"Sharpen scissors, kitchen knife~"

In the early morning of Auschwitz, in the chaotic and dilapidated market, white-haired young men squatted on the ground and shouted weakly.

In front of him was a blanket full of swords he had stolen along the way, and two carrots he had bought from the stall next door, and after they had been washed, it was his breakfast.

Early in the morning, there were hardly any people at the market except for a few vegetable sellers. The whole dilapidated gathering place is like the lower town of Avalon, full of chaos, noise, desertion and rundown.

It looks completely bad, but it's not so bad that you can't live.

If you can't go up or down, you just hang like this.

It is full of the feeling that one day counts as a day, and one day earns one day.

In contrast, Ye Qingxuan inevitably lost his fighting spirit.

He was ready to fight the locals for 300 rounds. As a result, after entering the city, I found that the locals didn't bother to pay attention to themselves.

They don't exclude outsiders, they just don't exist as outsiders.

This made Ye Qingxuan's fighting spirit hit in the air, and he couldn't say that it was uncomfortable.

After he picked up a carrot and wiped it clean, he gnawed on it without a bite, and grinned with his teeth: the radish that grew in such a ghost place naturally did not taste much better, it was completely shriveled, and it seemed to chew a mouthful of mud and sand in his mouth.

"How are you living......

He sighed and yawned sleepily.

Last night, he had expected a big battle, but several of the opponents showed considerable restraint, and after a little temptation, they withdrew, and the rest of them were not sure of victory, and they did not dare to act rashly.

The thunder is loud and the rain is small. That's it.

It hurt him to pretend to be white.

According to the plan, today he was going to communicate with the master sent by Anglo to monitor the entire trial to communicate the specific situation, listen to suggestions, receive some teachings, and it is best to have some intensive special training or something, and by the way, get some mysterious hole cards.

Outcome. Nothing that was expected happened at all.

Ye Qingxuan didn't even know what the name of that master was.

From beginning to end, he hid in the black mist, not even revealing his face when he ate.

After seeing Ye Qingxuan that night, he took him to a dilapidated hotel, pointed to a room and told him that I live here, don't come to me if it's okay, there's something to do...... It's better not to come to me either.

All in all, it's good when I don't exist.

"You're there anyway. The rest is up to you. ”

The master of the time patted him on the shoulder. Said solemnly: "What I promised Maxwell is to make sure that you will come back from here alive, and other things...... Forget it. I trust you very much, Ye Qingxuan. ”

In this regard, Ye Qingxuan could only come out of his throat with the word 'hehe'.

Other people's masters don't want to stuff things into their students, for fear that their students will be eliminated, and they will ...... Why is it so unreliable?

Oh, the mysterious master gave him something anyway.

"What the hell is this thing for?"

Ye Qingxuan looked at the thing in his hand with a complicated expression-it was made by the master knocking on the doorknob on the spot and hollowing it out...... Small whistle.

Kindness. It's the kind of spoon for children to play with.

But the guy also said in a serious tone: It's okay, don't blow and play.

Isn't this nonsense! What's the use of not blowing this kind of!

Ye Qingxuan threw the whistle on the stall with some annoyance and thought for a while. He sighed again, picked up the whistle and put it back in his pocket—maybe it really wouldn't be useful? Isn't it? Though it certainly won't be of much use......

"Hey, knives, how do you sell them?"

There was a man crouching on the stall, picking and choosing, asking in a lingua franca with a strange accent.

Ye Qingxuan glanced at it. In Romulus's native accent, he replied, "What about a cheaper, buy one get one free, and charge you forty pounds?"

The man was stunned for a moment when he heard this, and glanced at it, his eyes were strange.

"How is it? My accent is standard, right?" Ye Qingxuan smiled proudly.

“......”

The man was expressionless. didn't say anything, got up and left, making Ye Qingxuan a little confused: Wait! I'm such a friendly and kind person, what are you leaving? I won't hit you! Could it be that the accent is good or wrong?

In the end, he didn't do anything and watched the man leave.

My only customer.

Ye Qingxuan shook his head and sighed.

The Holy City has a very serious rule that musicians are not allowed to interfere with the normal life of the locals during trials and tasks, and they are absolutely not allowed to release any music to the locals, and once discovered, the qualification for the trials will be revoked.

If the circumstances are serious, they are directly dragged into the silent organ for brainwashing and reform. Make sure you will be a good person for society for the rest of your life.

"It's just...... The animalization characteristics are really obvious. ”

Ye Qingxuan watched those people come and go from a distance, and muttered to himself in a voice that only he could hear.

Compared to other races, the skeleton of the male adult Romulus is significantly thinner, and the skin is slightly bronzed, and the skin quality is mostly not good because of the living environment.

