Disease Name Immortal

Liu Bing shook his head.

"Like you, I know very little information, the coach rarely shows up, and all the information about the mission is conveyed by the soldiers."

The **** tree frowned.

I only know that where there are a lot of people, some people will die, and when they die, they will become sick areas.

It's really hard to do.

Liu Bing said:

"You should rest more. Since you can't find any clues now, let's talk about it later. Tomorrow's things will be done tomorrow."

Jiang Bingshu hummed.

"By the way, Sister Bingbing, are you looking for me today, is there anything else?"

"I wanted to see your injury, by the way... Since you're awake, I'll give you something good."

As soon as he finished speaking, Jiang Bingshu saw Liu Bing and took out a stack of money.

A medical miracle happened at this moment, Jiang Bingshu's body, which was covered in bandages, sat up instantly:

"Oh, what's so embarrassing, Sister Bingbing, tell me what to say about you, it's fine when you're here, why bring a gift."

"Don't be like this next time. We don't have to be so outspoken. You are my sister."

That's what he said, but the speed at which Jiang Bingshu took the money and put it in his pocket made Liu Bing wonder—

Will this person be bought by other forces? Seeing the reaction of the money, it is also too happy.

The diseased **** tree is healed.

Although it still hurts, his desire to spend money has made him feel that he can do it again.

I wish I could hurry out and have a meal, pancakes with three eggs.

Liu Bing said:

"A little salary in advance, but you have to keep a low profile if you have money."

In fact, if Jiang Bingshu thinks about it carefully, he will know that this organization is definitely not bad for money.

The chess and card rooms are all their own people. Without customers, there is no source of income.

And Liu Bing doesn't seem to drive a magic car every day to collect waste, kill cockroaches, and pass the sewers.

In addition, although there are some people who are ill, their social status is not high.

But someone as practical as Liu Bing is definitely a talent.

Leaving aside the concept, talent is willing to stay in such a place, as long as the coach is not a big pie...

Then Liu Bing's treatment, and even the treatment of the entire "chess" organization, will not be too bad.

However, Jiang Bingshu, who was used to being poor, was still very happy when he saw someone who could stack money for him for the first time.

Liu Bing smiled, and after a few words, left.

Thinking of coming to the **** diseased tree next time, it should be to find a place to have a good meal.

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There are many fly restaurants on Tubing Street in Lung District.

Relying on cheap food, he has supported many great gods in the lung area.

There is no suitable area for planting in Sick City. All kinds of rice, flour, grain, and oil are said to come from outside.

It is said that there is a foggy area that is very suitable for planting, animal husbandry, and aquaculture.

There are enough resources to feed everyone in the sick city.

Of course, this claim remains to be verified. All that is known is that there will be a steady stream of convoys delivering food.

But where the food came from is unknown.

When he was a child, Jiang Bingshu heard a story from an old monk.

It is said that at the beginning of the disease era, there was a person who had "starvation disease".

I always feel very hungry, and the food is digested very quickly.

At that time, there were not many rations in Sick City. At that time, the four major groups were still organizing people to open up the foggy area.

The idea is to solve the food problem as much as possible.

Because this person can keep eating all day long, his consumption is too high.

Everyone had to exile it.

So he went to somewhere in the foggy area outside Sick City.

People speculate that his starving to the limit shouldn't last long, right?

Everyone thinks so too.

But later, for some unknown reason, there was no longer any shortage of food in the sick city.

The four major groups seem to have opened up a certain area where they can engage in farming, animal husbandry, and aquaculture.

The originally tense food survival resources were solved in this way.

There is a rumor...they have found a place where all the food resources, such as crops, chickens, ducks, cattle, sheep, pigs, fish, shrimps, scallops, etc., will grow very quickly.

It seems that if you grow slowly, bad things will happen.

However, these are all rumors. Since the Red Cube, one of the four major groups, advocates not to leave the sick city, ordinary people do not dare to go to those foggy areas.

