Codex of the Old Gods: I Have a World

Wu Lien-teh asked Dr. Yao: "Besides this booklet, does Zhao Tan Gong have any other epidemic prevention measures?"

Doctor Yao nodded: "Yes..."

He told Wu Lien-teh about a series of measures taken by Lugang Town and Lubin Prefecture.

Isolation camps, masks, carbolic acid, raw sulfur, alcohol, vinegar, a special medicine called antibiotics...especially the Gray Axe Army, insurance teams, patrol police and other thousands of soldiers cooperating in the isolation.

Wu Lien-teh's eyes lit up when he heard this: "I even doubt whether I know him. Many of his methods are exactly the same."

He also used isolation camps and set up wards of several levels, including epidemic hospitals, mild illness hospitals, suspected hospitals and epidemic prevention medical treatment centers.

He also used a mask, a simple mask made of two layers of gauze with absorbent cotton in between, but it was very effective.

Many of the measures he pioneered are still in use a hundred years later, but are not used in the West. They are undoubtedly extremely forward-looking.

Doctor Yao nodded, "Yes, the most incredible thing is that it is said that Zhao Tan Gong predicted that there would be a major epidemic at the beginning of the year, and he rushed to make masks and produce medicines. After the epidemic broke out, he preached epidemic prevention measures every day in his Internet company, and used mountains of medical supplies to stabilize prices, so that the people under his rule could afford epidemic prevention materials and medicines. Zhao Tan Gong had a newborn daughter, but he did not go home to visit her. He was busy with epidemic prevention all day long. The people are very grateful to him."

Wu Lien-teh felt his scalp tingling after hearing this.

"Zhao Tan Gong is truly a god. Wu really wants to meet him."

Doctor Yao smiled and said, "That's not difficult."

Wu Lien-teh was stunned: "What do you mean?"

Doctor Yao poured himself a cup of tea and said, "The difficulty we face in epidemic prevention now is to break the transmission chain. Whether it is the Eastern China Railway or the South Manchuria Railway, the Russian and Japanese railway companies refused to cooperate, saying that it was a hindrance to their interests."

Wu Lien-teh said angrily: "That's right. Human lives are at stake, but they only care about money."

Doctor Yao nodded. "Since you said that Zhao Tan Gong and you share the same opinion, your views on this matter are also consistent. Zhao Tan Gong closed the train stations between Lubinfu and Lugang Town long ago. Why not ask Zhao Tan Gong for help and let him handle this matter, and then you can meet each other."

after one day.

Wu Lien-teh met Zhao Chuanxin.

Zhao Chuanxin is explaining a certain piece of equipment to the Changchun Prefecture epidemic prevention doctor.

He was holding two thin tubes, one of which was inserted into a glass filled with water.

Zhao Chuanxin held another thin tube in his hand. He used the other end of the tube to blow air into the tube head inserted in the water cup.

A magical scene appears.

Water was actually drawn out of the water pipe inserted into the glass and blown out by the air.

Zhao Chuanxin grinned and said, "See? When you blow, the pressure in the cup increases, and the water is forced out. This is the principle of a spray bottle. We use spray bottles to spray pesticides and sterilize in Lubin Prefecture and Lugang Town."

As he spoke, he took out a spray bottle, filled it with water, pressed the handle, and water mist sprayed out from the fine nozzle in front.

Everyone exclaimed.

Someone asked, "Master Zhao, what is this spray pot made of?"

Zhao Chuanxin said lightly: "Celulu."

"Sir, who came up with the idea of ​​the spray can? You're such a genius."

"I, Zhao, am not talented. I just spent five minutes thinking hard and made this."

"..."

Wu Lien-teh waited for Zhao Chuanxin to finish speaking before stepping forward and extending his hand: "Master Zhao, I am..."

"Principal Wu, right?" Zhao Chuanxin shook hands with him enthusiastically. "I've heard of your great name. You're doing a great job."

Wu Lien-teh was flattered.

He hurriedly praised: "Mr. Zhao is truly a rare genius in the world. He is proficient in all fields, including scholars, farmers, merchants and workers. I never thought that Mr. Zhao also has profound attainments in medicine."

