Volume 1, Chapter 195: The True Face of the God of Plague
The old woman first took Shen Feng's group to the shack in the woods. She found that almost all the people present were children, and there was only one adult man. He was leaning on the ground with a look of despair on his face. Apparently he was already lying flat.
The old woman explained to Shen Feng: "Originally, there were dozens of people in our village who survived, and we all lived together as a group. But as a result, the plague god came, and no one dared to go near the river to drink water. We can only collect rainwater, and we don’t dare to drink river water. Most of the adults died in search of food, and we are the only ones left, old and weak.”
When Shen Feng saw a group of children here looking at him eagerly, he couldn't help but feel soft and said to Cai He: "Take these children to the camp to eat. If there are suitable clothes, remember to find some for them." Put it on."
Nowadays, these dozen or so people living in the woods are covered in dirty rags. It is obvious that they have not been washed for a long time. However, if you think about it carefully, they can't even guarantee the water they can drink. What clothes to wash?
Shen Feng took more than a hundred people to the village where the old woman lived. He relied on superior firepower to eliminate the zombies in the village. Finally, he found the well in the village. Shen Feng carefully observed it and determined that the water in the well was not contaminated. , now that we have a water source, the problem of cooking has been solved.
After eliminating the zombies in the village, it was already dark at this time. Shen Feng entered a house, lit candles, and began to ask about the plague god by the river.
"Old man, what exactly is the God of Plague you are talking about?" Shen Feng asked first.
Unexpectedly, Ke Yiming interrupted at this time: "The God of Plague, it must be the plague. Many ignorant people call infectious diseases such as the plague the God of Plague. This is very common."
"No, no, the god of plague I'm talking about is the bug in the river, that's the god of plague." The old woman explained quickly.
Chu Chaoyan couldn't help but ridicule Ke Yiming's ignorance: "Don't pretend to understand. I saw it by the river. There were a lot of bugs on the ground at that time. The so-called plague god must be some kind of parasite." !It’s probably a roundworm, tapeworm or something. Maybe it’s a locust!”
The old woman nodded and explained: "That's true. After being possessed by the god of plague, both humans and animals will have enlarged bellies and it will be as if all the blood on their bodies has been sucked away. Even if they are ten The belly of a pregnant woman who is pregnant in the first month of pregnancy is not that big. After a few days, the sick person will go to the river, and eventually a big hole will be opened in the belly, and all the bugs inside will come out and go into the water."
"Eh, it's so disgusting." Chu Chaoyan couldn't help feeling nauseated after hearing this description.
At this time, Shen Feng stared at Chu Chaoyan's belly and began to look at it. While looking at it, he said: "If you are sick, wouldn't you be able to see your big belly?"
"Fuck you, you're the one with a big belly." Chu Chaoyan punched Shen Feng hard on the shoulder.
At this time, the old woman's eyes gradually showed a look of reminiscence, and she frowned and said: "God of Plague, I remember seeing it when I was a child. At that time, the whole village, regardless of men, women, old and young, were walking on the street with big bellies. Go on, no matter how much you eat, you will never gain weight, your belly will only get bigger and bigger. Even cattle and sheep have big bellies. Sometimes you can even see the blood vessels on the belly. If you poke it with a stick, you may poke it. break."
When Shen Feng heard this description, he couldn't help but frown a little. He remembered that he seemed to have heard of such a thing.
Ke Yiming was a little curious and quickly asked: "What happened next? What happened next? Didn't you take good care of yourself?"
The old woman was silent for a long time, frowning as she recalled what happened when she was a child, because it had been a long time and she couldn't remember it clearly, but she still relied on the events in her memory to speak out: "Later, everyone went to fill in the ditch together. , we went to pick up snails together, and the plague was eliminated."
The old man's memory is obviously not very good. Now when he recalls what happened when he was a child, he can't give a general idea. This makes everyone present speechless. This is all nonsense with no preface and follow-up. How can the god of plague be eliminated by picking up snails? of?
"Pah!" Shen Feng slapped his thigh and said excitedly: "I remembered, I know what was in the river. It's not a locust, it's a schistosomiasis, a parasite that lives on the liver, but it seems like it was a long time ago. It was wiped out.”