People only know that in the sick city, at least there is no shortage of food.

But there is no shortage, it does not mean that everyone is full.

Again, once anything is monopolized, reality will become magical.

Jiang Bingshu's footsteps were not very brisk, although in the afternoon, his injury seemed to be getting better.

But it didn't go very fast anyway.

He came to the lively Tuberculosis Street, and planned to go to the self-service shop that he had not dared to go to before, and once again performed three mouths and one pig.

Today's Tuberculosis Street is still the same.

Many people here are very idle, and most of them are idle because the money in their pockets has not been spent.

The whole tuberculosis street was filled with the smell of medicine. In the No. 24 sickness incubator, people come out from time to time with a worried look on their faces.

Jiang Bingshu guessed that this is probably because the disease did not hatch, but the condition worsened.

There are many such people. In order to incubate the disease, people live and rest in a morbid state.

Many people get used to the morbid life, thinking that this is the norm.

But such a normal state may kill them.

Of course, some people seemed very happy when they walked out of the sick incubator.

This may be good news, such as the possibility of a disease hatching.

These people are just like the ancient people. Although their faces are morbidly haggard, they are quite happy.

The **** sick tree doesn't know what it's like to have a disease hatching.

However, he knows that there are some symptoms when entering the incubation period.

During the incubation period, you will often dream of the person you want to see the most.

I dream almost every few days, and some people even dream every day, with a high frequency.

Most of the dreams are repetitive.

The sick incubator will have a special device for recording dreams, called a dream stick.

When you go to sleep, just put it next to your pillow. It records your brain waves while you are dreaming.

If the dream stick shows that for half a month in a row... this person is repeating in a certain dream, and the brain wave response in the dream is the same as the reaction of the person who sees his thoughts...

Then the pathogenicist will issue a diagnosis - congratulations, hatching.

Of course, all this has nothing to do with the **** tree.

Indeed, he often had the same dream, in which he was in the wasteland beyond the Broken Long Bridge.

But he...is not sick.

Standing at the door of the sick hatch for a while, Jiang Bingshu shook his head.

If there is no disease, there is no disease, right? With the fluctuations of the disease, I should still be able to stand out from the crowd, right?

He doesn't think so much anymore. Right now, he just wants to eat pancakes with three eggs.

"Brother, do you want to buy flowers? Buy one of mine? It will bring you good luck!"

When Jiang Bingshu was about to leave the sick incubator ~www.wuxiaspot.com~ to find food, a little girl suddenly grabbed the corner of his clothes.

Jiang Bingshu saw that it was a pale-faced girl who was about fourteen years old.

She was wearing a purple dress, which looked a little dirty, with bare feet, but she was holding a lot of flowers in her arms.

These flowers are all purple, like purple roses.

And they haven't bloomed yet.

Jiang Bingshu wanted to say that he didn't need to come, but the little girl looked at Chu Chu pitifully.

"Okay... I bought it. How much does a bunch cost?"

"Thank you, big brother, a branch costs 25 yuan, but I only sell one."

Jiang Bingshu is very strange, this little girl probably has the task of selling flowers.

These flowers should not belong to little girls. The girls are only responsible for selling them.

"Would you like to sell me some more?"

"I only sell one, big brother, you can't be too greedy." The little girl had a serious face.

Jiang Bingshu was overjoyed. It was the first time he saw a child doing business in this way.

But what the little girl said next made Jiang Bingshu feel a little strange.

For some reason, looking at the poor little girl, her eyes became a little sly:

"But it's not impossible."

"Big brother, if you say four times in a row: 'I want to buy it again, I will buy it again no matter what'. Then I can sell it to you too, but it's better not to be too greedy."

This sentence sounds strange.

Especially the temperament of the little girl suddenly changed at this moment.

The purple skirt swayed with the wind, and she no longer looked pitiful.

Instead, it's a little... weird.