The red moon returns

Chapter 526 Changes
A few aggressive troublemakers looked embarrassed and stammered, unable to utter a complete sentence. They looked at the soldiers with fierce looks on their faces and the little girl crying loudly, and retreated with red faces.

The several first aid nuns who were in charge of blocking and identifying the injuries at the door seemed to be used to it. Their emotions hardly fluctuated and they sighed calmly. One of them took the little nun aside and comforted her softly, while another came over and motioned for her to follow her and let her lead the way to see Ms. Nightingale.

Looking at the chaos at the door, Officer Natalie's face was gloomy and her hand was on the hilt of the sword.

Trying to distribute the work based on the noise is itself an act of disrupting order, which is not only shameful but also unfair to other people who abide by the order. As a police officer who follows order, of course she strongly opposed it and she was quite restrained by not drawing her sword on the spot.

Lynch also frowned. He also couldn't stand these things.

Lynch had seen these people's behavior more than once in movies and TV shows in his previous life. The fear of death and the desire for life were both normal and understandable human emotions, but he did not agree with it.

It's not the time to allocate people according to the noise yet. Blocking the door or rushing in will not do anything except create countless troubles and dangers for the people of the Suffering Church. If they are really like those who were squeezed in by their neighbors and family, it is understandable. In fact, those people are the smartest. Now they are comfortably arranged in the hotel for free food and accommodation, and they can walk around when they have nothing to do. Except for worrying about their own illness, they live a very comfortable life. Once the drugs are mass-produced, they will definitely be given priority for whatever reason.

This is a perfect example of how one can create difficulties even if there are none.

Lynch moved his mouth and was about to say something, but Miss Diana shook her head at him and Natalie, and pulled them inside:

"If reasoning worked, these people would have left long ago. This is not the first time we've seen something like this. It's useless to say anything. Instead of wasting time on them, we should deal with our own affairs quickly and let them leave sooner, so that we can also help relieve the pressure on our colleagues inside sooner."

As they were talking, the three of them had already entered the white tower. The first time Lin Qi saw the interior, he felt a little distressed.

The once clean and tidy tower hall now looked like a refugee camp.

The hall was filled with a large number of simple mats, with only a small path between them for people to pass through. The wounded lying on them groaned loudly from time to time, making the atmosphere in the hall like a nightmare. The personal belongings of the wounded were piled up next to the mats, dirty and messy, and there were also many bloody and torn clothes that had not been cleaned up in time, piled in the corners, emitting bursts of bloody odor.

"Sister, Sister, it hurts."

"Sister, I seem to have a fever."

"Ma'am, my wound is broken, please help me."

"Make way, make way." Amid the chaotic voices, a nun in a white robe soon came running over with a standard small medicine box, making a sharp voice as she ran, "Nina, number seven needs to be changed. Jessica, number fifteen is looking for you, Tracy, number one's wound is bleeding..."

The nun undid the bandage of a wounded man in a few seconds, while still looking around. As she moved quickly, her eyes kept looking around, and she kept shouting:
"Number 11, wake up, move your arm. Number 4, it's time for you to take medicine. Hey, don't move. You can't even bear to change the bandage. A grown man is so afraid of pain. And you, you've been chewing tobacco secretly again, right..."

I am doing one thing with my feet, doing one thing with my hands, watching one thing with my eyes, and saying one thing with my mouth. In a flash, everything is done and blown away like the wind.

She was not the only one in this state. All the nuns running throughout the hall were in this state, weaving and weaving among hundreds of wounded people. Occasionally, among the debris in the corners and even among the blood-stained rags, nuns could be seen sleeping in their clothes. In such a harsh environment, they were still fast asleep, and the shouts coming from all around could hardly wake them up.

It seems that we are not the only ones who are working day and night for this. Everyone is carrying the burden forward. The three of them looked at each other, and without wasting any more time, they went straight up to the third floor.

As soon as I reached this floor, the noise from below quickly faded away, the chaotic scene no longer existed, and the surroundings instantly became quiet. However, in this rare silence, there was a faintly discernible roar coming from deep inside the third floor.

Unlike the Cathedral of Darkness, the Church of Suffering is not a dedicated religious building. It also functions as a hospital. Normally, the first floor is a treatment area open to everyone, and the second and third floors are the internal areas of the church. However, the second floor was temporarily occupied due to the excessive pressure on the patients. However, the third floor could not be opened to the public anyway, because it was God's territory and had great religious significance.

But there are exceptions, like today.

There were quite a few people standing on the platform outside the stairs on the third floor. They were dressed in different clothes and obviously came from different forces. They must be the entourage of the important figures who were invited. There were also a few familiar-looking people among them. They were members of Princess Sofia's Guard and the Duke's Palace Guard. It seemed that after a night's rest, these two came back again.

"Ow~~~"

Just as they were thinking, a roar that became clearer and clearer reached the ears of the three people. It was not unfamiliar, it was the roar from the infected. With the first roar, roars rang out one after another, which made Lynch seem to have returned to the night in Dr. Swen's memory when he locked himself up with many infected people.

Although they were shocked, after looking at the expressions of the other people around them, the three of them roughly understood that these howling people must be the protagonists of today, and they can't wait any longer.

Finally, the three were taken to a heavily guarded room deep inside the third floor. As soon as they entered the room, Lynch felt as if he had stepped from a historical film into a science fiction film. This was a large white room with a huge transparent glass wall on one side and a room similar to a modern laboratory on the other side of the glass.

In the laboratory, eight infected people were tied to the experimental table, struggling and roaring constantly, while seven or eight people wrapped tightly in white robes and wearing iconic bird-beak masks were busy among the infected people.

On Lynch's side, there were less than twenty people gathered, most of them were strangers, only Her Royal Highness the Princess and Duke Wayne were familiar faces.

The entry of the three people immediately attracted everyone's attention. As soon as they saw Lynch's figure clearly, the princess and the duke came up to greet him with a smile, and the others also came forward and introduced Lynch one by one under the leadership of the duke.

These are representatives of several powerful countries, as well as representatives of some global secret societies. The forces behind them are the ones who are driving the global drug distribution campaign, so they were invited. Others, no matter how powerful a person is, are not qualified to come in.

They are all big shots, but when they saw that Lynch, a new socialite, was also invited, they came up to him to make themselves familiar with him. This made Lynch's expression a little subtle. He remembered that when he first attended the cocktail party hosted by Princess Chloe a few months ago, he could only make himself familiar with a group of small nobles. Now, after a few months, his position has suddenly changed so much.

Life is indeed a very wonderful thing.

"You are finally here."

As they were talking, Nightingale's old voice came from the other side of the glass, and the old woman waved her hand:

"Now that everyone is here, let's prepare to begin the first drug test."

(End of this chapter)