Masks on shelves

【Cotton mask:

Function: Filters the air entering the nasal cavity to protect the mouth and nose. Depending on the player's distance from the pollution source, the resistance enhancement effect ranges from 30% (minimum) to 100% (maximum).

Warm reminder: The item will automatically become invalid after a total usage time of 48 hours.

Price: 5 points. 】

【Besom sachet:

Function: It is mainly used to treat seasonal malaria and epidemics. Wearing it in front of the bed, on the door or on the body has a certain inhibitory effect on the plague.

Warm reminder: The item will automatically become invalid after a total usage of 96 hours.

Price: 6 points. 】

【Disinfectant alcohol:

Function: Disinfectant, can be used day and night to kill viruses and bacteria.

Note: From Intermediate Medicine.

Price: 10 points.

Taiyi Liujin Fang:

Effect: Burning and fumigating can prevent plague.

Note: From primary medicine, there may be side effects after use.

Price: 5 points/piece. 】

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The listing of anti-epidemic supplies did not attract much attention.

In the evening, Xiaobai got off work and went straight home without going anywhere.

The rats everywhere completely extinguished people's desire to go out for entertainment. People in queues were spaced far apart, and the first thing they did when they got home from work every day was to clean up.

"Lots of rats, and one alive!"

Neighbor Lu Zhiwu pinched his nose and piled the rat carcasses at the door. He was busy mopping the floor and washing the rags.

"There are so many again?" Xiaobai asked anxiously.

"That's right!" Lu Zhiwu wiped the sweat from his forehead and waited for the bodies to be collected and burned. Then he urged, "You should clean up quickly too."

Xiaobai felt a little anxious.

As animals, they are naturally gifted with a keener sense of smell. Xiaobai clearly sensed that the smell was a mix of decay and death, making it unsettling.

Even more disturbing is that the appearance of these rats goes against common sense.

He rushed into the house to clean it, but the horrible smell did not go away, but became stronger.

The rat collector arrived, and Lu Zhiwu came to visit and asked Xiaobai to take out the "trash." Xiaobai stood in the middle of the room, sniffing around.

"What's wrong?" Lu Zhiwu was surprised.

Xiaobai frowned, "This is so weird! We just cleaned this place so thoroughly, even the fur was swept away. In the blink of an eye, rats are back again. Did they just appear out of thin air?"

"Then you must have missed something..." Lu Zhiwu paused as soon as he opened his mouth to speak.

The two were silent for a moment——

"Did it really get missed?"

Lu Zhiwu suddenly had a guess: "This is a doomsday game. Things that appear out of nowhere are generally related to disasters. Do you think it's possible..."

Xiaobai got goosebumps all over his body.

No way, no way!

No wonder the rat carcasses can't be swept away! If this is a disaster, then it's understandable!

Run away! Don't live in this place anymore!

"No wonder the Lord has put so many anti-plague supplies on the shelves. Let's quickly stock up on masks and alcohol. Generally speaking..."

Lu Zhiwu explained clearly, "The virus is transmitted through saliva and blood. As long as you wear a mask, disinfect with alcohol at all times, and maintain hygiene, you can avoid infection."

Xiaobai: “!” How come you are so skilled!

Lu Zhiwu: "..." Although he hasn't personally experienced epidemic prevention, his parents' generation has! Standing on the shoulders of giants, he has learned a lot about epidemic prevention through osmosis.

"This disaster truly doesn't want beasts... humans to survive!" Xiaobai sighed, looking up to the heavens. "Now I realize that God's people are nothing more than ants among natural disasters! Of course, I mean... the disasters suffered by God's people are indeed the lowest of the low."

Lu Zhiwu glanced at him without thinking: "I don't know if it wants us to live, but it definitely wants us to die. We finally stabilized it, and here comes another one!"

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After cleaning up the rat corpses on a large scale, experienced people soon realized that this might be the plague that was widespread and dreaded on the European continent from the 13th to the 14th century.

It has a more familiar name, the Black Death.

With the collective wisdom of the people, the residents with rich historical experience quickly summarized the three ways in which the Black Death was transmitted.

In addition to the saliva and blood mentioned by Lu Zhiwu, there is also infection from flea bites, which is almost impossible to prevent.

From this perspective, all kinds of epidemic prevention supplies must be used.

There are currently only two boxes of commonly used masks and medical alcohol in stock in the territory, which are for daily use in the Medical Research Institute. If we want to have enough of them in the entire territory, we have to speed up production.

Masks are consumables and more need to be produced.

