[Record]: A plague is spreading in your little world, and 65 people have died.
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[Record]: A plague is spreading in your little world, and 124 people have died.
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[Record]: A plague is spreading in your little world, and 345 people have died.
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Messages flooded the screen one after another, and Xu Sheng's expression turned extremely ugly.
The plague was just a disease at first, and its source was a warrior who came back from the demon world.
The warrior's early symptoms were only vomiting and diarrhea, and they only healed in a few days.
But what he didn't expect was that a few days after he recovered, several ordinary people in Tongtian City immediately developed corresponding symptoms.
Their symptoms were much more severe, and they soon became so exhausted that they could not get out of bed, and their entire body lost weight rapidly within half a month.
If this is the case, forget it, those who are sick are ordinary people, and none of the warriors have symptoms.
Xu Sheng himself didn't pay too much attention, because there were too many disease pandemics during this period, and he couldn't take a look at everyone's status.
Because of this little time delay, the disease spread rapidly. When the first warrior also contracted the disease, the situation took a turn for the worse. The number of sick warriors was like an explosion, growing at a terrifying speed.
Without Xu Sheng's command, the tribe's pharmacists immediately came to find a solution, but to no avail. In the end, even Xiehua, who was refining a furnace of key elixirs, was alerted.
The monk's elixir was very useful, and everyone who took it recovered, but the cause of the disease did not disappear, and people continued to be infected.
In this situation, there was nothing he could do. Not only were the elixirs used by monks precious, but many ordinary people couldn't withstand them due to their medicinal properties. Even warriors with cultivation levels lower than the fourth level of body refining could not withstand it.
Xu Sheng's side can't use everything of equal value - the exchange of two virtual spirit roots not long ago has exhausted his incense inventory. Even if he saves on using it these days, he can barely maintain a balance of payments, but he doesn't have time. Coincidentally, I just exchanged spiritual energy a few months ago and now I can’t stop even if I want to.
"My fault."
He blamed himself very much. In the final analysis, this matter was still his own problem, because when he first came to Qianjing University, he was so amazed by everything here that he devoted less energy to the small world, otherwise he would not be able to do it at this time. This will happen.
"Quick, quick, transport the dead out of the city and incinerate them immediately. If it's a little later, more people will be infected!"
In Tongtian City, Kuang Yuan commanded everyone with a serious look. With his physique, he would not worry about being infected. If even he could not resist, then everyone in the entire tribe except Yin would inevitably die.
In a corner outside the city, Yuhua, who was wearing plain clothes, stood there holding the corners of her clothes, watching bodies being carried out one after another.
As the most outstanding alchemist in the tribe, she was regarded as hope by everyone, but there was nothing she could do at this moment.
"It would be nice if...if my alchemy skills could be stronger."
She blamed herself very much, feeling that her talent was too poor and she didn't work hard enough, otherwise she would definitely be able to develop some useful elixirs.
So far, I have only created a handful of prescriptions, and I only make the elixirs from my inheritance every day. I have no use for them until now. I only rely on the training of my ancestors to reach the current point.
I am ashamed of my ancestors!
"It's not your fault..."
In the sea of the world, Xu Sheng sighed, Yuhua had tried his best, but this time he reacted too late.
In the days that followed, he watched as more and more people died in the tribe. When he arrived in the first month, the number of people who died had already reached one thousand.
This terrifyingly high fatality rate has severely damaged the vitality of the Huntuo human race, but this is not the end, the plague is still spreading.
From the initial silence, Yaohua quickly became crazy.
Not that he went crazy, but that he put all his energy into developing the antidote, forgetting to eat and sleep.
In addition to her, many pharmacists in the tribe also did the same thing, but they were not monks after all. Many of them were either tired or fell ill. More than ten pharmacists lost their lives in the past month.
This kind of selfless contribution and disregard for life is rarely seen in other students' tribes, and even if it does happen, it will only be an isolated case, but in Xu Sheng's small world, it is everywhere.
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"Only ten thousand short! Wait for me!"
Xu Sheng felt a little anxious, watching his incense grow.
The increase in incense is very slow, increasing by hundreds or thousands.
In the past month, he stopped almost everything else just to make enough incense.
[Record]: Your people worshiped you, and you received 3,142 points of incense.
The interface flashes.
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【Sage interface】
slightly...
[Incense]: One hundred and twenty thousand three hundred and seventeen
slightly...
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"enough!"
Xu Sheng was extremely excited.
"Open the equivalence of all things."
[Fifth grade alchemy]
Category: Heritage
Description: The elixir is of the upper, middle and lower grades, which can be used by the Nascent Soul stage monks.
