Chapter 225



Chapter 225

At the end of the first day, there is no change in the death toll panel.

That is to say, so far, no one has died from the plague.

The first batch of patients have been taken to the isolation observation room, and different samples have been sent to Leafa's laboratory. Until the third day, Leafa had not slept a wink, relying entirely on the functional potions she had made to keep her mind clear.

Su Xingyuan delivered the materials that Leafa needed to her, and then came to Xu Banmeng's villa.

The owner of Tongtian Tower could maintain a perfect demeanor in front of others even when she was seriously ill. Her poor physical condition could not conceal her temperament at all. She also knew that the hunter in front of her would never pay attention to or care about other people's appearance. He probably came to see her on a whim and had no other meaning.

"How do you know I'm infected?" Xu Banmeng was equally curious.

"I saw it." Su Xingyuan peeled an orange for himself, and then greeted the secretary who came over after watering the flowers, and then said lightly: "After all, we are good friends."

Xu Banmeng raised her eyebrows slightly. She didn't expect that she could get the title of "friend" from Su Xingyuan. Although he didn't know what the connection was between "being a good friend" and Su Xingyuan "seeing her sick", Xu Banmeng chose to ignore these slightly strange things as always, and asked instead: "How is your side? Is the little pharmacist in good health?"

As the owner of Tongtian Tower, she certainly knew that Su Xingyuan had brought a powerful pharmacist here to deal with the plague. With a little thought, she could guess that the pharmacist was probably the blonde girl from before. As they were both women, and they had met each other once before, Xu Banmeng couldn't help but pay attention to her recent situation.

"have."

Su Xing's original voice line said calmly.

"Continuous high-intensity work is not a big problem, but she got infected at 10 o'clock this morning." Su Xingyuan pointed at his wrist: "It's not much different from most people's situation. The spots all started from the hands. Her situation is more serious. The spots ulcerated very quickly. But she gave herself two injections of painkillers and started working again."

Xu Banmeng didn't say anything.

At this moment, there was no point in saying any useless polite words to let Leafa take a break. In this race against time and against death, there was no possibility of any rest at all. But if she was asked to say something to make the girl persist, she couldn't, so she stopped talking about the subject.

"In addition to the deaths caused by the plague, the suicide rate is also increasing." Su Xingyuan changed the subject: "Because the successive disasters have completely destroyed the mental state of some people, this is also attributed to the disasters."

Xu Banmeng gave him a look that asked, "What do you want to say?"

Su Xingyuan: "So I called some of my followers over and kicked back the guys who were about to jump off the building one by one."

Xu Banmeng: “…”

She was silent for several seconds before she asked uncertainly, "The followers are the people from the Savior Protection Association?"

"Yes." The black-haired boy showed an expression of emotion: "They are also very motivated at this time."

That mental state, which was not a cult but was worse than a cult, actually had a strange effect and successfully brought many people back to the standard of rationality.

After hearing Su Xingyuan's description, Xu Banmeng was controlled for a moment, and then he seemed to remember something and said, "Suicide rate... Facing such a series of horrific disasters, it is rare to still have such a suicide rate."

She reasonably suspected that this was because people's psychological quality had greatly improved and enhanced after being poisoned by Su Xingyuan.

"So the Xingyuan Hunters are the ones we need to be most careful of."

The secretary's voice came over. Her eyes fell on the exposed skin of the black-haired boy's wrist. "A big part of the reason why the situation is stable now is because of the existence of the Xingyuan Hunters. If one day it is discovered that you are also suffering from the plague... people may lose control of their emotions."

The black-haired boy blinked.

He smiled and said, "Oh, I've been discovered."

He rolled up his sleeves, and sure enough, there was a light layer of black and purple spots on them, which were particularly eye-catching against his extremely fair skin. However, the spots are still only in the initial stage so far, and there is only a small area on the arm, so they don’t look serious.