"Oh, yes, yes, that's it. The leader originally called this thing the god of plague, so many people called it that." The old woman was reminded by Shen Feng, and she also remembered that schistosomiasis was indeed once called the god of plague. thing.
Chu Chaoyan remembered something and said to himself: "There are thousands of willow trees in the spring breeze, and the 600 million divine states are all covered by Shun Yao."
Ke Yiming carried Shen Feng's biological illustrated book with him and began to read through it by candlelight. Finally, he found the knowledge about schistosomiasis in the illustrated book. He couldn't help but frowned and asked: "But the illustrated book says that schistosomiasis is transmitted through cercariae, and the adult worms seem to be transmitted through cercariae." It won’t spread, it will only produce eggs and be excreted in the feces. Doesn’t this seem wrong?”
Shen Feng took the illustration and looked at it carefully, frowned and said, "That's true. It stands to reason that as long as the snails are caught and there is no intermediate host, the schistosomiasis will not cause widespread infection. But now the adult worms are actively attacking humans and animals. , doesn’t it mean that the schistosomiasis has also mutated?”
Chu Chaoyan quickly asked: "Should we eliminate these schistosomiasis?"
"Come on, it's impossible. How can it be so easy to eliminate the mutated schistosomiasis?" Shen Feng rejected Chu Chaoyan's proposal at that time, "Let's go back to the camp to cook and hurry up. It’s been a whole day and I’m starving to death.”
After finishing speaking, Shen Feng stood up and prepared to leave the village, and the rest of the people quickly followed.
When Chu Chaoyan saw Shen Feng like this, he couldn't help but said: "I thought you were asking for information about the God of Plague to punish evil and promote good, but I didn't expect you to be so bad."
Shen Feng ignored Chu Chaoyan and left the village. At this time, Yang Chang began to explain: "Miss Chu, it is not that easy to eliminate schistosomiasis! The distribution range of schistosomiasis is the middle and lower reaches of the Yangtze River, in more than a dozen provinces. , How many people do we have? At first, several southern provinces mobilized to eliminate schistosomiasis. Now we neither know the intermediate host of schistosomiasis nor the distribution range of schistosomiasis, so how can we eliminate it?"
"But, won't schistosomiasis harm the world in the future? Is it really okay for us to just sit back and ignore it?" Chu Chaoyan still couldn't bear it. She thought of the place where the schistosomiasis was, and there were all men, women, and children with big bellies, and she felt bad in her heart. .
"Then what should we do? We still have to go to Yanjing. If we are delayed, Yanjing may be more dangerous. There are 10 million people over there!" Yang Chang said helplessly.
In fact, Yang Chang wanted to say that it was none of our business, but after thinking about it carefully, this sentence seemed a bit excessive, so he decided to put the overall situation first to persuade Chu Chaoyan.
Chu Chaoyan's belief suddenly wavered at this time. She thought that if everyone unites as one, there is nothing they can't do. As long as the zombies entrenched on the land are eliminated, the world will be peaceful in the future. At most, a group of mutant beasts will be killed.
, there will be no more danger in the future. However, at this time, Chu Chaoyan found that she would face an enemy that she could not defeat. This sense of despair made her doubt whether the peaceful life before would never come back again?
"The zombies have been eliminated, but there are mutated beasts. If the mutated beasts are eliminated, and there is still the plague god, has the end of mankind really come?" Chu Chaoyan was confused.
Before, Chu Chaoyan firmly believed that the peaceful years would come back no matter what time she was. But after she learned more news, she suddenly had a premonition that the peaceful years in the world had actually gone forever.
Well, we will never see peace in the world again in our lifetime.
After returning to the camp, Shen Feng picked up a bowl of rice and started to wolf down it. He was a superpower, so he needed a lot of energy every day. His food intake was two or three times that of ordinary people. After being hungry for a whole day, Shen Feng
Feng couldn't hold it any longer.
As for the side dishes, there are a few pieces of braised crocodile meat and more only sauerkraut. Nowadays, everyone can only eat these monotonous foods, but it is no problem to fill up the stomach.
