Blood of Mercury

Chapter 129 The fate of mortals

The old woman brought up the cold and dry cakes and unseasoned vegetable soup, then sat swayingly opposite Roland and the others, holding a roll of black linen with trembling and thin hands and tightly wrapping it own nose.

Roland immediately understood.

This is to prevent himself from being infected, or to prevent his own diseases from spreading to Roland and the others. In the early days of the plague revival, such simple masks were standard for almost everyone.

To be able to realize such a technique before the official start of the plague revival can only be attributed to the wisdom of life peculiar to the elderly.

"Sorry, boys...I don't have anything to eat here. That's all."

Her somewhat timid voice was muffled and muffled through the linen, and coupled with her rather severe Carrar accent, it was difficult to discern what she was saying. Fortunately, several people present could understand it, otherwise communication would be a problem.

"You are very kind. Madam."

Roland lowered his eyes and replied gently.

In the dim fireplace light, he could clearly see a trace of nostalgia in the old woman's cloudy eyes.

"This table hasn't been full for a long time... There is only one table for four people..."

The old woman muttered.

Then she seemed to have a sudden realization, picked up the spoon, scooped a spoonful of her own soup, and poured it onto Roland's plate.

"You eat...you eat..." the old woman said vaguely.

Roland was unusually obedient. He picked up his spoon and took a sip of the vegetable soup.

In all fairness. Not tasty. Since there is no salt added, there is no taste at all. Moreover, the vegetables were almost rotten to a pulp, but they could still eat some vegetable tendons that stuck their teeth.

Seeing Roland eating vegetable soup, the old woman showed a satisfied and nostalgic smile.

She murmured, "Eat more...eat more..." and stood up. Stretching his arms as hard as he could, he was about to serve Lilia and Gahalad.

"Ma'am. I'll come."

Gahalad hurriedly supported the old woman who was almost unsteady, made her sit down slowly, and then took the serving spoon in her hand.

The old woman's eyes were lost for a moment.

"Oh yes, I forgot..."

She murmured and took out a small bag from her bosom: "Old man. Go and add some salt... cure a cold..."

After capturing a certain word, Roland's movements stagnated slightly, and a gleam suddenly flashed in his eyes.

Receiving Roland's signal, Gahalad nodded solemnly, and then took the old woman's small bag.

Realizing a possibility, Roland straightened up with a frown. looked at the old woman.

She was wearing fairly ordinary dark brown linen. The type of practical clothes that are more suitable for housework than work, heavy and neat.

Her face was sunken, her eyes were cloudy and dull, her skin was dull and dull, wrinkled and age spots. Her hair was gray, the skin on her wrists and hands lost its elasticity, her muscles slackened, but the flesh on her shoulders was firm.

He looks like a rather old man.

A mortal without any occupation lives only in his fifties. The old woman in front of her looked like she had lived sixty or seventy years. But it seems that the mind is a little confused, sometimes clear and sometimes confused.

"Where's your son?"

Roland made up his mind and asked as if nothing had happened, and Lilia was shocked.

Facing Lilia's gaze, Roland shook his head slightly to tell her to leave it alone. Lilia was silent for a while, then nodded.

"Little Paul..."

The old woman stood up tremblingly, and replied in a vague voice: "I haven't come back... Mr. Farina... Said to come back at the end of the year, come back at the end of the year... The young people are busy... "

"Paul is not as good as you..."

Suddenly, the old woman's cold words surprised Roland.

But then. He knew that the old lady had recognized the wrong person: "You have become an 'adult'... You should help your brother... The black robe... What is it called..."

"Blighter."

Roland answered softly.

"Ahhh, yes, the blighter..."

As if emphasizing a certain word, the old woman stood up and raised her voice slightly: "Little Paul is with Lord Farina... You are also a Druid, it's okay to chat with Lord Farina, Farina. Na-sama has real learning, learn more, I can't lose you..."

"Yes."

Roland replied softly.

The old woman nodded with satisfaction, and then sighed again: "Guard... The guard can't make much money. I'm also busy... I haven't come back for more than half a year..."

Roland was silent.

Farina's Guard?

If Roland remembered correctly, they were the first batch of experimenters when Farina just rolled up the plague.

If nothing else, the old lady's second son will not come back.

Wait... Guard? old lady? Ram town?

Suddenly, Roland's fingers trembled slightly. He put the spoon down quietly.

He remembered this scene.

If that's right...

Roland pondered, reached out to Gahalad and asked for the paper bag. At the moment of getting it in hand, its name is displayed:

——【The ashes of the test object】.

really.

Roland sighed.

This is a fairly typical questline of Plague Revival. It's the middle part of the "Just a Mortal" quest series.

At that time, the player received two tasks at the same time, one task was to guide a blighted person to a small village, and the other task was to help an old lady in another village make a bowl of vegetable porridge.

The old lady's second son was killed by the plague of Farina, and she burned his bones to ashes, some of which were mixed with salt. She was convinced that a vegetable soup with salt from her son's ashes would cure bloodstained syndrome. And give the vegetable soup to everyone who passes by.

Then ~www.wuxiaspot.com~ the player watched the old lady give the vegetable porridge to the blighted man to drink - of course, the player didn't know that there was a problem with the vegetable porridge at this time.

And the blighter, his task is to completely purify another infected city. After the player brings the Blighter in, he will watch the player leave and then proceed to destroy the city.

But at this time, the old lady followed them to the city for some unknown reason. And after the blighter kills all life in the city once, he will find the old lady who died on the street, the life force was extracted, and after taking off the linen, he realizes that the person is the one who somehow ran from Ram to Here, his old mother.

At this time, the player will find a bag of salt tightly grasped in her hand, which she regards as a treasure, the special salt called "the ashes of the test item".

After eating his own brother and then killing his mother, he contracted bloodstain syndrome - the blighter had no other option but to die.

In the face of natural disasters, he is just a mortal. (To be continued.)

PS: It’s hard to change the name if it’s passed on the wrong way... Just watch it... I'll find a way...