Chapter 238 You Don’t Want This Militia Either

Chapter 238 You don’t want this militiaman either...

A place of training.

Xia Yanzhen was standing upside down, with not much sweat on his body. He reached out and opened the book on the ground, carefully studied the content on it, and pressed twice on himself from time to time.

It's Thursday night now.

After returning home, Xia Yanzhen had a sudden thought before entering the training ground.

Entering the mission world, all you can bring with you is equipment and props, but what about the training ground?

Are there such restrictions in the training ground?

He tried to put a book into the imprinted space, but to his surprise, he actually brought it into the training ground.

In this way, he could learn relevant knowledge on his own and practice breathing techniques in the training ground, and he would immediately have plenty of time.

Anyway, in the place of training, all you do are physical activities. Once you form a habit, you basically don’t use your brain.

You can read a book and exercise at the same time.

The progress of the breathing method will definitely be greatly improved.

While flipping through books and exercising, Xia Yanzhen began to try the beginner's breathing rhythm. To be honest, it was quite uncomfortable.

Even with his current physical condition, breathing is actually quite painful.

If it were Gao Qiang and the others, he would probably be distracted in just a few strokes, unable to recover at all, and extremely painful.

The breathing method is similar to the face of calamity fire, both are relatively useless things.

Those who can use it rarely need it, or the cost is too high, and the gain outweighs the loss.

The Tribulation Fire Face is okay, just wear it.

Breathing techniques require a lot of time and energy to learn.

The effect may be similar to certain abilities and certain professional bloodlines.

The price/performance ratio is too low.

It is difficult for people who need them to actually use them.

Similar to fancy deformed furniture, rich people don’t need it and poor people can’t afford it.

Narrow scope of application.

Xia Yanzhen is special because he has matched these things with a perfect matching mechanism.

Now, breathing techniques are starting to take off.

The road to the face of calamity fire is almost over. Facing increasingly powerful enemies, the original flames are gradually losing their strength.

Of course, it is still very useful for opening roads or grouping mobs.

If there is a powerful enemy that cannot be seen, Xia Yanzhen still has the Cursed Spirit Bone Blade, so he will not panic at all.

With enough Dream Stone, Xia Yanzhen continued to extend the time for training, practicing breathing techniques, and practicing the seven skills of swords and spears.

He is like a sponge, fully absorbing the moisture around him and increasing his strength.

As his strength increased, the pressure brought by the training ground opened by the small dream stone had little effect on the growth rate of Xia Yanzhen's physical fitness.

The emergence of breathing methods will slowly bring the growth rate back to the high-speed lane again.

By Saturday night, there were 15 Dreamstones left.

These fifteen dream stones were prepared by Xia Yanzhen for emergencies for this mission.

Before going to bed, as usual, Xia Yanzhen clicked on the equipment and props he had.

Fifteen Dream Stones, those that are biased toward combat have not changed much.

The auxiliary items include ghost shooting DV, a small bundle of hemostatic gauze, detoxifying pills, and bone-extending ointment were useless to him, so they were given to Tao E.

Xia Yanzhen asked Gao Qiang to take away the memory of the battle between the underworld ghost generals.

The strength of Tao E and others is naturally increasing. The strong men who were once strong are no longer strong. The longer they can deal with the enemy, the better the life-saving effect of battle memory will be.

Now Xia Yanzhen still has two battle memories, both from the last mission.

One is the Supreme One, and the other is the distortion of man, five times and three times respectively.

Xia Yanzhen has never used it once, so he will leave it alone for now and is not in a hurry.

Putting on the Palm Universe, after thinking about it, Xia Yan really didn't put on the howling bracelet.

The howling bracelet that automatically attacks when touched is actually not very convenient, and Xia Yanzhen doesn't use it much at the moment.

Closing his eyes, Xia Yanzhen slowly fell into sleep.

When he opened his eyes, the "ceiling" looked extremely bad. It was dark and cold, and the wooden beams looked very old.

He was lying on a hard board, a little higher than the ground.

Perhaps due to lying down for a long time, the surface of the wooden board was worn very smooth.

The body was covered with a thin quilt that exuded a stale smell and was very hard. Xia Yanzhen experienced firsthand what it meant to say "the quilt has been as cold as iron for many years."

[You are already suffering from the Black Death, stay alive. 】

[Task time limit: 30 natural days. 】

[Failure penalty: None. 】

[Identity has been arranged...]

Xia Yanzhen sat up and looked at the mission information.

Black Death? The plague that swept through Europe in the Middle Ages, killing a third of the population?

This mission actually directly arranged for the Dream Apostle to get this disease?

That's too much.

Xia Yanzhen checked his body and didn't feel anything abnormal. He had read information about the Black Death before.

After you know you have the disease, lymphatic swellings will appear in the armpits and groin.

Blue-black herpes will appear on the body, internal bleeding will occur, and black blood patches will appear under the skin.

This is why the plague is called the Black Death.

After contracting the Black Death, people basically could not live more than three days.

The pathogen of this disease comes from rats. It can be spread from person to person through body fluids and droplets, and it is highly transmissible.

