The sky was filled with a haze. Thick clouds mixed with the smell of filth were splashed above our heads like ink. The pale white sun was powerless to pierce through the thick layers of clouds, so much so that it could only leave a blurry white halo in the sky to prove its existence. The trees around us were in a sickly state. The power of the plague had seeped into their branches, infecting their bodies from their roots and leaves. The grayish-green rotting patches on the grayish-brown tree trunks were a ghastly sight to behold. Even so, these plants that were at death's door were still doing their best to survive, absorbing the last bit of nutrients from the pestilence-filled soil and air. Their withered and deformed branches also struggled to reach towards the sky, as though desperately trying to grab the last bit of sunlight from above. Beneath these trees, which I couldn't tell whether they were living plants or "undead," was a rotting land. The dark soil here was no longer a sign of fertility, but a sign of decay. The land that used to be filled with vitality had now become a hotbed of plague. The soil had solidified into black granules, constantly emitting a nauseating stench.
This was the Tirisfal Woodlands, the ruins of the plague after the undead had wreaked havoc. It was a broken land that had been forgotten by the living.
It was a scene of devastation.
Walking into Tirisfal in the game and standing on solid ground in this decaying and dead land were two completely different feelings. Now, my mood was extremely depressed.
"Phew —" I let out a long breath, expelling the depression in my heart. Then, I immediately furrowed my eyebrows.
"Cough cough … The air pollution here is really serious …"
"But Master, I don't feel anything …"
Anveena, who was following beside me, also took a deep breath and asked doubtfully.
Of course, you're an undead. Not to mention that you don't breathe, even if you did, would you hate the smell of death here?
Just as Jaina had said to me before, this completely eroded land was filled with the power of the plague. The air, water, and soil were filled with the Calamity Virus. Without a doubt, these cursed things were harmful to any living being. Even though the power of the Lich King had suddenly weakened, and the power of the plague was unable to turn people into slaves for the Calamity Army, it still had the ability to infect people. If a healthy ordinary person were to enter a plague area without any preparation, they would be tortured to death within a month. Mages and warriors with stronger physiques than ordinary people might be able to resist these weakened viruses, but they definitely wouldn't feel good.
As for me, due to my powerful mental barrier and modified body that was almost immune to poison, of course I could ignore the power of the plague. However, the stench of rot in the air of this place wasn't something that could be tolerated just by being strong. To be more precise, because my sense of smell was more sensitive than ordinary people … Cough cough, you guys understand, I won't explain …
This situation was a little out of my expectations. According to the impression I left in the game, even in places like the Eastern Plaguelands, there was no such thing as a debuff that would cause a smurf account to automatically lose HP upon entering … Ugh, fine, I admit it, it seems like I have mixed up the game and reality this time …
Actually, thinking about it, this place had been ravaged by the plague for several years, and the virus hadn't been completely cleansed yet. Of course, it was impossible for a level 1 alt account to traverse the Plaguelands like in the game as long as they didn't aggro monsters. For a similar example, just think about the possibility of living as an ordinary person in a nuclear explosion zone …
Sigh, it was no wonder that the Forsaken found it so hard to find allies. Just based on the severity of the air pollution, it would take a lot of determination to establish relations with them!
While enduring the stench in the air, I complained, "Sigh, if I knew that the Plaguelands were like this, I wouldn't have come up with this damned 'Tirisfal Experience Tour' at the last minute. Staying in the transport ship was so comfortable … It's all because I listened to that brat Lin Xue's bewitchment … Damn! She's a prophet, so she should have known about the situation here long ago. I was tricked by that fellow again! "
Anveena looked at her master beside her with a sympathetic gaze and sighed in her heart. Sigh, why does master always have such problems?
"Ugh — I can't take it anymore!" I yelled before sitting down and starting to rummage through the cabinets. "Where's the communicator? The transport ship shouldn't have gone far … What's this? Hugging bears, candy cakes, comic books, tangram puzzles, wooden horses, dolls … Damn, why is my space full of these things … "
A professional healer …
At the side, An Weina ridiculed in her heart in embarrassment.
