Shall we go to open up the wasteland together tomorrow?

"The pattern is a yellow warbler holding a rosemary?"

The sheriff was stunned for a moment, then replaced by astonishment.

"The Twelve Rosemary Families!"

According to legend, the first humans who opened up this continent came from a very distant place.

When they crossed the ocean and set foot on this continent.

There were only twelve crew members left on the ship.

The twelve crew members vowed to live in harmony forever, help each other, and each broke off a branch of rosemary from a plant on the ship to represent that everyone was of the same blood.

Then the twelve people worked hard to find more humans, multiply and build a gathering place for humans.

The flags of these twelve families are different, but there is one thing in common, that is, they are all decorated with rosemary branches and leaves.

This is the legendary twelve rosemary families.

The eternal nobles of the Federation.

Unlike the twelve families of Genesis who focus on business, handicraft workshops and scientific research, the twelve rosemary families can directly influence the decisions of the Federation and influence the politics of the entire Federation.

They are real political bosses.

The more the sheriff thought about it, the more flustered he became. This time, Turing City was afraid that it would be a disaster.

Soon he gave a few instructions to the guards and walked towards the inside of the Pharmacist Association.

Serving these ancestors well will become the main task of Turing City for some time in the future.

This requires the cooperation of all pharmacists, such as the supply of antidote.

"How is it? How is it!"

The sheriff rushed into the office of the president of the Pharmacist Association in a hurry.

At this time, there were at least a dozen pharmacists standing there dejectedly in the office.

The reason is simple. It is well known that snake venom is difficult to cure. Moreover, there are so many injured people at once, and even the most common antidote is not enough.

The sheriff just listened to their nagging for a few words, and his heart fell to the bottom.

"Since the antidote is not enough...are there any nobles among the injured!"

The sheriff rudely interrupted the complaint of one of the pharmacists.

The president of the Pharmacist Association, a white-haired old man, frowned at first, as if he was very dissatisfied with the behavior of interrupting their conversation. Just when he was about to scold him, he looked up and saw the sheriff, and his mind was turning and he understood immediately.

He should be the first to bear the brunt of such an incident.

The sheriff is in charge of the public security issues of the entire Turing City. Although so many people were injured this time, it was not his negligence, but if the higher-ups hold him accountable, he will most likely take the blame.

So the top priority is to quickly recover the losses.

The president sighed and said slowly: "There are two direct descendants of nobles in the caravan, ten family members, and twenty formal members of the Brotherhood. There are no less than a hundred other guards..."

Hearing the name of the Brotherhood, the flesh on the sheriff's face jumped twice unconsciously.

This time the trouble is really big.

The Brotherhood is one of the member guilds of the Rainbow Council. The Brotherhood has always been very close to Prism, and Prism is his direct superior.

It's over.

With a long sigh, the sheriff felt a little dizzy and suddenly stood unsteadily.

He leaned on the edge of the table, as if he had seen his bleak future.

At present, even if we focus on treating nobles and members of the Brotherhood, the antidote is limited, and the most important thing is that the efficacy of this ordinary antidote is difficult to achieve the purpose of healing.

"Maybe... there is another way to try."

At this time, a weak voice sounded, with a hesitant tone.

The voice was not loud, but it sounded like a fairy sound in the ears of the sheriff.

"Come on, come and tell me."

Benjamin is a famous pharmacist. Not long ago, a young man found him. He claimed to be from Flo University and promoted an anti-snake venom drug for free.

Then the other party gave him a letter from Occam, a supplier of medicinal materials.

In the letter, Occam praised Ethan. He was a VIP of the Chris family. He also had a patented secret technique to access the magic network and had his own independent laboratory at Flo University.

It can be said that he was a young talent, but Benjamin didn't care about it.

He knew Occam's character, and seeing the badge of Flo University and the badge of the magic network patent holder on Ethan, he agreed to the other party's request-to cooperate with the clinical trial of this new drug.

The reason why Benjamin hesitated at this time was because he didn't know whether the medicine was effective or not.

"Not long ago, a laboratory at Flo University sent several anti-snake venom drugs specifically for treating snake venom, but..."

Pharmacist Benjamin paused slightly when he said this.

Before he continued, the sheriff could no longer contain his joy.

"It's time now, why are you still hesitating!"

"That medicine seems to be different from our usual antidote, and the most important thing is that we haven't used it, so we don't know how effective it is..."

Hearing this, another pharmacist next to him began to sneer.

"It's ridiculous. When did our Pharmacist Association become so arrogant that people dare to use any medicine."

"I'm afraid some people have received some benefits~"

This was a heart-breaking statement, and Benjamin immediately refuted it.

"No, no, no, Randolph, don't talk nonsense. I didn't receive any benefits. I just..."

"Humph! President, I propose to abolish Benjamin's pharmacist badge!"

It is obvious that Randolph has a grudge against Benjamin, and of course he will not miss this good opportunity to embarrass his opponent, so he took the opportunity to embarrass him.

"I..."

"Enough, it's already this late! They're still slandering each other."

The president of the Pharmacist Association waved his hand, somewhat disappointed.

He was about to reject Benjamin's proposal, but at this moment, the sheriff seemed to have grasped a ray of hope and said:

"Try it out! Try it on an unimportant injured person first!"

...

The hall of the Pharmacist Association was already full of injured people.

Benjamin prepared the antidote provided by Ethan, feeling a little uneasy.

Other pharmacists followed him, including Randolph, who was against him.

He didn't know that Randolph had secretly informed the reporter of the Parrot Newspaper, and at this moment, the group of nosy parrots might have been hiding in a corner and spying on this place.

Benjamin wiped the sweat from his forehead, regretting his previous impulse. Now that he was caught by someone, he was afraid that he would have no good days in the future.

He hoped that even if this medicine had no effect, it would not kill people directly.

Don't seek merit, but seek no fault!

At the sheriff's suggestion, everyone came to a wounded man.

When Benjamin saw the man lying on the ground, he was already half disappointed.

The wounded man was thin and weak, and his ability to resist snake venom was slightly weaker.

At this time, his face was black, and he was breathing out more than breathing in. Obviously, his hope of survival was not great.

The most important thing was that he was wearing a silver mercenary badge of the Bounty Society. It was obvious that he was neither a noble nor a member of the Brotherhood. He was just a miscellaneous mercenary struggling on the verge of death.

Such a person would not be stressed if something happened.

PS: Recommendation vote... Teleportation array.