The fatality rate is also high.

In reality, a big reason why we were able to survive that time was that the fatality rate was high, and all those who had the disease died, but it did not continue to spread wildly.

Of course, these are the Black Deaths in history. I don’t know if the Black Deaths in the mission world are like this.

Xia Yanzhen checked himself and made sure that there were no lumps or any discomfort. He felt that he most likely did not suffer from the Black Death.

For ordinary Dream Apostles, this is a task of surviving thirty days after contracting the Black Death.

For Xia Yanzhen, there is no threat of the Black Death, as long as he survives thirty days, he will be fine.

In the dark, damp and cold room, the sounds of some mice could be heard.

Xia Yanzhen looked at the whole room.

The identity assigned to him in the mission information was that of the son of a blacksmith. The background was the same as when the Black Death was rampant, the Dark Middle Ages in the West.

The environment is terrible, in every sense of the word.

The son of a blacksmith, Chamonster, is a new orphan. His parents have died of the Black Death.

As a son, the probability of getting the Black Death is 99.999%.

Currently, the house is completely sealed, and I am waiting to die alone inside.

The windows were boarded up from the outside, letting in only a little light.

Xia Yanzhen found clothes and shoes in the room and put them on, walked to the door and kicked it open.

Outside the door is a simple small courtyard. There is also a small shed and stove in the courtyard, which is a place for blacksmithing.

Xia Yanzhen saw a huge white P on the door of the house. He didn't know what material was used to paint it on.

He remembered that houses where the Black Death had occurred would be marked with this P.

I forgot what color it is, black?

Anyway, it is white here, probably so that it can be seen clearly when the sky is dark.

Walking out of the courtyard, there was an unpleasant smell coming from the narrow road outside.

The house opposite also has a P, which proves that the Black Death occurred there, and the rat's squeaking sound is very obvious.

Turning around and looking over, I saw the same thing happened to the house next to me.

This area is probably where the Black Death broke out.

Xia Yanzhen jumped on the roof, determined the direction a little, and walked outside.

Sure enough, after walking a few steps, I saw a lot of stones standing on the road, blocking the way.

There is also a wooden horse on the outside of the stone.

Behind the horse was a movable wooden pole, with a slightly swaying corpse hanging on it.

They are not capitalists. This background similar to the European Middle Ages has not yet developed capitalists.

There were a lot of slave owners and slaves.

Those who were hanged under the pole should be the residents of the area where the Black Death broke out. Those who wanted to escape were killed and hung here to deter those who were still alive in the outbreak area and wanted to escape - just like Xia Yan That's true.

Of course Xia Yanzhen would not be intimidated.

He jumped over the obstacle at will and happened to see a pedestrian passing by with a hurried expression.

The passerby also saw Xia Yanzhen coming out of the outbreak area, his face changed, and he immediately shouted like a slaughtered pig: "Oh no! Someone has escaped! The dead body has escaped!"

He shouted back and ran at the same time, very fast, which was in sharp contrast to his disheveled appearance and frivolous footsteps.

The shouts of pedestrians immediately attracted the attention of other places.

Chaotic sounds came from the other side, and in less than half a minute, three or four people rushed over.

These men wore relatively light chain mail and had armor on their hands and legs.

No helmet, holding a shield and a spear.

On their shields, there is a pattern of a bloody cross.

According to the information provided in the identity information, the bloody cross is the symbol of the church.

In the current outbreak of the Black Death, the church is the only savior.

The church formed a medical team and a guard team to prevent the Black Death from sweeping across mankind. It was the only beacon and light in the dark night shrouded by the Black Death.

These people are the guards of the church.

The main responsibility is to seal off the Black Death outbreak areas and prevent infection.

People like Xia Yanzhen who ran away from the outbreak area were the targets of their purge.

On the surface, the people are being guarded, and the "dead bodies" are being eliminated - the people in the outbreak area are all dead bodies.

"go back!"

The guards roared and stabbed Xia Yanzhen with their spears.

The spear is not thick, but it is very long, four to five meters.

One inch longer and one inch stronger, he can easily deal with ordinary people.

Xia Yan was really not an ordinary person. He dodged the spear casually and pushed one person to the ground when he got close.

When the remaining people saw this scene, they turned around and ran away.

Very straightforward.

"Let me go! Let me go!" The man struggled desperately.

Xia Yanzhen grabbed him and said, "Don't panic, I just have some questions to ask you."

He led the man towards the outbreak area.

The man was dragged into the outbreak area. His original struggle immediately stopped, his face turned ashen, and he began to cry crazily.

Looking at Xia Yanzhen, his expression was filled with unforgettable hatred.

"Come, tell me about the church. Does the church have any way to fight the Black Death? If you still have a chance now, tell me everything you know sooner, and I will let you out sooner.

"No one else will come in here anyway. You can sneak out somewhere else later and no one will know you've been here."

Xia Yanzhen did not torture the man, but with a slight smile on his face, he spoke words that were as bewitching as a devil.

"This militiaman, you don't want to be purged by the church, right?"