Medical resources are scarce everywhere. There are more than 200,000 people around Hanfeng City, but there are less than 100 people who can provide medical services, and they are very unprofessional.
When ordinary people get sick, they can basically just recite a prayer and then rely on their bodies to carry it. If they can't bear it, they will naturally be dead. This is also an important reason for the low life expectancy.
Johnson is an illusionist, and he disguises himself as another profession when he appears in public. The herbal medicine merchant is welcome wherever he goes, and is not easily suspected. This is his daily identity.
Zhou Qingfeng occupied Cold Wind City, and the dwarf witch doctor Old Borg opened a medical clinic in the city. 'Disease believers' from all over the North came one after another. Because only here, they are not discriminated against.
However, the magical arts that can be provided in the medical center are also very limited, and the main treatment method is herbal medicine.
Zhou Qingfeng promotes public services, with medical care as the focus. Lao Borg feels that Johnson's herbal medicines are quite effective and the price is 'moderate', so he has been purchasing them in large quantities.
Johnson made a lot of money for this. Powell said that he would "make more and more losses the more he worked," but he denied it: "Don't worry, I will leave when I earn enough one thousand gold coins."
"Forget it." Powell didn't believe it. "When you earn enough 1,000 gold coins, you will still want to earn 10,000 gold coins. Then you will not leave."
Johnson didn't listen, and there was nothing Powell could do.
Now the situation in the city seems to be calm, but the supervision is getting tighter and tighter. Mr. Secret Agent feels that there is no point in staying in Cold Wind City, so he might as well go to the Banshee Castle to ask the Long-Legs family for some activity funds.
It's just that the distance between the two cities is more than a hundred kilometers, and it's too hard to travel alone on two legs. For this kind of long-distance journey, you usually pay to join a large caravan, and the caravan provides food, drink, and safety.
But now Coldwind City is blocked and no large caravans can travel.
Powell's idea was to go to Green Valley Town to the west of Cold Wind City. There is Broken Bridge City to the west of Green Valley Town. After arriving at Broken Bridge City, he would then take a detour back to Banshee Castle.
This way of traveling in circles is very common. After all, there are frequent turmoils in other worlds, and trade routes are cut off from time to time. People have long been accustomed to changing roads when one road is blocked.
But when Powell went to the Harmony Chamber of Commerce to inquire about the carriage to Green Valley Town, the steward of the Chamber of Commerce sat behind the counter and said lazily: "There are no carriages to Green Valley Town this week."
"Aren't you a convoy that goes to Green Valley Town twice a week? I want to take a ride." Powell felt strange.
The steward of the Chamber of Commerce was keeping accounts and playing with a calculation tool called an abacus. He still shook his head and said: "During special periods, the fleet has stopped."
"When will it be available?"
"I don't know. You can ask again next week. If you run out of money, I can introduce you to a job." The steward of the Chamber of Commerce looked at Powell's thick figure and asked, "Can you blacksmith?"
Forget about 'blacksmithing', Powell hates this word. It reminds him of his experience as a 'blacksmithing machine' in Harmony Village.
It was a really emotionless job. I had to go to and from get off work on time every day, I had to watch my meals, I was not allowed to drink while working, and I had to complete a certain amount of performance to get paid - it was really a nightmare.
When Powell saw the so-called "workers" wearing uniforms entering the workshop to work every day, it was like seeing a group of walking zombies, and he shuddered.
"No, no, I don't know how to blacksmith." Powell escaped from the Chamber of Commerce and walked on the street, deep in thought.
Green Valley Town is only twenty kilometers away from Cold Wind City. The city's roads have been repaired in the past six months, and it only takes two hours for a four-wheeled carriage to reach it.
Green Valley Town is a traffic artery in the west of the city, and the wine it produces is an important commodity in the North. But the convoy going there actually stopped? This is unreasonable.
After thinking about it, Powell found another way to inquire about the information, and learned that the traffic on the north, south, southeast, and south sides of the city was normal, except for the traffic going to the west. It was Hanfeng City that stopped on its own initiative.
Powell returned to Johnson's new home with a heavy heart. The 'pharmacist' had gone out, and there was only an owl in the house.
This demon pet caught a field mouse from somewhere and played with it as a toy. When one person and one bird met, they shouted at the same time - poor guy/stupid bird.
Sparks flew out.
Powell grinded his teeth in anger and cursed secretly: Don't let me find a chance, otherwise I will break the neck of this bird sooner or later.
Dudu grabbed the vole and fluttered its wings and flew up to the second floor window of the simple house. It stared at Powell below with its two big eyes, "Do you want to kill me? Dream on. I won't give you a chance.
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Bear with it...
"Dudu, where is your master?"
"He went to make money."
"Now all the convoys from the city to the west have stopped. Can you go to Green Valley Town in the west of the city and see what's going on there?"
"Okay. But why should I listen to you? What benefits can you give me?"
The owl's eyes were so big that Powell felt that the other person was staring at his wallet. He was now poorer than Johnson and had no magic gems to feed this familiar.
Seeing that Powell didn't move for a long time, he made a long sound of "Oh..." in his mouth, followed by contempt and ridicule - Hey, a poor guy still wants to instruct others to do work?
If you shout 'poor man' all day long, I'll fight you damn hard!
Powell couldn't bear it any longer and became furious. He quickly rushed to the window on the second floor of the house and reached out to catch the abominable owl.
Agents are a variant of thieves, and their speed and movements are extremely fast.
But Dudu had already been on guard against the opponent. As soon as he dropped the dead vole under his paws, he fluttered his wings and flew into the sky. As he flew, he didn't forget to shout "poor man" in a loud voice, which made Powell's lungs so angry that he almost exploded.
He was angry, but he still had to face the current situation. Powell sat at the door of his simple new house, thinking in distress about what he should do.
There must be something wrong with the blockade of the road to the west. Either there are troops coming from Broken Bridge City, or Cold Wind City has taken the initiative to send troops to attack.
But so what if you know?
In Hanfeng City, houses can be built quickly, roads can be repaired quickly, people can be gathered quickly, and everything can be done quickly. Powell has long experienced Victor Hugo's ability to act quickly.
It was also a war, and other nobles could not go out without several months of mobilization. The spies knew the situation and had enough time to deliver the news.
Even if they knew that Cold Wind City was going to take action, their opponents would not be able to react.
The Allard family suffered this loss and slowly gathered people, thinking that Victor Hugo was like them. As a result, the entire family was taken away in one wave, not even the scum was left behind.
Against such an enemy, other families in the North are as slow as snails.
Before nightfall, Johnson came back and laid his head on his master's head. Powell said feebly: "The city of Broken Bridge to the west is in danger."
Surprisingly, the illusionist nodded and replied calmly: "I already know.
Victor Hugo led troops to raid Broken Bridge City. More than a hundred cavalry, 500 heavy infantry, and more than 300 logistics carriages. All the troops in the city went into battle."
Powell was even more surprised, "How do you know so clearly?"
"Because this matter has not been covered up at all. I heard the old Borg from the medical center say that this is to bully the opponent into moving slowly, concentrate all the troops in a short time to launch a surprise attack, and win before the enemy can react."
Johnson scratched his head in annoyance, "I just sold a batch of herbal medicine to the Harmony Chamber of Commerce. Rubio from the Chamber of Commerce also praised me as a 'model supporter of the army' and wanted to hang a sign on me as a mark of recognition."