Vol 7 Chapter 11: , Countdown to the end: 237 days

Standing in the prison, Mo Qunyi, who was surrounded by him, said he was busy.
In those isolation rooms, some people whose bodies had begun to mutate began to make painful screams. Next to them, the people in protective clothing immediately took out the analgesics and punched them in their arms.
The mad dog continued to walk forward, and the idiot naturally followed behind. The two of them continued this topic as they walked.
"This virus is very contagious, and it is even so powerful that it can be infected with just one breath of the other person. What's worse is that the drugs in this town are gradually running out. I don't know what it can support. Time to go."
The two people's footsteps passed through the prisons with miserable noises, separated by the iron fence, giving people a feeling as if they were visiting a monster museum. After walking for a while, the two finally came to the other side of the prison, standing in front of a one-way glass window.
The idiot looked at the glass window, and inside, was a clean white room. Change the filth and terror outside just now.
In the center of the clean room, there is a table on which the little girl was lying, her eyes still closed, as if she still couldn't wake up.
"For Chengdong people, it may take more than a month from being infected to becoming such a monster. But for children, the time is very short."
The mad dog exhaled, shook his head, and continued,
"This room is used to observe the situation before the onset of infection. The virus will not be spread through the air, so we infer that this period should be the best treatment time. Generally speaking, adults can stay here for a while. Two weeks, and this child may be transferred out of it in two days. Once out of here, it means that she can only get some basic pain relief treatments. Because now, we no longer have There are too many medicines for her to use. If you really get to this point, then you can imagine that she will be hopeless."
The mad dog took the idiot into the isolation room on the side, after a simple disinfection. The two took off their protective clothing and entered the white isolation room through another door.
The room is very quiet, completely different from the noise outside.
Under the white light, only this child was lying alone on the operating table, no one to take care of her, and no one to diagnose her. The idiot turned his head and looked at the mad dog with a slightly questioning look, but what he could get was an inexplicable melancholy expression, "Things are almost too much to be suppressed."
The mad dog walked to the bed. Looked at the girl with pity.
"Now the entire Mengxue Town is on the verge of collapse. The peace on the surface is just a cover for the turbulent waves below. I don't know how long it can last, maybe only a day or two? I don't know. Medical work A feeling of despair has also begun to permeate the personnel. Anyway, the world will be wiped out in half a year, and the hearts of some people in saving lives and healing the wounded have gradually faded."
Looking at the little girl, the mad dog breathed out again, shook his head, and said regretfully: "Poor child, before you mutate, I will pour poison for you. You will not become ugly, but as a human The identity is dead."
The idiot also came to the girl's side, and now a little red rash began to appear on the girl's arms, neck and other areas where the skin was exposed. It can be seen that the time mentioned by the mad dog is not exaggerated...
"You said in the mayor's office two days ago, asking for help from the Bucks."
The idiot raises the last question.
"Yes 
...I am not wrong. "
The mad dog raised his head without looking, and walked directly to the door over there, "The Bucks have already replied. As for the answer, I think it's as smart as you. You should not guess wrong."
Kicked the door open, with a snap, the mad dog had left the isolation room. It can be seen that there is no disappointment in her back. It is conceivable that from the beginning, she did not think that the Bucks would give her a hopeful answer...
There is less than half a year before the end.
In these six months, it was precisely the critical moment that needed to gather combat power and plan how the final battle should be fought.
Therefore, every soldier, any medical items are very important. Even if you are an idiot, you can't imagine how many supplies and soldiers are continuously sent to Fengchuansha, ready to participate in the final battle.
At such a moment, would a wise king agree to reinforce a bandit incident in a small town not in his own territory?
If you change to the more emotional Mudu, maybe it will.
But it is absolutely impossible to change to the now mature king of stags, Jin.
The door of the isolation room was closed, and the entire isolation room was left with only the idiot and the little girl lying in the bed.
The idiot didn't leave here. He just lowered his head and looked at this little girl who began to show pain on her face even in her sleep.
He brought a chair from the side and sat down.
Crossed his hands, pressed his chin, looked at the girl silently, lost in thought...
(Man Lou, what's wrong with you.)
The dimmed pupils slowly emerged from the chains, and the blood-red light slightly dilutes the white haze in some rooms.
The idiot did not answer the sword, he continued to look at the girl, and after a while, closed his eyes,..., opened it again.