"Forget it, since we're almost there, there's no need to trouble those soldiers." I took out a gas mask and muttered to myself. "I'll just make do with this. If there's a chance, I must find a way to purify the Plaguelands around Tirisfal. Anyway, the Forsaken have a headache over these things. I'll just treat it as a small favor for Sylvanas."
I thought that I must look hilarious wearing a gas mask because even the usually obedient maid, Anveena, was laughing so hard that her face was almost contorted.
It would be great if the mental barrier could block off the smell. Unfortunately, with my current standard, I wasn't able to achieve such precise control. Well, if it was ugly, then so be it. If I were to continue smelling it, I might really vomit all the way to Undercity …
"Master, can these Plaguelands really be purified?" Anveena suddenly asked as she looked at the scene of decay and death around her.
No matter what, this was her hometown.
"Although it's a little troublesome, it's not difficult to solve."
Although that's what I said, it's much more complicated than what I said …
A few days ago, we conducted an analysis on the Undead Plague in this world and achieved great results. We successfully isolated the source of the plague from the remains of the Undead creatures. It was a contaminant that was similar to a virus but was lifeless.
This statement was strange because even though viruses had a simple form of life, they were still a type of life. This was the "basic biological knowledge" that Jingle insisted on. However, the source of the plague that we isolated from the Undead creatures was very strange. It had all the characteristics of a virus and could split, grow, and evolve like a normal life form. However, it didn't have any life force. With a biological expert like Jingle, we didn't doubt this point at all. This created a huge obstacle in our original plan to cultivate an antibody to fight against the Undead Plague. These viruses were originally "dead," so how could we kill them?
Of course, a more complicated method could also be used. For example, using chemical reagents to directly destroy the molecular structure of the plague virus. Even though this method was technically more difficult, it wasn't a problem for the Schilling scientists who had reached the technological level to precisely control quarks. However, there was another problem with this method. The plague virus in the World of Azeroth didn't simply rely on its biochemical properties to turn living creatures into Undead. It actually contained the power of magic within it …
This was very strange. A bunch of simple viruses actually contained the power of magic. Such a situation could only occur in a world like Azeroth that was filled with magic power. This fact shocked me, who originally thought that the Undead Plague was similar to the T-virus in Resident Evil. Furthermore, it also caused Bubble and the group of researchers who had already started to confidently study the virus sample to grind their teeth in hatred. If the virus contained the power of magic, that meant that even if technology could destroy the body of the plague virus, the energy contained within the virus that could turn living creatures into Undead might not necessarily be destroyed. Therefore, it was impossible to destroy the plague purely through technology!
Sigh, the Undead Calamity wasn't Resident Evil in the first place. We could accept this fact …
Since the plague virus carried the power of necromancy magic, it would be impossible for us to use technology to purify the plague. All that was left was to see what Alaya had up his sleeves. This was truly a depressing situation. Originally, a large portion of the Xi Ling Apostles were individuals who wielded mystical and unknown powers. However, due to the uneven distribution of the population, the apostles who wielded mystical powers and those who wielded technological powers were used to gathering separately. As a result, among the apostles who awakened under me, Alaya was the only one who wielded magical powers. Now that we've encountered an undead plague that couldn't be solved with technology, it really gave me a huge headache …
However, there would always be a way out. No matter how troublesome the plague virus was, it shouldn't be able to render the Shiring Apostles, who possessed the ultimate civilization, helpless. No matter what, the World of Azeroth was Anveena's homeland. I was more than happy to lend a helping hand.
Anveena and I each had our own thoughts as we walked. Since we had the help of the GPS, we didn't have to worry about getting lost. However, not getting lost didn't mean that there wouldn't be any other problems …
"Halt!"
A hoarse shout suddenly came from the side.
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