"I never had any expectations for my luck, and I was one of the first to be infected after the draw." The black-haired boy's tone was still very cheerful: "But my physique is a bit special, so I haven't used any medicine so far and the situation is not serious. If the whole world is infected, I will probably be the last to die, so there is no need to worry about this."

Su Xingyuan lowered his sleeves, and the pop-up window in front of him started jumping again.

Current death toll: 61,348

Starting from midnight on the third day, the death toll continued to rise. People like Xu Banmeng who have a team of pharmacists and some barely useful reserves of advanced potions can certainly hold out a little longer, but for ordinary people with weaker physical constitutions, holding out until the third day is already the limit.

Not to mention that before this, many people had just come out of the cabin in Suxingyuan, and their mental state was probably also greatly damaged. They had no ability to hold on any longer in such increasingly severe pain.

The black-haired boy still had his habitual smile on his face, but deep in his green eyes was an extreme calmness and rationality.

Four days.

At this rate, there are only four days to develop a medicine to deal with this disaster.

Time quickly came to the fourth day.

Leafa's talent for potion may have been blessed, but her body unexpectedly reacted violently to the epidemic. After only being infected for less than a day, she was almost unable to move.

The blonde girl sat in front of the workbench, her long golden hair had turned dull due to days of sleepless nights, her once pretty face was now covered with unsightly sores, yet she seemed to have no sense of pain in her body and didn't pay any attention to the dangerous situation her body was in. She only focused on the crucible and the piles of information that were almost full beside her.

"Not enough... not enough time..."

She murmured, and only after she finished speaking did she realize how hoarse her voice had become.

"It's fine."

At some point, the black-haired lord appeared at the workbench. He handed over the newly collected materials with familiarity, then opened the handwritten research materials that Leafa had placed aside and quickly flipped through them.

Su Xingyuan did not indeed activate the potion skill, but that did not mean that he could not understand or remember what Leafa wrote down. At this moment, Leafa no longer had the energy to care about Su Xingyuan's actions. Her eyes were filled with terrifying bloodshot, and she tried her best to mobilize her body muscles so that she could add the appropriate materials into the crucible at the right time without any error.

There is not enough time...!

The pain coming from all parts of the body could not be covered up even by the highest-grade painkillers. Leafa's brain began to feel dizzy and double images appeared in front of her eyes. The hand that was about to reach out hesitated slightly and suddenly fell on the table without strength, knocking over the failed products that were placed casually not far away.

She gritted her teeth and kept trying to restart her body which was no longer under her control. She could almost smell the strong taste of blood in her mouth.

Must get up...and continue...!

"Okay."

The black-haired boy who had been quietly browsing the materials seemed to put down the manuscript in his hand. He walked forward and pulled up Leafa who had slipped off the wheelchair. Leafa could see purple spots on his wrists, and the sight of them made her brain buzz again.

She failed.

Not only could she not save the ordinary people who wanted to survive, she couldn't even save the lord.

If the teacher was here, would he be able to...

"I said, OK."

The black-haired lord interrupted her thoughts and smiled without any gloom.

"Except for making the potion, everything else is my responsibility."

"Ensuring that the healing potion is successfully produced" is Su Xingyuan's mission, and "Su Xingyuan can always be trusted."

Like a powerful spell, the blond, blue-eyed pharmacist's expression visibly softened. Her eyes gradually closed, and silence fell in the laboratory.

Su Xingyuan's eyes swept over her unfinished manuscript and he brought the lifeless body of the pharmacist back to the territory.

Death toll: 87,525

The pharmacist brought back by Su Xingyuan died, and the fact that he was infected spread quickly. At the same time, the deterioration of the condition of infected people around the world has accelerated again, and the death toll has surged again.

Su Xingyuan's memory was pretty good. He once again confirmed all the materials that Leafa had asked him to help collect in the past four days, and finally returned to the place where he had agreed to meet Ning Baiquan.

