Tyra, your ancestors are back!

"If my understanding of the black market is correct—this is the place to sell exotic items and contraband, right?"

The implication of Ms. Cohen's words is self-evident-that scientist will sell nuclear materials or nuclear waste, and in the near-industrial age, these things beyond the cognition of the times will always be curious. The customers bought it, and the harm caused is self-evident.

"Miss Cohen doesn't need to worry about this. We have considered the possibility you mentioned—the drone has detected the environmental data of the black market, and the radiation values ​​have been maintained in the normal range."

"And take the civilization of the atomic energy age where you live as an example-the raw material body containment means and the transporter's protective means required to transport nuclear materials are very clearly identifiable."

"I don't think that scientist doesn't have that kind of common sense, and a guy in a fancy suit, or protective suit, can easily impress others."

"Can you imagine seeing a person wearing a heavy, fully-enclosed protective suit in the Gobi Desert? That would leave a deep impression on all the witnesses."

"..."

"Well, Ms. Arisa—you've convinced me."

Cohen nodded after thinking about it. If what she said is true, then they can easily find out the whereabouts of Levi Klitschko by asking the managers of the black market.

——No matter how bad it is, it is the whereabouts of the subordinates.

"However, this town called Changquan is also a place with many problems. If Levi gets mixed up in it, it will be difficult for us to find him."

"The residents here are divided into two factions—and the conflicts are on the verge of breaking out. The lord is also a somewhat mysterious guy. He keeps the guards in that fortress-like home and almost never goes out... At this time, if that guy deliberately caused chaos ..."

Alexander, who was watching the discussion between the two, interrupted the topic, and the man's hand tapped on the holographic map of Changquan Town to enlarge it—and then drew two circles on it.

The two circles frame the east and west sides of the town respectively, and there is a very obvious blank area in these two areas.

"Infected and non-infected people - they got an incurable "plague", the kind of vicious disease that the local young doctor called ore disease... crystallization grew from the body, and gradually assimilated and replaced the original human tissue, and death will become a source of pollution.”

Cohen frowned tightly, remembering what Ms. Alice mentioned when she contacted him——

[This world is limited to their era, and it is difficult for us to evaluate the correct or incorrect use of the legacy of the old era, which leads to a somewhat strange path. 】

[Some matters that violate your morality and ideals are common sense to them-this can of course be changed, in the far future...but at the moment you can only learn to accept it, and when time goes by, you may Feel numb. 】

[And the many "dilemmas" you see are often not the dilemmas of a single place, but the dilemmas that can be seen everywhere in this civilization, and can only be overcome with the changes of their time, era, and technology; it is like People in the Middle Ages may have had ways to prevent the Black Death, but curing it—you just couldn't do it. 】

[So from my personal point of view, I don’t recommend that you fight on the so-called front line—standing in the “wilderness”, it can wear down the years that ordinary people have spent in “civilization”, until they are completely assimilated by it . 】

.....

"I probably understand what the white-haired lady said... Now I feel like I have suddenly returned to a medieval village-the lord locked the black death patient in the house because there was no cure and he couldn't let it go. If it spreads, it can only be locked up to fend for itself.”

Alexander muttered about the current situation of the town, his expression seemed a little annoyed and helpless.

"We should even be lucky - ore disease is not as contagious and fatal as the Black Death, and a moderate ore patient can live for two or three years even if he is malnourished and unable to receive treatment. ..The Black Death often took away a large number of lives in the Middle Ages in just one week."

Cohen also shook his head - the long waiting period before death from a vicious disease may be a turning point for their original world. During this long period of time, special medicines and more new treatments may be available, which will provide a better future for them. Patients bring hope...

But here, instead, it brews the root of the contradiction——

For the poor person who may die in less than a week after being quarantined, and there is no cure, you can only pray for her in your heart, may God have mercy on him.

But for a person who is equally contagious and can't be completely cured—but he can jump for two, three, or even decades, most people probably only have one thought in their hearts...

[Why is this guy still alive? !Can you die far away when you die? 】

And now, in this small town, "this guy" has a group, and even formed an independent community——

"They might as well rename this town Dynamite Kegs—what is it called Long Springs...I bet this town will escalate as soon as people on either side create friction and come to make trouble for each other into massive bloodshed."

Alexander knocked on the table with a somewhat ugly expression.

"And this town itself has a lot of trouble... I heard from the residents of the local community that abnormal monsters have been harassing this town recently, and he seemed very nervous when he saw us... .The nerves of these civilians will only become more fragile under the threat of life."

——And Kurz took advantage of the situation to add another sentence he heard in the town.

"Um, monster? Cohen, do you think this will..."

Alexander raised his eyebrows when he heard the news.

"As far as I know...we should be after a nuclear physicist...not a medical or biologist, Alexander - I don't rule that out, of course."

Cohen shook his head slightly, but did not completely reject the conjecture of his companion.

"Judging from the several interactions we had with him, Levi Klitschko is not a peaceful master..."

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"By the way, where is that Ms. Alicia?"