Others nodded in agreement.

"Okay, okay, this kind of thing is known to everyone, let's not waste our time talking."

Wu Lien-teh: “…”

Zhao Chuanxin patted Wu Lien-teh on the shoulder and said, "I will provide you with a batch of antibiotics and spray bottles free of charge. Lugang Town will join hands with you to prevent and control the epidemic together and strive to end this unprovoked disaster as soon as possible. It's all the fault of the Russians, but they have implicated us and made us suffer together."

The plague came from Tsarist Russia.

Everyone was delighted to hear this: "Your Excellency is so kind-hearted!"

"Yes." Zhao Chuanxin spit out a smoke arrow: "Everyone calls me a living Bodhisattva. I am really ashamed."

"..."

Wu Lien-teh smiled.

Rumor has it that Zhao Chuanxin killed people without blinking an eye, and that even the King of Hell was worried that he would rebel.

Now that I see it, I realize it was all a false rumor.

Zhao Chuanxin is clearly a humorous and interesting man who can get along with everyone and even personally demonstrates some small physics experiments.

Wu Lien-teh went to study at Cambridge University and received a Bachelor of Medicine degree from Cambridge University. He was a man who had seen the world.

Everyone talked at once and discussed with Zhao Chuanxin.

Wu Lien-teh discovered that Zhao Chuanxin really understood medicine and was not just a superficial expert.

Zhao Chuanxin told him: "It's very cold outside the Great Wall, but you still need to open windows for ventilation. It's difficult to take a bath in winter, and bathhouses are crowded places, so you can only take a bath at home. Even if you can't take a bath every day, at least you have to wash your hands and face frequently. The principle is not difficult, but the difficulty lies in popularizing it..."

Wu Lien-teh nodded repeatedly after hearing this.

After Zhao Chuanxin finished speaking, he said with admiration on his face: "Lord Zhao has a far-sighted vision, I really admire you. But there are two things that I still need your help with."

"You said."

"In the early stage, I quarantined railway passengers in different levels. But it was not appropriate for the trains to run, and I needed to go to the Eastern China Railway and the South Manchuria Railway to negotiate.

Secondly, the Chinese people regard the dead as the greatest. They do not understand modern medicine and do not understand that corpses still carry plague bacteria. It is difficult to dig in winter, so some corpses are randomly abandoned in the cemetery.

Although the weather is cold, it will eventually warm up.

When the weather warms up, cemeteries become a source of germs that will never go away.

I wanted to burn the body, but the people wouldn’t allow it…”

In the smoke, Zhao Chuanxin nodded: "It's easy."

All easy.

Zhao Chuanxin immediately took Wu Lien-teh and others to the office of the Chinese Eastern Railway Company.

He walked in wearing a down jacket with the design of "The Peddler" on it: "I'm Zhao Chuanxin, and I'm here to inform you that the Eastern China Railway will be suspended for a while."

"You..." The staff member was about to speak.

Zhao Chuanxin slapped him in the face.

"Snapped!"

He fell down with the chair.

"You bastard, are you deaf? I told you to stop driving, why are you talking so much nonsense? In one word, yes or no?"

"Row!"

Zhao Chuanxin turned around and left.

Wu Lien-teh and his colleagues were dumbfounded.

I blanch...is that all?

This is too simple.

Go to the South Manchuria Railway Office.

Before he even entered the door, he was stopped by Japanese soldiers: "Stop, there is a plague, you are not allowed to enter..."

"I'm Zhao Chuanxin."

The Japanese soldier seemed not to hear clearly, or did not react: "No one can do it."

boom.

A group of doctors behind screamed.

The Japanese soldiers collapsed to the ground exhausted.

Zhao Chuanxin inserted the Lugang M1907 into the goal from the back.

A group of Japanese soldiers rushed over, and the moment they saw Zhao Chuanxin, they all stopped.

No photos of Zhao Chuanxin have been leaked so far, but the Japanese found a highly skilled Western painter to restore Zhao Chuanxin's portrait based on the description.

