Astartes of the Bear School

Chapter 842 824. Politics Plague

Fluffy Ball and Fubo are both in high spirits now.

Fu Bai is because he can actually communicate with the legendary ‘magic cat’.

The reason for the flannel ball is because of Lan En's words, "Fubai's progress is higher than yours."

The kitten, who is diligent and self-disciplined, and whose life goal is to be an excellent warrior, will certainly not give up this opportunity.

"Okay everyone, the reappearance of myths cannot save the current Athens out of thin air. The will of the gods must always be implemented through mortal hands, right?"

Socrates brought everyone's thoughts back.

This short, fat, bearded man always brings clear logic and reasoning to those he talks to.

"Lan En's arrival is good news. He has a huge reputation in this city, and his unparalleled appearance is a huge help. Not to mention that behind that good-looking face, there is also a sophisticated and Prudent wisdom.”

"It sounds like you want me to get on the podium and become a politician, Socrates?"

Lan En walked to the big wooden table and asked with a frown.

"You're as sharp as ever, and it's so gratifying to see that wisdom is as good as ever."

Socrates did not shy away from anything, but praised it openly.

The witcher frowned.

"But I think the most important problem in Athens now is facing the plague."

"It's the plague!" Hippocrates suddenly interjected from the side with an angry tone.

"I've had enough, Socrates! Although we have known each other for a long time, you are now in the plague! The whole of Athens is in the plague! But you are still concerned about politics in the midst of natural disasters and divine wrath. ?!”

He was the person whose expression changed the least when Flannel Ball started talking just now.

Lan En felt that he might have focused all his attention on fighting the plague, so much so that he had no room for shock.

Based on the Hippocratic Oath, he should indeed be such a person.

"Politics, do you despise politics, Hippocrates, my friend?"

Socrates seemed not to be affected by his friend's scolding at all, and still spoke in a calm tone.

"All your methods to fight the plague must ultimately fall into the hands of people, and politics is about how to find these people and how to use them."

"Otherwise, even if you immediately receive the great oracle from Asclepius, the god of medicine, and understand all the knowledge about fighting the plague, what can you do? Use your two hands to treat the patients one by one. ? Use these two legs to run around the huge city of Athens?"

"Those who were not killed by the plague were driven mad and mad by Cleon's words. Can you imagine what it would be like if there were no soldiers guarding Pericles' mansion? ?”

“If Pericles now issued an order and summoned men, how many people would be able to go out of their homes and run for the lives of others under the fear and anger of the plague?”

"What really hurt Athens in this plague was not the disease, but the frenzied crowds. Cleon was causing Athens to lose its biggest basis for standing on the world stage: freedom, reason and glory."

"To a certain extent, it is true." Aspasia lowered her head and said in a deep voice.

"People in the densely populated areas of Athens can no longer live like human beings. This is more terrifying than death and does more harm to Athens."

Dead people are nothing to a powerful political entity. Even as long as Athens was in need, there were a large number of citizens and even slaves in the city-state who were willing to die for the city-state.

Even if one group dies, another group will be born.

Even among the citizens of other city-states besides Athens, there will be people who are willing to die for Athens.

What really matters to the life of a political entity is always something more fundamental.

For Athens, it is its civilization and tolerance that ranks first in the Mediterranean region.

And the frantic crowd is undoubtedly destroying this foundation.

"Bang bang!"

But on the other side, Hippocrates slapped the big wooden table in front of him fiercely.

"I emphasize again and again! Wise men and citizens here! The problem in Athens now is to face the plague! The plague!"

"Athens is dying, and whether you want to admit it or not, the truth is: the direct cause of her death is the plague!"

"People are dying, without exception, without exception! Poor, rich, philosophers or farmers! They are all dying!"

"Politics, do you think I really don't understand it, Socrates?"

"Maybe my brain will never be as good as the great Socrates, but I know: political activities need to gather people! Politicians always strive to make their voices heard by as many people as possible."

"But what a coincidence, isn't it - the plague also likes crowds! Although I don't know why yet, but the fact is the fact!"

Hippocrates said in a playful tone that contained anger.

"We have done statistics and it turns out that more people who have experienced group gatherings die!"

"You say you want to lead citizens toward reason and save Athens. But what if these citizens you lead are infected with the plague? Are they still valuable? What else can they do?"

"You have pus-filled rashes all over your body, you have a high fever, you're crazy, you can't even control your excretion. Are you going to count on people like this?"

There is no doubt that Socrates' wisdom saw further. But Hippocrates' problem was more practical and pressing.

They both love Athens, but their differences will not disappear just because they have something in common. Especially when both parties have extraordinary wisdom and conviction.

And this disagreement lasted until Lan En spoke.

"etc."

The tall and handsome man gently raised his hand, and with this movement, everyone in the room was about to escalate into a quarrel, but immediately calmed down in a strange emotion.

Lan En is controlling the collective mood on the court.

The hair on his forehead that looked like molten silver fell in front of his eyes, but it still couldn't block the look in those cat eyes.

Lan En held the wooden table with his hands and raised his eyes to look at Hippocrates opposite.

Those eyes almost made Hippocrates' breathing slow for a beat.

"Patient Characteristics."

"W-what?"

Hippocrates blinked, a little unresponsive.

"I want the patient's characteristics in detail, doctor."

"It has been known to include pus rash, fever, vomiting and diarrhea, and madness." Lan En continued to say while counting on his fingers.

"Is there still a later stage of the disease, when the patient begins to explode with extraordinary strength in a frenzy and loses the sense of pain?"

It was said that Hippocrates was asked to tell the characteristics of the patient, but Lan En said a lot of them on his own.

The combination of these symptoms is indeed enough to make people feel that something evil has polluted the human body.

But after Hippocrates nodded a series of times, Lan En nodded thoughtfully.

"As expected, it's still typhus."

Typhus, when Lane first arrived on the island of Kefalonia, she accepted Furbo's plea to find her friends.

The village where her friend lived was massacred by the local temple because of this acute infectious disease to prevent a larger spread.

In the end, Lan En only relied on the medicinal materials he brought to save a family in the village.

But at present, it seems that the acute infectious disease on Kefalonia has spread over time and through trade on the Aegean Sea.