng’s appearance, but seeing the plague doctor’s appearance of not caring about his companion’s safety at all, he couldn’t tell whether this person didn’t care about the girl’s life, or whether he thought An idiot who insulates himself from the word danger.

So Bergner's attitude immediately became cold, and he stopped trying to persuade him.When Zhang Zicheng was brought to the area where the patients were placed, he just said: "I hope you can help us as much as possible."

Then he turned and left, leaving Zhang Zicheng where he was.

Zhang Zicheng didn't take it seriously, he walked into the room where the patients were placed, and immediately smelled a strong smell of herbs, which barely overwhelmed the stench of the roads in the city.

In this room, most of the patients simply lay on straw mats and groaned, while several women who looked like nuns were busy helping the patients relieve their pain and brewing medicine.

They were stunned by Zhang Zicheng's appearance, but Zhang Zicheng spoke first: "I am a doctor invited by the lord, and I want to see if I can provide some help."

The nuns breathed a sigh of relief when they heard the words, but they were still busy with their work, either fetching water, or applying medicine and bandages to the patients, only a slightly older one reluctantly greeted: "Excuse me, we are now There is a serious shortage of manpower, so I can't give you a detailed introduction to the situation, if you have any questions, you can ask me directly."

Zhang Zicheng nodded, and finally observed these patients closely.

It's just that he immediately discovered that the wounds on many patients looked more like wounds from swordsmen than the so-called plague.

He wondered: "Didn't you mean the plague? What happened to these patients?"

The older nun sighed and said: "What else? It's just another group of barbarian pirates. I heard that the previous barbarians alone were not enough. Recently, many new pirates have emerged with strange weapons. , Burned, killed and looted nearby villages... These people are all survivors of those villages."

Zhang Zicheng nodded, narrowed his eyes slightly and asked, "Did those pirates attack this city?"

"No, they just surrounded the city for one night and then left. I haven't seen their appearance, but before leaving, they threw many corpses into the city. The plague spread from then on."

The nun's face was full of sadness: "At first we had no experience, and thought that they were throwing corpses just to intimidate them, but after they left, their attack had just begun."

Sounds very Mongolian.

But pirates again... what Mongolian navy?
However, Zhang Zicheng also heard some hidden information, that is, in this world, although it looks like the European Middle Ages, it obviously has not experienced the baptism of the Black Death, and is in a hurry in the face of the plague. Adequate countermeasures.

At the same time, the existence of the manifestation technique allowed them to barely suppress the complete outbreak of the plague even without experience... It's just that they don't know whether this is good or bad.

After all, for a population, a disease with a high fatality rate is not terrible, but a disease with a high incubation period and contagiousness is dangerous, and those priests' manifestation skills obviously only temporarily forcibly lowered the fatality rate.

Zhang Zicheng nodded his thanks to the nun, and then began to squat down to check the patient.

It is said to be an inspection, but it is actually just using the super white blood cells hidden on the gloves to contact these patients, and then let the system start to detect them.

[A variety of unknown diseases have been detected, some of which are very similar in composition to Gram-negative bacteria, but slightly inferior in protein stability. Do you want to name this bacteria? 】

Zhang Zicheng asked casually, "What do you call this plague now?"

The nun raised her head blankly: "Ah? Isn't it...the plague?"

Well, Zhang Zicheng could only silently say: "Name it... Plague A1." '

Zhang Zicheng didn't have any idea about naming it, so he just called it that. Anyway, he can change it if he wants, but he just provided a name.

Then Zhang Zicheng asked the system in a low voice: "Is there any treatment plan?"

The system said: [Insufficient data, only a limited deduction plan for drug synthesis can be provided.But in this environment, there is no relevant equipment.Therefore, it is suggested that the host, if he wants to be cured, can return to the earth and buy antibiotics directly. 】

Can be ok.

If you think about it, Zhang Zicheng didn't just pass through directly. He came to this world on his own initiative through the cracked space. There is an entire industrial system of the earth behind him. He really doesn't need to use antibiotics here to treat a single germ.

