The free healing activity continued until late at night, and the people of the Azure Sword finally couldn't bear it anymore and quietly retreated under the cover of Mia's shadow.

Only a large group of infected people were left behind, standing around the temporary medical station, and continued to wait unrelentingly.

After passing through the tunnels to leave the quarantine area, back to the hotel, and then entering the Hearthfire Island, everyone finally breathed a sigh of relief.

It didn't feel good to be surrounded by infected people, there were coughs and vomiting everywhere, and if it weren't for Peggy and Noe on the team, everyone would have been a little scared of getting caught in the infectious disease.

But the feeling of being worshiped as a savior is also amazing.

Today's Hearthfire Island, a small manor has taken shape. Bedrooms and halls, kitchens, flower beds, cinemas, recreation rooms, and all kinds of functional houses have been built, and the center of the courtyard is modeled after the training ground of the Weissbach Palace, with an open space for training.

After the medical examination and treatment, the tired girls went up to the second floor to sleep. Asker was the only man in the group, and his bedroom was set up on the first floor, at the back of the main hall, directly below the girls' bedrooms.

Taking off his chain mail and changing into his pajamas, Aske brushed his teeth in the bathroom, and suddenly looked out the window, and Peggy walked alone to the alchemy workshop at the back of the manor, looking a little lonely.

As an "flesh-and-blood" sequencer, Peggy has lost her need for sleep. Although the second floor still has a bedroom for her, Peggy rarely actually goes back.

On weekdays, she prefers to wander aimlessly around Hearthfire Island, wandering in the groves, walking on the beach, and looking out at the end of the sea and sky in the distance.

The reason why she went to the alchemy workshop tonight, Asker could also guess that the characteristics of the Lord of Filth were still in the process of decomposing.

However, this girl is always used to being alone, will she suffer from mental illness in the future?

Considering the xenomorphic emotions contained in the potion, Aske thought to himself that he could not ignore it.

Go check it out.

Arriving at the alchemy workshop, Aske saw Peggy sitting at Medea's workbench, staring at the potions on the shelves.

The transcendent properties of the Lord of Filth, "Rat I" and "Night Bat I", have been separated and made into a corresponding potion by Medea. The recipe for the potion came from the knowledge gained by several Hussites in the Weissbach family's dungeon through mind reading.

Rolling in the liquid in the distillation flask at this time are the remnants of the entanglement of "Flesh II", "Life Stealing II", "Plague II", and "Toxin II".

It can be said that Peggy is indeed very lucky, although she is now at the bottom of the group, but there is no resource obstacle on the road to lv.10 in the future.

She hesitated, then reached for the potions on the shelf.

"It's better to wait for Tomorrow Nuo to wake up and take it under her care." Asker's voice rang out from behind.

Peggy was startled and turned around, "Asker? ”

"What's wrong?" Asker leaned against the door frame and folded his arms, "The level can't keep up with the progress of the team, has you been under a lot of pressure lately?" ”

Peggy pursed her lips and didn't answer. It's nothing to put pressure on the team, it's just that you're putting too much pressure on me.

"Take it easy." Aske comforted her, "You also saw that your potions are all in the future, and it will be a quick matter for the level to catch up." ”

"Hmm." Peggy nodded.

"Then I'll go." Asker waved his hand, "Go to bed." ”

He walked slowly back to his bedroom and went to bed. Peggy watched his back leave, then stood up and opened the door to the side room.

The room next to the alchemy room was a medical laboratory, shared by her and Nuo.

Occasionally, Nuo will configure some drugs here, or manipulate cells and tissues, etc., to experiment and explore the scope of the ability of "Life II".

Peggy's day-to-day job is to prepare toxins and grow germs. Although the current ability is only level I, the experience of using the ability. Naturally, the sooner you start getting it, the better.

But now it's the middle of the night, and she hasn't turned into a scientific research maniac and stayed up all night to explode her liver to do experiments. After carefully locking the door, she opened the drawer and took out her precious little diary.

The habit of keeping a diary began after the night watchman**.

Since that mutation, Peggy has known that after death, there will still be memories of the superego that will remain and sink into the depths of the subconscious ocean.

Even a king like Alexander will eventually be trapped in his deepest memories, lingering for a long time, unable to extricate himself.

Although the vampire bloodline of the "flesh" sequence has a longer life-extending effect than other bloodlines of the same level, it is not immortal. If possible, she hopes to at least have the happiest memories after death, not regret and pain, even though the superego after death is not strictly herself.

Therefore, she intends to write down everything in the future, in a diary, no matter how big or small, bit by bit, and then when her life is approaching, she can take it out and review it with Asker.

"Today we entered the quarantine zone in the city of Innsbruck."

Peggy was writing on the page, her expression serious.

"There are sick people everywhere. Vulnerable, painful, overwhelmed. ”

"Noh told me that plague is a malignant infectious disease caused by Yersinia pestis and that without treatment, the mortality rate is as high as 75%-100%."

"The culprit is the Lord of Filth that we have killed. Even though he is dead, the traces left by his power still rage on the land, invading and torturing countless lives. ”

"This is the first time I've seen that the difference in strength between extraordinary and ordinary people can be so exaggerated."

"Like a giant beast and an ant."

"When the beast breathes, the ant crouches timidly; When the beast stepped forward, the ants fled in a hurry. ”

"Could the gap between the demigods and the transcendent be similarly worlds apart? If one day in the future, the enemy we encounter is a demigod, will we be like ordinary people, even if we are angry, even if we are unwilling, we will still be powerless to defend and protect our own destiny? ”

"So."

"I want to be a demigod."

"I want to protect Asker."

She thought for a moment and crossed out the word "Asker" again.

The head of the regiment doesn't need me to protect him. The head of the regiment is so strong, after all, he first became a demigod, and then came to protect everyone.

"I want to protect everyone."

Today's diary is finished, and Peggy flips the diary to the front to look at it again, from the defense of Olympia**, to the Spartan snow monster**, to the Luenfeld Mind Change**, then to the Weissbach Knight Fight**, and finally the Plague of the Lord of Filth**.

Unconsciously, everyone has already experienced so many things, and the plot is so complicated that it can be written into one.

Or, how about writing an autobiographical style based on this diary in the future, just called "The Sword of the Blue"?

Phew, what kind of title is this, it sounds like the kind that will hit the street to death, and there is already a fairy tale of the same name.

Peggy was bored, her pen in her hand in the margins of the page, skilfully sketching the outline of the sketch.

That's Asker's face.

She stared at Asker's portrait for a moment, and then with a little shyness and blush, she added a few more strokes to change Asker's nose to a pig's nose.

Then a cute arrow was added, marked next to it in small Juanli letters:

The head of the pig grows.