However, the face and limbs were clearly hairy, and many of them had sharp, thick and hard nails, like wild beasts. This is caused by demonic bloodlines contaminated by natural disasters, and it is said that this is especially evident in some newborns in recent years.

Afraid of light, water, and aggressive......

If this continues, in another five or six generations, in the foreseeable hundred years, I am afraid that the Romulus people will really be reduced to the level of half-man and half-beast.

Thinking of this, Ye Qingxuan couldn't help but sigh.

What other hope can there be in such a ghost place?

Auschwitz is a wilderness.

Beyond the towering gray walls, there is no one to live.

Drought, desolate, overgrown with weeds, uncultivated, not geographically convenient, and not possibly livable, just pure, there is such a place.

If there is anything else to develop. There was only a thin copper ore to be mined, and with the discovery of the ruins of previous years, there was no copper ore left.

The environment is so bad that it really can't be saved, no wonder the people here mess around every day.

In the low sound of the bell, he awoke from his contemplation.

It's just across the street. The door of the ruined church slowly opened, revealing the rudimentary courtyard and buildings.

Seeing this, Ye Qingxuan didn't care about the stall, got up from the ground, patted the ashes, and walked forward.

Since the locals are too lazy to take care of themselves, and Anglo's thighs are unreliable, he can only go the way of the Order.

At the very least, the people of the Order can't be cold to themselves, the clergy reserves, right?

Not to mention. Ye Qingxuan had accepted the commission of the Order before he came.

Putting aside the reason for the trial, he came here, as he planned to ...... But it's really a cure and a rescue!

As he expected, there were no full-fledged members of the Order in the dilapidated chapel. There was only one priest who looked old and dim, and two locally-born mixed-race children who were in charge of cleaning.

There are not many believers among the Romulus, and it is not easy to allocate enough budget every year to feed the priest, not to mention that repairing the church is also a large expense.

The old-eyed and dizzy priest looked at Ye Qingxuan's identity certificate for a long time before he remembered.

"Oh. You mean the flu...... I reported this to the police a few years ago, and it turned out to be a failure. I thought the commission had been abandoned. ”

The old priest patted Ye Qingxuan's shoulder: "I didn't expect someone to come, it really scared me." It's a pity you're late. ”

“...... Late?"

Ye Qingxuan was stunned: "Could it be that the patients have all died?"

"No, it's just a common cold, just stay up for a few days. ”

The old priest spread his hands: "So, Mr. Ye." You are late, half a year ago, the flu was extinguished. ”

“......”

Ye Qingxuan looked at him sluggishly, and he couldn't accept this unfolding: he still plans to dedicate a red heart to cure diseases and save people, why hasn't anyone arrived yet. The flu was cured!

It's like in an adventure novel, where the brave man just hit the road, but in the end the villain gets the plague and dies of illness.

The world is saved, and everything is beautiful...... But Ye Qingxuan's heart is very unpleasant.

"Then why don't you revoke this entrustment. ”

Ye Qingxuan had a level of tears: "Otherwise, how could I be tricked here by Maxwell's old bastard." ”

"Wait until I'm done. ”

The old priest sighed helplessly: "It's true that the flu has been extinguished, but ...... The virus is still there. ”

Ye Qingxuan fell into a stupor.

Virus, still there?

What is the reasoning?-

In the basement of the church, in a simple surgical laboratory.

After a long silence, Ye Qingxuan looked away from the small microscope, rubbed his eyes, and cursed in a low voice. Now, he can be sure that this flu is absolutely man-made.

Someone targeted this group of Romulus, created a flu and a plague, and left it behind.

Observed samples were from a body of Romulus that had recently died of old age.

It is evident that a large number of this virus are parasitic in the blood and organs of the deceased. Although it is dormant and completely harmless, it is still rigidly bound to the human body.

The immunity of ordinary humans is enough to kill these viruses and eliminate them metabolically. The demons are not afraid of such flu at all, and their bodies are even completely different from humans, and they are naturally immune to corpse poison and other germs.

But the Romulus, with their demonic blood, are in trouble.

The virus was clearly created for their immunodeficiency, and the gap between human and demon bloodlines was filled with this virus...... In other words, it may even accelerate the deformity of the Romulus, allowing the demon bloodline to completely replace the human part......

"It's just terrible. ”

Ye Qingxuan sighed: "How many people have been infected with this virus?"

"Almost...... All. ”――

Fifty thousand starting coins thanks to the Twisted Key tip.

By the way, at the end of the month, everyone will come to support it with more monthly passes, so I'm afraid of being counterattacked by the people below...... (To be continued.) )