Chapter 83

After knocking Selica unconscious, Murphy skillfully stuffed her into the box.

"Vadiwasi!"

The box shot into the sky as if thrown by a catapult. However, after reaching a certain height, the speed slowed down suddenly. No matter how much Murphy increased his magic power, the box would no longer rise.

Sure enough, things wouldn't be that simple.

Murphy put down the box. After Selica flew out, he found that the girl's appearance was very wrong.

Her complexion was bruised, and the blood vessels in her neck were also stained blue-black by something.

Those blue-black colors seemed to originate from her chest, and at this moment, they were also retreating toward it.

Murphy hesitated for a moment, and finally, the great sentiment of healing the wounded overcame a little bit of shame; he unbuttoned Selica's clothes.

He saw that in the upper-middle position between a pair of big rabbits, there was a black patch the size of a yellow apricot, looking just like a bruise, but even more ominous.

"Plague?"

But why did it suddenly flare up?

He glanced at the sky and flew up with Selica again. As the altitude rose, Selica's complexion quickly became very ugly, soon turning from blue to black, and in the blink of an eye, she was almost turning into an African girl.

This...

Could it be that the "Soul Seed" is not entirely a psychological effect, but can actually restrict the actions of the modified person through germs and the like?

Murphy put Selica down and tried Finite Incantatem and anti-curse potions, but none of them worked.

Just as the diary said, ordinary means simply couldn't remove the Soul Seed.

Dual control of mind and behavior, and anti-curse!

As a piece of magic, this thing was simply too perfect!

But this also meant that solving it would be very troublesome.

Murphy put Selica's clothes back on and removed her Stupefy curse. The latter groaned and woke up, looking at Murphy in confusion: "My chest hurts so much, what happened to me?"

"You just had a seizure and passed out," Murphy lied, "What exactly happened to you here? Tell me about it."

"I remember it seems like you used a Stupefy curse..."

"That's not important." Murphy interrupted her, "What exactly is going on in this place?"

"... This is the village of Joachim that I found." Selica was still a bit confused.

"I know that, so did you find Joachim?"

"I found him. The villagers said there was a doctor in the village named Joachim. I saw him, but he always wrapped himself under a black robe and wore a terrible mask. I talked to him, but he ignored me."

"Is he still alive?" Murphy asked, "Or like the others, turned into a zombie?"

"I don't know, but he might be crazy." Selica said, "The night before last, I saw him slaughter the villagers with my own eyes, hacking many people into pieces. But the next morning, I saw him casting spells on them one by one, putting their bodies back together."

Hiss...

Is he that perverted?

These villagers are already dead, and he still abuses them like this. Is this Joachim a super dismemberment maniac?

"How long have you been in here? Where have you been staying?"

"Six days." Selica said, "Sometimes I hide in the barn, sometimes I stay at a villager's house. Although they look terrible and smell very bad, they are actually quite nice, but the food they provide is rotten, so I can only eat fruit, and I'm very hungry every day."

Murphy thought about the two heavy rabbits he saw just now.

Tsk, very hungry every day, and I don't see you getting thin.

"So, you don't know what's going on with these villagers?"

Selica shook her head.

"You don't know where the Soul Seed is?"

Selica shook her head again.

"You don't know how you got cursed either?"

Selica shook her head again.

"What do you know?"

Selica knew Murphy was despising her again.

She was not convinced, "I know it's dangerous here, and I told you not to come."

Murphy was speechless.

Given the phenomenon on Selica just now, maybe the curse is related to the plague?

If Selica was cursed just because she was infected with germs, wouldn't that mean this curse could spread infinitely?

If I replaced the curse effect with "loyalty to Murphy" and spread this plague out to create a global pandemic, could I unify the world?

Damn, now Umbrella has to research germs and viruses.

He couldn't take Selica out for the time being, but Murphy wasn't unprepared.

He directly drew 400cc of blood from Selica, first confirmed that Selica was infected with the plague through an indirect hemagglutination test, and then put the remaining blood into a centrifuge.

This plasma was to be used to separate peripheral blood mononuclear cells to produce Selica's own specific T-cells.

At the same time, he also brought a lot of antibiotic drugs, many of which had good effects on the plague bacillus.

"These injections are enough to temporarily control your symptoms, and once the specific T-cells are prepared, curing your illness completely will not be difficult." Murphy said.

"Really?!"

Selica thought she was dead for sure. Hearing this, she was extremely happy, and her gaze at Murphy was both joyful and admiring.

"Of course." Murphy nodded firmly.

"However..."

He held those injections and suddenly looked troubled, "Actually, these injections can only achieve the best effect if injected into the gluteal muscle."

Selica watched Murphy lie with a straight face, stunned for a while before reacting, blushing, "You, you are lying..."

"Do you still want to be cured?" Murphy said righteously.

"..."

So why can this man lie with such a straight face every time?

And why do I believe it every time!

"... Want..."

The girl's face blushed to the roots of her ears.

Tsk tsk tsk...

Seeing Selica agree half-heartedly, Murphy was just about to let her lie on his lap for the injection, but a group of people surged from afar.

They held hoes and pitchforks, clearly villagers of the village. Looking at them, there was no one who was intact, all with holes here and rotten flesh there. Yet they didn't seem to notice it themselves, surging up in a swarm.

Selica was a little nervous because of this momentum and immediately hid behind Murphy.

"Was it you shouting just now?" an old zombie shouted.

"Where are Grandma Eureka and Mite?" another zombie shouted.

"Who are you? What are you doing in our village?" someone questioned.

"Looking strange, take off your mask!" someone else ordered.

There was also a younger-looking one who shouted: "Let go of that girl! She is mine!"

Murphy rolled his eyes at the sky. Big brother, could you please stick your half-face skin back on before thinking about picking up girls?

And, you are rotten below, what's the use of you being in such a hurry?

He asked Selica, "The content of the Soul Seed curse is that as long as the plague in the village exists, you cannot leave, right?"

"Yes, that's why I wanted to cure them all."

"Heh," Murphy sneered, "It's been a hundred years, and the plague in this village still hasn't disappeared. There are no living people here anymore. You can't cure them."

"But not being able to cure them doesn't mean the plague can't be eliminated."

Murphy said, pulling Selica onto the Jeep and locking the car door, "Sit here and don't move."

He himself climbed out of the Jeep's roof, shrunk the loudspeaker and stuffed it back into the suitcase, then waved his wand, and a dark object flew out of the suitcase and was mounted on the roof of the car.

Six chrome-plated barrels, electric rotating wheels, a man's romance, an exorcist's favorite.

It was actually a Gatling machine gun!

Pulling a belt of ammunition from the suitcase and pressing it into the magazine, plugging the power into the interface, and looking at the swarm of heads, Murphy sighed with compassion.

"A hundred years, the sea of suffering is boundless, let the Bodhisattva transcend you!"

(End of chapter)