[In order to prevent the spread of the epidemic, the imperial court dispatched yellow scarf warriors to guard the four directions of Qingshi Town. Anyone who leaves the town will be shot without mercy. 】
[The yellow scarf warrior will not leave until the epidemic is over, so Qingshi Town is already in chaos.]
[You are dumbfounded, and the confidence and ambition that just soared have disappeared once again. [Photo]]
Wang Hao clicked [Photo], and this time the image was not fake, just like a scene in a novel about cultivating immortals.
The Yellow Turban Warrior seems to be some kind of special puppet, about 4 meters tall, seemingly extremely powerful, and holding a machete weighing hundreds of kilograms.
With this sword, it is possible to cut down a tank, let alone a human being.
"The enemy actually has a Gundam? I don't know what its combat effectiveness is?"
Suddenly, Wang Hao thought of something: "Wait a minute... No wonder Comrade Lu Tianming lied shamelessly in the ruined temple in order to escape this disaster. Jiang is still very old, but Lao Lu only has one life."
"Oh, let him lie down well."
Wang Hao deeply admired the ability of S-class investigators to turn danger into disaster.
"Now these two are probably going to die again."
【Outlander, now you have to think carefully about what you should do.】
【1.Continue to hide here and wait and see what happens.】
【2. Go to Goulan to ask for information. 】
[3. Play a big game, kill the witches in the village, burn down the temple, and destroy the source of the epidemic, the ‘Center of Disaster’! 】
【4. Try to communicate with the Yellow Turban Warriors. 】
【5.Find a way to escape from the town.】
【6.……】
In a series of options, only one may be correct, or there may be no correct options.
Lao Wang fell into deep thought.
Clicked【6......】
A line of prompts popped up: "Please note that behavioral choices that do not conform to the logic of the scene will cause the protagonist to directly fall into a state of madness."
"I know, I know, I'm thinking carefully."
He wrote a series of words: [Spread the orthodoxy of the ‘Sore-Born Mother’ in the towns. 】
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When it comes to ancient plagues, there is no good solution other than closing the city and isolating it. The only solution is to kill people in one city after another.
If you die or are all infected, the disease will disappear naturally. Therefore, the plague, cholera, and smallpox that have broken out in the past are all terrifying diseases that make people laugh.
The epidemic in Qingshi Town is related to the "evil god", which adds to the complexity.
The yellow scarf warriors outside did not dare to rush in and directly destroyed the temple, but guarded the exit from a distance.
Anyone who escapes the town will be killed without mercy.
"This puppet is more than four meters tall, may weigh five to six hundred kilograms, and has an amazing power system... If we bring back a Yellow Turban warrior, will the Academy of Sciences award a medal?"
"Will those old scholars who study idealistic perpetual motion machines be so shocked that they burst into laughter?" Pan Hao chatted with Lu Tianming through the Conch headset.
Lao Lu was lucky. The ruined temple where he lay was just outside the encirclement and he escaped this disaster.
Pan Hao even had a vague suspicion that Lao Lu had figured this out.
"It's indeed a good thing." Lu Tianming climbed up a hillside and looked at it from a distance, "There is no sign of burning engine oil. These puppets can really move, haha. When I saw this thing, I knew it was a worthwhile trip.
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"Actually, the production of many rare items is learned from the Little Secret Realm, do you understand? Including the rune blades you use, the old lady No. 3 is actually a person from the Little Secret Realm, and was discovered and hired by our black guards. Small World
All the residents have moved to the city."
Pan Hao said amusingly: "You want to recruit Taoist priests here? The local court found out and brought a rebel hat. Can you afford to eat and live? I don't know how productive the court is here. If it is purely handmade,
There’s no way the Yellow Turban Lux can compete with assembly line production, right?”
Lu Tianming said: "It doesn't matter even if it can dismantle a tank with bare hands, because the more awesome it is, the more we will gain. Watch the people in the town carefully and don't rush out."
"Of course I know." Pan Hao whispered, "The town is surrounded and you can't go out. There may not be enough food."
"In less than three days, the hungry people will riot, and then the human tragedy of exchanging children for food will be staged."
Lu Tianming said: "There is no way, we can't protect ourselves, and it's not the earth. We can summon the air force with just a phone call."
