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Inside the tent.

"Cough cough cough..." The boatman was lying on the straw bed. His face was flushed, his breath was weak, his skin was swollen, and everything he could see was blurry.

"I'm sorry, gentlemen, for causing you... trouble." The shipwright said weakly.

"Have a good rest and don't think too much. As long as I'm here, I won't give up on anyone." Zhen Jin tried his best to comfort the shipwright.

Afterwards, he, Zidi and others slowly left the tent.

"How's it going?" Heijuan asked immediately, "The shipwright can't afford to make mistakes. What disease does he have?"

Zidi shook her head and sighed: "How many times have I told you, I am just a pharmacist, a pharmacist who specializes in the field of perfume, not a doctor."

"I can't find the cause."

"This shouldn't be poisoning, magic erosion, or illness."

"If it is an ordinary case, I would still have some confidence. But this disease is probably related to the environment here, and I have no way of starting."

Zonge's voice was low: "It's not just the shipwrights who have this disease, but also several other people. I suspect this is an infectious disease."

Everyone's expressions changed slightly.

"Infectious disease..." Zhen Jin looked solemn and sighed secretly.

After entering the jungle for more than ten days, he encountered difficulties again.

But this time the dilemma is no longer about ferocious monsters, nor the shortage of food and water, but the attack of disease.

"Although the symptoms of these sick people vary in severity, they are all similar. Do you want to give up on these people?" Sandao asked Zhen Jin.

"Give up?" Kurojuan shook his head, "How can we build a ship without a shipwright?"

Zong Ge sighed: "We can't let the disease spread to more people. When necessary, we can only..."

He did not say this complete sentence, but everyone was awe-inspiring.

Zong Ge acted like a military man, cold and efficient.

Zhen Jin shook his head: "Don't give up on anyone easily. Let's see what happens next. Shipwrights are very important, but others also have the right to live. They are all our companions!"

"The Templars are sometimes too kind and indecisive, which will lead to greater losses." Zong Ge stared into Zhen Jin's eyes, his attitude as determined as ever.

Zhenjin looked up at the orc without hesitation: "Of course I understand this truth, but the situation has just happened now, and it is far from the time to make a cruel decision, right?"

Zong Ge didn't refute anymore, he turned and left.

The two broke up a bit on bad terms, which made the atmosphere in the team even more solemn.

Over the next few days, the disease spread through the ranks, and the same symptoms were discovered in more people.

"I am too short of tools." Zidi complained to Zhenjin, "I can't use magic, and the techniques and techniques for preparing potions are very loud. Now I can only prepare some simple herbs to alleviate their pain. Some."

Zidi had no choice.

Zong Ge approached Zhen Jin again and repeated his previous suggestions, while also bringing Cang Xu with him.

Cang Xu himself is also a very rational person. This time he stood on Zong Ge's side. He told Zhen Jin: Many places have suffered from plague and there are not enough doctors and priests. Then the local nobles will lead knights to kill the sick people. Kill fire and burn to curb the spread of the disease. If the plague is contained, the nobles and knights who slaughter civilians and sick people will be rewarded by the empire's top officials and major temples.

"It's not time yet." Zhen Jin once again rejected the two people's proposals. "There is no one who has died of the disease yet, and haven't you discovered it? People who are sick are ordinary people, and all extraordinary people are free from disasters and diseases. .Perhaps this is due to sudden changes in temperature environment, psychological stress and fatigue."

Zhenjin shortened the team's journey and set up camp to rest before dusk every day.

He gathered sick people together and isolated them from others as much as possible.

He visited these patients every day.

"Sir, please don't give up on us..."

"I still want to live! Sir, will I die?"

"Lord Zhenjin, you are truly worthy of being a Templar. If I die, can you please transfer these coins to my wife and children?"

Zhen Jin could only try to appease these people with words.

"do not panic."

"These are just minor problems, you have to believe in yourself."

"You must believe me even more! I am not only a Templar Knight, but also a Knight of the Gods."

"You have to understand that Emperor Shengming may be watching here!"

The habit of night patrol is still maintained by Zhenjin.

Every late night, he tried his best to wipe out the nearby beasts, which was also good for adding a touch of safety to the team.

However, the patients became weaker and weaker, and Zhen Jin once again felt his own weakness.

"The heart core is ineffective against gold-level lives."

"No matter how many mutations I can mutate, I still can't cure others."

"What on earth should I do?"

"Am I right to do this?"

The patients are eager to see Acupuncture every day, although they also understand that Acupuncture cannot cure their diseases, and the God's favor mentioned by Acupuncture cannot be beneficial to them, but every time they see Acupuncture, their hearts are at peace - -This proves that Zhenjin has not given up on them.

The attitudes of Zong Ge, Cang Xu, Heijuan and others are getting stronger, and more and more people are on their side.

There is a view that "Ji Jin is young and too kind", which is privately recognized by more people.

This situation worsened, and Zhenjin began to worry that Zonge would act on his own in private, just like he had previously privately ordered more half-elves to act as scouts to expand the scope of investigation.

