"talk?"
Qin Ran smiled. .
It was a smile from the heart.
It is the miser who sees the smile of an ownerless gold mine.
"What are you talking about?"
Qin Ran asked slowly.
"I will give you unexpected benefits!"
"My knowledge, my collection, can be given to you!"
The other party said urgently.
But Qin Ran shook his head.
"Don't prevaricate me with such empty words, and don't tempt me with things you can't see!"
"What I need is real, concrete, and visible benefits!"
"have you understood?"
"Think about it carefully, I hope that when I appear here again, you have already come up with enough things to impress me."
As he spoke, Qin Ran pulled off the top of a dead body, wrapped two boxes, picked them up, turned around and left.
Qin Ran didn't pay any heed to the shouting in his ears.
Because, Kieran knew that the longer the delay, the better for him.
For a prisoner who has been imprisoned for a long time, when was the most tormenting moment
It's not a dark life in captivity.
But after knowing that there is hope to leave, he still has to stay in that dark place.
This kind of taste is extremely uncomfortable.
Qin Ran was sure that it would only take a few days for Anxi Lanke to show his true sincerity.
Similarly, he also needs a few days of arrangements to deal with Angsiranko.
Qin Ran was not so naive as to think that after many conflicts with a god, there was still a possibility of a peaceful ending.
Even the resurrected gods are the same.
The essence of the other party being a god will not change.
Once the opponent is out of trouble, it must be the beginning of a battle.
Therefore, Kieran had to prepare something.
At least, he must create enough favorable conditions.
Apart from these two reasons, it is...
Those infected by the plague are almost unable to hold on.
For these innocent people who were caught in the fire at the city gate, Qin Ran felt sorry in his heart.
In the category of little effort, he doesn't mind giving help to the other party.
…
"Doctor! Doctor!"
The little girl's crisp cries were filled with anxiety, panic and fear.
Beside her, her mother had already fallen into a coma, with bluish-black spots appearing on her face and hands, and her father had just passed out.
Only the little girl was left alone.
Opple, who was walking through the crowd, quickly noticed the dire situation on the little girl's side.
Even among the many patients infected with the plague, the situation of the little girl is extremely rare.
Opal walked over quickly.
"Don't worry, kids, I'll take care of them."
Op, who had learned medical skills from the old nun, comforted the girl with a soft voice and a kind face, which was in the same line as the old nun.
"Will they be okay?"
the girl asked.
"Will do!"
"I promise you that!"
Opple nodded vigorously, trying to make himself look more reliable.
But in Opal's eyes, there was deep worry.
Worry about the future.
Worry about loss of life.
He didn't know if that plan would succeed, but he knew that after a while, there would be a large area of death here.
The plague spread faster than he had imagined.
And the fatality was far beyond his imagination.
Even if he tried his best, he could only slightly suppress the spread of the plague.
cure
That's impossible.
"Come on, kid, come over there with me!"
"You need enough sleep. When you wake up, your father and mother will appear in front of you."
Op comforts the girl.
But when the voice fell
puff!
The blue and black spots on the girl's mother's hands and face burst open just like that.
The foul-smelling liquid splattered in all directions.
Op held the girl in his arms, and used his back to block the plague-filled liquid.
Chi Chi Chi!
Corrosion occurs.
The 'crow suit' is useless in that stinky liquid.
The plague-filled liquid seeped into the skin of Op's back.
Op pushed the girl away.
"Kid, stay away from me!"
"Come here, take care of this child!"
Opple shouted loudly, colleagues around.
Another doctor wearing a 'crow suit' ran over and hugged the crying girl.
"Op, how are you..."
"do not come!"
"I'm infected!"
Facing the doctor who was supporting him, O Pu quickly waved his hand, and he took off the 'crow suit' directly.
It's useless.
In an instant, the refreshing night wind blows towards his face.
Op took a deep breath.
"Need to use 'that'."
He said this, pointing to the fire oil barrel that had been prepared a long time ago.
"Op!"
"Things haven't..."
A female voice came from under the 'crow suit'.
"Things are worse than we thought!"
"It is impossible to restrain the spread of the plague with the current means. There is only one step left... to gather the patients, and I, the executioner, need to go with them first. At least this will allow us to persist for more time. During this time I hope the teacher can wake up, only she can solve this plague."
Ou Pu interrupted the other party's words and walked towards the fire oil barrel.
Patients are concentrated.
Op, who twisted open the kerosene barrel, poured the kerosene around, then drenched himself from head to toe, and then picked up the unlit torch.
Seeing Op's movements, the female doctor holding the girl cried out.
"Goddess of Dawn, have you seen all this?"
"I beg you to have mercy on Op!"
"He shouldn't have to bear such pain!"
The female doctor choked up.
The girl who was held in her arms suddenly broke free from the female doctor's arms, rushed into the area soaked in fire oil, and rushed to her father and mother.
For children.
What is more important than parents.
life and death.
It doesn't matter to them.
Far less than parents.
Seeing the crying girl crawling on top of her unconscious parents, O Pu froze when he lit the fire.
"God, how cruel you are!"
The surrounding doctors and family members of those infected with the plague exclaimed even more.
"God!"
"Please let everything go back to normal!"
"We don't want to see hell!"
Prayers came and went.
disorganized.
yet consistent with each other.
They come together and become the original idea: goodness.
Goodness gathers compassion and benevolence.
Gather the beauty of the world.
It also made everything in front of him look even more cruel.
The stiff Opple finally chose to light the torch.
Because, as a doctor, he knew very well that this was the right thing to do.
"Feel sorry!"
"If there is an afterlife, I am willing to apologize to you!"
Opal looked at the little girl and said.
Then, he looked at the world where he was for the last time.
The torches fell.
However, the fire did not appear.
A calm voice came
"Hell shouldn't exist on earth."
"The flames belong to hell."
"Light comes from the world."
After the words fell, a beam of dazzling light pierced the dark night sky and illuminated the entire St. Paul's School.
Qin Ran took a step and stepped out of the light.