Chapter 1266: The Great Plague of the Century (3)

The Americans had realized that the "Spanish flu" was serious enough to delay the German offensive. Rumors spread that the crew had also died of the Spanish flu, causing panic throughout the city. The people who control the war propaganda machine don't want any morale-damaging news to appear. Two doctors stated to the newspaper in no uncertain terms that the men did not die of the flu. They hid the truth.

In London, 287 people died of influenza pneumonia in the week of July 8. A physician who has performed several autopsies has documented: "The lung lesion, with its compound or variant lesions, is very different from the general characteristics of the thousands of cases that have been dissected in the past 20 years." It's not like the usual common bronchitis. ”

On August 3, a U.S. Navy intelligence officer received a telegram and immediately stamped it "top secret." Considering the source "reliable", he reported: "I was secretly told that the disease that is now prevalent throughout Switzerland is what is commonly known as the Black Death, but claims to be the Spanish flu. ”

On the other side of the Atlantic, at Boston's Federal Docks, the Navy has a "receiving ship." The name is somewhat misnamed. It was actually a barracks where up to 7,000 sailors were transported to eat and sleep on this ship. On 27 August, two sailors fell ill with the flu. On 28 August, eight more people fell ill. On 29 August, 58 people were diagnosed with the disease. Sick people began to die one after another. The 50 were quickly transferred to the Chelsea Naval Hospital, where they were terminally ill, but miraculously did not die, where Paul Roggard and his young assistants worked.

The sailors seemed to have met a savior overnight.

Pirto's great-great-great-grandfather Paul? Rogard was no genius, for just a few weeks ago he was seriously ill and dying, helpless to prevent and control this new pandemic. But suddenly, his illness was completely gone. Paul Rogard, who stood up and declared to the medical community at the time that the disease was too explosive. They must turn their attention to bacteriological investigations, looking for pathogenic bacteria so they can prepare vaccines or serum.

According to world media reports, a large number of excellent scientists began to gather, and their results were not satisfactory. A few weeks later, scientists began testing volunteers from Navy warships to see if a virus caused the disease, the first human trial in the world. But that's just the dregs of history floating on the surface, and the real laboratory is actually in the Norwegian town of Otto, in the historic castle that belongs to the Rogard family.

In the makeshift laboratory deep beneath the castle, countless people are quarantined. Hundreds of young men dressed in military uniforms and who were strong enough to live in large tents underground, in groups of ten or more. They were placed in canvas beds, all of which were filled, but there was still a steady stream of sick volunteers.

Each patient was bluish and coughed violently, spitting bloody sputum from time to time. There were blood stains everywhere, on sheets, on clothes, some people coughing up blood, and some people were bleeding from their noses and even ears, black, with hard lumps.

This virus is so terrible that it comes and goes without a trace, traverses the country, establishing strongholds in the Atlantic, Gulf of Mexico, Pacific, Great Lakes. It did not immediately break out in the form of an epidemic, but secretly sowed the seeds of the source of the disease, and then the seeds began to sprout slowly, eventually blooming into brilliant flowers. The whole world was shrouded in fear, as cold as death.

In that bleak day, countless scientists worked day and night, looking for a special drug. But no one knew that the only hope was actually deep underground in the castle.

Pirto's great-great-great-grandfather continued to analyze the virus in some way, and in October 1918, the results were finally available. Paul Roged says he has found a clue and is able to cure all the patients in the castle.

No one believed it at the time, but he did. I don't know what method he used, but in short, he did it thoroughly, and when he woke up, the patients in the castle who were already desperately waiting for death were surprised to find that they were really well.

The abundant energy returned to the body, as if it had never been sick.

And the world outside the castle is still raging with viruses. The news reached governments around the world, and the governments of Norway, the United States, and Europe jointly ordered Paul Roged to immediately announce the cure. But he refused, for which he was almost sent to a military court.

Later, Paul Roged handed over the same thin object, which he said had brought back from Shanghai, to his brother, John Rogard, then mayor of Thrand, the city where the town of Otto was located. As he had requested, John sealed the object in a hundred-year-old package and wrote a warning on the inner package. Hopefully, after a hundred years, the person who finds the package will be able to unlock the secrets in the package.

But for some reason, rumors suddenly began to circulate in the world that the hundred-year-old package contained objects that could cure the plague and even make people immortal. The hundred-year-old package was stolen soon after, and it was fought over by various forces during this time, and it never stopped. But everyone who got the package was wiped out without opening it.

In the end, the power to get this hot potato simply sent it back to the warehouse of the city government of Therland, and the package waited quietly to be opened until now.

Strange to say, the terrible virus went from being in the limelight to dying down in 1920 after the item was sealed in the package.

(*。 About the 1918 Plague of the Century, part of the excerpt from the biography of Thomas Mullen, "The Last Town on Earth", if you are interested, you can look for it. )

After listening to Pirto's story, there was silence in the room.

After a long time, I asked in a tone that was so shocked that I was dumb, "Actually, you are trying to say that your ancestor Paul Rogard had no cure for the plague at all. He used some kind of item he got from Shanghai to cure his own illness, and then he cured the sick of the patients in the ancient castle. In the end, the plague was successfully sealed in the object. This is incredible! ”

Yes, this story is so bizarre that it sends chills through the whole body. I don't know whether to believe it or not.

"Paul Roged once left a message in his family: After a hundred years of peace, a storm is about to sweep the world. Pandora's treasure box will be opened again. ”

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