Unvaccinated and unfond of bathing, these Spanish adventurers, who had extremely poor hygiene practices, were still highly fated by the plague, even after being treated with antibiotics - they lacked immunity against germs from modern shijie like the Indians.

The expeditionary force of the Hungshutizgan Kingdom, which was brought from Hope Port, as a descendant of the traversers, enjoyed the highest level of medical security - long before the expedition, it was collectively vaccinated with a variety of modern vaccines in the name of "blessing from the gods" - and thus possessed a certain immunity.

When the leakage of the "bacteriological weapon" was discovered and a great plague was imminent, the traversers rushed to the doctor in a hurry, and distributed all cold medicines, anti-inflammatory drugs, quinine, and antipyretic suppositories that plugged the anus. In addition, everyone was forced to bathe in hot water every day to keep it clean, and in addition, the attention to hygiene of the camp was greatly increased, and acetic acid and lime were sprayed everywhere...... And because of the invincible power of the "man of God", the rest of the Indians also followed suit and vigorously strengthened hygiene and disinfection. In addition, the efficacy of modern antibiotic pills is not bad, so although there are many people who fall ill in the army, only more than 1,000 people die in the end, and they are basically allies of other tribes who are not descendants.

As for the traversers themselves, while scolding Director Ma for being unreliable, he lifted a stone and hit himself in the foot, while secretly glad that he had prepared enough before, and that he had already injected himself with any vaccines, including the yellow fever vaccine.

Given the full confidence in modern vaccines, these fierce plagues that the ancients had heard of, the traversers were basically not too afraid.

Therefore, after the batch of antibiotics and drugs that can be collected in the city were also transported in containers, Wang Qiu, who was not afraid of tigers as newborn calves, left Senior Sister Ma Tong and Head Cai Rong in modern time and space, and was responsible for continuing to search for drugs in other places. He himself returned to Central America in the 16th century, and together with Senior Wendesi and Director Ma, who also returned to Central America, he went to various villages and towns in the nearby Mexican Valley to inspect the epidemic.

Of course, for the sake of safety, an elite guard team that is brave and good at fighting is obviously a necessary patrol configuration for the traversers.

In general, due to the outbreak of several virulent infectious diseases together, the situation within the plague zone was serious and the scene was terrible.

If the atmosphere inside the barracks is just miserable, then the entire valley of Mexico outside the barracks is already full of corpses.

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In a lakeside fishing village not far from the barracks, a small army led by the traversers was handing out special medicine to the panicked villagers.

Surrounded by water on three sides, the village has poor transportation and little communication with the outside world, and it is already a place where the situation is better and the onset is relatively late in this fierce plague. But the miserable scene they saw after entering the village still made the soldiers, who had not been out of the barracks much, almost drop their jaws with horror - the roads in and outside the village were full of sick people, all of them looking skinny and bone-like, panting half-dead, moaning slightly with cracked lips, surrounded by large pools of vomit, and mosquitoes and flies buzzing and flying, and the smell was terrible.

Many of the thatched huts in the village were lying with rotting corpses emitting a strong stench, but no one went to bury and burn them. Even those villagers who looked normal would suddenly vomit blood and collapse while walking on the side of the road, and never get up again.

The old priest of the tribe, with a large amulet made of bones and teeth around his neck, had been madly doing the ritual of cursing the plague in front of the altar for two days, and had killed his youngest son, who was a minor, to the gods, but to no avail, and even he himself had fallen ill. …,

In this atmosphere of infinite despair, suddenly seeing the incomparably powerful "distant gods" coming to the rescue with "magic medicine", the people of the whole village seemed to grasp the life-saving straw, crying and shouting and kneeling down to them. As for the conditions for what is called a minister's tribute, the middle-aged chieftain, who had killed two sons and a little wife in a row, agreed without thinking - even his life is about to be lost, where can he take care of any dignity and property?

“…… Oh, these are all gifts that my country has asked for you from the divine realm to the gods. As long as you take this white pill with divine powers, and at the same time sincerely believe in our god and respect our bixia, your illness will be cured quickly! ”

After the Battle of Otunba, the former Port of Hope lumberjack Kaukom, who was officially canonized as a samurai by beheading the first class and capturing five people, was carrying a sack full of antibiotic pills and distributing them to the villagers.

Because he was wearing a thick white mask, his voice seemed a little urn-like:

“…… Remember! Each person can only eat two tablets a day and swallow them with hot water! Be sure to use boiling water! Moreover, the clothes and pillows of the sick must not be left behind, because they are stained with the evil smell of the plague, and they must all be burned in the fire! Those who are not sick should also bathe and change clothes frequently to keep their homes and bodies clean, especially their underwear must be washed diligently......

Belch? You never wear any panties? Oh yes, we hope that wearing cotton panties has only recently become popular, and everyone was bare-bottomed before...... Then wash your lower body with hot water! According to God's teachings, only filthy people are susceptible to disease......"

The villagers, who were still able to move, listened to the teachings of the samurai, and accepted the pills with great gratitude, even knelt down and kowtowed to Kaukom, and then began to serve the relatives who were too sick to move to take medicine. Cocombe himself also fed pills to several girls in the village, these little girls were very beautiful in appearance and in good shape, but unfortunately they looked sick and crooked, so he could not arouse much interest.

In addition, in view of the tragic situation in this place, Cocomb accepted the villagers' kneeling and thanking him with a proud face, and also secretly swallowed two pills into his mouth - the epidemic in this place is so bad, God knows if he will also get some dirty things?