Height, body shape, face shape, beard, hairstyle, and the clothes he often likes to wear, such as the double-palace silk suit and the "Peddler" shiny down jacket he wears in winter.

They passed the letter to each other so that if they met Zhao Chuanxin they would recognize him at first sight and avoid any unnecessary disaster.

Wu Lien-teh was worried that a firefight would occur, but when these Japanese soldiers saw Zhao Chuanxin, they became as obedient as quails.

Zhao Chuanxin pushed the door open and walked in. "I'm Zhao Chuanxin. I'm here to inform you that the South Manchuria Railway will be suspended from today onwards. The reopening date will be announced later."

"Hayi..."

What else can these medical staff say?

I can only shout - awesome!

Zhao Chuanxin killed someone in public over a disagreement, but he turned around and walked away as if nothing had happened. The Japanese didn't even dare to fart.

Why don’t you try changing it to someone else?

Wu Lien-teh finally believed the rumor and whispered to Dr. Yao: "Chao Tan Gong really kills people without blinking an eye. I saw it, he really didn't blink an eye."

When we arrived at Kuanchengzi Station, it was noisy.

It turned out that medical staff were stopping a group of people from entering the station.

"No one can get on the train and enter the customs. Even if you leave here, you will be stopped at the Shanhaiguan Inspection Office. Why don't you wait until the plague prevention and control is over before leaving?"

"Do you know who our master is? Our master is the Prince's tutor and the Imperial Envoy Zheng Xiaoxu. Why don't you let him go?"

At this time, Zhao Chuanxin pushed through the crowd and kicked the guard, making him lie prone on the snow. "What the hell are you yelling about?"

The man was furious and got up from the ground ready to fight.

Zhao Chuanxin stepped forward, pressed his head, and slapped him in the face.

clap clap clap...

Fan back and forth.

"Look at what you can do, you're pretty arrogant, aren't you?"

No matter how hard the guard struggled, he could not escape from Zhao Chuanxin's grasp.

Besides, Zhao Chuanxin was tall and had long arms, so the guards could only take the beatings.

Zhao Chuanxin didn't let go until his cheeks were swollen.

Wu Lien-teh and his men were grinning as they watched: "Lord Zhao really is a man who has no taboos... He doesn't even take the Crown Prince's tutor seriously."

Zheng Xiaoxu's eyes were red with anger: "Stop, I tell you to stop..."

Zhao Chuanxin let go of his guard and slapped Zheng Xiaoxu in the face: "If you say stop, then stop. How embarrassing would that be for me?"

"You, where on earth are you from, this bold lunatic?"

"I am Zhao Chuanxin, the bold lunatic from Lubin Prefecture. Do you have any objection?"

"I..." Zheng Xiaoxu covered his face in confusion: "Zhao Chuanxin?"

Zhao Chuanxin used a spray bottle to disinfect his hands: "What? You want revenge?"

"This... I dare not, I won't leave."

The farce at the station subsided.

Wu Lien-teh took Zhao Chuanxin to the cemetery for a visit.

When Zhao Chuanxin arrived, he saw many corpses dumped randomly.

The corpses were in various postures, some curled up on the ground with their arms folded, some sitting... Most of them were thrown out by their families after being infected but not yet dead. That was their last effort to keep warm.

It is inevitable that people feel sad when they see it.

At this time, a group of people came with a charlatan.

The charlatan was wearing a thick cotton robe, sometimes pinching his fingers and sometimes jumping around. I couldn't tell if he was a fortune teller or a dancer...

Wu Lien-teh winked and the medical staff rushed forward to stop them: "This is a cemetery, full of germs, please leave immediately."

"What do you know, little kid? There are evil spirits everywhere here, and ghosts are rampant. If you don't do anything, it will cause disaster."

"Hurry up and leave. Are you going to die? If you get infected with the plague, you will be in big trouble."

"Shut up, little boy, it's you who should step down." The gentleman stroked his whiskers and said to the cowering people behind him, "The spirits of your family members learned that someone wanted to burn the body, so they came to you in your dream. You only need to perform a ritual and chant sutras for three days to help the dead souls to rest in peace. However, the matter of burning the body must never be mentioned again."

