Chapter 493 Disease
"A new type of disease is spreading rapidly in the Federation... All medical personnel have done their best... All planets, cities, and mining areas have begun martial law..."
Inside the metal hall.
Smith and others watched the young speaker's speech without blinking.
"It's called 'dust disease'. The cause of the disease is unknown. It attacks very quickly and can kill a healthy adult within a day... The onset of 'dust disease' is marked by the appearance of a large number of unknown gray spots on the hands or feet. It quickly enters the acute stage from the initial stage, perhaps only a few hours... When the gray covers a certain area, the flesh and blood tissue in that area will necrotize and split, turning into real dust and ashes... Even amputation cannot stop the spread of the disease... The Federation's Force practitioners are also helpless and they are also sick..."
Inside the screen, 'Fang Xian' tells the story slowly and leisurely.
Smith frowned. "Do you think... this is clearly a speech against disease, but the Speaker 's introduction and description of 'dust disease' is a little too detailed. Shouldn't this be the job of the medical officer?"
"It's a bit strange..."
Vivian wanted to continue watching, but found that the screen suddenly turned black, as if something had gone wrong.
"Hey, look what I found..."
Dunjun made a sound from a corner.
Smith and Vivian walked over and saw a tattered space suit in the dust. The manufacturing process should be quite advanced. Even after a long period of erosion, some outlines .
There is also a lot of dust in and around the clothes.
"If it were before, I would have thought that this was a discarded set of clothes, but now it seems that its owner is here... died of dust disease and turned into ashes..."
Smith Road.
After searching, they found a few more pieces of tattered clothes, and their expressions became more solemn.
Dust disease!
This seemed to be the culprit that led to the destruction of a prehistoric civilization, and it weighed on their hearts like a towering mountain.
"When we came in, we didn't take adequate protective measures."
Smith said suddenly .
"I think... after such a long time, any germs should have died out, right?" Vivian was startled, then answered uncertainly.
"Prehistoric civilizations also had extraordinary people, but even they were helpless against this disease. It may not be a disease in the ordinary sense."
Smith shook his head.
Unfortunately, their subsequent searches were fruitless.
The passages leading to some important places had thick metal gates that could not be opened no matter how hard they tried.
Naturally, space spells and the like cannot be used in this world.
"We are running out of food and energy. Let's go out first..."
Smith and the other two met and made a decision: "We have found the location where the spacecraft crashed. We can continue exploring in the future..."
Dun Jun had no objection and followed the two out of the spaceship.
Staying in this kind of metal-style building always makes him feel depressed.
Climbing out of the passage, the scarlet moonlight fell.
Dun Jun subconsciously raised his hand to cover his eyes: "The dazzling light..."
His eyes wandered and fell on his right hand. His expression suddenly changed: "This... this is..."
At the fingertips of his right hand, some dense, gray spots suddenly appeared!
Dunjun suddenly felt dizzy.
Dust disease!
The terminal disease of prehistoric civilization!
The demon that no extraordinary human being can escape from has entangled him!
"What?"
Smith and Vivian looked at this scene with changing expressions.
If this is the case, doesn't that mean they might also be infected?
Smith subconsciously raised his hand and found a hint of gray at the position of his left little finger.
His pupils shrank into pinholes in an instant.
…
The triangular red moon is offset to the west, and it is night in this world.
Near the hill, a ball of fire was burning, roasting a monster on it.
Three people sat around, and no one had the appetite to eat.
Dust sickness did catch them, and it set in quickly.
At this time, Shield Jun was in the most serious condition, the gray color had spread to his shoulders and was invading his chest.
He was beginning to lose the feeling of his palms.
Perhaps, it won’t be long before the whole person turns into ashes.
Even the power of Iron Skin and Petrifying Eyes could not stop the spread of the disease.
The same thing happened to Smith and Vivian. They tried various methods and chanted various spells, but nothing worked at all.
"Are we going to die?"
Dun Jun murmured, "It's better to die in the outside world than to bring this virus back to the city and destroy humanity..."
Smith and Vivian looked at each other.
They have not yet despaired or become hysterical, because they still have faith and a final trump card.
"Pray."
"Pray to our gods."
"For illnesses that mortals cannot cure, the gods must have a way..."
Smith spoke up.
Not long after, the voices of three people praying rang out: "Lord of the Alchemists, Controller of the Power of Calamity, God of Immortality... Your believers are begging you to listen to the call of your believers!"
The ups and downs of the sound echoed across the wilderness.
Not long after, Dun Jun felt dizzy.
The next moment, he found himself in a dream, standing on a huge square.
In the eternal light, a pair of extremely huge, indescribable eyes opened and looked down indifferently.
"Is this... the true body of the immortal god?"
Dun Jun was extremely surprised. This might be the first time he saw part of the face of a god while he was awake.
The huge eye seemed to move, but also seemed not to move.
But the pure white light around them swept down in unison, like a waterfall of light, enveloping the three of them.
A trace of gray aura spread out from Dun Jun's hand and was quickly dissipated.
"Praise the Lord!"
The excited and excited voices of Smith and Vivian came.
"It was the Immortal God who cured me?"
Dun Jun looked at his hands and quickly imitated Smith to express his gratitude.
…
"Very dangerous stuff."
Beneath the abyss, Fang Xian opened his eyes.
Due to the strength of the seal, he did not monitor his believers all the time, and now it seemed that they were almost wiped out.
Fortunately, as long as they call, they will know immediately and some power will be sent down through the dreamland to provide rescue.
"Tell me, what happened?"
These words turned into a terrifying thought that swept across the dreamland.
Smith and others felt a terrible sound falling. Just listening to it made their whole bodies tremble and almost go crazy.
However, they did understand the spirit's meaning from the voice, and quickly recounted the entire process of their exploration, and even constructed a holographic image with their minds.
