……

If it weren't for Cangna's sleep, Theresa wouldn't have been able to remember it. She had almost forgotten her brother, how could she remember that long ago.

That year, the outbreak of the cold spot virus, the third stage, all the second stage vaccines failed, and even if the population was isolated in time, it was a grand tragedy.

The Grim Reaper looms over Sindari in the west, the cliff prison in the east, the largest city in the north, Zimbugansi, and the Fiyada Falls urban agglomeration in the south.

Heaven played a real joke with her, a joke that Teresa couldn't afford.

……

She was lying in the car, and a white cloth car was pushed out next door, and she was being pushed into a low-temperature room.

At that time, she was in another city in the Iron Sand Continent, Black Pearl Spotted, No. 3 cultivation warehouse.

In response to the emergency epidemic, the Ingalls family began to cast a wide net to find survivors of cold spots, and cultivated and extracted new vaccine seeds as quickly as possible.

Teresa is the original type 3 vaccine, and that's how the yellowed physical test report came about, and Shambhala had her physical fitness test a long time ago.

In the hypothermic room, the spine was implanted with a virus, and Teresa began to develop pneumonia in the evening with symptoms of fever.

Cold spot virus type 3 is ferocious and is known for its rapid onset and strong spread.

In the middle of the night, she shivered with cold in the cryogenic culture chamber.

When people are cold, they tend to get sleepy, but at that time Teresa kept her eyes open all night.

Theresa remembered the feeling, the cold seeping into her bones and the boundless blackness in front of her eyes.

"Anyone......"

She didn't know she couldn't see clearly, she thought it was just dark.

"Take her temperature quickly!"

Theresa looked around blankly, and the field doctor noticed her abnormality.

Teresa couldn't see the people around her, she couldn't hear the voices around her, and her mind went white.

"Kid! Can you see it! ”

Someone patted her on the cheek, but Theresa didn't seem to be aware much.

Scarlet fever is more eye-catching, and cold spots are better than scarlet fever.

Teresa felt the field meds shaking her, but she couldn't make out what they were saying.

There was only a whining murmur in my ears.

"Is there a type 2 vaccine...... Did you find the original species......

Soon after Teresa's first recovery, her family contracted cold spot type 2.

The cold spots spread to the west, and the shadow of death instantly enveloped the whole of Sindari, and the hunters searched the survivors every day.

Then, as long as she is successfully extracted, she can be matched according to the original type extracted from her body, and the type 3 infected person will be saved.

Ironically, the survivors of Type 2 have yet to preach the gospel.

“…… There is not enough time to acclimatize the cold spot virus, and direct transplantation has cost many people......"

Not only have many Holocaust survivors been bred by breeding the original seeds, but many of the people who can't wait for the vaccine have filled a lot of incinerations.

In order to slow down the spread of the virus, the bodies of the dead are not allowed to be buried, and they are cremated unconditionally.

"You're going to be fine, you're in a good position."

The war doctor will hold the hand of every person in the hospital bed and say this, giving hope to the patient and giving hope to himself.

It takes time to domesticate the virus, but the disease was dangerous that year, the search for survivors and transplantation of the virus, and the time to prepare the original virus was too short, and the field doctor skipped the step of domesticating the virus.

Teresa later learned that more than 100 survivors of Type 3 had actually succeeded in extracting the original species, and only five of them had successfully matched the original species.

There were so many words, and she only remembered this one

"You'll be fine, you're in a good situation"

For so many years, she believed that she was a miracle and not because of chance.

“…… Am I going to die......"

In fact, at dawn, this feeling of death is the strongest, because at dawn the temperature is the lowest and the body feels the coldest, and she can feel the heat of her body dissipating.

Like a dead man losing her temperature, life gradually left her.

"You're Leonard, you won't die!"

Then the field doctor whispered in her ear, and she couldn't hear a word.

That environment drove everyone crazy, medical staff and survivors...... There are also people who are sick and uninfected.

Everyone is in a race against a contestant named "Death".

The Leonard people, known as the descendants of the dragons because of their red hair, have a strong life and five senses.

It's just that Teresa never felt how strong she was that day, and after so long, her consciousness became more and more blurred, and she knew that not many people could die with their eyes open.

So she was open.

At that moment, she trembled with fear, for fear that her vision of the world would turn into a mirage when her eyes were closed.

"Help her keep her warm! It's dawn! ”

The first night of life and death is about to pass, and although the cold spots will make people stiff to death, they show signs of fever, and if you choose to cool down rashly, the patient will accelerate the stiffening of death.

The reason Teresa was pushed into the low-temperature No. 3 culture chamber was to inhibit the rate at which the virus spread through the body after transplantation.

Some of the survivors taken over by the field medic were overly warm in the room, causing the cold spot virus to spread rapidly in their bodies.

Most of the survivors who managed to survive the first time did not survive the second time.

The field doctor picked her up and wrapped her in a quilt against them.

Convey their temperature to her as much as possible to relieve the cold that Teresa felt.

Teresa shivered with cold, and the field doctor was sweating from her body temperature and the quilt she was wrapped in.

