Chapter 80: High Temperatures Cause an Outbreak of Plague, Elder Zhong's Miraculous Medicine Shows Its Power

Elder Zhong gripped the small glass bottle, his hands trembling like a sieve.

As soon as the stopper was pulled out.

A rich, herbal fragrance, almost tangible, rushed straight to his head.

He only took one breath, and the splitting headache from consecutive sleepless nights miraculously dissipated by more than half.

"This... this water has life force in it!"

The old man was so excited that his reading glasses were about to fall off, and he guarded the bottle tightly.

"Lin Xingwan, this is even more potent than a century-old wild ginseng!"

Lin Xingwan didn't answer.

She turned and walked to the control console, her fair fingers pressing the red button rapidly.

"Beep—Warning!"

"The entire base is entering Level 1 biological isolation status!"

The piercing alarm sound instantly spread to every corner of the Underground City.

She grabbed the walkie-talkie, her voice as cold and hard as iron.

"Lu Ting, lock down the three explosion-proof doors in the outer living area and cut off the ventilation ducts."

"Anyone who dares to step out of their room at this time will be shot on the spot."

"Understood! Don't worry, Big Sister-in-law, I won't even let a mosquito get past!"

Lu Ting's resolute reply came through the walkie-talkie.

Huo Yuan stood to the side, having already skillfully put on the highest-level chemical protection suit.

"I'll go watch the perimeter; if there's anyone causing trouble, just kill them, so we don't waste the medicine."

His eyes were full of ruthlessness; to him, other people's lives were far less important than Lin Xingwan's safety.

"Old man, I've given you the water, but water alone can't cure the disease."

Lin Xingwan snapped her fingers and turned to walk toward the elevator.

"Follow me."

The fourth floor underground.

The heavy metal vault door slowly slid open, and a strong, bitter scent of traditional Chinese medicine rushed toward them.

Elder Zhong looked closely and almost couldn't catch his breath.

In a space as large as a football field, it was piled high with burlap sacks like small mountains.

Lin Xingwan casually tore open a bag, and golden forsythia tumbled out all over the floor.

"Saposhnikovia, Schizonepeta, Isatis root, forsythia..."

She pointed at the partition labels, her tone as casual as if she were reciting a menu.

"These are all the heat-clearing and detoxifying medicinal herbs you asked for; I've stockpiled over a hundred tons of each."

Elder Zhong fell to his knees with a thud.

He cupped a handful of premium honeysuckle in his hands, tears mixing with sweat as they poured down.

"Enough... this is more than enough!"

He cried like a child who had received candy.

"People outside would kill each other for a scrap of medicine, and you've actually hidden a Valley of the Medicine King here!"

"Stop crying and get to work."

Lin Xingwan threw him a protective suit, her tone filled with unquestionable authority.

"Within five hours, I want to see medicinal soup that can cure the disease. If people die, I'll burn all these medicines in the boiler."

Elder Zhong sprang up as if he had been wound up.

"You dare! Burning the ancestors' treasures is a waste of heaven's gifts!"

The old man ran faster than a rabbit and dove into the sterile laboratory.

Over the next few hours, the medical area turned into a giant alchemy furnace.

In over a dozen large stainless steel vats, rich medicinal soup bubbled and churned.

Just at the final moment when the medicinal soup was about to be ready.

Lin Xingwan walked in wearing a protective suit and stood before a large pot.

Her wide sleeve swayed slightly.

A few drops of undiluted premium spiritual spring essence fell silently into the medicinal soup.

The surface of the medicine shimmered with a strange light, and the bitter herbal scent instantly gained a hint of woody fragrance that cleared the mind.

Against a mutated super plague, without adding some cheats, you simply can't hold back the Reaper.

Half an hour later, in the outer isolation ward.

The air was filled with a nauseating smell of blood.

On five iron-frame beds lay five men whose bodies had turned black.

Their skin was covered in walnut-sized black sores, oozing foul-smelling pus and blood.

The youngest laborer was hunched over the edge of the bed, vomiting large mouthfuls of black blood clots.

"Save... save me..."

The young man looked at Lin Xingwan, who had walked in, and reached out a bloody hand in despair.

Huo Yuan pulled Lin Xingwan behind him and gripped the handle of the gun at his waist.

