As the days passed, the weather gradually warmed up. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

For ordinary civilians, it is good that the weather is a little hotter, it is warm, you don't need to wear too many clothes, and it is also convenient for work. But for migrants, it's not good when it's hot. When the weather is hot, people are prone to sweating, fatigue, and illness.

Especially when the weather is hot, mosquitoes breed and various infectious diseases will become epidemic. In a dense crowd, an outbreak of a large-scale infectious disease can be a disaster.

One day, Arkane approached Sui Xiong and worriedly told him that there were already signs of a plague outbreak in the migration party of the nobles.

The so-called plague actually refers to the kind of infectious disease that is more transmissible and more harmful to the human body.

Sui Xiong frowned when he heard this, and asked, "Is the plague god also coming to join in the fun?"

"He wasn't found yet, but he certainly did. "The situation is dangerous, the merchant migration party is a little better, and the noble migration party is almost like walking on the edge of a cliff, and the slightest push will break you." ”

"I'm worried...... If there is a plague, half of them will die lightly!"

At this point, His face was full of worry.

As a god who favored goodness and order, he did not want to see innocent civilians harmed, even though he did not have a good relationship with the aristocratic faction.

Even if these commoners are the foundation of the aristocratic faction, their death will make the aristocratic faction break their bones, and the same.

One of the great differences between good and evil, order and chaos, is the means.

Most of the people who "as long as they can win, the means are not a problem" are biased towards evil and chaos, and "not doing something, doing something" is the characteristic of goodness and order.

Sui Xiong pondered for a while and found Wo Er.

Woer, the god of knowledge and culture, is almost the foreign minister of the grass platform team of the Void God Department. On more than one occasion, Wohl said that he was capable of being a thug or a scholar, but that he was really not fit to be a diplomat.

"Then who is it if it's not you?" Sui Xiong asked rhetorically, "Sanwu (the god of healing)?Akane (the god of medicine)?san ballard (the god of literature and art)?or Damwade (the god of agriculture)?"

Walr was speechless, and the four gods were clearly less fit to be diplomats than he was.

Sanwu is a saw-mouthed gourd, don't say anything all day long, and even have few expressions. Communicating with Him is a hard job, and you have to pay attention to His subtle expressions at all times so that you don't fall into the dilemma of having nothing to say.

Let him be a diplomat? huh...... Hehehehe......

Akane is a technophile, he is energetic when he is doing research in the laboratory, and his eyebrows flutter when he introduces theories and techniques, but when he is asked to negotiate with people, he will either stammer, or he will be honest and unconcealed, and he is obviously not suitable to be a diplomat.

Sang Barard was neither silent nor introverted, but he lacked diplomatic talent – he almost had all the joys and sorrows on his face, and when he was dealing with people, he knew what he was thinking.

This kind of person is no better than Arcain in diplomacy!

Damwade was in a better situation than all of them, but during this time, he was concentrating on combing his divine power in order to fully inherit the inheritance of the Harvest Goddess, and he was really inseparable.

After looking around, in the Void God Department, there is really only Walter who is suitable to be a diplomat.

He is an old Jianghu, although he does not dare to say that his mood is invisible, at least he has a certain ability to observe and disguise. And he's really idle right now, freeing up time and energy for diplomacy.

"You can help me contact the god of plague. Sui Xiong said, "Make an appointment with him and I want to meet him and talk about it in detail." ”

Walle nodded, not asking why.

Inside the Pantheon, His avatar stood up and walked to the plague god, who was always half-asleep and lying in his seat, as if in hibernation.

"Your Majesty wants to meet with you and talk about something. He said bluntly, "Can you take some time?"

The plague god appears to be asleep, but in fact it is not. Seeing Wallo coming, he was motionless on the surface, but he was actually a little worried in his heart - Wall, the god of knowledge and culture, was a diplomat of the Void God System, and the two gods of the Void God System of Medicine and Healing were both nemesis of the God of Plague.

So when He heard Wall's words, his first reaction was, "Oh no."

Fortunately, he is also an old man after all, even though he is nervous in his heart, his face does not show it - of course, to see the expression on his rotten face, it is really not something that ordinary people can do.

"Masquerade Void looking for me?" He opened his eyes and sat up straight, pretending to have just woken up, "Is there something wrong?"

"Whatever the matter, the Pantheon is not a proper place to discuss. Wohl said.

The plague god looked left and right and saw that many gods were already paying attention to him, especially the few glances coming from the front row of the pantheon, which made him feel threatened.

He nodded and said, "You're right, it's not a good place to talk. But...... I don't think there's anything we can talk about. ”

If it weren't for the blood-stained bandage on his entire body, the god who seemed to be completely festering at any moment spread out his hands and said as if he didn't care: "You gods have my nemesis in them, and I really don't want to get too close to you, which makes me feel very insecure." ”

Walr smiled nonchalantly: "When have you ever felt secure? Over the years, no matter when, you have been hiding in that unknown place, when has the real body appeared? What's more, even if it is not safe, it is just a loss of an incarnation, with your accumulation, are you still reluctant to have an incarnation?"

“...... I'm really reluctant. The plague god shook his head, "I'm not like you, I don't have many believers. So every bit of my divine power is hard-won, and I have to use it sparingly. It's too extravagant to waste an incarnation in vain. ”

"Our Majesty wants to see you. Walle smiled and repeated, "You don't want to see Him, but are you sure you won't see Him that way?"

His smile was slightly darker: "Or do you not like to meet peacefully at a time and place, but want Him to take us to find you cordially and in a friendly way, and have a detailed and in-depth conversation?"

He deliberately accentuated a few of the words, and the threat was overflowing.

The plague god sighed deeply and hung his head, helpless. (To be continued.) )