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Chapter 362 News from the Frontline

The situation on the front line is even more serious than what Logan said. After a long period of fighting and armed confrontation, it was constantly attacked and injured by artillery fire and poisonous gas. The resistance of the front line soldiers in a fatigued state has greatly decreased, and they soon became "prisoners of war" for this epidemic. Fortunately, the army is more organized and the patients can be taken care of better, but if this continues, the combat effectiveness of the troops will drop sharply, and the possibility of launching an offensive is constantly decreasing.

The troops were greatly affected, and the situation near the war zone was even more serious. The battlefield blockade seriously affected the transportation of medicines and daily necessities, and the supplies that patients could use were greatly limited, making it even more difficult to recover from the disease.

"I heard that this kind of cold is everywhere, including the United States on the other side of the ocean." Logan pointed to Zhao Mai again and said, "It is said that your hometown has also been affected by it. It's just that I have been floating on the water for a long time, and the situation there is not easy to find out."

Zhao Mai took a deep breath and then slowly vomited it out. Now that the domestic war on protecting the law has just ended, Zhang Zuolin has become the "King of Northeast China". The next period of warlords fighting and suffering from life will be a period of warlords.

Lu Xun just sighed that "Studying medicine cannot save China". What should he do when he goes back? Although he is passionate and hopes to contribute to make changes, the changes he makes will definitely affect the things that follow. What will happen if he is accidentally "changed" himself? As long as he is abroad, only he is abroad, the old man can ensure that Zhao Mai's relatives still have the past life trajectory and will not be affected too much by retrospectively.

Looking at Zhao Mai sighing, Tolkien could understand the pain in his heart. He clearly had magical power and the ability to heal diseases, but he could only live overseas. It seems that Mike didn't mean to talk in depth, but Tolkien made up his mind to find an opportunity to have a good chat with him.

"But they will eventually decide the winner." Logan stretched hard, and his words pulled the two of them back to reality: "Only by deciding the winner can the war end, and it is like this every time. Unless this cold can kill everyone... But in that case, the winner will be decided, and the disease will become the winner."

Tolkien's heart burst. He heard the meaning of Logan's words, and asked with a trembling voice: "Logan, do you think this disease will end the world war?"

"I can't say this. I only know that I can charge with a gun or kill people with my claws, and I can't even command the battlefield, let alone judge the overall situation of the battlefield." Logan said: "I just read the newspapers for the past few days and are drawing new recruits. I guess the battlefield on the Western Front will have to fight, but I guess the power of Germany and Austria will be exhausted soon. The population of the Allies is still too small, and once I get sick, it will be even smaller."

Tolkien nodded and murmured to himself: "The matter of war is decided on the battlefield." But he stood up and said to the two people: "You sit for a while, I'll write a letter and ask how to improve the prescription and materials."

"Prescription? What kind of prescription?" Logan was not clear about the situation here.

"The drug I made for treating colds has not been tested on a large scale, but the effect should be." Zhao Mai said to Logan: "We are not like you. You will not get sick at all and you will never die."

"Believe me, this feeling of not getting sick or dying is not very good." Logan was free and easy and said to Tolkien: "I am penniless again. You will definitely not object to staying with you for a while, right?"

Tolkien's house is not big and there are not enough rooms, but there will always be Logan's residence. Especially after he and Mrs. Valen shared a room, the problem was solved. Zhao Mai prefers to live in the car, and he can have a good sleep by laying a blanket in the back seat. The inside of the car is a pure natural force environment, which is much better than the situation where bacteria are floating everywhere outside.

His own physical fitness can ignore this cold, but Dogian and Aduo both got sick. With the help of Zhao Mai's spell, the two recovered quickly, but were infected again. They were from other worlds and were not resistant to the disease in this world. It took a difficult process to adapt. So after treating them again, Zhao Mai asked them to live in the car and isolate them from the surrounding environment.

Dumbledore's reply arrived soon. He hoped that the two of them would return to school as soon as possible after handling the matter at home. The principal had been angry about the fact that they had left privately. If they could not come back before the exam, it would be impossible to enter the school. Since he had to take care of all the cram schools, he could not leave Hogwarts. For safety reasons, he did not recommend taking the patient to him, so as not to be attacked by a cold.

Suixin also has an address, a goblin merchant living in London, who can buy all kinds of goods, and even some "banned items" that the Ministry of Magic prohibits trading. The prices are more expensive, but when the Ministry of Magic closed all entrances and exits, there was no other choice.

Zhao Mai is very interested in this place, and he is the inventor of Spanish flu agents, so he naturally has to go there. Oxford is not far from London, and driving for a few hours is enough, especially this car is still a product of the 21st century.

"The wizard's shop? I'm not interested at all." Logan was holding a piece of cigar in his hand, holding a flower hoe in his hand. Ms. Valen lived not too far from the Tolkien's house, and there was a large area of ​​roses in her yard. "I stayed in Oxford, and it was quite comfortable to live here."

Tolkien thought about it and decided not to go: "Edise is in good health, so I will take care of her for a while. I have told her about the magic school. I will spend more time with her during the days before the exam. Mike, you can only go alone."

"I'm not alone, there are Ado and Dogian." As soon as I finished speaking, the cries of reserved grain came from outside the door. Wangwangwang seemed very dissatisfied. "Silly dog, no matter how smart you are, you are just a dog, so don't compete with Ado, Dogian for the quota of people."

The screams did not stop. Zhao Mai felt something was wrong and immediately pushed the door out. The reserved grain ran to him, raised his head and looked up. Looking along with its gaze, Tolkien's gray night owl flew crookedly in the sky, and his state was obviously wrong. With the help of the spiritual supernatural powers, he could see that there were signs of being blown and burned on it. Many feathers were gone, and the wound was exposed to the air. The night owl tried to maintain balance and tried his best to glide in the direction of its owner.

Zhao Mai twisted his body and turned into a qi element. He flew into the air with a whirlwind. He stuck out his tongue and scratched his ears with his hind paws, looking very proud.
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