"Go to the city." "Things should be better in the city, if all the cities were like this," Alicia said.

She was silent for a moment, her eyes flickering with coldness, "Then the south side is really rotten to the bone." ”

"It's better, indeed." Char muttered softly, with clairvoyance, he had actually already imprinted the situation in the entire southern region into his eyes.

He's been observing it for a while and has a more detailed understanding of it.

However, he still brought Alicia with him, and did not tell her directly, after all, it is more direct to see it with his own eyes than to say it orally.

He raised his hand and snapped his fingers, and the magic spread out in all directions, and the space around him changed instantly.

In the blink of an eye, they were outside the walls of the largest city in the south, the "Steam Capital".

The city was founded in the 17th century, so there are also some wall structures used for defense.

A group of peasants who had fled from all directions to escape the war and the plague were barricaded by the city walls, and the city would not let them in, or it would not be possible for them to enter.

Allowing these infected people to enter the city is almost the same as abandoning the steam and putting the lives of hundreds of thousands of people at risk.

They also had nowhere else to go but to camp here.

However, it seems that the people inside the steam capital regularly deliver food to the victims outside through the ropeway, so although these victims are yellow and thin-skinned and have dazed eyes, they will not starve to death here.

However, as more and more victims gather at the gates, the steam inside the capital will eventually become unaffordable, and at that point, it may be a purgatory that you can't imagine.

In fact, Char has already seen a lot of Grim Reaper in this neighborhood, and it is such a small town where there are two Grim Reapers.

There are even more Grim Reapers.

They wander the neighborhood, waiting to send their dead souls to Hades.

Inside the city, the streets were sparsely populated, and only a few patrolling guards and some officials were able to move around.

Steam Capital is also the largest industrial city in the south, and there are many military factories nearby, because it needs to supply arms for the war in the south.

The air was not much better than that of the Imperial Capital, the clouds were very low, black and oppressive, which made people a little breathless, and in addition to the smell of soot, there was a faint smell of rotting corpses in the air.

Fortunately, Char and Alicia learned the previous lesson, and they all hid their figures.

"The consuls here are pretty smart." Char commented, "I know that the way to isolate the plague is to isolate people, but it is not strict enough.

And"

Char looked at the two strangely dressed men who walked past them on stretchers on the other side.

They are wrapped from head to toe in pitch-black oil-soaked leather, wear black leather gloves, and wear bird's beak masks with goggles on their faces, which are very steampunk and exude an extremely strong smell of spices.

Because their mouth and nose are stuffed with cotton, camphor, mint, ginger to purify the inhaled air.

A man also wears a wide-brimmed fur hat on his head, and because the individual wears a face photo, the patient cannot tell who is who, which is considered a professional badge, and he holds a cane in his hand.

"Who are these?" Alicia asked.

"The doctors who wear hats, the poor who don't wear hats, and most of their jobs are to carry the sick, bury the dead, remove filth, and do many other menial jobs.

Except for you and me, the people of this world have not discovered the existence of germs and viruses, so their masks are not to protect against germs, but to "protect against miasma"

They call this a foul-smelling air, so spices are needed to purify.

You see, the crutches in their hands are used to undress the sick and give them directions, without touching them or even getting too close. ”

He nodded and commented, "This level of protection can indeed block viruses and bacteria to a certain extent." ”

"It looks scary." "But it's good to save people." ”

"What looks terrible in the eyes of the patients is even more terrifying in the eyes of the patients." Char's eyes flickered.

"Because, as soon as these people are in the community, it means that there are already infected people here.

Theoretically, these people exist to alleviate the suffering of their patients and even save lives, but they don't have many illusions about their patients.

Because plagues are almost always deadly.

When these people appear on your doorstep, it means that you are already doomed, which is almost a sign of death.

In fact, the most useful thing most people can do is record the number of infections and deaths in their communities.

Sometimes they also act as witnesses when a patient drafts a will.

They occasionally perform autopsies in an attempt to understand the disease.

And their treatment"

Char sighed.

"It's still the most common bloodletting treatment.

Or make a plaster with onions and butter, and depending on the severity of the patient's disease, they often add dried frog or arsenic.

The closer the patient is to death, the more desperate and bizarre the treatment becomes.

Other treatments include applying mercury to the patient and then heating it in the oven for a period of time. ”

"Isn't this really embalming a corpse?" Alicia couldn't help but say.

"You read a lot of books in the library, some of them were written by me, and some of them are some ancient knowledge that has long been lost, so you have broadened your horizons and have a clearer understanding of the world.

However, this does not mean that the people of this world can see it as clearly as you do.

This is the fault of the entire healthcare system, not the fault of these doctors. ”

Char quietly looked at the people wearing the crow masks and whispered.

"The surge in demand has allowed doctors' incomes to skyrocket fivefold in just a few years. Many charlatans who have not attended medical school have been lured by high salaries to join the ranks of these doctors.

Some impostors take advantage of the proximity to the sick person to tamper with the will after the patient's death to obtain someone else's property.

Of course, the reason why these doctors can mix up impostors in their ranks is also because the treatment methods are too easy to use.

However, despite this, their existence actually has a certain positive significance.

They are neither angels nor deaths.

They are merely brave individuals, and they are not healing the sick.

It's social. ”

Alicia fell silent.

But then, a commotion not far away attracted their attention.

"I'm not, I'm really not a witch!"

A group of guards is forcibly ejecting a plainly dressed woman from her house.

Her hair was messy, and her face was terrified, but the men obviously didn't pity her, their faces were very cold, and even looked at the woman with a kind of wariness and disgust in their eyes.

"Every witch says she's not a witch." The leading soldier said, "You'll eventually have your clumsy disguise torn apart by the people of the Inquisition. ”

He said coldly to the soldiers around him, "Take it!" ”

There is another chapter after twelve o'clock

(End of chapter)