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Chapter 277

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At the same time, the Holy City also issued a plague warning to the Ella Empire, asking them to pay attention to the situation of the refugees. At the same time, they also asked the Ella Empire to send resources over. After all, these were their own people.

After the Ella Empire received the warning, they first dealt with other places. They found that the plague did not happen anywhere else. The outbreak point was only in the Holy City. Of course, they did not let down their guard.

After that, they sent people over to send resources. However, this had to be done after Ye Lang. Since the Holy City had accepted them, there was no need to be so anxious.

Because of such a terrifying experience, these people would definitely not let people go out casually. Ye Lang's appearance would naturally become the focus of attention.

"This …" Alvin did not answer. He felt that if Ye Lang wanted to leave, he would be more than happy. Why should he stop him?

At this time, Ye Lang said indifferently, "Don't worry, we won't go out. I will find out what kind of disease it is."

At this time, everyone saw that Ye Lang was still holding the infected's hand. He was still feeling the pulse and investigating the situation.

Not far away, a doctor said disdainfully, "What can you find out? My teacher has been investigating for so many days and still couldn't find anything. You've only been here for a while. Who do you think you are?"

"Me? My name is Ye Lang," Ye Lang replied. He seemed to think that the doctor was asking who he was.

"…" Everyone was silent.

Originally, their conversation should have continued, but at this time, something happened. An emergency signal made these people gather at the entrance.

Not only these people, but all the members of the Saint Church in the ward began to put down what they were doing and began to gather at the entrance.

“??”

This situation attracted everyone's attention. They did not understand what was happening. Ye Lang also had to pay attention, because he was also curious about the patients he was looking at.

Soon, the answer appeared in front of everyone. These people began to retreat.

"They're going to give up on us!"

In that instant, similar shouts filled the Spirit Formation. The entire place was in an uproar.

Although they had expected this to happen, they did not think that it would really happen. At this time, they realized that they could not accept this fact.

Were they really going to wait for death here?

"Don't leave us behind!"

The infected who could still walk shouted and rushed to the entrance …

"Everyone, calm down!" shouted a member of the clergy. His voice was filled with divine dignity.

"This should be a quack," Ye Lang said to Alvin beside him.

"Yes," Alvin agreed.

The reason why it was a fraud was very simple. After he spoke, the entire scene quietened down. It was obvious that he was proficient in this.

Then, this fraud began to bluff people. He made the Saint sound very great, and then said that the infected people who were quarantined were all heroes, which made people's blood boil.

Then, he said that they would all evacuate, but they would not give up on the infected who had been quarantined. They would continue to think of ways to get everyone to wait patiently.

Not to mention that some of the people here were originally followers of the Holy City, even those who weren't had been fooled by this fraud. Now, they would be willing to die even if they were asked to.

After speaking for about half an hour, it was over. The members of the Saint began to evacuate, and the warm-blooded infected inside were even sending them off.

At this moment, Arvin finally understood how powerful language was. It was simply more lethal than any weapon, and the human race was able to utilize this weapon to its fullest potential.

"Fraud, don't go first. Where are the infected people?" shouted Ye Lang.

"What infected people? What are you talking about?" The fraud stopped. At this time, he also forgot to reprimand Ye Lang for being a fraud.

"If you aren't infected, why did you suddenly withdraw? Tell me where he is. I want to see his situation. It will be easier to find out the cause of the infection for someone whose hand has just been infected. "Ye Lang said what he wanted very directly.

Ye Lang's words also caused the huckster's face to change. He hadn't mentioned this reason just now because he was afraid that the people present would understand that they were abandoned because some of the doctors had begun to be infected, so the doctors had given up. At least, they had given up before the corresponding preventive measures were taken.

"There is no such thing, we are just …" The fraud wanted to say something but was interrupted by Ye Lang.

"Don't lie to me. If you dare to joke around with the lives of tens of thousands of people, I will fill the entire Holy City with the plague. Don't doubt that I can't do it." Ye Lang's voice suddenly became cold, like a knife on the fraud's body.

The fraud's expression changed, and then he did one thing: escape!

At this time, the people of the Holy City had already left, and the fraud was also at the door. He retreated and then shouted at the alchemists outside.

"Close the door!"

"No!"

At this time, the people inside had already understood that this plague was too powerful. It might have infected their own doctors. The doctors had already given up, and so had the Holy City.

They could only wait for death here.

They gathered at the door and shouted outside. Although this barrier isolated space, it did not isolate sound. The voices inside could clearly be heard outside.

The doctors outside couldn't bear it and turned their heads. They couldn't help shedding a tear for the people inside.

Perhaps it was this tear that saved them. It made Ye Lang feel that these people still had a conscience. In the past, they were all afraid of death, and they were even more afraid of death being worthless.

These people still couldn't find a solution. They had already lost their confidence.

Ye Lang arrived at the door and shouted at those shouting people, "Go to the back, this young master is still here. You won't die so easily."

Everyone was stunned and looked at Ye Lang. They didn't understand who this youth wearing a bandit mask was. He actually dared to say such words. Even the people of the Holy City couldn't do anything, so how could he?

"You … can you cure us?" Someone looked at Ye Lang and weakly asked, as if this was their last hope.

"Yes, it's just a matter of time. Go to the back, I still have something to say to this fraud." Ye Lang nodded, giving everyone their last hope. At this time, even if Ye Lang was their last hope, it would still make them feel at ease.

Thus, these people obediently went to the back and let Ye Lang go to the door to talk to the fraud.

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