Another world conquest manual

At the camp of the Barbarian Chamber of Commerce.

I heard the urgent call of someone coming.

Chilong frowned immediately, and then started chatting with the other party.

Master Tian said that he did not translate these words, and it was obviously related to some matters within the caravan.

A few seconds passed.

Chilong gave Lin Ziming a forced and apologetic smile, and then left in a hurry.

Lin Ziming was slightly startled when he saw this.

After coming back to his senses, he only hesitated for a short while and then said to Shi Yin and others around him:

"Xiao Shi, let's go over and take a look. Maybe there's anything we can do to help."

Since Chilong did not issue an eviction order, it means that the incident is a matter of optionality.

Therefore, from an intelligence perspective, Lin Ziming naturally followed him with the snake-killing stick.

The Chamber of Commerce's camp is small and very simple - after all, its predecessor was just an open space outside the city, and the terrain couldn't be that complicated.

Therefore, Lin Ziming and the others quickly arrived near a tent after walking a few steps.

Just when a few people were less than five meters away from the tent, a strong stench suddenly came from the tent.

It's easy to talk about Lin Ziming, a big man. After all, if you look at the data, he can be regarded as a T1 level special warrior.

Even though I have never experienced various difficult conditions in real life, I have simulated them in training.

In addition, he was born in a farmer's family. He has been running to the cowshed every day since he was a child, and he has to pick manure and fertilize every day.

So when he smelled this smell, Lin Ziming's expression was quite normal.

He just frowned slightly, but other than that, he didn't feel much discomfort.

Another Wang Qiang who came with the team to look for a chance to study the blazing stone was fine.

After all, we are engaged in biology, and eating snail noodles with bloody experimental subjects is a basic skill.

But Shi Yin is different.

Although this girl doesn't have the princess disease of not touching the spring water with her fingers, this kind of stench is not something that ordinary people can bear.

Not to mention that her previous working environment was in the field of external relations that ordinary people would consider 'high-end', and she had never been exposed to such harsh conditions.

Since she joined the work, she has only encountered a situation in that palace where someone pulled their pants and the stench filled the air.

So when he suddenly smelled the stench, Shi Yin couldn't restrain himself for a moment, so he hurriedly covered his mouth and ran to the side to vomit.

Seeing this, Wang Qiang on the side quickly stepped forward and patted Shi Yin on the back:

"Xiao Shi, are you okay? If you feel uncomfortable, just don't go in."

Shi Yin's eyes were empty when he heard this, but he waved his hand firmly:

“It’s okay, it’s okay, I’ll just bear with it.

Translation is my job, and besides, you won’t be able to understand Chilong’s words if I don’t go in.”

As a gay man, it was not convenient for Lin Ziming to comfort her at this time, so he could only look at her with concern:

"Translation is not a problem. This is just half a step away from Xinhuo Camp, so it is considered the hinterland.

At worst, we can just hire another translator, the key is your body."

"Colonel Lin, I'm fine."

Faced with Lin Ziming's suggestion, Shi Yin showed a capable character in line with her short hair at this moment.

Although her face was still a little ugly, she stood up very stubbornly, took a deep breath and looked at Lin Ziming calmly:

"Colonel Lin, Shi Yin, the officer of the External Relations Department stationed in *********, has completed the adjustment. Please continue to perform the mission!"

Looking at this stubborn little girl, Lin Ziming opened his mouth but said nothing.

Then he sighed somewhat complicatedly and said:

"In that case, let's go in together."

After speaking, he walked at the front and opened the tent curtain.

This tent is a large facility used for disaster relief. It is mainly used to house patients. Therefore, it is very large and can accommodate more than 20 people.

When Lin Ziming and others walked into the tent.

Chilong was talking with several barbarians of different ages around a bed provided by the caravan.

The stench everyone smelled before entering the door came from the bed.

Perhaps to allow breathing space, there are a large number of wide gaps between where Chiryu and others stand, and the situation on the bed can be clearly seen.

I only see this moment.

A thin male barbarian was lying on the bed. His face was flushed, his head was sweating profusely, and his limbs were slightly trembling.

The lower half of this person's body was covered only with a blanket, and below that was a spittoon that was common in the childhood of the post-90s generation.