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At this time, Li Qingshan suddenly heard a commotion from outside: "(Dang Dang Dang Dang Dang Dang Dang Dang Dang Dang Dang Dang Dang Dang Dang Dang Dang Dang Dang Dang Dang Dang Dang Dang Dang Dang Dang Gong Bang Bang) The world of mortals is like a prison, all living beings are suffering, reincarnation is endless, and worries are endless. Pity me, the world, a god will come from the sky, and the sores will appear on the mother.
Vacuum hometown!”
He plucked up the courage and stuck his head out to take a look.
Good guys, dozens of ferocious soldiers and a group of men holding pitchforks and hoes gathered in the market square. These soldiers were uniformed and armed with knives, rolling with murderous intent, and the leader was wearing a blue-gray costume, which looked a bit like
The ancient gentry's clothes are in obvious contrast with the dirty clothes of the surrounding farmers.
"Probably a local squire."
The old man, who looked to be in his seventies, loudly said: "Dear fellow villagers, since decades ago, the power of the Great Mother of Sores has not been manifested, and the evil god has come to power, there has been a continuous epidemic in Qingshi Town. The sick people have chickenpox all over their bodies.
, turned into thick water and died.”
"The witch colluded with the evil god to spread the epidemic. Over the years, the number of people in Qingshi Town was less than one in ten, and there was even an evil incident where newborns were made into medicine cauldrons."
"Today the imperial army has arrived to slay the evil gods and witches!"
"Kill the evil god, kill the witch!" Several big men nearby shouted a few words, which quickly aroused the resonance of the people. People's livelihood in Qingshi Town has declined over the years, and people are naturally dissatisfied.
"Kill the evil god and kill the witch!"
The witch's pimple-covered face trembled a few times, and she said angrily: "Oh, the God of Evil?"
"There are less than one in ten people in our Qingshi Town, but at least there are still people alive. How about Huangshi Town next door? It's dead! And Ligua Town next door, it's dead too!"
"What about the rich and well-informed gentlemen? They have money to live a good life, so they have fled to Kunlun Mountain a long time ago. What about the scholars who came to earth from Wenquxing? They have run away a long time ago! As for the officials, they have also run away!
Only you, Mr. Huang, the rich man, are guarding these thousands of acres of wasteland, and you can't escape even if you want to!"
"You didn't come up with the method of turning strangers into medicine! You blame me for your evil deeds. What a good idea!"
The seventy-year-old Mr. Huang was shaking with anger, and his sons quickly supported their father.
"Li Qingshan, these people have a grudge against you, haha, even if these people make you into a medicine guide." Pan Hao watched the excitement enthusiastically, "No one in this ghost place is a good person."
Li Qingshan had a calm face. He had lost his memory regarding the introduction of the medicine, so he didn't have much opinion.
On the contrary, Lu Tianming said in the earphone: "It's normal. In poor mountains and rivers, unscrupulous people come out. Naturally, all methods are used to survive. The economic base determines the superstructure."
"However, when you listen to their slogan, do you miss the great mother who is born with sores? The great mother who is born with sores is a vacuum hometown, right?"
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The quarrel outside is still going on.
The witch's eloquence was astonishing and her voice was so loud that Mr. Huang was defeated step by step.
"...The God of Evil? You should find a better God of Righteousness! Otherwise, this Evil God is the best!"
"If you kill me, you should find a better witch. Without me, you won't survive the next month, and you will be killed by the evil god!"
"The imperial court? Do the people from the imperial court dare to come in and slay the evil god? The imperial court doesn't dare. They are afraid that they will be infected with the disease. They just want us to die quickly so that the evil god can leave. Even if they have the strength, they will not let the evil god leave us."
On your body!"
"The mother who was born with sores would have died long ago!"
The onlookers looked sallow and thin, like victims of a disaster, but they could have shouted a few slogans.
At this moment, morale is low and I don't know which side to listen to.
Of course what Mr. Huang said is right. Since the new god "The Hub of Disasters" came to power, Qingshi Town has become more and more withered. From a large town with tens of thousands of people in the past, to less than ten and a few thousand now, everyone's life is not good.
Better off.
To be continued...