Chapter 533 Plague Bed

William stared at the tower that was only visible in the darkness, and he began to think about something in his heart.

One thing he is sure of is that if the city lord is still alive, his strength will be absolutely terrifying, and he may even reach the regular baseline of a circus chief.

After all, the other party is a figure from ancient times. He was personally recognized by the Lord of the Cancer Palace by killing the Cancer Knight, not to mention that he is inextricably linked to the moon.

Even if it has been decadent for so many years, it will not get any weaker.

 In William's opinion, the tower is not accessible for the time being, otherwise the people who have not yet gone to the abyss may be lost.

“Keith, has this city lord never left the tower since the moon broke?”

“Anyway, from the time I was born to now, I have never seen the city lord, and the rumors are the same... The destruction of the moon completely extinguished the fire in the city lord’s heart, and sealed himself in the Dark Moon Tower forever.

There is also a rumor that the city lord participated in that war and killed many invaders. Due to his injuries, he stayed in the tower to rest for many years.

With the fall of the moon, the city lord wanted to create a new moon by his own power, but so far he has been unable to do so because the rules of the old world have been blocked and new things cannot be born.

Similarly, the city lord became increasingly depressed and did not care about worldly affairs. "

"Um."

William also contacted the guy who was hiding in his body and had not dared to speak since entering the city.

　　　『Little Grape, is your plague sensor in this tower? 』

　　　No...this tower is no longer on the left side.

It should be a more conspicuous place. After all, even if I am completely hidden now, I can still have a strong feeling. 』

 After getting the answer from Little Putao, William breathed a sigh of relief. As long as it was not about this high tower, it was easy to talk about anything.

“Keith, I seem to smell a very strong smell of plague, and it seems to be coming from the left side.”

"Ah! You can smell all this? As expected of the boss, the stone used in the [Plague-bed] is second only to the tower, and it is basically completely enclosed. Logically speaking, you shouldn't smell any smell. "

“[Plague Bed]?”

“Yes...because the city lord has sealed himself in the tower and does not care about worldly affairs.

 The Rat City slowly became chaotic. With no one to manage it, the adjutant of the original city lord stepped forward.

He believes that the old world after the war is about to undergo fusion, and various resources will become more and more precious. Moreover, the Cancer Palace itself has been severely damaged, and there is no way to worry about this remote rat city.

· If you want to survive in the world after the war, you must make changes. Therefore, the "Proliferation and Plague Code" was promulgated in an attempt to create a plague city that is self-sufficient and has a certain strength.

The Plague Bed is the core building in this transformation. It was built by the adjutant himself and is also his own fortress.

 Specially used for the research and development of plague. Any ratman in the Rat City who shows potential in "infectious diseases" will be brought there.

 The so-called ‘potential’ is not just those who are gifted in disease infection,

 Every month, a quarantine officer will collect blood samples from each household. If new infectious species are found in the blood, they will be removed directly.

 There is a very small probability that this rat will become a quarantine officer.

 Most of the time, the chosen guy will never be seen.

It is also because of the existence of plague beds that plague rains fall on Rat City every day and high walls made of corpses are built. Even if someone comes to Rat City with the idea of ​​​​mining, they will eventually leave because they cannot bear the plague. "

William asked with some confusion:

"Even if the entire city's ecology, governance, and other factors have changed... the city lord of the Dark Moon Tower still has no movement? Not even a verbal instruction?"

"No."

“Okay, can we go to the so-called [Plague Bed] to have a look?”

“This… is not good~ I just said that once the rats are selected by the Plague Bed, they basically never return, and it is an important area second only to the Dark Moon Tower.

 There is nothing I can do about my current relationship..."

 Seeing Keith's expression of embarrassment, William was no longer embarrassed and patted the other person's shoulder gently, "Okay, then we won't go! That's the end of today's guidance. Go back and we'll stay at your house tonight."

“No problem, but the environmental conditions of my home are relatively poor. A big shot like you, boss, may not be used to living there.”

