Chapter 508: Disease

In the barking of dogs echoing through the night town, Lumian laughed:

"Dadel Town keeps so many dogs?"

"Yes, yes it does." The soliciting middle-aged man smiled reluctantly.

Something is really wrong, huh... Is this town in trouble? Lumian had asked that on purpose just now, with the goal of observing the reaction of the local town residents.

Amidst the barking of dogs one after another, he concentrated his attention and looked at the other party's fortune.

He didn't plan to leave the steam train and enter Dadel Town to investigate. He could only peek at the situation from the fortunes of the town residents, to avoid the hidden problems here suddenly erupting and spreading to the train station, while he himself didn't even know what to guard against.

Although observing fortune would be influenced by Termiboros and there was a possibility of being misled, under the current circumstances, Lumian, who knew neither divination nor prophecy, didn't have many options if he wanted to obtain certain information without leaving the steam train for on-site investigation. This was one of them.

Combining this with various environmental details, he should be able to see some problems.

In Lumian's vision, the fortune of the soliciting middle-aged man presented a miserable green color.

This meant he would suffer from a disease in the near future, a quite special kind of disease.

As for how long after, and what kind of disease, Lumian couldn't tell with his current sequence.

Fear caused by dog barking... will get a special disease in the future... Dadel Town is plagued by wild dogs, frequently biting people, spreading disease? This is one explanation, and it doesn't belong to extraordinary events... But there are ways to solve this, right? The reaction of that guy outside looks a bit desperate... Lumian said to the soliciting middle-aged man without any abnormality:

"Can you have the ordered meal delivered here?"

"Only if the meal cost exceeds 2 Vergold. You know, it's not easy for us to enter the platform." The soliciting middle-aged man revealed a smile again.

At this moment, the sound of dozens of dogs barking in a scattered manner was not as intense as it had been just a moment ago.

"No problem." Lumian ordered foods such as apple liqueur, fried potato cakes, shrimp in sauce, Dadel meat sauce, stewed pork, salt marsh lamb, butter baked cakes, and rush cheese, spending a full 10 Vergold.

Every time he reported a dish name, Ludwig swallowed a mouthful of saliva.

Four hours ago, the attendant delivered a fixed dinner for four, which this little boy solved alone, and he was still unsatisfied, clearly not full, and dug several pieces of jerky from Lumian's "Traveler's Bag."

Two hours ago, he had his first midnight snack consisting of cheese, desserts, bread, jerky, etc.

Now, he was hungry again.

The middle-aged man who recorded the dish names with simple words and symbols couldn't help but ask:

"Is the food provided in this grade of carriage also hard to eat?"

Otherwise, why would they look like they hadn't had dinner?

Lumian followed his words and said:

"Yeah, you should never expect to eat very delicious food on a steam train."

After recording the dish names and accepting the 5 Vergold banknote as a deposit, the man with the slightly hooked chin walked toward other compartments.

"Wait a moment." Lumian suddenly called out to him.

"Is there anything else, sir?" The middle-aged man turned back and asked.

Lumian said with a smile:

"You don't look very well. If you don't want to get sick, you need to rest more in the next few days."

The middle-aged man froze in place, his expression looking like he had been struck by lightning.

After a brief solidification, he couldn't help but reveal a look of both panic and fear.

"O-okay, thank you." He turned around in a panic and ran toward the outside of the platform, forgetting to solicit other guests.

The abnormality in Dadel Town is really related to disease... Lumian withdrew his gaze thoughtfully.

Lugano asked curiously:

"How come I didn't see that he was in a sub-healthy state and could get sick at any time?"

He was a "Physician" and possessed corresponding abilities. Even without opening his "Spirit Vision," he could tell from the many external manifestations of the target's body...

... see the hidden disease. And after Lumian reminded the other party, he even specifically opened his "Spirit Vision" to observe the situation of the etheric body.

—Sub-healthy state is said to be a term invented by Emperor Roselle, but it only became a popular term in the Intisian medical field in recent years.

Not in a sub-healthy state but very likely to get a special disease... Lumian confirmed the disease of the town resident just now shouldn't have originated from himself through Lugano's question.

He smiled and answered Lugano's question:

"Caring about other people's health and telling him to rest more is never wrong."

Lugano instinctively revealed a look of "I don't believe this explanation," then immediately covered it with a smile:

"He seems to have this worry too."

"Yeah." Lumian replied perfunctorily.

The barking of dogs in Dadel Town subsided at times and rang out at others, sometimes right outside the platform, sometimes far to the edge of the town. Lumian listened quietly and sighed in his heart:

"Why did I run into trouble again?"

"Did I bring disaster, or did disaster attract me here?"