"Hold him down," Lin Xingwan ordered coldly.

Several mercenaries stepped forward and pinned the struggling young man tightly to the bed.

Elder Zhong pried open his mouth, and Lin Xingwan picked up the bowl of boiling hot medicinal soup and poured it straight down.

Once the medicinal soup entered his stomach, there was a deathly silence in the ward.

A minute later, the young man suddenly convulsed violently!

"Oh no! His heart rate is dropping!" Elder Zhong's granddaughter stared at the monitor, her face turning pale.

Huo Yuan's eyes turned cold; he drew his gun, ready to physically eliminate the source of infection.

"Don't move!" Elder Zhong pressed down on the gun barrel, staring intently at the patient.

The young man suddenly arched his back and opened his mouth.

"Wah—!"

A mouthful of foul-smelling, ink-black stagnant blood sprayed directly onto the floor.

After spitting out this blood, he collapsed onto the bed, but a miracle happened.

The red lights flashing wildly on the monitor gradually calmed down, and his heart rate stabilized.

The oozing black sores on his face stopped leaking at a speed visible to the naked eye and began to scab over!

"He's alive! He's alive!" Lu Ting was so excited he slapped the door frame.

The remaining four people were treated the same way, and all were forcibly dragged back from the gates of hell.

Elder Zhong collapsed into a chair, crying and laughing at the same time.

"The ancestors' prescription combined with that miracle water, it really worked!"

He looked up at Lin Xingwan, his eyes full of awe.

"Girl, what should this medicine be called?"

Lin Xingwan looked at the vast wasteland outside the window, her tone calm.

"Let's call it, Star Dust Powder."

The biological crisis was resolved, and deafening cheers erupted throughout the base.

Lin Xingwan took off her protective suit and returned to the top floor, just as she picked up a water cup.

"Boss! Big Sister-in-law! Come look at this quickly!"

Qian Duoduo was holding a tablet, having lost one of his slippers, and stumbled into the hall.

"I intercepted an unencrypted public video!"

Huo Yuan impatiently knocked on his fat head.

"People are asking for help every day, why bother with so much?"

"It's not like that, Boss, this time is different!"

Qian Duoduo shoved the screen in front of them.

In the video was a young boy wearing black-rimmed glasses, his face covered in blood, his eyes showing a clear, naive stupidity.

"Help... we are in the underground garage of Jinxiu Huating... outside are all lunatics with a strange disease..."

He was crying and snotting into the camera.

Lin Xingwan glanced at it and turned her head away, lacking interest.

"Turn it off, I'm not interested."

This kind of brat wouldn't survive two episodes in The Apocalypse.

"Big Sister-in-law, look at the background behind him!" Qian Duoduo stamped his feet in anxiety.

Lin Xingwan's gaze returned to the screen, and she narrowed her eyes slightly.

Deep in the garage behind the boy, there were vaguely parked several large, dark green machines.

The tires were taller than a person, and the sturdy mechanical arms looked highly technological.

Lin Xingwan's pupils shrank suddenly.

That wasn't an ordinary vehicle at all, but a top-tier German-imported fully automatic hydraulic seeder!

A piece of super heavy machinery capable of automatic soil turning, sowing, and fertilizing all in one!

This was practically a treasure tailor-made for the thousands of acres of black soil in her space!

"Holy crap." Huo Yuan also saw it clearly and raised an eyebrow, "This residential area actually hides such good goods?"

Lin Xingwan stood up abruptly and grabbed the car keys on the table.

In those beautiful fox-like eyes, a fierce light flashed like a wolf seeing meat.

"Lu Ting!" She shouted, casually tying her long hair into a high ponytail.

"Present! What are your orders, Big Sister-in-law?" Lu Ting stood at attention.

"Pick ten brothers with good marksmanship and bring heavy firepower."

Lin Xingwan strode toward the garage, a cold, determined smile curling at the corner of her lips.

Huo Yuan drew the Tang sword from his waist, smiling somewhat cruelly.

"Wife, how are we planning to do this?"

Lin Xingwan turned her head, her red lips parted slightly, and she spat out an extremely arrogant sentence.

"Go to the neighboring residential area and grab the machines."

"And while we're at it, teach those lunatics who is really in charge in The Apocalypse."