"It's okay. When I was young, I had no one I could trust. On the contrary, the rats in the dark corners could become friends with me, and I would sometimes sleep with them."

  【Civil Area】

 There is a hole covered with wooden boards every ten meters on the roadside near the city wall.

　　Open one of the tunnel planks and go down the damp and dark passage to the home of the white mouse Keith, or it may be more appropriately described as a rat's nest.

  Oval space structure, the height is only 2m, and the space is only about 30 square meters.

What William didn't expect was that there was another white-haired mouse living down here, wearing a neater white skirt with embroidered patches. It was cleaner than most of the civilians William had seen along the way.

“Husband, is this the ‘big boss’ that you call me! Teresa has met the master.”

The female rat, who was over mid-year-old, actually held up the hem of her skirt with both hands and saluted William. The latter also instinctively took off his hood and put his right hand on his chest in return.

“Teresa quickly vacate our room and buy some fabric to make a bed. The boss will spend the night with us tonight.”

"yes!"

William saw this and quickly raised his hand to stop:

“There’s no need to go to such trouble, I don’t want my arrival to affect your lives... By the way, besides the two of you, is the only room here left the living room?”

“There is also a smaller basement with some old things underneath.”

 “The basement is nice, I’ll live down there.”

"This...it hasn't been tidied down there for a long time, and the space is very small. Why don't you wait while Theresa and I go down and tidy it up first."

“It doesn’t matter, I can adapt to any place, even I can sleep standing up.

 In short, don’t bother me while I’m down there. I’ll take the initiative to find you if anything happens. "

"Okay... okay, as long as you can adapt to it, boss."

At this time, the female rat Theresa brought a glass of home-brewed "rat tail wine". William took a look at the clear reddish color and chose to accept it politely.

 Open the wooden board in the corner. There are no steps. William jumped in and squeezed in.

The basement space is indeed pitifully small, but it is well sealed and meets William's personal needs.

 “Very nice place!”

With a flick of William's fingers, ten coins flew directly upwards as tonight's accommodation fee. The Keiths didn't ask any more questions and specially took out a red carpet to cover the entrance to the basement.

The next thing William has to do is not to rest, but to absorb the skin and repair the clothing.

The memory of last night's encounter is still fresh, and this is the first time since he cooperated with Huang Pi that Huang Pi himself was traumatized, even more seriously.

 Before William could ask about Huangpi's condition, yellow text had already appeared on his retina.

Hurry up and absorb the "Apostle's Skin", my condition is not very good...≯

William first placed his palms on the basement wall, letting the iron chains spread out, sealing every corner of the room and forming a sealing structure used by the monastery to guard prisoners.

 Make sure that the breath of the apostle's skin does not leak out.

 While taking out the skin bag,

William also took out the "Skin Bible" that had been stained black by himself.

 The Bible appeared, and the basement was once again covered with a special skin to further seal off the underground space.

　　　"Yellow skin, I need you to hold on for a while... Before it can be absorbed, the skin must be transformed into "black dead skin" that is suitable for me. 』

There is no bathtub here to soak the skin. If your death liquid seeps out, it will definitely attract the attention of the rats. After all, that happened last night. ≯

　　　『Don’t worry, I have already prepared. 』

William took out a compressed and folded black box from the depths of the suitcase. It automatically expanded with a light touch to form a large black lottery box.

This is the magic box that William used when performing in the circus.

The inner wall of this prop from Jahn himself has abyssal properties, which is enough to serve as a "reaction container."

William cut open his own head and poured the black liquid into it. After waiting for a while, the magic box made of special material was not damaged.

 Then he carefully stuffed the apostle's skin into it, and then stirred it gently with his arms... When the black liquid and the skin were mixed, a certain reaction began to occur.

At the gate of the leather factory far away, the gatekeeper Pim, crouching under the river of blood, also felt a tingling pain in his body.

 (End of this chapter)