Chapter 373

Through the secret channels at every inspection station, frankens finally arrived at their destination, Morag, the plague cage.

"What a pity..."

Since childhood, in normal human society The worst thing is that a few little guys who grew up in the countryside were immediately scared by the sight of the disaster.

It may be because it has just rained. Compared with the mountain road, the ground is full of ponds, in which you can see some water cockroach like creatures are busy swimming.

Narrow streets are dirty, and there are all kinds of garbage and even excrement on the ground. The disgusting smell attracted a lot of flies, which were almost as big as cicadas, flying with a loud buzz, leaving their own traces on the garbage and feces, and the white, still wriggling offspring.

In this kind of environment, human beings are exposed to the bad conditions.

They are bony, covered with mud, with no light in their eyes, and their hair has long been mottled by the harsh environment. In any case, they are different creatures from kamiyu.

But they are human.

Of course, there are also dead people.

At least Dorothy, who straddled kamiyou's shoulder, saw two children about her age, sitting on their knees under bamboo mats full of holes, probably sheltering from the rain. Behind them, there is a female corpse that has been rotten to the original appearance.

That should be their mother.

In fact, they have traveled a lot with Xiwei within half a year. In fact, they may be more knowledgeable than 90% of the civilians in the eastern plain.

Not only that, they have also experienced a variety of tribulations, the mind should have honed incomparable perseverance.

But this kind of resolute heart was easily broken by the terrible sight in front of us.

Maybe it's too early for the dean to let them do this kind of tempering.

Thought Franken, who was watching the little guys.

"Put away your compassion, and now we have other tasks."

Because Camille and they were in a state of shock, Franken finally had to remind them.

They talk through their own student or teacher ID cards, so they don't need to be loud enough for other people to hear.

"Yes, but Professor..." Riddell, sitting on Tennessee's shoulder, felt his mouth dry and wanted to say something, but he didn't know what to say. The feeling of being stuck in his throat made him very uncomfortable.

"Are we really going to leave these poor people alone?" Said Dorothy, looking at the two children again.

"What do you want? Take them with you, and then? There are nearly 400000 people in moragari, which is nearly half of the number drowned in the outbreak of underground water system a few years ago. Do you want to take these poor people with the source of the disease out, spread the disease to other human beings, and finally everyone will die together? "

Franken's words left them speechless.

"Don't think about it. We can't save these poor people, but at least we can stop the world from producing new poor people."

After that, Franken went to the West - that is the source of Morag, the morselassie River, where the source of the plague was put.

Tannis and Riedel's group followed with little hesitation, while Camille and Dorothy's group hesitated to keep up with Franken.

The protective clothing of Morag's guard is quite deterrent. When they came to the road, Franken and his party could hardly escape. Even if the two guards disguised by four little guys looked strange, no one dared to take a look at it

So you can see what a bully these guys are in Morag.

Franken was happy to be left alone, and continued to supplement Morag's common sense to the four little boys.

"According to the description of some Street traders, there are two big forces in the city, except for the Morag guard, which is called the master of Baicheng by the residents. They are the rulers on the surface, the "windmill" inherited from the old administrative organs and the "black river" formed by the merger of several underground organizations, which are in charge of the dark side of Morag

After being loyal to Sylvie, Franken has been studying the source of the plague. At the same time, he has also collected Morag's intelligence through various methods to prevent his eyes from being blackened when he comes in, and counting money for others.

Now, apart from the peddlers who have commercial connections with Morag, I'm afraid there are not many people outside Morag who know the plague city better than him.

"I think the existence of this city itself is dark enough..."

because the situation on the main road is much better than that in the alley, so Kam you also make complaints about opening up the tucks.

"I don't deny that." Franken didn't say anything because of Camille's words: "but the dark side is more about casinos, underground banks, black boxing and whorehouses. People living in depression need these things to vent more. As far as I know, Heihe has also set foot in some things forbidden by the earthA few little guys were silent.

There was a small river not quite wide before them. The river was light black. Looking down from where they were, they could see some debris of buildings at the bottom of the river

"The source of the plague did not affect the shape of the river at first, which is why the epidemic spread so widely at first. When the killer died, the river began to turn black a little bit, which is also the source of the name of the black river. Besides, it is just a tributary, which should have been left when the underground water system burst like a mountain flood a few years ago. As far as I know, Morag has nearly a quarter of the land because of the disaster being submerged. "

The neighborhood not far away began to hear a slight commotion, and gradually began to approach this side.

Frankene looked at the black river, and said in no undulating tone: "if you follow this river, you can find the main road of the MoSi river. But the river is quite wide in the records. It may be better to find a local person familiar with the terrain as a guide For example... "

When it comes to this, the skeleton mage reaches out of the block and plans to cross the not wide black river and run to the man opposite to catch it.

"Like this guy who is good at running."

As the street came, "don't run!" "Chase!" In words like this, frankens struggled desperately, but they still didn't work - the hands of higher-level magicians and secondary confinement were less easily freed.

At this time, several people in uniform came after from the block breathlessly. The four color triangle on the uniform meant they were members of windmills. However, when these guys with higher eyes saw the protective clothes on Franken, their anger disappeared and became flattering.

"It's a good idea that I am the master of white city. I caught this guy in a hurry." One of the guys who looked like an officer rubbed his hands and kissed him.

"Go ahead and do your work. I've got this guy down."

At this moment, frankens' tone of voice was quite deterrent, and the members of the windmill were afraid to stay more and ran off with oil on the bottom of his feet

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