And in the only stone mansion in the whole village, the chief of the village also dedicated all the gold and silver that the village could collect, even the golden nose ring on his nose, and some rare sandalwood, all of which were respectfully dedicated to the great and benevolent "distant gods", and then grinned as several female warriors of the kingdom of Hongshutizgan, who were obviously not very skilled, took turns inserting transparent syringes into their arms, and marked the "brand of the gods" that were said to be able to ward off epidemics - for smallpox, diphtheria, yellow fever, Modern vaccines for epidemic infectious diseases such as tuberculosis.

Although they received the warmest welcome and the most devout worship in the village, Wang Qiu, Wen Desi, and Director Ma were still in a heavy mood.

“…… Alas, because this outbreak is a modern infectious disease, antibiotics don't seem to be very effective! ”

Looking at this lifeless village, Director Ma couldn't help but shake his head and sigh, "...... Many people just suffer from a little more severe pneumonia, which is already incurable, and no matter how many antibiotic pills they take, it doesn't work. There are also those who are infected with cholera bacteria and have diarrhea until they become dehydrated...... Even if there is penicillin, it is too late to train so many medical staff and give them all hanging injections! ”

Regarding this situation, Wang Qiu and Wen Desi were also gloomy.

-- In the early days, penicillin was known as a panacea, and it often only took a few dozen units to save a person's life. Later, with the widespread use of antibiotics, bacteria also continued to evolve and develop resistance, so much so that in the 21st century, 8 million units of penicillin are required to treat just one cold. …,

Therefore, if it is a self-produced germ in this time and space, then just one pill of oral penicillin is theoretically enough to save the people of a village. But the problem is that this time the germ actually comes from modern shijie, which has strong drug resistance from the beginning, and the efficacy of antibiotics is naturally much worse, and the mortality rate of indigenous people has been raised to an extremely terrible level.

Even though the traversers have been doing their best to rescue everywhere in an attempt to make amends, many of the more remote villages and towns are still unable to receive timely treatment due to poor transportation and lack of manpower.

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If the remote fishing village that I passed by before was already mourning in the invasion of the plague; Then it wasn't until the traversers stepped into another prosperous town located on a traffic artery that Wang Qiu and the others found that they had truly seen hell on earth!

Here, they were greeted not by crying and asking for help, but by a quiet silence!

There was a chilling dead silence.

There were no loud human voices, no curling smoke, only a few crows chirping occasionally...... It seems that the breath of death from the depths of the underworld is silently permeating every corner of the city at this moment, making these buildings that have fallen into dead silence seem extremely sad and weird.

In the face of such a terrifying scene, even though the sun was shining overhead, Wang Qiu couldn't help but feel a chill down his spine.

Brave enough to walk into the city, the scene unfolding in front of you is even more unbearable.

-- At the base of the wall, at the corner of the street, under the eaves...... Whether it is a low thatched hut or an ornate temple, countless dead bodies lie everywhere, men, women and children, but there is not a single living person who can still breathe. Some of the bodies lay on their backs, others curled up and rolled on their sides, and some were lying on the ground, but the expressions on their faces were all twisted and hideous in agony, almost suffocating onlookers. Because it was the height of summer and the weather was very hot, some of the corpses were already highly decomposed, and even maggots with white flowers appeared.

The air was filled with a disgusting stench of decay, which drifted away with the breeze, and in a trance it almost gave people the illusion of ignorance.

In the corpse-strewn streets of the city, red-eyed wild dogs can often be seen scurrying in and out, roaring quietly as they scramble and tear at the dead bodies. In the sky above the city of the dead, a large flock of ravens swirled like dark messengers announcing death to mortals, from time to time they folded their wings and fell, perched on a mutilated corpse, and then pecked at the carrion and internal organs.

The crowd entered the city in silence, walking through one silent street after another, but there was still an endless dead silence all around, and there were only dead corpses in their field of vision, as well as crows pecking at the eyes of the dead, wild dogs tearing at the broken corpses, and maggots wriggling in white flowers...... The sight after night of the sight of the tragic scene soon almost destroyed their nerves, and the stench of corpses that permeated every corner of the neighborhood made everyone's stomachs tumble over and over, forcing them to cover their noses and mouths tightly so as not to vomit.

The terrifying aura that struck with death penetrated into everyone's hearts invisibly but really, making them more and more unable to open their legs...... Finally, after a cursory inspection of the streets, the traversers could no longer bear the pervasive and unspeakable fear, and no longer tried to find the impossible survivors, but turned around and ran as fast as they could, escaping the lifeless city of the dead. …,

“…… This...... It's horrible...... How did it come to this? The whole city is dead all at once? ”

After rushing out of the city, Wang Qiu leaned against a big rock, gulping down the mineral water he was carrying, while pressing his beating chest tightly, and at the same time couldn't help but muttered in such a low voice.

“…… It's hard to say, so many kinds of fierce plague broke out all at once, and there was no medical treatment, so it was not uncommon for the whole city to die! ”

Director Ma washed his hands and cheeks with mineral water very experienced, and threw the mask into the fire to burn it, and at the same time replied to Wang Qiu, "...... There may be some people who are physically strong and can struggle to survive. However, even if they survived this plague, I am afraid that they would not dare to continue to stay in this city of death, and it is likely that they have fled to a distant place while they still have strength......"

After a moment of quiet rest, the travelers took out their Molotov cocktails and set a fire in the silent city of the dead, reducing the dead bodies to ashes along with the abandoned city, and then left dejectedly.

-- In the midst of this terrible plague that seems to be burning with rage, the once densely populated valley of Mexico has become a land of death.