In the past few days, a lot of military uniforms have been produced. Not only are they equipped for all the staff, but the surplus is also sold to Xinghua Village, Baiyun Town and other places.

Ye Miaomiao stopped the production of military uniforms and asked them to focus on producing masks.

As for alcohol...

Medical alcohol is a technology that was unlocked not long ago. Earlier, the territory was disinfected with sulfur.

There is not much medical alcohol, but there is still a large shelf of sulfur in stock, which can temporarily meet the current demand and there is no need to allocate additional manpower to speed up the production of alcohol.

The main ingredient of benzoin sachets is realgar, which can repel insects and snakes.

Benzoin sachets are also consumables. Unlike masks, they also require a large amount of Chinese herbal medicine to fill them.

Fortunately, Ye Miaomiao devoted herself to farming all year round. Farmers are permanent, but disasters are constant. This made her feel at ease.

After quickly starting production, Ye Miaomiao's nervous mood finally relaxed a little: "It's just a companion disaster. How can it be more terrible than the zombie apocalypse? Hungry, hungry, hungry, I will definitely get through it smoothly!"

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Overnight, the joyous territory became "silent".

Less contact, less going out, and less meeting each other have become things that everyone consciously abides by. Even the most ignorant people have heard of the history of the Black Death. What kind of plague is this? It is simply a "death disease."

Masks, which are consumed the fastest, have become a hot commodity.

The tailor was busy again.

However, as an intermediate medical product, masks require intermediate sewing skills to be successfully made.

Only at this time did some people regret that they had originally wanted to sign up for a sewing class at Hungry Hungry College.

But when I think about the fact that winter is over and we won’t need a lot of clothes, and the delicious steamed buns will become cold leftovers, I won’t be able to make money in this business if I don’t have time.

Who knows? Man proposes, God disposes. All I can say is, in the face of disasters of all kinds, every profession has its place.

Apu has been very busy these past two days.

Of course, he was not busy with his own work. He did not go out for the time being, but stayed in the house every day, doing chores for his grandmother.

My grandmother had been a laborer for half her life, and she mended most of the clothes in our house. After knitting a few sweaters, I noticed that my experience bar was increasing very quickly, and before I knew it, I had reached the intermediate level.

Look, Ye Miaomiao shared the method of making masks in the group.

Grandma understood things at a glance that no one else could understand.

Just pick up a piece of linen and make it, and it turns out to be a [crude linen mask]!

Apu: "!" At first, he thought he was the one who supported the family. Now he found out that the ones who supported the family were his sister Rita and his grandmother!

As a young man, how could he live off his wife every day?

There is a constant stream of people coming to make masks.

After all, there was only one garment factory in the territory, and even if all of it were used to produce masks at once, it wouldn't be enough. Furthermore, everyone was eager to stock up, worried about having enough to eat, so private production increased.

Apu did the simplest work, cutting the fabric according to the picture and cutting the earring strings according to the ruler, trying his best to help his grandmother share some of the work.

However, the tasks ahead are still numerous and complex enough.

After all, grandma is 70 years old. Whenever customers come, Apu will directly say, "We have a lot of orders backlog! We won't accept them for the time being!"

Zeng Wei is one of them.

He took a backpack full of cloth and walked along the road to the shop of Apu's family. Hesitantly, he walked to a shop next door.

"I need a custom mask. We're a team of five, and we're going hunting in the central area. I need a thicker rope and a layer of linen on the outside."

"I'll make ten in total. Here are the materials for twelve. I'll give you another fifty points as labor fee, and you don't have to pay me back for the materials!"

The man's eyes lit up——

This bid is much higher than that of ordinary people. After all, he is a big shot in the combat department and he wants a custom-made model.

A full 50 points! Plus extra materials.

Heart-beating!

However, his hands were itching to move, and after struggling for a while, he finally let go. He was the one who felt that learning technology was not worthwhile.

"I only have elementary skills. If I make masks, not only will the success rate be low, but the quality will also be low. You should go find someone next door," she said.

"Did you see the words 'Grandma's Cuisine'? That's their place. Grandma's skill is intermediate, so you can ask them to cook it."

Upon hearing this, Zeng Wei quickly withdrew his hands holding the points and packages, fearing that they would be lost.

The shop owner, seeing this reaction, was heartbroken. A cooked duck was placed before him, but he couldn't bite it. Who could he blame? It was all his own fault!

Seeing the shop owner's reluctance, Zeng Wei was silent for a moment and said, "Thank you, kind man."

Receive another good guy card, the owner sat weakly on the small stool and waved his hand: "Go ahead!"

He needs to practice and study quickly to raise his level.