This spittoon is filled with a large amount of excrement, mixed with a lot of pus and blood, and the painting style is extremely disgusting.

Next to this barbarian, there was an old man who looked like a doctor, feeding him some kind of herbal medicine.

Lin Ziming had a vague guess in his mind, then looked at Chilong and asked:

"Commander Red Dragon, who is this brother...?"

Chi Long did not show much surprise at Lin Ziming's appearance. He glanced at the patient with a heavy expression, led a few people to the entrance of the tent, sighed and said:

"His name is Gu Tong, he is the accountant of the barbarian caravan, somewhat similar to the accounting room in the central region.

As you can see, he got the Sky Fern.

This is a common disease among barbarian tribes, and the mortality rate is very high in the mountains.

Don't hide anything from Manager Lin.

In various barbarian tribes, a large number of ordinary tribesmen died every year. "

Lin Ziming raised his eyelids and glanced at him, and asked a little strangely:

"Commander Red Dragon, isn't there any magic medicine that can cure this disease?"

Although he didn't know the specific symptoms of Tian Fern, it was not difficult to judge from what Chi Long said:

Sky fern is definitely an infectious disease.

Infectious diseases are extremely common in native history, and have recorded a large number of tragic cases throughout the history of human civilization.

For example, the Black Death and cholera in Europe.

Plague, smallpox, etc. also appeared in ancient China.

Especially in a period when medicine was underdeveloped, an infectious disease was likely to lead to the demise of a small civilization.

But the Great Mo Realm is different. There are elixirs and elixirs in it.

Although the medical level of the Great Mo Realm has not developed to the microscopic level, the therapeutic effects of some magic pills are even several times better than various local medicines.

Therefore, theoretically, this infectious disease should not be terminal.

Facing Lin Ziming's question, Chilong smiled bitterly:

"Guanshi Lin, of course the elixir can cure Tian Fern.

For example, the first-level Qingning Pills in the central area, the medicinal soup mixed with Yuyang Vine and Fuling Grass from behind the Tianyue Mountains, etc., may even cure the disease in one dose.

But Director Lin, do you know?

Tianfen's disease does not relapse after successful treatment. On the contrary, its recurrence rate is very high.

Moreover, whether it is Qingning Pill or Yuyang Vine Lingcao, they are all spiritual plants and are of great value.

One or two plants doesn't matter, but how many people are there in the entire tribe?

Even some wealthy families cannot afford to take these spiritual plants for a long time. "

In the tent.

Talking and talking.

Chilong's expression couldn't help but feel a little melancholy.

Just like he said.

When an infectious disease that recurs and has a high morbidity rate appears, it is useless and economically impractical to cure it with magic medicine alone.

Unless you can cure the root cause, it will never relapse after one dose - and obviously this is not the case for Tianfern.

Therefore, the Yange tribe established a rule a long time ago:

The direct clan members can take the elixir once when Tian Fern becomes ill, while the ordinary clan members can take it based on the situation and contribution.

If it relapses for a second time, except for the direct heirs of the tribe, no one else has any qualifications to take the elixir again.

The barbarian named Bronze on the hospital bed belongs to the former:

Although he is a direct descendant of the Yange Tribe, he had received the Sky Fern five years ago.

Although he saved his life in the end, he also consumed his share of the quota.

Therefore, this time when Tianfer relapses, he can only use other common herbs to try his luck similar to lottery.

When Lin Ziming heard this, he couldn't help but sigh.

have to say.

This is indeed a very tragic thing, especially for the sick individual, it is almost the same as waiting to die.

Then he continued to ask:

"Commander Red Dragon, I wonder what the symptoms of this Sky Fern are? Is it so troublesome?"

Perhaps he wanted to find a way to vent his frustration, so Chilong didn't hide it:

“Those who get Tian Fern will first feel hot all over the body, and then their limbs will become weak.

Then abdominal pain occurs, and the excretion is thin and thick, even with pus and blood.

Finally, he couldn't breathe and died of frustration. "

Lin Ziming was listening quietly at first, but the more he listened, the wider his eyes opened.

At the end, one sentence blurted out:

"Damn it, isn't this just dysentery?"