The ignorant men and women behind were filled with awe and agreed deeply with it.

"That's right. I dreamed that my mother came back to me with a blue face and said that if I dared to burn her body, she would not let me go even if she became a ghost..."

“I dreamed about that, too…”

Wu Lien-teh went there personally to persuade them, using his medical knowledge to appeal to their emotions and reason.

These people became more and more excited as they talked, and even pushed the medical staff forward.

The charlatan stood by and kept encouraging and inciting the people's emotions.

Wu Lien-teh was nearly pushed down, but was held back by a hand and saved from embarrassment.

Zhao Chuanxin supported Wu Lien-teh and stepped forward to say, "War, plague, every time there is a time like this, there are always clowns who come out to play nice."

He once had a relative, a woman who used to have a big business, but later went bankrupt and had some mental problems.

He talks nonsense every day, saying that there are gods and fairies around him.

After the 1920s of the 21st century, these superstitious people are everywhere.

The earth is almost becoming heaven.

This relative of Zhao Chuanxin often advocates war, saying something like a new world war, and posts it everywhere in the group.

After seeing it for a long time, many people began to believe it and there were really fools everywhere.

Zhao Chuanxin could probably understand the mentality of these charlatans. Troubled times would provide a fertile soil for their survival, and people in troubled times would need a greater support psychologically.

When the charlatan heard what Zhao Chuanxin said, he pointed at Zhao Chuanxin and said, "How dare you..."

Zhao Chuanxin bared his teeth and said, "You are so capable, did you expect that you would be in a bloody disaster today?"

"Nonsense!"

Gaba!

Zhao Chuanxin broke his arm.

"Ow..."

Zhao Chuanxin grabbed his other arm.

Gaba.

"Ow..."

Zhao Chuanxin took out an axe and swung it at his knee.

Duh!

Everyone stepped back in horror.

The charlatan fell to the ground and struggled desperately, and his bright red blood dyed the pale snow red.

A broken leg is shocking.

Zhao Chuanxin straightened his back and said, "From today on, any charlatan who incites others to spread rumors about the plague will be killed immediately! I don't care if you are a god, a Buddha, or an evil spirit. Damn it, if I let you jump again, I will chop off your Bolenggai!"

Everyone was as silent as a cicada.

On the second day, Zhao Chuanxin led the crowd to the cemetery to burn the bodies.

The people outside had blank expressions.

When they put the firewood on the fire and poured oil on it, a family suddenly stood up and said, "Sir, you can't burn it. If you burn it, your soul will be scattered..."

Wu Lien-teh knew that trouble was coming and could only look to Zhao Chuanxin.

Zhao Chuanxin waved his hand expressionlessly: "Light it up."

The man from that family rushed over and said, "You dare, you will die a miserable death..."

Before he could finish his words, Zhao Chuanxin raised his knife and the man's head flew into the sky.

hiss……

The people around took a deep breath of cold air.

"I'm Zhao Chuanxin. If I say to burn something, it has to burn. Who dares to stop me?"

Someone cried out: "Even if you are Zhao Chuanxin, you can't..."

Zhao Chuanxin raised his hand and fired.

boom.

The man's head was blown off.

"If I, Zhao Chuanxin, say it's possible, then it's possible. Who has any objection?"

A young boy rushed out and lay beside the corpse, crying: "Dad, you died so tragically... Zhao Chuanxin, when I grow up, I will take your life to avenge you..."

boom.

The boy's head was blown off.

Zhao Chuanxin carried a gun and took out a cigar and lit it. "Wait for your mother next door. Go die now. How much food will be wasted when you grow up? Is there anyone left in this family? Anyone who wants revenge, please stand up now. It's better to die today than to wait for another day."

Many people cried out loud.

Zhao Chuanxin fired a shot into the air: "Go back home and cry out for your funeral. If I hear you cry out again, I will make your blood flow like a river and burn your bodies together!"

Only iron and blood can tame the mob.

Zhao Chuanxin's iron-blooded wrist intimidated the entire Changchun Prefecture!