When the Rainbow Team operators were looking at the holographic map in front of them and wondering where to start, Ms. Cohen, the team leader, thought of something and looked up around the base vehicle command room.

Obviously, the pink-haired woman does not seem to be in the car...

"Your Excellency Alicia went out to exchange information with those gathering places of ore disease patients, and provided them with some small help by the way-there were several boxes of special effect ore disease suppression and blocking medicines in the car, and she gave them to the gathering place of the patients. The doctor here, I hope these little gifts can make them feel better."

Arisa on the side quickly answered the question, and continued to toggle something on the holographic map——

"Um... hello, and this is not a "little gift", this respected sir..."

Miss Arisa's words received an unexpected response, which made her look up at the door of the command room with some doubts. A thin Reba boy was standing there timidly, looking at the base vehicle curiously. A scene never seen inside.

"Oh? Are you the infected doctor that Your Excellency Alicia mentioned?"

Arisa raised her eyebrows and temporarily put down the work at hand - she was no longer curious about who gave the boy access to the base vehicle command center... The pink-haired lady probably had the same idea as her. Won't listen...

"That's right, ma'am - I'm Miyaro, a doctor from the local infected community."

The Ruiboba boy nodded quickly, looking a little embarrassed—the blue-purple-haired girl in front of him seemed to be not much different from himself in appearance, with the aura and exquisiteness brought about by being in a high position for a long time. And the slightly gorgeous armor adds a heroic spirit and pressure to it.

"Okay... don't be nervous, Dr. Miyaro... Just call me Arisa, Your Excellency Alicia asked you to come, right? Did she ask you to convey some news?"

Arisa nodded to show that she understood, and decided to deal with the problem of the little guest in front of her first.

"Uh, that's it - Ms. Alicia asked me to bring some painkillers and antibiotics from the car... She said you would help me."

"By the way, what are antibiotics?"

The little doctor who quickly answered Arisa's question also raised his own question, as if he didn't quite understand some of the terms that the pink-haired lady gave him in the task...

This question made the command room quiet for a while.

"Uh... this Dr. Miyaro... you don't know what antibiotics are? This should be the common sense of doctors..."

Alexander was the first to ask his own doubts.

"Sorry...Although everyone in the town calls me a doctor, I really haven't systematically learned more advanced medical techniques. My experience is accumulated when I take care of everyone and from the notes of the elders in the past."

"To be honest, I have always wanted to study in Colombia and learn real medical technology - but everyone here still needs my care, and the journey to Colombia is very long...funding is also a problem."

Miyaluo showed a little embarrassment when he mentioned this—he is not a very professional doctor, and the term barefoot doctor is probably the best description of his state.

"Okay... come with me."

Arisa, who was silent for a moment, nodded and motioned for the latter to keep up with her pace.

"Okay, okay!"

...

"Miss Arisa, are you a nobleman?",

In the long and narrow aisle of the base vehicle, the young doctor looked curiously at the girl leading him in front of him. The aura she displayed couldn't be faked—but a dignitary willing to lead an infected person?

Miyaro never dared to dream of such a scene, so his heart was full of curiosity at the moment.

"Aristocrats? Of course not—this world doesn't need nobles either."

Arisa walked steadily, and casually answered the question of the boy behind her, without seeming to have any plans to elaborate.

"We've arrived—the medical area of ​​the base, go there and push a small cart over there, Dr. Miyaluo, two hands are not enough for what you want to take away."

"A lot of drugs and equipment that I haven't seen before—er... what? No, no, no—Miss Arisa, everyone in the town only needs a small amount of drugs, just a few boxes of painkillers, and you can It's been a long time for everyone."

"And these drugs...should be expensive products - how can we accept these things for nothing."

Dr. Miyaro immediately shook his head when he heard that the lady in front of him actually asked him to take a cart of medicine back - this gift was too "heavy" for him and even the infected community, and he could not feel at ease. Accept it, I'm just looking for some medicine to make everyone in the community live a better life, not wholesale "purchase".

"Dr. Miyaro - A drug is not a drug because it is expensive or how complicated it is to make."

"It's that someone needs it, so it's made, and that's it - a drug that no one uses is just a synthetic piece of useless chemistry, or a botanical extract, no matter how subtle and complex its composition may be."

"The most likely reason for them to be left here is that they will have exceeded their shelf life, and then they will be thrown into a crusher and destroyed and cremated according to the expiration procedures."

"So, doctor—then find a trolley over here, and being used by the people who need it is the only use of medicine; so, just go and get what you need... If you don't understand, I can help you get it. "

Arisa shrugged while looking at the hesitant Dr. Miyaro behind him, and issued an "instruction"——

"Okay, I see, Miss Arisa."

The doctor who was persuaded could only subconsciously take the lady in front of him with a sleepwalking expression and pour basket after basket of expensive medicines that he could not find in the past onto his trolley... But originally, The light stroller gradually became heavier.

"This is an anti-inflammatory drug for external use. It can be applied to wounds that are festered and inflamed. It can be sterilized and disinfected—"

"This is cold medicine. This is what you use for fever and cough. This is painkiller. Shouldn't I teach you this?"

