"Has anyone else been in this situation?"

"Of course, Chief Goron. Gagarin replied cautiously, for fear of angering Goron, who really did not understand why the other party was making such a fuss.

Goron saw through the other party's thoughts at a glance, the two goblin mercenaries had traveled so far that they could barely be considered well-informed, but the limitations of civilization backwardness and the immaturity of young people made the two of them unable to understand the horror of the plague at all.

Thinking of this, Goron has an urge to slap his right cheek twice, recently he has become more and more suspicious of the crow's mouth, just because he is a ** survivor A little proud, in the blink of an eye, he found that his clan is likely to lurk a big plague.

Goron turned his head and glanced hatefully at the leisurely crow on his right head, an indescribable resentment in his heart.

"Chief Goron, these slaves are just exhausted, there is no possibility of recovery at all, leaving them to die is the best option, and the merchants outside do it. ”

"Steelmane does the same?"

Goron's rhetorical question made Gagarin a little difficult to speak, the ogre chief did not hide his disgusted attitude, as a future partner, he is not good at speaking ill of others behind his back, and the shrewd goblin is not responsible for throwing away his gold coins for such a boring reason.

But sometimes silence is also an answer, Goron thought of the tired white bears like dead dogs outside the construction site, he had played a simulation game in his previous life, the plague has a period of incubation, once it breaks out, it will be a big trouble, with the organizational ability of the great industrial era and the whole country is still under martial law, he, a half-brigade mage, has no reason not to be careful.

Especially thinking of the situation not long ago when everyone sat together to eat barbecue, Golon's heart was even colder, fortunately, the professional ethics of the chef of Blood Slaughter were very reliable, otherwise he would have the heart to pat his ass and leave.

"Call everybody at once. ”

Naturally, the two goblins didn't complain at all, anyway, they were theoretically working together, and they were working here entirely for Goron himself, not the Bloodhammer Clan.

Without letting Goron wait long, Steelmane and the others quickly got together. Even the blood feather appeared in front of him, and Goron silently praised the goblin in his heart, after all, it is a race that has fallen into the eyes of money, and it is really unique to be able to comprehend the importance of efficiency in this era.

"Steel Mane. I have something to ask you, and you give me an honest answer. ”

Steelmane glanced at the top of Goron's head, and the black crow gave him a bad premonition, "Yes, Chief. ”

"I ask you, how many of the boar people have been sick lately?"

Goron did not ask if anyone was sick. Because on the wild Osim Plateau, that's for sure.

"This ......" Steelmane shrank his head from Goron's stern gaze and swallowed, "Yes, Chief, there have been so many things going on lately that many of my men are starting to get feverish. ”

"Are there any pustules?"

"Pustules, you mean...... Also, there are. ”

Goron took a deep breath, not even noticing the five Mipo brothers huddled at his feet.

He set his gaze on the Golden Fang, and the kobold chief immediately stood up consciously and said, "Chief, there has been a significant increase in the number of warriors and laborers who have been abandoned by the ancestors recently......"

"I see. ”

Wave for Gold Fang to sit down. Goron glanced at the Admiral, who shook his head at him, which made his heart relax slightly, and then he heard the Admiral's voice sound:

"The ogres haven't noticed their incapacitation yet, but lately they've been sleeping longer. ”

“...... Blood Feather!"

"What are you doing, you filthy ......?"

"Less nonsense, birdman, tell me, is there any of your daughters in this situation?"

"Yes, they ......"

"Okay. I got it!"

Goron covered his left forehead with his hand, feeling that he was on the big deal, and he knew that the troll's situation was basically healthy. However, he never expected that there would be such a big leak in his subordinates.

Steelmane, though, they noticed the anomaly. But in their eyes, it's just a very normal situation. But Goron is different, he understands very well that spring has just come, and it is warm and cold at first, and he is most prone to influenza. Among the people in front of him, whether it is a wild boar man, a harpy or an ogre, they can pout their butts and eat in the ground, and the concept of hygiene basically stays at the level of "stinky things can't be eaten".

With such a large-scale mixing, it is a fatal disease to ensure that the germs adapted to the wild boar people fall on the kobolds, and it is also a truth for other races, but before Ge Long worked hard to concentrate on cultivation, he did not find this hidden danger at all, and now in this situation, it can only be said that what should come will come.

Thinking of the pus on the jackal's body that made him hairy, he was a little at a loss, this was beyond his ability, he knew that little bit of ability, the basic principles of disease prevention were taught in biology class, but he basically returned them all, even if there were still a few ideas in his head, but it was impossible to really let him cure the disease.

Do you want to wipe out all the sources of the disease?

Goron hurriedly stopped this thought, if he really did this, it would definitely leave a psychological shadow, it was better to learn from the medieval priest to try his luck with bloodletting.

"No wonder there has been a shortage of staff lately. ”

Goron squeezed out such a sentence from between his teeth, different from the usual scenes, this time he really showed his anger to the extreme, the faces of the two ogres were hideous and tyrannical, and the naked malice was like substance, squeezing the surrounding air clean.

The two brothers, Steelmane, Goldfang, and Goblin, were so frightened that they didn't dare to say a word, they only felt that their blood was congealed, and even the blood feathers that had always been unruly felt breathless, and the eyes of the leaders of several different races met in mid-air, seeing each other's fear.

"Chief, what's wrong?"

Mugel asked Goron slowly, his eyes slightly closed, also revealing a violent killing intent.

He thought his chief had a goal he wanted to stone.

"Nothing, Mugel, it's not your fight. ”

"Yes, Chief. ”

The loyalty of the ogre warrior calmed Goron's head a little, the untouchable enemy is the most terrifying, and he is no exception, without a professional scientist in charge, how can he survive this crisis?

"Chief Golon, are you worried about the plague?"

The troll's unique voice quality interrupted Goron's thoughts, and then his eyes lit up and he looked up at Uka who was speaking. (To be continued.) )