Chapter 949 Rotandejili: I am the cancer in your eyes
The Ten-Direction Demon Bandits might just want the Demon Emperor's Tomb in the Nanli Dao Territory, but those sealed exiled immortals...
Mo Cheng doesn't think that prisoners would have any . Most prisoners don't destroy the prison after they are released not because they don't want to, but because they can't.
But if those banished immortals break the seal and come out, it is hard to say how many good pieces of land will be left in [Nanli Daoyu].
It is not impossible to directly turn it into a dead place or a desperate place.
As for whether [Nanli Dao Realm] has the power to resist the banished immortal, Mo Cheng guessed that it was most likely not, otherwise the banished immortal would not have been [sealed] but [killed].
At the same time, this also allowed Mo Cheng to understand the situation of [Nanli Daoyu]. Basically, the army of [Nanli Daoyu] itself was tied up, and the [Shifang Demon Bandits] would most likely have to find a way to solve the problem on their own.
This is really...
It couldn’t be more perfect!
This means that no one will compete with him for monsters.
After knowing the secret of [Nanli Daoyu], Mo Cheng had no intention of leaving. In addition to the group of [Ten Directions Demon Bandits], those sealed exiled immortals could probably bring a lot of experience points.
After telling Mo Cheng the secrets of the [Nanli Dao Realm], Ling Ying stopped talking. After silently bringing Mo Cheng to his room, she turned and left.
At the same time, Mo Cheng, who had not had a good rest for a while, did not continue to spend his energy thinking about the current situation. Instead, he closed his eyes and fell asleep.
…
Late at night, on the sea outside the port, Fantian Jiao looked at the glass bottle in his hand and couldn't help wondering, "Can this thing cause the Yueting defenders to collapse?"
Fantianjiao didn't expect that Gui Yimou had repeatedly said during the day that he would provide support, and the supplies were delivered in just half a day.
As the jade pendant on Fantian Jiao's waist vibrated, Gui Yimou's image appeared and replied, "The plague we mix spreads quickly, has a strong outbreak, and no one can cure it."
"No one can cure it?" Fantian Jiao seemed a little worried about Gui Yimou's judgment. "[Nanli Daoyu] is full of wealthy businessmen. Their assets are like mountains of gold and silver. If they were poured into the sea, they could form a gold and silver island. They have recruited many famous doctors, and even disciples of medical schools are happy to come here."
"It's okay. I've already tested it. I captured hundreds of doctors from the places I conquered and tested them on them. None of them could cure the plague. The deaths were horrific."
"Sixth brother, you and the doctors will become mortal enemies if you do this."
Doctors usually do not participate in the competition among the Hundred Schools of Thought, because no matter which school of thought, or even which dynasty or sect , they will always get injured and encounter difficult and complicated diseases, and at that time, the first person they can think of must be doctors.
Even bandits in the mountains and forests would most likely not make things difficult for a disciple of a doctor. After all, no one knows whether they will have a headache or fever one day.
Not offending the other party is to leave a way out for yourself.
Even among Confucian scholars, there is a saying that "If you can't become a famous prime minister, then become a famous doctor." In the eyes of Confucian scholars, if you can't become a prime minister who can make the country prosperous and secure, then becoming a famous doctor who saves countless lives is also a suitable path.
But not getting involved in the competition does not mean that doctors do not have their own military force, nor does it mean that doctors are not threatened.
Gui Yimou didn't care at all. "It doesn't matter. If I can't cure my plague, what can I do even if the doctors give me trouble?"
Seeing that the other party didn't care about being targeted by the doctor, Fantian Jiao had nothing to say, and just asked, "Then what about my people? If this thing spreads, my men will also be infected."
"The other bottle is the antidote. You can take it before spreading it. But if someone is hit, just kill them and throw them into the Moon Pavilion. It will only be effective if you take it beforehand."
After explaining in detail how to use the plague, Gui Yimou said, "The appearance of the Qilin talent in [Nanli Daoyu] has an unpredictable impact on the situation. Xiaojiu has been injured by him. If you fight him head-on, your chances of winning are slim. We must use some means to trap him in [Yueting] to prevent him from getting out and interfering with my layout."
Then he paused and continued, "Also, after all of [Yue Ting] are infected with the plague, you can deal with the others as you wish. If the Qilin talent is still alive, send him to me."
Now Fantian Jiao understood that his sixth brother was still brooding over the [Yuedan Ping] and was trying his best to prove to the world that Gui Yimou was no weaker than [Wolong], [Fengchu], [Qilin Caizi] and others.
Not only is he not inferior to others, but he also has to prove that Gui Yimou is far stronger than the so-called "Wolong", "Phoenix Cub" and "Qilin Talent".
"Okay, if that Qilin talent can survive, I will have someone send him to you."
As he spoke, Fantian Jiao uncorked the cork of the glass bottle and poured the contents toward the port.
The night is quiet and silent.
The plague is also approaching quietly.
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The next morning, Mo Cheng opened his eyes.
He did not wake up naturally, but was awakened by his own sense of crisis. The feeling told him that danger was approaching.
"You're going to start making trouble so soon?"
Mo Cheng was not surprised to have such a feeling. For him, anything that happened during the war was normal. After all, he had seen a lot of weird things when he was in the [Foreign Land].
Although it is unclear where the sense of crisis comes from, I think it should not be as simple as a large army approaching.
As soon as he walked out of the room, before Mo Cheng could find out what was wrong, Ling Ying rushed over and conveyed some absolutely bad news to Mo Cheng.
"Oh no, now in the city..."
"Plague, huh?" Before Ling Ying could speak, the moment he came into contact with the outside air, Mo Cheng knew where his sense of crisis came from.
"Meet up with the others first and discuss countermeasures."
Mo Cheng followed Ling Ying to meet up with the others, while Mo Cheng's face gradually turned darker as he walked behind.
With the feedback from [Heart-Draining Aura] on the plague spreading in the air, Mo Cheng learned some information.
The plague in the air made the power of [Heart-Draining Aura] stir. Just through the information spread in the air, Mo Cheng could feel that it was a highly contagious plague with a short incubation period and high lethality.
This kind of thing is completely aimed at destroying everything .
Even Mo Cheng, who possessed the [Heart-Devoting Aura], only thought about using the plague but did not actually do it.
It turned out that the [Ten Directions Demon Bandits] were even more useless than Mo Cheng had expected. Others had already done things that he hadn't done yet.
"Use plague. You don't know how to write the word [death], right?!"
Secretly, Mo Cheng has begun searching inside his body for his "fellow countrymen" who came to this world with him and originated from the Earth - viruses and bacteria produced on modern Earth.
"Playing plague? I'm afraid you guys haven't spread it enough!"