The group of children in the woods were all devouring their meals. They had put on some loose clothes and looked much cleaner. There were also smiles on these children's faces.
Among them, the one with the ugliest eating appearance was an adult man lying in the woods. He looked to be in his thirties. When he ate, he looked like a starving ghost reincarnated. He opened his mouth and started to eat without caring about his appearance.
, his cheeks were bulging, and it was difficult to swallow, making people wonder if he would choke to death while eating.
Shen Feng couldn't help but said to the old woman: "Brother over there, why don't you give me some advice? Don't be so aggressive when eating. There is enough food to eat."
"Don't worry about this guy. He's a quack. It's better to choke to death than starve to death." The old woman replied in a nonchalant manner. She didn't seem to have a good impression of the only surviving young man in the village, so she directly called him a quack.
, there is no good color on the face either.
The quack doctor seemed to have heard Shen Feng's conversation here. He struggled to swallow the rice in his mouth and said: "Why are you pretending to be polite? Only what is eaten in the stomach is real. It is rare to have a full meal. Next
You may not have this opportunity once, and you only have to eat once."
As someone once said, everything is fake. If you eat pancakes, rolls, sauce, and meat into your stomach, it is real. Even if you die, you will still have some oil and water in your stomach, so you will not look like a starving mouse.
"Why do you say that? It seems that there will never be enough time to eat in the future. Is it too exaggerated?" Shen Feng was a little confused and asked directly.
The quack doctor lazily replied while eating at this time: "You must be leaving. I heard that you are going to fight, and it is impossible for us to follow you. So, it will be difficult for us people to survive in the future."
, it is impossible for a group of children to work, so in the long run, the chance of having enough to eat will be gone!"
When Shen Feng heard this, he suddenly felt a little ridiculous, and couldn't help but said: "You are in good health, and you are young and strong. Even if you work by yourself, you can support yourself, right? Now it seems that you are just lazy and lazy. In the village The rest of the adults died in search of food and water, and as for you, your life till now is nothing more than greed for life and fear of death."
The quack doctor was not angry either. Even if he was ridiculed by Shen Feng, he still insisted on his opinion: "Actually, hard work is useless. People nowadays are not as good as the previous generation. Just like me, no matter how hard I try, it is useless." It is impossible to surpass those who have gone before. In this case, efforts are just a futile struggle. It would be better to lie flat."
At this time, the old woman advised Shen Feng, "Young man, don't worry about this loser. Even if he surpasses his predecessor, he is still a quack. If you don't believe it, let me tell you."
Shen Feng saw that he was idle now, so he said, "I would like to hear the details."
The old woman then began to tell. This is a long-standing story. The skill of quack medicine itself is inherited from family, and as a result, each generation is not as good as the last.
The first generation of quack doctors treated headaches at the head and foot pains at the feet. Although they could not cure the disease, they had some effect.
The second generation of quack doctors treats headaches and facial problems. As long as there is no sign of any illness, everything will be fine.
The third generation of quack doctors has chosen the path of treating a headache with a mouth, and treating a pain with the mouth. As long as the patient is speechless, they can whitewash their appearance.
As for the quack doctor who is now devouring rice, he is the fourth generation. He has not been able to pass the medical qualification certificate, so he can only wander around the village.
"Looking at his appearance, there will be no future generation. A quack doctor is a quack doctor!" the old woman finally said.
When Shen Feng heard this, he frowned and didn't know what to say, because this matter seemed to be beyond his imagination. For generations, quack doctors have been doing this, so this is also a strange news.
However, Chu Chaoyan, who was standing by, seemed to have heard something strange. He took out his notebook and started recording it. He was obviously planning to spread this incident because it was too ironic.
Shen Feng thought for a while, there were only a dozen people here now, and he definitely couldn't take them away, so he said directly: "Old man, thank you for reminding me before. When we set off tomorrow, we will leave you three hundred A kilogram of cornmeal is enough for you to eat for a while. From now on, you can either farm in the village or find a way to go to the city. In short, you should find a way to survive."
"Thank you so much, young man." The old woman quickly thanked Shen Feng. At this time, Shen Feng could leave some rations for them, which was already a life-saving act. This chapter has been completed!
