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Inside the tent.

"Cough cough..." The boatman lay on the grass floor, his face flushed, his breath weak, his skin puffy, and everything was blurred.

"I'm sorry, sirs, to trouble you..." The boatman said weakly.

"Take a good rest, don't think about it, I will not give up any one with me." Pin Jin tried to comfort the boatman.

Afterwards, he and Zidi walked away from the tent slowly.

"How is it?" Black Roll asked immediately. "The boatman can't afford to lose. What's wrong with him?"

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

"I can't find the cause of the illness."

"This should not be poisoning, nor magical erosion, but sickness."

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

Mangge's voice was low: "It's not just the boatman but a few others who have this disease. I suspect this is an infectious disease."

Everyone's look changed slightly.

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

It has been more than ten days since he entered the jungle, and he encountered difficulties again.

This time the dilemma is no longer a ferocious World of Warcraft, nor a shortage of food and water, but a disease.

"These sick people, although the symptoms vary, but they are very similar. Do you want to give up these people?" Sandao asked Jing Jin.

"Give up?" Black Roll shook his head. "How can we build a ship without a boatman?"

Mange sighed: "We cannot let the disease spread to more people, when necessary, we can only..."

He didn't say the whole sentence, but everyone felt awe-inspiring.

Mang Ge is full of military style, cold and efficient.

Pin Jin shook his head: "Don't give up anyone easily. Look at the next development, the boatman is very important, but other people also have the right to survive, they are all our companions!"

"The Templars, sometimes too benevolent, are indecisive and will call for greater losses." Mange stared at Jin Jin's eyes with the same determination as before.

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

Mange didn't refute any more, he turned away.

The two were a little disappointed, which made the team's atmosphere more dignified.

In the next few days, the disease spread in the team, and more people found the same disease.

"I have too few tools in my hands." Zidi complained to Jingjin. "I can't use magic. The techniques and techniques of configuring potions are very loud. Now I can only configure some simple herbs to reduce their pain. some."

Zidi has no way.

Mangge found the needle gold again, repeating the previous suggestion, while still carrying the beard.

Cangsu itself is also a very sensible person. This time he was on the side of Mange, he told the needle gold: many places have plague, there are not enough doctors and priests, then the local nobles will lead the knights and cut the sick people. Kill the fire and stop the spread of the disease. If the plague is contained, the nobles and knights who slaughtered civilians and sick people will receive awards from the upper levels of the empire and the major temples.

"It's not yet time." Zhen Jin once again rejected the two's proposal, "There are no people who have died because of illness, and you haven't found it? The sick people are ordinary people, and all those who are extraordinary are free of disasters and diseases. . Perhaps this is due to sudden changes in the temperature environment, psychological pressure, and fatigue."

Pin Jin shortened the team's progress, camped and rested before the evening every day.

He gathered the sick people together and kept them as isolated as possible.

He visits these patients every day.

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

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

"Master Jin Jin, you really deserve to be a Templar. If I die, could you please transfer these coins to my wife and children?"

Pin Jin can only appease these people with words.

"do not panic."

"These are all minor problems, so believe in yourself."

"Trust me more! I am not just a Templar, but also a knight."

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

The habit of night patrol is still maintained by the needle gold.

Every night, he tried his best to destroy the nearby beasts, and it was also good to add a little security to the team.

However, the patients are getting weaker and weaker, and Jing Jin feels his weakness again.

"Heart check is invalid for gold-level life."

"Even if I can change more, I can't treat others."

"What should I do?"

"Am I doing this right?"

The patients are eager to see the needle gold every day. Although they also understand that the needle gold cannot cure them, the care of the gods in the mouth of the needle gold cannot be gracious to them, but every time they see the needle gold, their hearts are settled— -This proves that Pin Jin did not give them up.

Mange, Cangsu, Heijuan and other people's attitudes are getting stronger, and more and more people are on their side.

There is a view that "Jin Jin is young and too benevolent" has been more privately recognized.

This situation intensified, and Jin Jin began to worry that Mango would act privately, just like he had privately ordered more half-elves to act as scouts and expanded the scope of investigation.

Zidi still supports Pin Gold, as always. From the wake of the needle to the present, Zidi has always had this attitude along the way. Only this time, she persuaded Jing Jin with a gentle tone: try not to visit these patients, if it is infected with the disease, it will be bad.