"She will probably be the first survivor of a successful match for Type Three."

Theresa shivered terribly, but this shivering cold was a blessing in the eyes of the war medics.

Because most of the survivors couldn't shake after the first night had passed.

"Don't get too excited, we need to make sure she's fit to do the extraction."

"Be optimistic, the first and fourth types have been successfully matched, and the third type is not far away, and everything will get better!"

"Mister, I often envy your optimism at times...... At this moment, we have nothing but optimism. ”

After the boundless night, the spotted light ushered in the dawn, the sun shrouded the earth, and the gray-black sand and gravel of the Iron Sand Continent absorbed the first rays of sunlight, and the heat steamed up.

Theresa spent the second long night of her life.

……

Teresa had said that she was terribly afraid of death.

"Hah! Ha ......"

When Teresa opened her eyes suddenly, she felt the fear in Cangna's mouth.

She gasped for a moment, and only after the cold on her body had subsided did she wipe the corners of her eyes.

Since then, a lot of things have seemed trivial to Theresa.

After she recovered from a serious illness, she learned that the type 2 virus was still being matched, and her family couldn't wait.

It's not an ending that everyone wants to hear, and they're gone.

Most of the field doctors in charge of her that day were also infected with her type 3 cold spot virus, and they couldn't wait for the vaccine made from the original seeds extracted from her body, and everyone left the world one after another.

God gives people a choice, and if the choice is easy, it is not a choice.

Teresa chose to live, so she had to face the death around her.

"Was it a good dream?"

Cangna could see clearly, she just didn't expect that Teresa would be so smooth in her heart.

"Also...... Good. ”

Cangna saw a glint in Theresa's eyes.

"Many people in my guild territory have been rescued because of this."

The successful extraction of each type of vaccine represents the continuous continuation of life.

“…… I'm not that great......"

Teresa pinched the bridge of her nose to stop the tears

"I didn't expect them to ......"

She whimpered.

I didn't expect her to wake up...... They can't wait.

……

No one is unharmed, no one is undead.

Next door to Theresa, Roman is deep in memories.

It was a matter of when, at six years, three months and four days.

Flion has been successful in taking the patriarchship for more than three years, and is preparing to marry the Zielli family.

Cold spots are raging, it's Flion who didn't have his goatee, Roberk is still Flion's shadow, Farnchauddo is still in Star Island, and Eka is still at Capital Academy......

As the fund preparation provider for the third phase of the cold spot vaccine in the whole territory, the Inglepai family has priority to enjoy the right to use the original type of vaccine.

In the face of disaster, it is not a ridiculous thing for a rich person to donate money and a person with a life to give his life.

Type 1 and Type 4 have been found, and Frione himself is a type 1 infected, but he has been vaccinated in time.

However, all the vaccines that have been successfully mated have been received and injected by the family.

But at this point, Frieon was anxiously waiting for news.

Because someone in the family is infected with type 3 cold spots, this person is none other than Roman.

Type 3 and type 2 have not yet been successfully developed.

Roman is a posthumous son, born in the maelstrom when the Buda family is embroiled in a battle over patriarchs.

Roman was born a whirlpool, and the moment he was born, he attracted a lot of criticism.

"Any news?"

Fleon infected with type 1 will not be infected with type 3 cold spots repeatedly, and Robelk infected with type 4 will still not be infected with type 3 cold spots.

“…… No matching has been successful. ”

There is no news yet on the field doctor's training pod, which is bad news. Robelk looked at Roman, who had been being held by Frione.

He has been in this world for too short a time.

The only thing to be thankful for is that the virus in Roman's body spreads slowly and abnormally, perhaps due to the high body temperature gene in his bloodline, or perhaps because of the electro-resistant protein constitution.

He outlived the virus and was healthier than the people who contracted the virus at the same time.

Roman was not only a posthumous child, he was also a premature baby. However, Roman was a healthy child who extended his mother's life.

While the facts are here, there are still vicious rumors that Roman's birth burned his mother's life.

Actually, no, Roman's brother knows best.

Frieon knew that his mother was consumed alive by the second stage of Coldspot, and Roman later found out, but he never fought against gossip.

He can't control other people's mouths, so he can only turn a deaf ear.

At that time, Roman was still a child, and he did not look unruly in the future, and his voice was as crisp and small as a girl.

Roman felt cold, so he hugged him hard about something that he felt warm, such as Frieon's neck, like a family member holding his arm.

Nothing is more important than the warmth of family, especially after Roman contracted the virus.

With his own physique and the company of his family changing day and night, and the support of his physiology and psychology, Roman's condition was not as bad as he thought.

But he also had a faint consciousness of his own, and he felt that he was a little powerless.

"Loosen up, I'm still here. Cough! Ahem! ”

As night fell, Roman began to have a low-grade fever accompanied by feverish symptoms

Flione was also recovering from a serious illness, and coughing came knocking on his door from time to time.

Roman unconsciously clenched his neck, and his trachea was squeezed, which intensified his desire to cough and cough.