Zidi still supports Zhenjin, as always. Zidi has had this attitude all the way from Zhenjin's awakening to now. Only this time, she used a tactful tone to persuade Zhen Jin: Try not to visit these patients, as it would be terrible if they were infected with the disease.

Lan Zhao especially supported Zidi's advice. He asked Zhen Jin for help many times and was willing to visit those patients instead of Zhen Jin.

But how is this possible?

Acupuncture knows the fears of these patients.

Spirulina can never replace acupuncture.

The team is not big, but people's hearts are different, and pressure from all aspects is passed on to Zhen Jin's heart.

This of course includes Jin Jin's doubts about himself - perhaps, the proposal of Zong Ge and others is wise. Is my decision right or wrong? Will it drag the entire team into an abyss of eternal destruction?

There is no way to judge this question.

Because he is not a prophet and does not have rich life experience.

People often judge right or wrong based on the outcome of things. But once things come to fruition, it's too late.

Zhenjin felt her loneliness. This is what it feels like to be a leader.

Behind the scenery, there is naturally hardship.

Every day is getting longer, especially hearing the constant coughing from the quarantine area, which makes people feel even more uncomfortable.

Zhenjin still withstood the pressure from all aspects.

After more than a week, things began to improve.

The patients' condition began to improve and their bodies were slowly recovering.

Another week has passed.

Most of the patients recovered significantly, which proves that the acupuncture strategy is effective.

Zong Ge, Cang Xu and others no longer express their previous suggestions, and the team members no longer discuss privately that "The Needle Gold Knight is too kind", but praise him for his wisdom and that he is worthy of being a knight of the gods!

When the team passed through the jungle and came to the beach and saw the empty sea, people couldn't help but cheer.

At this time, the shipwright's physical condition also improved a lot. At his strong request, he was helped to the beach, looked at the undulating sea, and shed tears in silence.

Acupuncture is painful, especially for patients such as shipwrights. During this period of time, their hearts were filled with fear of death.

At this time, the team has not yet reached its destination.

Zhenjin and others still need to go north along the beach to find the first camp and join the remaining survivors.

"There is only the last stretch of the journey left, and we can join them!" Zhen Jin encouraged everyone.

People still looked at the young knight with admiration and respect, but compared to before, there seemed to be some new changes.

The trip suddenly became easier.

Because there is no need for people to cut down vines and cut roads, nor do they need to drag wooden carts, nor do they need to move supplies frequently.

Compared with the rainforest, the beach is too open and the overall terrain is very gentle, although there are rocks.

The morale of the team steadily improved as a result.

One day, Bai Ya ran back to the army excitedly.

As a scout, he held a small wooden barrel in his arms.

"Hey, look what I picked up on the beach?" Bai Ya's voice quickly attracted a large number of people.

"This must be the cargo of the Hogkiss."

"Guess what good stuff there will be?"

"Open it quickly, I can't wait!"

Everyone opened the small wooden barrel and found that there were more than a dozen bottles of rum inside.

As a result, there was cheering again in the team.

After getting the news, Zhenjin smiled and announced that a bonfire dinner would be held that night.

The dinner was shabby, with limited supplies of food and water. People sat around a few bonfires, but they were very excited.

Zhen Jin specially assigned Bai Ya to pour the wine.

Most of the rum was stored as supplies, and only a few bottles were taken out for use.

When Bai Ya walked up to a team member, the team member immediately held a piece of shell in his hand and stared at the wine bottle in Bai Ya's hand.

The rum quickly filled the shallow shells.

But the team members were still not satisfied: "Pour more, pour more!"

"Get out! It's my turn next." The team members beside him urged loudly.

In the end, everyone got only a pitiful sip of rum, but every face illuminated by the fire was filled with a happy smile.

Sometimes, achieving happiness is as simple as that.

At the edge of the team, Zhen Jin sat on a rock and glanced around.

He saw many people in ragged clothes and unshaven beards, looking like savages. He saw Bai Ya's serious face when he was dividing the wine. He saw Fat Tongue lowering his head to sip the wine from the edge of the shell little by little. He saw the broken magic at the corner of Zi Di. He saw Cang Xu wiping his eyes. After passing through the jungle, there was only one lens left in his glasses, and there was only an empty frame on the other side.

Muban held an empty wine bottle and stroked the surface affectionately with his fingers - this is the feeling of human civilization.

Zong Ge and San Dao lowered their heads and talked quietly.

The big man squatted on the ground and listened quietly to the boatman's song.

Blue Algae still stood loyally on the beach behind Zhenjin.

Kurojuan gave the wine in his shell to the people around him. He looked to the west, which was the Shengming Continent, where he had his home.

Zhenjin looked at the night sky.

The sky is filled with stars.

The waves rise and fall, making a roaring sound.

The smell of salty sea water hits your nostrils.

He looked far to the east, where there was a wilderness continent, a white sand city, his responsibilities and future hopes.