[Infinite] End Game

"What nonsense are you talking about?" Terry widened his eyes in anger and shock, "What do you mean it has nothing to do with them? Don't you see what Abel looks like?"

He stepped up to Brant, grabbed his collar, and stared into his eyes with angry eyes. Terry said in a mocking tone, "Are you really Is that thing called hemorrhagic fever?"

"..." Brant let him pull, pursed his lips and said nothing, the neckline stuck to his neck, soon the blood vessels on the side of the neck protruded, and his face gradually turned red, but the next second , a hand stretched out from the side and tore Terry away.

"Don't yell at us." Alex looked at him with garbage eyes, paused for a while, then raised the corner of his mouth abruptly, raised his finger and pointed upstairs, and said with a half-smile: "This is the mayor With the pastor's decision, if you have an opinion, go and talk to the pastor, anyway, if you must enter, I will not stop you."

"...I don't care what you do with him." Terry frowned deeply, and stared at him impolitely.Tang Yu noticed that when the shoemaker mentioned the pastor, the man's expression hesitated for a moment, but he quickly covered it up, and then became a little angry, he bumped the shoemaker away with his shoulder, and walked away Go upstairs.

"...Sorry." Seeing Terry's figure disappear into the stairs, Brandt straightened his neckline before regaining his composure. He greeted the players' eyes, "Terry is a little impulsive and out of his mind, and His thinking is very rigid, and he always has inexplicable prejudices against foreigners...I apologize to you on his behalf. Regarding the fact that he went to disturb you this time on his own initiative, his father and Mr. Pastor will teach him. There is nothing wrong here Now, everyone, please go back in peace."

"I still want to go up and see Mr. Abel," Louis looked at him calmly, and asked, "Is that okay?"

"...Of course," Brant was still hesitating, and it was Alex who spoke. He was wearing a pitch-black cloak, and his body smelled like oil. He looked like a mole in a cave. He was really not easy to please. The type I like, but the players unexpectedly think that this person is not bad, just because he said: "If you want to see it, just watch it, anyway, I don't care about it here."

Now it's not just Louis, all players have equal information rights. It's just that things like this that allow players to contact are generally not a good thing, but no one will back down in order to obtain information.

After Terry, Louis also went upstairs, and Tang Yu and other players followed closely behind.The light in the stairs was a bit dim, and the half-closed door gave off a dilapidated atmosphere. The mayor and the pastor stood far away by the door. Louis didn't distract himself from greeting, but looked directly at Abel's body, but just After a rough glance, Louis couldn't help showing a surprised expression.

Abel's body was still on the bed, but the surrounding meters were vacant.It's just because Abel's appearance at this time is too terrifying, all the lymph nodes all over his body are swollen, like big tumors one after another, his skin is also covered with a lot of ecchymosis, and the whole body is showing a strange black purple color .

If the horrible death has a specific shape, then Abel's state at this time is the most appropriate description.

Looking at the scene in front of him, Tang Yu couldn't help thinking of a word: Black Death.

——The great plague that swept across Europe in the middle of the fourteenth century and caused tens of millions of deaths.

"—Did you see it?" Terry raised his finger to Abel, turned his head and glared at Louis like an angry bull: "If you saw it, do you still think it's some kind of bloody hemorrhagic fever? If it wasn't for you, a quack doctor Misdiagnosed..."

"I'm not misdiagnosed." Louie interrupted him. "Mr. Abel should have been infected with the plague by being bitten by a bacteria-carrying mouse or an insect at night. If you don't believe me, you can try to find the wound... I'm just telling the truth, but even if I don't say it or say it wrong The situation will not change. Without streptomycin, the plague cannot be cured, and the only thing we can do now is to prevent the spread of the disease."

"Yes, the important thing now is to block the news and deal with Abel's living body." The mayor spoke abruptly, saying words of approval.He turned his gaze to Mrs. Abel: "I'm sorry, Aliya, but in order to avoid infection, we have to cremate Abel's body, can you understand us?"

Mrs. Abel was huddled alone in the corner of the room near the door. Her hair was disheveled, her face was covered with blurred tears, and her expression was bewildered and desperate. It seemed that the family accident had destroyed her spirit.The mayor's words slipped past her ears, but they didn't enter her mind. It wasn't until the mayor asked repeatedly that Alia's body trembled suddenly. After a long silence, she finally nodded heavily.

"Don't worry, Alia, you can temporarily move to the church to live in the church for a while, Mr. Pastor will take care of you." The mayor patted her on the shoulder.At this time, Europe was still dominated by burials. Abel lived in Harlem all his life, but in the end he might not even be able to enter the town’s cemetery. Of course, Mrs. Abel was very depressed, but the mayor no longer Ignore her, but look at Louis.

"Thank you everyone." The mayor looked a little tired, but looked at everyone with dignity, "But what you heard and saw today, please keep it secret. Everyone just needs to know that Abel died of hemorrhagic fever Will suffice."

This is to be sealed.

The players looked at each other, they were not stupid, and what the mayor said was very clear.Lynn nodded, and solemnly replied, "We understand."

"—Wait!" Terry couldn't believe his own ears. He turned his head to look at the mayor and the pastor standing beside the mayor with compassionate eyes at a speed that could have twisted his own neck. Everyone fell into an indescribable panic.

"That's the plague!" Terry said incoherently: "You just forget it?!"

"...Otherwise?" The mayor raised his eyelids and asked calmly, "What do you want to do? Publicize the fact that Abel died of the plague? Let everyone take refuge?"

"How many years have passed since the Black Death? People have not come out of the shadow of the plague." The mayor looked at Terry: "And do you think the Black Death has really disappeared? No, they have always existed , is right beside us, it’s just been tacitly hidden.”

"No one can touch the taboo, Terry, no one." Without waiting for Terry to say anything, the mayor sighed, with a deep sense of powerlessness on his old face, and he said earnestly: "After the autumn harvest, the Lord I will come to inspect soon. This year is very good. As long as the lord is satisfied, we can have a better life next year. But if there are rumors about the plague in the town, what do you think the lord will do? Will there be troops coming? Eliminate us?"

"About this, Terry, you should know better than anyone." The mayor said: "—don't forget how the neighboring villages and towns disappeared, and don't forget how our town prospered .”

Terry didn't speak, in fact he lost his voice in the middle of the mayor's speech.He only felt that those words buzzed his brain like thunder, and the dizziness hit him like a huge wave.

——Amidst such great anxiety, Terry inadvertently saw a slight smile on Lynn's lips, and it was this smile that completely broke Terry's nerve called reason.His arms trembled, and before he realized what he was doing, he had already grabbed the clown by the neck and threw him to the ground.

"It's you! It's you who brought the disaster!" Terry heard himself shouting, "Who are you—who are you!!!"