Chapter 524: Plague breaks out in the capital, and it must be brought under control immediately

Chapter 524: Plague breaks out in the capital, and it must be brought under control immediately

Speaking of the stable capital city, the vegetable market is extremely busy as usual in the morning.

The young woman was selecting beef to make soup when she suddenly felt unwell, fell to the ground, convulsed and foamed at the mouth. The surrounding civilians were so frightened that they quickly moved away from the stall.

Everyone in the market was filled with panic, and some even complained: "Come on, we're all going to be quarantined. A notice was posted in the market yesterday saying there might be an epidemic during this period. Well, we can't do business. Poor top-quality yellow-fat cattle that I slaughtered this morning..."

"Dad Peak, we suffered a lot of losses this time. The empire will compensate us vendors for our losses, but you are selling beef, and that subsidy is not enough. I have these baskets of vegetables, so I am not losing money at all, and I may even make a profit..."

Alas! Just consider yourself unlucky. You can’t process 200 kilograms of meat, and you will definitely lose all your money. There is such a patient. All the food in the vegetable market is destroyed and the control is very strict…”

Life under epidemic martial law: the balance between livelihood and control…

In this seemingly normal yet crisis-ridden world, ordinary people encountered the most severe temporary martial law due to the plague.

This move was like a huge rock thrown into a calm lake, instantly stirring up a thousand waves in society and causing people's lives to fall into two completely different states:

Some are happy, some are sad, and the root cause behind this is the most fundamental livelihood issue.

For those who have a well-off family background, sufficient material reserves and do not have to worry about food and clothing, martial law may be an effective way to ensure safety.

They can stay in their own homes safely, away from any possible plague threats from the outside world.

For ordinary people who rely on daily labor and small business to make a living, martial law is undoubtedly a disaster.

Street vendors, who used to earn a meager income by selling fresh fruits and vegetables or small handicrafts in the wet market every day, are now trapped at home, watching their family’s source of income being cut off.

Then, guards and magicians arrived at the scene, and the scene was filled with a tense sense of order.

Although the guards did not announce the decree loudly, their majestic aura seemed to have conveyed the order to the people.

Surprisingly, most people did not panic, but followed the quarantine site in an orderly manner.

On the one hand, this is due to the country's effective organization and the good quality of its people, but on the other hand, it also reflects the people's trust in the country.

After all, the country has made a commitment to prepare food, drink, beds and other daily necessities for the quarantined people, so that they do not have to worry about basic living security.

Soon, the vegetable market that was once bustling and full of life became empty.

In the past, this was the vibrant center of the city, with people constantly flowing and vendors shouting their wares. The stalls were filled with all kinds of fresh vegetables and fruits, meat and seafood, and a wide variety of daily necessities.

Now, all the goods have been taken away, and then the staff have begun to completely destroy the vegetable market.

Although this measure was intended to control the spread of the plague, it is undeniable that it did have a profound impact on people's lifestyles.

Housewives who were used to going to the vegetable market every day to pick out fresh ingredients suddenly found themselves having to rely on limited supplies at home, and the rhythm of their lives was completely disrupted.

At the temporary quarantine site, a female patient who fainted in the vegetable market was diagnosed with the plague. Fortunately, because the country had made certain preparations in advance to deal with the plague, there were ready-made drugs available.

With the careful care of medical staff, her condition stabilized by noon. This case brought a glimmer of hope to this tense battle against the epidemic.

The subsequent control measures will be more stringent. If one person falls ill, the whole family will be quarantined, and no one is allowed to run around without reason.

This seemingly strict and even somewhat inhumane measure played a huge role in preventing and controlling the plague. In an instant, the entire capital was effectively controlled.

The original hustle and bustle of the streets disappeared, leaving only the guards and the patrolling figures of the Magic Association. However, the Magic Association and the Imperial Guards began to check on the non-resident merchants and travelers, and this move made the capital seem to be shrouded in a shadow, which made people panic.

Merchants from other places originally came for business, and travelers came to experience the customs and culture of the capital, but they were suddenly trapped in this strange and tense city.

For them, the future is full of uncertainty, and the residents of the capital also feel the deeper threat posed by the plague in this tense atmosphere of investigation.

The entire capital city was under martial law and control, and fell into a state of both order and repression. People were waiting for the shadow of the plague to dissipate as soon as possible so that life could return to normal.

The wizards of Magic Island disguised themselves as civilians on official business and quickly sent people from the Magic Association to Sheldon Castle for help, which made the Magic Association feel much more at ease.

Having their main team from Magic Island specifically hunt down the Dark Priest is a very appropriate move now. The Magic Association has more manpower to control the spread of the plague in the capital and carry out various investigations.

By the evening, the number of plague patients had reached fifty. Fortunately, they were properly isolated, otherwise the consequences would be disastrous.

At this time, there were two patients even in the palace. It felt that the means by which the Dark Priest spread the plague was enough to threaten the safety of the king. This might be a warning, so the people in the court were in a panic.

This clearly shows that it is not a problem for the dark priest to enter the palace and assassinate...

The letter was delivered to Kabaeva at noon. It was directly accessible via the teleportation array in the capital, so the response was timely. The woman in the vegetable market was able to confirm that she had received the letter from the magician Witeta at the same time.

It would take an entire afternoon to dismantle the dark element detector, so the Magic Association had to prepare the formation materials, necessary formation masters, and some hard labor soldiers, in order to race against time to resolve the chaos in the capital.

Afterwards, the magicians here took quick action. They each cast a spell, some chanted incantations, some waved their wands. For a moment, the light flashed, the magic power overflowed, and the whole scene seemed extremely busy and lively.

At the same time, the members of the Magic Association were happily returning home. They were filled with anticipation and excitement as they had new tasks in mind, and they could not wait to pass on these important instructions and start a series of related work.

On the other side, Kashin came to his grandfather. He looked at the weathered old man in front of him affectionately, his eyes full of concern. Kashin said softly:

"Grandpa, I'm going to be away for a while, please don't overwork yourself."

Then, he turned to look at Emily, who was well-behaved and sensible, and solemnly instructed:

"Emily, please take good care of Grandpa Nick. Try to worry as little as possible about the things in the blacksmith shop. Grandpa just needs to rest and recuperate."

Emily nodded vigorously, indicating that she would do her best to take good care of Grandpa Nick.

After making the arrangements, Cashen immediately went to visit Rupert, who was sick in bed due to guilt.

When he walked into the room, he saw Rupert's haggard and listless appearance, and he felt sad.

Kashin walked to the bedside and sat down, gently holding Rupert's hand and comforting him: "Friend, don't be so depressed anymore, cheer up! We still have many important things to do."

After some patient persuasion, Rupert finally raised his head slowly, and a hint of life gradually returned to his eyes. Kashin continued to strike while the iron was hot:

"Next, I hope you can represent us to go to a more distant country and buy 20,000 slaves to expand our population here. Remember, give priority to women." Rupert was stunned when he heard this task, but then he felt Kashin's unreserved trust in him, and his eyes suddenly became moist.

Kashin looked at Rupert's moved expression, smiled, patted his shoulder and said:

"Being kind is never a mistake. Even if there were no refugees, this disaster might still have happened. So, you don't have to blame yourself too much for this. After all, the enemy's conspiracy is really hard to guard against!"

After saying this, Kashin stood up and prepared to leave, leaving Rupert alone to think about his words and the responsibility he was about to shoulder...