Deputy Director Ning, who always liked to maintain a cold expression, was now sitting in a wheelchair and had difficulty speaking. He did not look back, but looked out of the floor-to-ceiling window. In the past, the streets nearby were crowded with people at this time of year, but now it seemed like a dead city.

Death toll: 100,000

【Mission failed】

"I have handed over all of Miss Leafa's research data to the pharmacists who assisted her in her work, but after she left, the research speed immediately dropped a lot. Maybe by the time the results are out, most of the humans will have died." Ning Baiquan had taken off his glasses a long time ago. He smiled and shook his head: "Sure enough, we can't just say we're going to have a dinner party after the problem is solved."

Su Xingyuan listened without saying a word.

Ning Baiquan said: "It's rare for you to be patient and listen to others speak slowly."

"Collecting side quest voices is also a lot of fun." Su Xingyuan replied.

After this sentence, no one spoke again. Su Xingyuan stood up and stopped looking in Ning Baiquan's direction. The green dot on the map that represented the vice-president of the Hunter Association had disappeared, and the sounds of breathing and heartbeats in his ears were coming from farther away. There was no need to confirm the situation anymore.

On the sixth day, almost all residents of the human world fell into the plague without exception.

On the fifteenth day, there were only a few humans left, and this cursed plague began to befall animals and plants.

On the 30th day, Su Xingyuan's condition was also affected.

It was on this day that he finally met the god who came to him quietly to inquire about the news.

The breath of this god was concealed to the extreme. Even Su Xingyuan did not notice His arrival at the first time. However, although his true body could not be locked immediately, the eye-catching red blood bar was still functioning steadily.

"Nice to meet you."

The black-haired lord smiled as if he had not seen an enemy at all and said, "I guess you were the one who completed the task of opening the ban on the Demon King of Disaster? In that case, it seems that you are the culprit who killed my capable deputy."

The shadow didn't seem to expect that Su Xingyuan could find Him. He paused and said, "No matter what you think, the annihilation of mankind and the death of the pharmacist are already facts. No matter how angry you are, I can't change it."

"Take your anger out on me?" The black-haired boy repeated in surprise, "Why do you think so?"

He smiled and drew out his knife: "Even if this incident hadn't happened, I still wouldn't let you go, so now the best I can do is..."

The sharp blade flashed like lightning, and in an instant it reached the side of the black shadow's neck, directly knocking him out of the strange space protected by the shadow!

"——Just venting your anger, right?"

The savior who openly said the word "venting anger" looked at Him with a smile, and the large dark purple lines on his face seemed to have dyed the two small moles a different color. Instead of making him look ugly, it added a stronger, dark and depraved sense of collapse. Those green pupils, against such a dark background, appear brighter and make one feel even more uncomfortable and horrified, as if being stared at by a wild beast.

The black shadow suddenly had a bad feeling.

Su Xingyuan's condition was completely different from what they had imagined. It seemed that even his strength had not been weakened to the extent they had expected.

He alone is no match for Su Xingyuan, he must——

[Switch title: Desperate Speculator]

[- When your health is 1% remaining and your attack hits the enemy's weak point, your attack power will increase by 200%]

[Skill: Flesh and Blood Sage]

[-Convert 99% of physical strength into intelligence]

[Skill: Starry Sky]

[Skill: Crossing Fire]

[You have hit the enemy's weak point! 】

[You delivered a [Critical Hit]!] ! ! 】

At the moment when the extremely long blood bar was reduced to zero, the black shadow suddenly exploded, leaving only 1% of his physical strength. Su Xingyuan, who had not taken any defensive measures, also had his physical strength drained almost at the same time. As a god, the black shadow could clearly sense the sudden disappearance of the black-haired boy's vitality. But the difference was that the black-haired boy raised his head, without any extra emotions in his eyes, as if he was just doing his daily task of clearing monsters, instead of risking his life in the battle with the gods.

Just before the black shadow began to suspect that the black-haired human was really a lunatic, he saw the other person suddenly smile.

"See you later."

He said so.

[You are dead]

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