After changing his clothes, Sulu looked at other facilities in the room.

It seems that the priests in this world are ascetics, and the decorations in the room are simple. Apart from the wardrobe, there are only simple beds, tables and chairs.

There is a smell of mold in the air because no one has cleaned it for a long time.

He came to the desk and opened the drawer.

The first drawer contains some debris, including several metal coins.

Another drawer was locked, but Sulu used a little force and twisted it open.

After opening it, there is a black hard shell notes inside.

"Diary?"

Sulu became interested, moved a chair over, and sat down and started reading.

The first half is just the daily life of an ordinary clergy and his praise and feelings for God, which he skipped directly. The next part is the focus of attention:

"In the year of the 233rd year of the Holy Calendar, the Moon of Misty, I heard that a terrible disease broke out in the city. The sick person would die in just two or three days. Before his death, the body turned black and purple. The Bishop ordered us to dig as many graves as possible. The area of ​​the cemetery was almost insufficient..."

"Month of Fire, Oh my God... is this God's punishment? It came too fast. It almost captured the entire city when we were caught off guard. The doors of almost every household were depicted with an "x" representing "infection"! The entire city was dying... My classmate Victor died while vomiting blood while working. May Denadilk accept his soul... In the end, he was buried with the pit he had just dug..."

"Hell on earth... I saw the real hell... Every moment, a large number of corpses were transported out of the city. The graves were not enough. I could only simply dig a big hole to bury them... In the end, I couldn't even go on. Because all the corpse transporters died, people were alone at home, waiting for the knocking of the god of death... The bishop announced that the grandest blessing ceremony would be held, hoping that he could last until that moment, and he had already started vomiting blood..."

"I...I'm also infected. This disease called "Black Death" occurs very quickly... I'm not much time anymore, and I want to do something meaningful before death..."

The record ends here, and the handwriting looks very sloppy.

Obviously, this priest had no interest in writing diaries seriously in the later period.

"Is the Black Death?"

Sulu knew very well that this was a fierce plague that could be spread through mice and fleas, and was indeed the destroyer of life.

"Is it the influence of Ms. Yue? Did he directly release bacteria? Or did he 'mutate' the local bacteria?"

The world of "Micro Demon" can resist gods, but cannot resist ordinary microorganisms.

"Is this the God's plan?"

A world of complete "death" can of course be regarded as the "masterpiece" of the goddess of death!

"However, a mere Black Death can't kill all humans."

Sulu walked out of the city.

There is naturally a reason why he chose to come here.

When every world is on the verge of destruction, there will always be some special treatment characters, just like the "protagonist" in the Blue Star world.

In the Dream Spirit Realm, he not only gained a terrible flow of information, but also to a certain extent, he sensed the trajectory of a "protagonist".

"A fateful encounter?"

Sulu walked on a barren avenue. After walking out of the core area, he could see other animals from time to time.

There are mice, domestic chickens and ducks, and even a cow.

Its leisurely stroll on the sidewalks without restraint seemed to have become the master of this area.

"This city was destroyed, but the next city may not be..."

With this idea, Sulu walked through the wilderness with the mentality of a traveler.

On the first day, he got nothing and beat a pheasant for dinner.

The next day, he found a river and began to walk along the river.

On the third day, he finally met a group of people, the natives of this world!

At noon that day, Sulu was grilling fish.

The fish in the river were very big, and it seemed that because of the lack of natural enemies, he was a little stupid, and he caught a lot of them with his hands.

Sulu made a pile of firewood, peeled the fish and skewed them on the branches, placed them next to the fire to smoke and roast them. From time to time, a rich fragrance spreads around.

"Well, it's burnt on the outside and tender on the inside, fresh and delicious..."

Sulu praised his craftsmanship, feeling that the umami flavor of the fish was fully stimulated, mixed with spices, and had a unique taste.

The ingredients in different worlds have different flavors, and it is not in vain to just enjoy the delicacies in different worlds.

"Um?"

Suddenly, he turned his head and looked in one direction.

The group seemed to be attracted by the Yanzhu and ran over quickly. Seeing him eating fish, he stayed in place.

They were seven very strange ‘people’, wearing black protective suits, thick goggles, and masks in the shape of bird’s beak.

At first glance, it looks like a group of crow spirits who have less than their ability to transform into shape.

"You...you...you..."

At this time, one of the people pointed at Sulu and made a muffled sound from the mask: "Who are you? Why are you in the epidemic area? Still... grilled fish?"

Laizhe stared at Sulu in surprise, and Denadilk was on it. This is near the plague city!

Even their "exploration team" was cautious and wearing the latest style of the Kingdom's protective clothing. Why could this person sit here and eat fish in a swagger?

This style is a bit wrong!

The other team members' thinking was also a little terrible, stuck there, and they couldn't speak for a long time.

"I'm hungry..."

Sulu ate fish slowly and looked at them with innocent eyes.

As for the bacteria? Perhaps it is in every way to deal with ordinary people, but no matter how he is suppressed by the world and loses his life, he still has an extraordinary body. How could he be afraid of infection?

"team leader?"

A doctor next to him made a woman's voice, seemingly excited: "Is the plague city of Levire recovered, and there are still survivors?"

"Citizen! I am the captain of the expedition team of the Kingdom of Maximilan - Laizhe!"

The leading man said to Sulu solemnly: "Even if you are a servant of God, you are obliged to report to me everything about Levire! How many survivors are there?"

His voice became very excited.

Since the outbreak of the Black Death in Levire and being completely isolated, the outside world has almost gradually forgotten its name, and only the fear of "City of Plague" has been passed down.

"there is none left……"
Chapter completed!