Exchange requirements: 1.12 million incense
"exchange!"
The numbers in the incense column on the saint interface decreased rapidly, and soon only a pitiful three digits were left. It can be said that Xu Sheng had never been so miserable before the equality of all things was turned on.
A little inspiration appeared in his hands.
"go!"
With a flick of his finger, this spiritual light soon went to the alchemy room below where Jiaohua was, and merged with the latter who was frantically developing new medicines.
With the monk's ability, as long as she is given time, she will be able to develop the corresponding antidote.
But that’s always measured in years!
By the time she developed the antidote, the day lilies were already cold!
There are elixirs in the fifth-level alchemy that can solve the current problem. Although some of the materials in them are precious, he has already looked at the inventory. Among the resources shipped back from the demon world, there are replaceable ones. Although he was finally refined The quality of the elixir is a little worse, but it is enough for ordinary people to use.
Countless inspirations emerged.
The mind seems to have gone to a special place.
In the alchemy room, Yuhua suddenly became quiet.
A touch of tranquility appeared on her face again. For many days, her face had been covered with fatigue. This fatigue made her already soft, look even more lovable.
Xu Sheng looked at her at this time and remembered that night when she was nearly three years old and secretly ran behind the small slope alone, looking at the stars in the sky and crying.
"Thank you ancestor!"
After a long time, after her consciousness returned to her body from that special place, Yuhua knelt on the ground and bowed to the memorial tablet.
"Arise, my child."
Xu Sheng was just about to say this...and then realized that he couldn't do it.
It takes one thousand incense to spread a word, but he only has more than three hundred now!
It's too awful!
In the alchemy room, after receiving the inheritance of the third-grade alchemy technique, Yuhua already knew how to deal with it.
As for the antidote to this plague, she also has a variety of elixirs that can come in handy.
Naturally, it is not a special elixir, but a method of using force to break the path. That elixir can not only be used by ordinary people, but can also have a preventive effect.
In terms of grade alone, it is actually very low, even a monk in the Qi training stage can refine it.
The difference is that the third-grade alchemy contains not much inheritance, while the fifth-grade alchemy contains countless times more inheritance, and the various systems of elixirs are extremely perfect from low to high.
It took most of the day to collect all the needed herbs, and then started to refine the elixir.
In just one hour, a furnace of elixirs was refined.
There are ninety-nine and eighty-one pills inside. Each pill is dissolved in water and given to people, enough to save hundreds of people.
In other words, only a dozen furnaces are needed, which is enough for everyone in the small world to use, and the total time consumed is no more than a day.
In the evening of the next day, when Yao Hua called people and distributed the elixir to feed the patients, the entire Huntuo tribe was in a state of excitement.
Antidote!
Elder Jiehua has developed an antidote!
Long live!
Some terminally ill people improved at a speed visible to the naked eye after drinking the potion.
This feeling of being pulled out of the gate of hell made them cry with joy, and then they knelt down and worshiped in the east direction.
Their family members also knelt down and worshiped, and for a while the whole tribe was chanting.
"You don't have to thank me. This is all because of the mercy of my ancestors. It was his old man who gave me the inheritance, so that I can develop the antidote."
Yaohua's voice spread throughout the small world. With her current foundation building cultivation level, it is not difficult to do this.
Beside her, Yin smiled happily, and Yaohua finally grew up and could stand on her own.
Before this, although Yuhua had participated in the battle, she always played a supporting role behind him and others. At this moment, she had become strong, and he could rest assured.
"Thank you ancestor!"
"Thank you ancestor!"
All the Huntuo people spontaneously gathered outside the memorial tablet and knelt down in a bustling manner.
At first glance, everyone looked pious.
At this time, Xu Sheng's tablet was placed in front of a huge mausoleum.
Their prayers turned into little glimmers of light that blended into the tablets in the mausoleum.
No one can see these glimmers of light, only Xu Sheng in the world sea can see these little stars of light.
He already had a premonition in his heart, and the next moment the information appeared.
[Record]: Your people performed a devout worship for you, and you received 322,973 points of incense.
More than 320,000 incense at a time!
Xu Sheng was a little dizzy by this number.
Before this, there was no one that exceeded 50,000!
In most cases it's a few thousand points of incense.
It can be said that the increase in incense this time exceeds that of a normal year!
"this..."
Xu Sheng had some vague insights in his heart, but these insights did not turn into some clear understanding, and he did not grasp them in the end, which made him feel a bit regretful.
But it doesn’t matter, now the plague has passed and the crisis has been eliminated!