"The problem in Dadel Town seems to have existed for a period of time and has nothing to do with my arrival... It seems that no matter how I avoid it, no matter how I borrow others' hands to make choices, I will always be attracted by disaster and approach it unknowingly..."

"Is this the abnormal encounter that a 'Hunter' who, although not high in sequence, has an angel rank and the residual aura of the 'Blood Emperor,' must have?"

"Will there be novelists in the future who write about my experiences like they write about Gehrman Sparrow's story, and then add a sentence: He is always accompanied by disaster."

Time passed second by second. The soliciting middle-aged man just now brought a bar waiter, each carrying a food box.

"This is what you wanted." He and the waiter passed plates and glasses through the window.

Seeing the table covered with a fine tablecloth filled with somewhat tempting food, Lumian drank a mouthful of apple liqueur with a hint of sourness and paid the remaining 5 Vergold meal fee.

"We will come to take the tableware in an hour. It won't disturb your rest, right?" The soliciting middle-aged man asked politely.

Lumian nodded slightly, indicating it was fine.

The middle-aged man took the waiter and walked a few steps to the side, then couldn't help but return to his original position and asked:

"Sir, how did you see that I was about to get sick?"

Lumian pointed to Lugano opposite:

"My friend is a famous doctor in Trier."

This fame refers to being famous on the wanted list.

Before the middle-aged man could respond, he asked as if casually:

"How should I address you?"

"You can call me Pierre." The middle-aged man bent his waist and back, looking at Lumian, who was sitting in the steam train small compartment.

You guys like this name too, huh? Lumian smiled and said:

"Do you also feel like you're going to get sick?"

Pierre's eyelids jumped, and his expression froze again.

He answered instinctively:

"N-no, I'm just a bit worried."

"Then rest more, drink more water, and go to the church to confess to the clergy." Lumian didn't force the other party.

Pierre walked toward the front of the train in silence, wanting to solicit more business, but his feet seemed to be tied with lead weights, and every step was very difficult.

"Woof! Woof! Woof!"

Very close to the platform, the barking of dogs rang out again.

Pierre's face twitched a few times, seemingly completely crushed by the worry and fear in his heart. He suddenly turned around, threw off the waiter, and ran to the window of the small compartment where Lumian and the others were.

"Save me, doctor, save me!" He pressed his hands against the glass and shouted with a twisted expression.

"If you don't tell us the cause of the disease, my friend can't help you treat it." Lumian was waiting for this opportunity.

Passengers in the front and back compartments heard some movement, but they had already fallen asleep and were too lazy to get up to confirm the situation.

Pierre swallowed a mouthful of saliva and glanced at the equally terrified bar waiter:

"It, it is..."

Before he could finish, a figure appeared on the platform wall.

That figure stood with his feet apart, his body arched, but his head was raised, looking forward.

This was a man wearing woolen clothing with obvious signs of tearing. His facial muscles were extremely twisted, and his eyes were rolled up, seemingly leaving only a white patch.

His chin was covered in saliva, his mouth opened, and he made a sound:

"Woof! Woof! Woof!"

This was exactly the same as the barking of dogs in other parts of Dadel Town, merging into one.

"It's the madness!" Pierre finally shouted out.

"Madness?" Lumian withdrew his gaze from the man barking like a dog on the wall and looked at Lugano.

Lugano stared at the abnormal person with deep eyes for a few seconds and slowly shook his head at Lumian.

He meant that this was not ordinary rabies.

Pierre thought Lumian was asking him and said near-collapse:

"Yes, madness!

"I don't know when it started, but these madmen barking like dogs appeared in our town. At first, there was only one, then two, three, ten... Many people I know have been infected, completely crazy, only knowing how to bark like dogs, and they are most active every night!"

"Was it because they were bitten by madmen that they were infected?" Lugano asked with a frown.

"No, the ones I know weren't bitten, but they still went crazy! I, I feel like I'm almost there too!" Pierre said with a desperate expression.

"Didn't you look for the government?" Lumian felt that official Beyonders wouldn't let this kind of situation spread.

"We heard that a village had a similar madness before, reported it to the government, and then all the people in the village disappeared, vanished. We, we didn't dare to look for the government, didn't dare to look for the church!" Pierre said hysterically, and the bar waiter next to him was equally terrified.

Lumian narrowed his eyes slightly:

"What about the people from the town's Health Department and Police Station? What about the priest of the church?"

"They were the first few to go crazy." Pierre was in a state of stress and didn't think about the purpose of Lumian asking this.

So they wiped out the priest, police, and Health Department people first, huh... Lumian raised an eyebrow:

"Then why didn't you flee Dadel?"

"Flee..." Pierre and the bar waiter were stunned at the same time, looking at Lumian blankly.

Under the crimson moonlight, there seemed to be a large amount of bloodshot eyes in their whites.

(End of chapter) ===== CHAPTER 509 =====