This girl seems to be only six years old.
Six years old..., it's the time to grow up happily.
I searched for the memory in my mind. Twelve years ago, the girl was only six years old. Twelve years ago, the dulan tree was still the slightly dwarf dulan tree.
That little girl is also the little guy who hugged her thighs everywhere, afraid to let go.
However, that girl is also crazy sometimes and ignores her warning, and ran out of Divine Grace to play alone.
I remember that year, she was fooling around again, ran to the fountain [Guangchang] to play in the water, but accidentally, she jumped into the pool.
To this day, I still remember the way that little girl walked back wet and crying.
In the not-so-warm towering sky, that night, this little girl caught a cold and lay on the bed with a high fever, her head full of red tide.
And myself, staying by the bed all night, holding this little girl's hand, changing her towel, and measuring her body temperature from time to time. In retrospect, she was probably bread, not kingfisher. At that time, she was so fragile and so young.
She seemed like a stray, injured chick, and needed her own protection.
For the whole night, Little Bread's hands were holding his own. Even if I occasionally wanted to pour a glass of water and take a sip, that little hand was very anxiously grasping himself, and he refused to let go in his sleep.
Call………………
When did it start?
When will I begin to feel that I must take good care of this little girl and let her grow up?
Was it the time to take this girl from that woman's arms from the beginning?
It seems to be, it seems not.
Or later came to the Bucks Empire with her on the road?
It seems to be, it doesn't seem to be.
An idiot would never deny that he once regarded this girl as a burden. Do everything possible to get rid of her. Even taking care of her, I am afraid it can only be said to be a temporary pity.
Did you really want to take care of her growing up? I am afraid that at that time, I just wanted to take care of her for a short time, and when I find a suitable opportunity, I will give her away again or sell her..................,
Short-term care...
This short period of time, unconsciously, has reached its eighteenth year now.
But after thinking about it, I still don't know when I started, and I decided to always protect her and guard her. Decided to never let go of the hand held by her, my palm can always hold that small palm...
Unconsciously, it has been eighteen years...
Huh……………
Again, let out a breath.
The idiot raised his head and looked at the dry white guiding light on the sky board.
Looking down at this girl, she who is now as fragile as the little girl back then, as if uneasy as long as the world moves her finger a little, the fire of her life will be extinguished instantly, leaving no traces...
"……………………………………

In the corner of the room, a light shone.
I don't know if it is an illusion, the figure of the doe has emerged in this light.
The idiot looked at the doe, and the doe looked at the idiot.
After staring for a while, the doe came to the bed, watching the little girl in pain, and then raised her head again, as if expecting something, watching the idiot disappear afterwards.
Maybe this is really just an illusion.
The entire isolation room is still quiet and tidy, without any noise.
The idiot held his hands and was silent.
It was also when the illusion completely disappeared, the little girl's eyes opened slightly, and she saw the idiot here.
"…………………………,………………

The idiot lowered his head, and those cold and merciless pupils stared at the little girl silently.
Staring at these terrifying eyes, the little girl became a little frightened for a while. Tears began to gather in those eyes. At the same time, she also raised her right hand reflexively and grabbed the rash on her left arm.
The idiot's hand suddenly stretched out and pressed the little girl's arm. With a cold gaze, he slowly spit out "No scratching. Itching, just bear it for me."
The little girl was really scared. She didn't dare to cry, she could only sob constantly. After a while, her body began to tremble, and she said, "Where's uncle and mother? Woo Jona Jona wants her mother..."
"…………………………………

The idiot's sight is still cold, as ruthless as the snow in winter.
The girl gritted her teeth, and after a while, she finally couldn't bear it and began to cry loudly.
Her voice was loud and she cried loudly. Both hands began to scratch uncontrollably towards the rash on the neck. Of course, the idiot would not allow such a thing. He directly held the little girl's hands, and the black chain in his right hand leaped out suddenly, tied her two hands to both sides of the bed, so that she could no longer scratch them. Red rash.
"Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu!
! Mom~~~~! "
The girl was crying very sad.
However, after the idiot tied her hands, there was no more movement.
He just watched her cry like this, regardless of whether he asked. As if not seeing this child at all.
Crying, the crying little girl's voice gradually became silent.
She was tired of crying and covered her eyes with her little eyelashes, and fell asleep.
But the idiot kept looking at her like this, watching the next day.