But hearing that antibiotics can directly solve the problem, Zhang Zicheng stopped paying more attention to the so-called plague. Afterwards, he only needed to buy antibiotics and dilute them in water, and then let the city lord share them with the whole city.At the same time, measures such as rodent control, lice killing, and isolation must be implemented.

Although the patients here look miserable, Zhang Zicheng has seen too much misery and low-dimensionality, and he is indeed a little numb. Anyway, he can provide help in the end.

Zhang Zicheng focused on other phenomena.

In fact, through Xiaowu's eyes, he could always see some dark shadows.

Zhang Zicheng also observed secretly just now. Bergner and the nuns, as well as ordinary people in the city, seem to be unable to see those strange things, even the priest who can use the manifestation technique.

He stared at a black figure out of the corner of his eye, quietly left the room, suddenly stretched out his hand, grabbed the lower part of the black figure, and dragged him to the alley behind the ward.

Zhang Zicheng doesn't want to talk to himself like a lunatic in public. He can communicate with the system at the lowest volume, and others can't hear it even if they get close, but it is difficult to guarantee his own volume when communicating with this thing.

The black shadow struggled continuously. Zhang Zicheng didn't expect to be able to catch the opponent directly, but he didn't expect that after filling his palm with psionic energy, grabbing the opponent felt like pinching a balloon wrapped in moist toilet paper. There was a feeling that the opponent could be torn apart easily, so he even relaxed his strength.

Zhang Zicheng came to the alley, and finally he was able to look at the opponent's appearance carefully...

However, there is nothing to look at. It is a black shadow from the corner of the eye, but it is still a black shadow when you look closely.

However, this black shadow is a bit like a hazy silhouette of a person with his hands on both sides of his body, the outline between the shoulders and the head can be vaguely seen, and there are some smoky white substances in it. Floating in the shadow of the head', occasionally there will be a moment or two, combined into the appearance of suspected facial features.

"what are you?"

Zhang Zicheng asked aloud.

And that group of black shadows was still struggling, turning a deaf ear to Zhang Zicheng's words.

But Zhang Zicheng noticed a little detail...

That is, this black shadow is not floating in mid-air out of thin air, there is an imperceptible black thin line under its increasingly thin body.

Zhang Zicheng held the black figure strangely, and started to move forward along the thin line under its body.

Occasionally, the thin thread would penetrate the wall. Zhang Zicheng sneaked into the room silently, found the location of the thin thread, and continued to track it.

Fortunately, the length of the black thin line is not very long. Zhang Zicheng just passed through two rows of houses and came to the root of the thin line...

A sick man lying on the ground with fever all over his body.

Zhang Zicheng suddenly felt that the thing in his hand must be some so-called soul, right?
What would happen if the other party's soul that ran out was stuffed back in again?
As soon as he said it, Zhang Zicheng directly pushed the black shadow in his hand back into the patient's chest.

"Wait, who are you? What are you doing?"

A nun exclaimed when she saw this scene.Since this is another ward, the other party did not hear Zhang Zicheng's previous self-introduction.

But before Zhang Zicheng wanted to explain, the patient under his palm suddenly opened his eyes, sat up in shock in the dying state, gasped continuously, and broke out in cold sweat.

Seeing this, Zhang Zicheng groaned in his heart, thinking that the results would be so immediate?
However, at this moment, Zhang Zicheng suddenly felt that when he just came to this dimension, the sight with a strong sense of presence reappeared!

This time the line of sight didn't flinch in the slightest, and its direction even became clearer.

Right behind Zhang Zicheng!
Zhang Zicheng turned his head suddenly, his eyes suddenly a little astonished.

It's just because it's an incomparably classic image... dressed in a black robe and a hood, the whole body is shrouded in darkness, with only a skeleton-like face and a huge scythe on its back.

"Death... the god of death?"

It turned out that the person who paid attention to me after I came to this planet turned out to be the legendary god of death.

(End of this chapter)