Vaccination was completed and observation was carried out for three days.

Except for a few people who had a slight fever, everyone was fine.

Zhu Fugui sent Lao Li's blood sample to [Genting Bio], and after examination, antibodies have been produced.

The reason why he didn't use his own blood sample was because Zhu Fugui was worried about his DNA leakage.

Although it is not clear what the risks will be after the leak, as a traverser, the strings of being prepared for danger in times of peace have never been loosened.

Of course, the main reason is that Zhu Fugui is afraid of pain.

The vaccination was already painful, and he didn't want to get a second shot.

After confirming that the vaccine was working, Zhu Fugui went to visit the raven messenger who was self-isolating outside the village.

This guy called Rock was in luck.

The pimples on his face had begun to scab over and his body was slowly recovering.

But the mental state of the rock tends to collapse.

When Zhu Fugui found him in the grass shed under the tree, there was not the slightest sparkle in his eyes.

"Don't you ask me who I am and why I'm in the Cloud Tribe?"

Facing Zhu Fugui's question, Yan just raised his head and didn't say a word.

Zhu Fugui smiled and stretched out his hand: "Get up, it's not too early." ”

The rock froze.

He didn't know if the person in front of him was ignorant or stupid, and actually took the initiative to contact a person who was infected by a demon.

"Come with me, I can save your tribe."

Zhu Fugui bent down and forcibly pulled him up.

Of course, when he spoke, Zhu Fugui added in his heart.

Your tribe is good, but when it is saved, it will be mine.

……

Bringing the basic healing rock, Zhu Fugui and his party had a total of twelve people.

Lao Li, Aunt Niu, Qi Wenchang, Yang Liu, Zhao Aqian, Mu Ya, Xiangcha (sister), Xianghe (sister), coral, mica, as well as Rock and Zhu Fugui himself.

The old grandma is too old to go out on a bumpy ride.

Yin Susu stayed as the main mother and presided over the overall situation.

Zhang Changgui was responsible for the management of the factory and the very important training of the troops.

Thoughtful, calm, and not in the limelight.

Zhang Changgui's personality is too suitable for keeping a house.

Zhu Fugui felt that Liu Bang would probably feel as fortunate as himself when he met Xiao He.

……

Although Qi Wenchang was arrogant and courageous, Zhu Fugui also vetoed the suggestion of using a mechanical convoy to go to the raven.

The raven tribe was in the southeast of Mount Olympus, and Zhu Fugui didn't think that the six-wheeled creeper would be able to drive over unimpeded.

Therefore, in the end, the group still chose to use the oldest, and of course, relatively young means of transportation for the Yin people - horses.

Zhu Fugui still couldn't ride a horse, so he could only sit behind Qi Wenchang.

As for the transportation of vaccines, it is more troublesome.

It's not about the weight.

1,000 vaccines are only about 30 pounds in weight.

The trouble is the cold chain shipping.

The vaccine is placed with ice cubes and sealed in a foam box.

The foam boxes are then repeatedly wrapped in a thick quilt before being transported by horse.

Zhu Fugui heard that it would only take two days to ride a horse to the raven, and he thought that the vaccine should not be bad.

But even if the ice melts by then, it's not a big problem.

That's the kind of thing like vaccines, once the production line is moving, it's easy to manufacture.

The supply contract between Zhu Fugui and [Genting Bio] stipulates that Party A will provide Party B with 5,000 vaccines every month, which will be delivered twice in the middle of the month at the beginning of the month, with a total price of 400,000 yuan.

In fact, Zhu Fugui doesn't want so many vaccines, how can Daming have so many people.

But the manufacturers said that no matter how little they turned on, they would lose money.

Zhu Fugui didn't know whether it was true or not, so he could only pinch his nose and buy it.

Anyway, the vaccine can be stored in the system warehouse for a long time, and there is no worry about it breaking.

Sooner or later, it will be useful.

Therefore, even if all the vaccines transported this time are invalid, as long as he waits a few days, Zhu Fugui will be able to receive a new batch of vaccines and take them out of the system directly.

However, Zhu Fugui worked hard to build a special warehouse before, just to hide people's eyes, so he didn't want to conjure things out of thin air unless he had to.

……

The journey was smooth, the road was fairly flat (although not enough to drive), and the scenery along the way was very beautiful.

It's no wonder that the ravens used to come to the Cloud Tribe every once in a while to show off their might, and they were originally engaged in team building by the way.

Since the Raven tribe was a semi-nomadic tribe with no fixed residence, the rock became the leader of the horse caravan.

In the past two days, his mentality has changed from the initial confusion to the heart like an arrow.

Rock swears that the Ming Emperor in the mouth of the Cloud and Mist Department is not a super liar, but the savior of his own tribe.

Looking at Aunt Niu's happy and sincere appearance, Rock faintly felt that the answer must be the latter.

Of course, the rock also found that none of these people seemed to have developed an illness after two days of contact with him.

It looks like the kind of thing called a "vaccine" does work.

Under the pleading of the rocks, the horse team proceeded so fast that even lunch was eaten on horseback.

As the trees on both sides of the road become thinner and the terrain becomes more open, you can see a continuous array of tents in the distance.

"The great, merciful, and generous Emperor of the Ming Dynasty, that is our Raven Tribe."

Looking at the black smoke rising from the camp in the distance, the rock had mixed feelings.

He was glad that the tribe had not moved away, or had perished because of the plague, and he was sad at the thickness of the black smoke.

That's not the smoke of cooking on a fire.

That's burning the dead...... Even the patient's smoke.

Speaking of which, that was the last thing the "white friends" taught them.

The messengers to the southern towns were hung up and burned by the sheriffs, who said that the flames could burn away the evil.

Just as two hundred years ago, they burned old and poor single women as "witches".

Due to the different sources of statistics, later generations have not been able to give an accurate answer to the number of "witches" who died in the frenzy of witch extermination for more than 200 years, and various statistics range from hundreds of thousands to millions.

In later generations, Chinese people often wondered about the brain circuits of Europeans and Americans during the epidemic.

In fact, it's right to be puzzled, who can understand these neuropathies?

The genocidal gangs are also ruthless with their own useless people.

The disease that kills the elderly in later generations, those who have never changed in their bones, I'm afraid it's too late to welcome them.

It's much quicker than burning a "witch".

In short, in the face of the brilliance of the plague, the ravens had to accept this method and began to burn with flames.

At first it was the corpses of people who had died of illness, and slowly, they began to burn people who were seriously ill.

Later, as long as there are some signs of acne, they will be burned alive.

When Zhu Fugui and his party entered the raven tribe, they saw such an apocalyptic scene.