The little girl woke up and opened her eyes.
But at first sight, they were still the cold and ruthless pupils of the idiot.
She was frightened and started crying again. But such crying was still useless. No matter how loud she cried, no one came to help her. Only the terrible person next to her continued to stare at her with those eyes, but she couldn't move.
Crying and crying, she was tired again.
Only this time, the little girl fell asleep without crying.
She looked at the idiot timidly, her small hands continued to struggle under the chains. The tingling sensation on her back made her body wiggle, unable to calm down for a moment.
The idiot stood up and left the room.
But before the little girl relaxed, after a while, he walked in with a bomb-like thing.
He unscrewed the lid of the bomb and carefully removed the guiding stone inside. Afterwards, he took the measuring cup next to him, poured out some of the liquid in the bomb, and handed the cup to the little girl's side.
"Drink it. This is the resin of the cypress tree. A small amount can be used as a tranquilizer. It greatly reduces the human body senses."
The little girl didn't want to drink the thick liquid. She turned her head away and continued to twist her body to get rid of the itching sensation on her back. Seeing that this girl didn't cooperate, the idiot stretched his hand to open her mouth and poured the liquid in.
Little Jona naturally didn't cooperate very much. Seeing, her tears were about to flow out again. The idiot didn't care, put the measuring cup away, just let her lie down. But after a while, Little Jonah suddenly began to feel something, her twisting body gradually stopped, tilted her head, and felt the terrible itching all over her body just now.
Now, it's not itching anymore?
The girl finally calmed down, maybe because of the sedative, she also felt that all her body was weak, and she couldn't even move a finger.
The idiot didn't care, he sat back on the bed again, lowered his head, and looked at Jonah's arm carefully.
Some small black hairs began to appear on the skin of the rash.
These fine fluffs looked rough, like black dots, intermingled with little Jona's pink skin.
But even if these fluffs are still so small, they can now be observed to be squirming slightly at this moment. As if breathing, absorbing nutrients in the air, trying to grow up.
(This child is over. Human kid, I think this town is also over. We don’t need to stay here anymore? Let’s go, okay?)
The idiot stretched out his hand and gently held the girl's fluffy arm.
In the palm of my hand, I can feel those slight tremors, these fluffs seem to go crazy and want to penetrate these skins more quickly and grow more robustly.
"uncle……?"
Little Jonah no longer itch, she raised her head and looked at the idiot. Now, she looked at this uncle's eyes no longer seemed so scared.
The idiot let go and continued to stare at the little girl condescendingly.
"Uncle Jona, when can I see my mother? Uncle, you let Jona go, OK?"
There was still a slight tremor in the voice.
The idiot continued to look at the girl blankly, silent. It wasn't until a long time, after a long time, that I slowly spit out the sentence "Do you like your mother very much."
Little Jona wanted to nod her head, but under the effect of the sedative, she could not nod her head, she could only smile and said: "Yeah! Mom will protect me! Mom and Dad will both! I love Mom and Dad!"
"……………………………………is it."
The idiot took out more resin and poured it into her before the little girl could react. After she fell asleep again, he turned his head, walked straight out of the isolation room, and left the prison.
(Human kid, what do you want?)
(Darkening, do you think that after I learn the sixth sword, it is possible to win the goddess?)
(Cut, are you kidding? How is this possible? Just rely on human swordsmanship.)
(……………………………,is it.)
(Hey, human boy, what do you want to do? Oh! Do you want to leave? Great! Let's go quickly! Leave this mountain as far as possible!)
(B)
(what?!)
(Since it’s impossible to win after learning, then I don’t need to keep anything. If it’s bread, she will definitely be clamoring when she sees such a scene. Let me help.)
The blood pupil widened suddenly, and Dimie exclaimed even more!
(Hey time! You...what do you want?!)
An Mie asked three times in a row, but the idiot did not answer once. He directly pulled up the cloak on his body and walked towards the small town exit of Dreaming Town. After buying a horse in the stable at the entrance of the town, he rushed into the sunset ahead with a wave of his whip.
Will the nightmare of Mengxuezhen wake up?
At this moment, no one knows.
But in a ruined inn about thirty kilometers away from this town, tonight, some changes are destined to happen.
Because those robbers who are around the campfire around the post, shouting, drinking, and eating meat will never expect that on this sparse star and moon night, there will be a fast horse carrying a person, swiftly, to them. Rush.