Me? I was transported into a book? And I became a vicious villain?

Xiao Yichen suddenly sat up from the bed, all sleepiness gone. He quickly got out of bed, grabbed his coat and rushed out. Chu Mengmeng was also awakened, holding the child, and followed him worriedly.

When they arrived at Wang Er's home, the small room was already crowded with people. The members of the Self-Defense Forces anxiously gathered around the bed. Wang Er lay on the bed with a pale face and weak breath, while his wife cried helplessly.

"What's going on?" Xiao Yichen pushed through the crowd, walked to the bedside, and checked on Wang Er's condition.

"I don't know, Captain." Zhang Qiang's face was full of worry. "Wang Er was fine this afternoon and trained with us. He came back in the evening and said he felt weak all over and had a severe headache. Then he started to have a fever. Now..."

Wang Er's breathing became more and more rapid, accompanied by a violent cough. He suddenly opened his eyes, his eyes were full of fear and pain. He used his last bit of strength to grab Xiao Yichen's arm. His lips moved, but he could not utter a word, and finally drooped down weakly.

"Wang Er!"

There was a burst of exclamations from the crowd, and Wang Er's wife fainted from crying. Xiao Yichen clenched his fists tightly, his nails digging deep into his flesh. He had never felt so powerless.

"It must be the plague brought by these outsiders!" A sharp voice sounded outside the crowd, with undisguised malice, "Drive them out! They are the ones who brought disaster to us!"

The crowd began to stir, emotions of fear and anger were spreading, and people looked at Chu Mengmeng, Xiao Yichen and others with hostility.

In the next few days, people in the Self-Defense Force fell ill one after another, with the same symptoms as Wang Er, high fever, weakness, and difficulty breathing. The pharmacies in the town had long been emptied, and there was no medicine at all. Chu Mengmeng watched Ling'er also start to have a fever, her face was red, but she was helpless and anxious. She recalled that she had seen similar symptoms in a book before, and it seemed that some herbs could be used to relieve it, so she decided to try her luck in the nearby mountains.

"You stay and take care of Ling'er, I'll go look for her." Chu Mengmeng handed Ling'er to Xiao Yichen and walked out the door resolutely.

However, things did not go as smoothly as she imagined. When she came to the foot of the mountain and asked the local herbalists where she could find the herbs she needed, she was rejected and driven away by them.

"You brought the plague, and you still want to use our herbs? Get lost!" An herbalist glared at her fiercely, "Don't even think about bringing disaster to us!"

Chu Mengmeng wanted to explain, but they pushed her down the mountain.

"Wait!" Chu Mengmeng was unwilling to give up. She still had many questions to ask, "You guys..."

Before she could finish her words, she was knocked to the ground by a dark shadow and the small shovel in her hand was snatched away.

"Stop bothering us!"

The man said this and left without looking back. Chu Mengmeng sat on the ground in a mess, looking at her empty palms, her heart filled with despair... Chu Mengmeng stumbled back to the town. The sun was setting, and the streets were empty. Only the rustling sound of the fallen leaves in the wind made it even more desolate. She pushed open the half-closed door of Wang Er's house, and a strong smell of herbs mixed with a nauseating smell of illness hit her in the face, making her dizzy.

Inside the room, Xiao Yichen was sitting by the bed, wiping a team member's body with a towel. His face was haggard, with blue stubble on his chin and bloodshot eyes, but he still gently comforted the team member. Seeing Chu Mengmeng coming back, he quickly stood up and asked worriedly, "How is it? Did you find the herbs?"

Chu Mengmeng shook her head and told him what happened. After listening, Xiao Yichen was silent for a moment, gently held her hand, and said, "Don't worry, I will find a way."

In the next few days, Xiao Yichen walked around the nearby hills and asked many herbalists, but he got the same answer - rejection and expulsion. Some people even spoke harshly to him, putting all the blame on these "outsiders". What made him even more heartbroken was that some townspeople who had a good relationship with them began to avoid him, as if they were some kind of monster.

"They must have made a mistake..." Chu Mengmeng lay weakly on the bed, saying intermittently, "We have no ill intentions, we just want to survive..."

Since the day she was attacked on the mountain, Chu Mengmeng's health has been deteriorating, and she has started to have fever and cough. Xiao Yichen knew that she must have been infected with the plague. He was extremely anxious, but he could do nothing. The medicinal materials in the town had already been sold out, and those herbalists were unwilling to help. He could only watch Chu Mengmeng's condition worsen day by day.

"Stop talking, take a good rest, I'll make you some medicine." Xiao Yichen picked up the medicine bowl and fed her a spoonful of it. He made this medicine based on Chu Mengmeng's description, using some common herbs, and he didn't know if it would work.

Chu Mengmeng drank a few sips and couldn't help coughing violently, her face became even paler. Xiao Yichen patted her back distressedly and comforted her softly. Suddenly, he felt a warmth on the back of his hand, and when he looked down, Chu Mengmeng's tears silently slid down and dripped on the back of his hand, like a hot iron, burning his heart.

"I'm sorry..." Chu Mengmeng choked up and said, "It's all my fault. I got you and Ling'er into trouble..."

"Don't talk nonsense. We are a family. There is no need to talk about getting involved." Xiao Yichen suppressed the pain in his heart and said with a smile, "Don't worry, we will get better. We will."

However, his smile was uglier than crying.

