Meng Li looked back and saw that the officers and soldiers on the city wall were also wearing masks-like things on their faces, covering them tightly. Except for their two eyes, they had almost no skin exposed.
Similar to people in the capital, people who go out and walk in the streets now want to wrap themselves up in several layers before going out.
I don’t know if anyone in the capital is actually suffering from the epidemic. If so, maybe someone will deal with it secretly.
The night was so dark that he didn't seem to notice her and Zheng Xian.
Zheng Xian quickly handed Meng Li a mask and said:
"This situation is too serious. It has never been this serious before."
"Help me, help me."
A woman climbed up from the ground with difficulty and staggered towards Zheng Xian.
Zheng Xian couldn't help but stepped back. These people were actually quite scary now, because they were forced into a desperate situation and could do anything.
Meng Li took a look at the mask and couldn't tell what material it was made of. It should have been produced by a mall in the Great Plane.
He was not polite and put on a mask, which barely blocked the stench and rotten smell that was emanating from everywhere just now.
I feel like I can breathe much easier.
The smell here is really bad, and now it is obvious that the court cannot control the situation.
We can only lock people outside, but people outside want to go to Beijing for help.
In fact, there are already some signs of moral collapse. When those in power do so at the risk of being stigmatized, the situation can be imagined.
That is to say, the original owner was a boudoir girl, but I only heard about it and never saw it with my own eyes.
Meng Li felt that it was better not to stay here for a long time, so he pulled Zheng Xian to build a passage and ran away.
Only then did we arrive at a relatively empty area.
Zheng Xian said:
"I'll take you."
Zheng Xian released her mental power. Her mental power was relatively strong and covered a wide area. She could barely distinguish the current geographical location, and Zheng Xian led the way.
The two started practicing Qing Gong. Zheng Xian was very fast. Meng Li had only practiced for a few days, so it was difficult to keep up.
I can only use my running talent to keep up.
When they arrived at a peach blossom forest, Zheng Xian grabbed a handful of stones and hit them in all directions. Then he led Meng Li to turn left and right and entered the peach blossom forest. There were several rooms inside and there were guardrails at the door.
It looks like a small farmhouse, with lights still on.
Zheng Xian went in and came out, judging by their size, they were a man and a woman, because they both wore Zheng Xian's masks and gloves on their hands.
The whole body is relatively well protected.
The woman said to Zheng Xian:
"Master, you are here."
Zheng Xian asked:
"Are you still alive?"
The woman nodded and said:
"I gave him the medicine given by the master every day, but he didn't get better, and..."
Zheng Xian: "And what?"
"It's even worse."
Zheng Xian sighed and said to a man and a woman:
"You guys just wait for me here."
Zheng Xian pulled out a new set of gloves for Meng Li as if by magic. The two of them equipped themselves and entered the room. Meng Li asked:
"How did you redeem it?"
Zheng Xian suddenly turned around, looked at Meng Li carefully, and said:
"I've played with mutant zombies in the apocalypse before."
"I just wanted to exchange it so that I can encounter the apocalypse in the future. Who knows if it will be used for this mission. There are not too many now. My mall is still locked."
Meng Li:…
It’s hard to imagine what it would be like for the lively and enthusiastic Zheng Xian to play with zombies.
There was a curtain in the room. Zheng Xian opened the curtain and there was a bed inside with a man lying on the bed.
Shirtless.
This man had a rash all over his body, and his hands scratched unconsciously, leaving mottled blood stains on the sheets, and his body was bloody and bloody.
Meng Li got closer to the man and saw that the man's face was crimson and his breathing was heavy, a bit like the symptoms of a high fever.
And if you get close to the man, you can smell the rotten smell coming from the mouth and nose when the man breathes.
Meng Li squinted his eyes and used his mental power to scan the man's body, and the man suddenly sat up.
Fortunately, Meng Li reacted quickly, otherwise he would have bumped into the man.
Meng Li retreated suddenly, almost losing her balance. When she stabilized her body, Meng Li saw the man scratching her back hard, and blood beads came out one by one.
As if he had caught enough, the man lay down again, and his consciousness seemed to be very blurred.
I can no longer feel physical pain.
Meng Li said to Zheng Xian:
Hold him down for me. "
Zheng Xian took a rope and tied the man to the bed.
Meng Li put on gloves and took a look at the man's eyelids. The whites of his eyes were extremely cloudy. Meng Li pinched the man's mouth open again. The man's tongue was yellow and greasy, exuding an indescribable smell.
From all aspects, a man in his prime looks like an old man in his twilight years.
Meng Li opened the curtain and walked outside again. Looking at the medicinal jars placed on the ground outside, Meng Li asked what medicinal materials Zheng Xian had used.
Zheng Xian said everything one by one.
Finally, he looked at Meng Li with bright eyes:
"Ali, is there anything you can do?"
Meng Li shook his head:
"If it weren't for your medicine, I feel like this man might have died a long time ago, but I think the situation is very bad. Even with the medicine, he won't be able to hold on for long."
Meng Li spread his hands, his eyes helpless:
"And I can't think of any way to solve the problem."
The imperial court had already posted a list of emperors. If anyone offered prescriptions that could control the plague, even a prince would be willing to do so.
The white mice were sacrificed batch after batch, and the people who offered prescriptions came batch after batch, but all had no effect.
"It's a pity that we don't have modern instruments, otherwise we might know more."
Zheng Xian said with some disappointment.
Meng Li shook his head, pondered for a moment and said:
"Modern technology cannot defeat every virus."
"And this epidemic is coming with force, exceeding the normal speed of transmission."
Zheng Xian sighed, and Meng Li closed his eyes and sensed the will of heaven.
It's impossible for God to let this virus exist in the world and then let everyone die, right
Meng Li can keenly capture a little bit of this general direction of Heaven's will through his talent.
But Meng Li didn't sense that Tiandao had this will, not at all.
Meng Li asked Zheng Xian: "Is this a normal plane?"
Zheng Xian tilted his head and said:
"Yes, I feel so."
Meng Li said:
"This disease cannot be cured, but it can be prevented if there is a prescription."
"But I can't think of any way to prevent this."
The capital cannot last long like this. The food in the city will eventually be exhausted, and there is no guarantee that these sick people will attack the city by force.
If you get the disease, you won't die immediately. You still need to eat and want to live.
By then I guess my own safety will not be guaranteed.
Zheng Xian frowned and looked at Meng Li:
"Why am I so unlucky?"
Meng Li expressed sympathy.
"Let's think about it when we go back." Meng Li held his forehead, a little worried.