"This is a gastrointestinal medicine. It can be used for stomach discomfort, such as diarrhea - and these...disinfectant, cleaning wounds, medical bandages, and bandaging."

"And this is a thermometer, which can measure body temperature. No matter whether you have a high fever or a low fever, it is very dangerous for you infected people."

"And these vitamins - they are very complicated to explain carefully. You can simply understand that they are a type of trace organic substances that must be obtained from food to maintain normal physiological functions of the human body. They play an important role in growth, metabolism, and development. "

In Dr. Miyaluo's hellish expression, the thin-looking lady in front of her pulled out the huge cabinets containing all kinds of "drugs" effortlessly... It seemed that she was planning to take the whole thing away. The cabinets are given to myself.

"Come on, doctor, go to your clinic--as for the medical book... you can come to me tomorrow, if you want, I will prepare a medical book translated into the local language for you...you You should be able to read the text, right?"

Miss Construct took a look at the unbelievable Dr. Rebaba who still remained on his face——

"Of course, thank you very much for your generosity, Miss Arisa!"

When Dr. Miyaluo heard that he could learn new knowledge, he nodded excitedly as if he had just woken up from a dream, with a look of surprise on his face——

Chapter 414 Did We Sell Our Employer Just Now?

In the community of infected people in Changquan Town, Sargon, not far from the advance base station

"Don't come here! Don't come here! Someone's coming, guards! Guards! They're going to kill someone!"

A townsman collapsed on the ground, looking in horror at the girl in front of him who did not hide her strength at all...

Beside him is a bounty hunter and Sarkaz mercenary with severed limbs.

"Who are you loyal to? Regent Teresis? Princess Theresia? You belong to that royal court—who allows you to attack the apostle of the royal covenant holder?!"

"Say!!!"

Amaris ignored the howling townsman at all. The tactical doll from the Liquidator's army knocked down the Sarkaz mercenary and bounty hunter who took the initiative to challenge him to the ground, and directly stomped on it. The limbs of the bounty hunter who was still trying to resist him.

Suddenly, the bounty hunter's pig-killing screams overwhelmed the screams of the townsman who led them.

And the rest of the mercenaries and hunters stopped when they saw the "tragedy" in front of them. Sarkaz was afraid of the covenant with the ruthless girl in front of him, while the bounty hunters were simply afraid of the ruthlessness of women. s method....

This style of starting the trial directly after being defeated reminded them of the "secret police" in the Terra kingdoms——

And her speed was so fast that no one could react from the moment when the Sakaz mercenary took out his big sword to provoke trouble. At the next moment, they were questioned, and the troublemaker was knocked to the ground. Broken limbs.

[This kind of speed...if it is normal - she can kill everyone on our field in 1 minute, with an unscathed attitude. 】

The veterans among the Sakaz mercenaries quickly came to a conclusion, and they had no doubt about the authenticity of the covenant spoken by the lady in front of them——

The Sarkaz people respect the strong - this is self-evident, the oldest covenant extinguished the endless war between the royal court and the royal court, even that civil war was only a mere thing for the entire Sarkaz history A trivial moment reignites the flames of war...

Apart from the oldest royal covenant, Sarkaz's royal court will also bestow this covenant to those who have received their approval and friendship. Of course, there is another premise that the recipient is also "old" enough. Can stand shoulder to shoulder with Sarkaz...

Although there are very few entities that meet these harsh conditions, they are not non-existent - there are always those ancient ones in the vast and ancient land who can make even the proud Sakaz bow his head and admire them.

——Besides, the Royal Court Covenant itself is not an oath that is publicly publicized to foreigners and is known to everyone. It is a covenant that only the Sakaz people know and abide by. It is enough for a non-Sakaz person to speak out and question themselves. It explains the problem very well...

【Troublesome...】

The expressions on the faces of the Sakaz mercenaries were stiff. They could neither retreat nor advance for a moment——

The apostle of the holder of the Royal Court Covenant - that is to say, she is an agent, representing the will of an unknown existence... There are at least two groups of people who have offended her.

The Sarkaz Maharaja who gave this friendship, even the current Demon King, and the unknown venerable who is absolutely on par with the former two in terms of strength... and I am just a group of Sarkaz people who are wandering outside and have no subordinates .

My group of mercenaries who work with money took a large sum of money and were entrusted by the local Sargon nobles. If they just go back like this—if they angered the dignitaries of the Sargon Empire, what would happen to their group of local benefactors? It is also not good news for the mercenaries in the mouth.

But recalling the good face of those kings in the royal court a little bit-the fear of being personally approached by the king to liquidate seems to be even better. At that time, the nobleman may not escape... Although Sa Ergon is remote, but they can still hear from Kazdel—

The princess who unified Kazdaele had an international company called Rhodes Island Pharmaceuticals under her command. It is said that several princes and royal heirs have been working in it all year round...that is to say, that Theresia The princess's hand can be extended to all parts of the world at any time if necessary...

And the local lords of Changquan Town probably don't mind at all to send a favor... She and their employers have never been able to get along well - and there is the most important problem...