Do not engage in underworld operations in the human world!

Chapter 97 The Doctor's Kindness

"Ok?"

Jiang Lu's body trembled.

Then he touched the side and touched more bodies.

"It's so lively." He said in surprise.

In the past, I started as an orphan, but this time I was with so many corpses. It was so heart-warming.

He stood up staggeringly, because he knew that there were corpses around his feet, so he was extra careful, like a blind man, and tentatively moved forward little by little.

Soon, he touched the stone wall, which was sticky and seemed to be stained with something.

Worried that someone had put glue on the wall, Jiang Lu squatted down in disgust, rubbed his hand on the corpse's clothes, and then continued to explore horizontally.

It didn't take long for him to find a small wooden door.

He pushed it, but the door didn't move at all, as if it was sealed by something.

The skill had been locked. Jiang Lu tried it. The evil god could still use his left hand, so he fused it and punched open the door.

The genial and warm sunshine instantly shone on his body. Jiang Lu, who had gradually become accustomed to the darkness, could not open his eyes under the stimulation of the strong light.

He put his hand in front of his face, squinted his eyes, and gradually adapted.

After a long time, the sour and burning feeling slowly subsided.

Standing at the door, Jiang Lu scanned everything in front of him and fell silent amidst the overwhelming rotten stench.

When he saw the background of the mission, he had already expected that the raging Black Death would cause great damage, but he did not expect that the situation would be so bad.

Gothic buildings exuding eerie beauty are lined up in rows, telling the prosperity of the city. However, there is no human habitation wherever you look.

The street at the door was empty, and there were only dead people covered in black spots lying on the street. Many houses had their windows and doors nailed shut with wooden boards, and then someone wrote a big P with black charcoal. , to warn later generations of the deadly disease.

There are not one or two such signs, but almost everywhere. The whole street seems to be cursed, covered with the despair of death.

Not far from Jiang Lu, there was a fallen horse. Its reins had not yet been taken off, and the cart it was dragging to carry the body had also overturned on its side. Beside the carriage, there was another horse wrapped upside down. The man in the oilskin robe had a crumpled wide-brimmed hat on his head, and a beaked mask wrapped around his face.

A cane was still tightly held in his hand. It was inlaid with gems and looked valuable. However, in such a purgatory, no one dared to pick it up.

But Jiang Lu dares!
He trotted over, pulled out the cane from the dead Doctor Bird's Beak, stuck it in his waistband, and then returned to the birthplace.

He wanted to see if there were any clues in the house he was in just now.

But he was disappointed. Apart from counting a total of eighteen corpses stuffed into this residence of only a few dozen square meters, he found nothing.

As for the sticky stuff on the wall just now, it was pieces of solidified black blood.

Looking at the corpse in front of him, Jiang Lu felt an inexplicable sense of déjà vu.

"Isn't this a family bucket? KFC turns out to be Italian food?"

He muttered, then shook his head in self-denial.

Because these corpses look different, they don't look like a family.

Moreover, they fell to the ground in pieces. It is not known whether this room was used as a dumping point by the person who disposed of the corpses and they were thrown in casually and sealed, or whether they were thrown in after getting sick and waiting to die.

Perhaps because he had been in such a bad environment, Jiang Lu also had problems with his state.

A [Plague Infected] BUFF appeared in his status bar.

But the problem is not big.

The healing buff is not a skill, so the effect always exists.

So for him, the nature of being infected with the plague or being irradiated is the same.

But Jiang Lu was still a little confused.

This person has already died. Where can he go to investigate the truth?

And what about my teammates?

At this moment, among the mountains of corpses, Jiang Lu noticed someone moving.

"Ok?"

He dove in cautiously.

Pulled out from the pile of corpses like a hill was a woman whose body had been soaked in black blood and whose clothes she was wearing could not be seen.

She closed her eyes tightly and shivered weakly.

Her body temperature was obviously hypothermic, her whole body was cold, and she was about to die.

"Hey!"

Jiang Lu patted her face: "Can you hear me?"

The woman didn't react at all, but instinctively curled up into a ball.

Seeing this, Jiang Lu hesitated.

He wanted to save her and ask her about the situation, but because she was in an unconscious state and could not clearly indicate whether she wanted to be rescued, Jiang Lvjiu was a little worried that if she didn't want to live, would he be considered a violation of women's rights? Willingness?