Suddenly, the sound of a baby crying came from the inner room, breaking the brief peace.

"Ling'er is awake, I'll go see her." Chu Mengmeng struggled to get up, but was held down by Xiao Yichen.

"You have a good rest, I'll go check on you." Xiao Yichen got up and walked into the inner room, but heard Ling'er crying, "Mom...Mom..."

His heart tightened, and he hurried over, only to see Ling'er standing beside the bed, crying heartbreakingly, and beside her, several children from the town were pointing at her and laughing loudly...

Ling'er curled up in the corner of the bed, tears soaking her tender cheeks. She didn't understand why her playmates pointed at her and mocked her and her mother with vicious words today.

"Go away! Don't talk about my mother!" Ling'er waved her little hands, trying to drive the children away, but they pushed her to the ground.

"Haha, God of Plague! Your mother is the God of Plague!" The children's sharp laughter pierced Ling'er's eardrums and deeply hurt Xiao Yichen's heart.

He walked forward quickly, picked up Ling'er, and used his body to block the malicious intent of those children. His eyes were sharp and his tone was cold: "If anyone dares to talk nonsense again, don't blame me for being rude!"

The children were frightened by Xiao Yichen's momentum and ran away one by one. Xiao Yichen held the crying Ling'er and returned to Chu Mengmeng. Looking at his wife's pale face and listening to his daughter's intermittent crying, a feeling of powerlessness surged in his heart.

To make matters worse, the situation of the Self-Defense Forces became increasingly worse. More and more members were sick, the originally sufficient medicine had long been consumed, and food began to run short. Members lay weakly on their beds, and their painful groans echoed in the hut, as if playing a death elegy.

"Captain, how...how long can we hold on?" A team member held Xiao Yichen's hand tightly, his tone full of despair.

Xiao Yichen avoided his gaze, not daring to look at those eyes that were full of hope but gradually dimming. What could he say? Tell them that everything would be fine? Or tell them to face death bravely?

He was silent, and the atmosphere in the room was suffocating.

"Cough cough..." Chu Mengmeng started coughing violently. Xiao Yichen quickly put Ling'er down and handed the warm water to her mouth.

"Don't worry..." Chu Mengmeng smiled weakly, her voice as weak as a mosquito, "We will be fine..."

"I definitely will." Xiao Yichen held her hand with a firm tone, but only he knew that this sentence was more like something spoken to himself.

At night, the town fell into a dead silence, with only the whistling wind echoing in his ears. Xiao Yichen looked at his sleeping wife and daughter, his eyes full of pain and struggle. He knew that he could no longer sit there and wait for death, he had to do something.

He stood up and walked to the window, looking at the brightly lit town in the distance in the faint moonlight. There was their last hope.

Xiao Yichen took a deep breath, turned around and picked up the communicator in the corner, but found that he could not get through no matter what.

"What's going on?" He had a bad feeling in his heart and tried again, but still no signal.

At this moment, there was a rapid knock on the door, accompanied by a deep voice: "Captain, something happened..."

"Captain, something happened..." Team member Wang Qiang's voice was trembling and hurried. Xiao Yichen's heart tightened and he quickly opened the door. Wang Qiang was sweating profusely and his face was full of panic.

"What's wrong? Speak slowly." Xiao Yichen held Wang Qiang's shoulders, trying to calm him down.

"Captain, we...we are surrounded..." Wang Qiang panted and spoke intermittently, "The town guards surrounded our hut, they said..."

Wang Qiang did not continue, but Xiao Yichen had already guessed the reason. He held the communicator tightly in his hand, the cold metal poking his palm, but it could not dispel the chill in his heart.

"What did they say?" Xiao Yichen's voice was low, but it couldn't hide the anger in his tone.

"They said that we were harboring the god of plague and they wanted to... burn us to death..." After Wang Qiang finished speaking, his legs went limp and he collapsed to the ground.

Xiao Yichen only felt his mind go blank. He had expected that the people in the town would not let them go, but he did not expect that it would happen so quickly and violently.

He turned around and looked at his wife and daughter lying weakly on the bed, and at the team members lying on the bed groaning, his eyes filled with despair and anger.

"Captain, what should we do now?" Wang Qiang's voice brought Xiao Yichen back to reality. He looked at the panicked team member in front of him, and a surge of strength suddenly surged in his heart.

"Why panic? We still have hope!" Xiao Yichen's voice was deep and powerful. "They don't dare to act rashly. We still have time!"

"But, but the communication has been cut off, we..." Wang Qiang was interrupted by Xiao Yichen before he could finish his words.

"I'll find a way!" Xiao Yichen's eyes were firm and his tone was unquestionable, "You stay here and protect everyone!"

After saying that, Xiao Yichen turned around, picked up the weapon in the corner, and walked into the night without looking back. He didn't know where he should go or what he should do, but he knew that he couldn't just sit there and wait to die.

He wants to find a glimmer of hope. Even if there is only a glimmer of hope, he will try his best to fight for it.

In the room, Wang Qiang looked at Xiao Yichen's departing back, gritted his teeth, stood up, walked to the bedside, looked at the desperate team members, took a deep breath, and said: "Brothers, the captain will definitely find a way, we..."

"Ahem..." A weak cough interrupted Wang Qiang's words. He turned his head and looked at the place where the sound came from. It was Chu Mengmeng...