Cyanobacteria particularly supports Zidi's exhortation. He repeatedly asked for needle gold and was willing to replace needle gold himself to visit those patients.

But how can this be done?

Pin Jin knew the fear of these patients.

Spirulina is absolutely no substitute for gold.

The team is not big, but the hearts of the people are different, and the pressure in all aspects is passed to the heart of Jin Jin.

This of course includes Pin Jin’s suspicion of himself—perhaps the proposal of Mange and others is wise. I am so determined, is it right or wrong? Will the entire team be dragged into the abyss that will never end?

This question cannot be judged.

Because he is not a prophet, nor does he have a rich life experience.

People judge right or wrong, and often push back according to the results of things. But once things have come to fruition, it is too late.

Needle felt his loneliness, which is what it means to be a leader.

Behind the scenery, there is naturally hardship.

Every day is getting longer, especially when I hear the coughing sound coming from the isolation area, it makes people feel more difficult.

Needle gold still withstands all pressures.

After more than a week, things started to improve.

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

Another week passed.

Most patients recovered significantly, which proves that the gold injection strategy is effective.

Mane Ge, Cangsu and others no longer expressed their previous suggestions, and the players no longer privately discussed the words "the needle-golden knight is too kind", but praised his wiseness and deserved to be the knight of the gods!

When the team crossed the jungle, came to the beach, and saw the empty sea, people couldn't help cheering.

At this time, the boatman's physical condition has also improved a lot. At his strong request, he was helped by someone and walked to the beach, watching the rolling sea, and shed tears in silence.

Needle gold is a torment, especially for boatmen and other patients. In the past period of time, their hearts were full of fear of death.

The team at this time has not yet reached its destination.

Needle and others also need to walk north along the beach to find the first camp and meet the remaining survivors.

"Only the last part of the journey is left, and we will be able to merge with them!" Pin Jin inspired everyone.

People's eyes on the young knight are still worship and respect, but it seems to have some new changes compared to before.

The itinerary suddenly became relaxed.

Because everyone does not need to cut down the vines, cut the way out, nor does it need to drag the wooden truck, nor does it need to frequently move materials.

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

The morale of the team has steadily recovered.

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

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

"Hi, see what I found on the beach?" Bai Ya's voice quickly attracted a large number of people.

"This must be the goods in the pig kiss."

"Guess what will be good?"

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

Everyone opened the small wooden barrel and found a dozen bottles of rum.

As a result, cheers were raised again in the team.

After receiving the news, Pin Jin smiled and announced that a bonfire dinner would be held that night.

The dinner was shabby and the food and water were limited. People were sitting around a few campfires, but they were very excited.

Jing Jin specifically assigned Baiya to let him pour wine.

Most rums are stored as supplies and only a few bottles are used.

When Bai Ya walked in front of a team member, the team member immediately held a shell and stared at the bottle in Bai Ya's hand.

The rum quickly filled with shallow shells.

But the team members were still not satisfied: "If you count down, count down!"

"Go! It's Lao Tzu's turn next." The team beside him urged loudly.

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

Sometimes, getting happiness is as simple as that.

At the edge of the team, Pin Jin sat on a reef and glanced.

He saw many people in ragged clothes, unshaven beards, and resembled savages. He saw his face full of seriousness while drinking white buds. He saw his fat tongue bowing the wine on the edge of the shell a little, and saw the magic of the broken corner of the purple pedicle. Robe~www.wuxiaspot.com~ Seeing Cangsu wiped his eyes, after passing the jungle, there was only one lens left in his pair of glasses, and there was only an empty frame on the other side.

Muban squeezed an empty wine bottle, and his fingers fondly touched the surface-this is the feeling of human civilization.

Mangge and Sandao lowered their heads and talked in a low voice.

The big man squatted on the ground, listening to the boatman's song quietly.

The cyanobacteria still stood faithfully on the beach behind the needle gold.

Black roll gave the wine in his shell to the people around him. He looked to the west, that is the mainland of Shengming, where there is a home.

Pin Jin looked at the night sky.

The stars in the sky.

The waves were tumbling and rumbling.

The salty and damp smell of the sea water came out.

He looked to the east again, where there was a wilderness continent, a white sand city, his responsibility and hope for the future.