This question was so serious that he had to think about it seriously.

"Ahem." The woman coughed suddenly and spat out a pool of black blood. She opened her eyes unconsciously and saw Jiang Lu squatting motionless in front of her.

The will to survive supported her, and she stretched out her hand towards Jiang Lu.

Those dull olive eyes seemed to be saying: Save me, don’t leave me.

Her eyes were full of panic and fear, full of fear of death. She didn't know or care who the person in front of her was, she just wanted to grab any life-saving straw.

Jiang Lu misunderstood, held her hand, and promised: "Don't worry, I'm definitely not that kind of person!" The woman fainted again.

Then Jiang Lu continued to think.

"Can we save him or not?"

He hesitated for a while, until he found that the woman's breath was very weak.

Only then did Jiang Lu make up his mind.

"That's all. Even the West Coast version can't restrain me, so the version here should be even less scary. If she doesn't want to live, I can just lock her in here after asking questions."

After making up his mind, Jiang Lu stopped inking and cleared a clearing around him. He hesitated for a moment, thinking that there were corpses outside anyway, so he didn't close the door.

After doing all this, he began to take off his belt, with a nostalgic smile on his face:

"Isina, we have to fight side by side again, lend me your healing power!!"

Two beaked doctors, all in black, were transporting a cart full of corpses. One was pulling in front and the other was pushing from behind.

They need to get these bodies outside the city for burial before dark.

This is their daily job.

Unlike the corpses that can be disposed of at will in the outer city, these nobles in the inner city must be sent outside the city for cremation, and then the remaining remnants are taken back to their families.

This undoubtedly adds a huge workload to these bird-beak doctors, but they have no choice.

"Have your herbs been changed?"

The man pulling the cart asked: "There is a restricted area ahead. Anyone who misses the mark will be taken away by the God of Death."

The person pushing the cart replied: "I changed it and stuffed it tightly. Now my nose is full of spicy smell. It's really bad."

"Better than dead."

When the cart was passing through a narrow alley, the man pulling the cart stopped immediately when he saw something.

"So you are here, Kafa, long time no see."

His tone was full of nostalgia and sadness.

"Teacher, you mean"

"Yes." The man pulling the cart pointed to the overturned carriage not far away: "That's my best friend who disappeared four days ago. I guessed that he was probably taken away by the God of Death when he walked somewhere, but he didn't. To think he died here."

The sad tone infected the people pushing the cart.

"Teacher, shall we cremate him together?"

"of course."

The man pulling the cart nodded heavily and said: "I have to take his cane back. His wife and children should still be in the country and don't know about his death. When this catastrophe is over, I have to take his things back to him." .”

With that said, the two of them fixed the cart on the roadside, and then walked to the carriage.

"Ok?"

The man pulling the cart was stunned for a moment, then started groping around on him again, but found nothing: "Where did his cane go?"

"Not with him?"

"No, you look around and I'll see if he's on the carriage."

"it is good."

The person pushing the cart nodded and began to search around.

Fighting back his nausea, he stepped over one corpse after another.

These corpses scattered all over the place showed signs of decay, which were very different from the patients he had just pushed who had died not long ago. Walking among these ferocious corpses made him feel a little frightened and inexplicably panicked.

He lowered his head and looked carefully.

Suddenly, he found that the door of a house was opened.

In other words, it was destroyed.

Debris from the gate littered the street.

This means that someone broke the door from inside.

Full of doubts in his heart, he slowly approached.

With the light behind him, he vaguely saw a slender figure, kneeling on the ground, with his upper body erect, wondering what he was doing.
Getting closer, almost reaching the door, he finally saw everything clearly.

This scene was more terrifying than the disaster caused by the Black Death and was enough to shatter his faith in God.

Hell is empty, the devil is on earth!
With a crackling sound like the beat of hell in his ears, he began to scream uncontrollably.

"Ah!!! God!!! Holy shit!!!"

The screams attracted the attention of the puller, who ran over anxiously.

"What happened?"

However, the person pushing the cart just said nothing, and was stunned in place.

So the driver followed his gaze and looked over.

He was obviously more knowledgeable than his apprentice, and his screams had more depth.

"Oh God! I can actually see the scene of hell! Am I going to die too?!"

　I created three groups in one day. They are so cute. I can’t hold myself back and have already added the new group...

　　
　
(End of this chapter)