Chapter 273 Are You Sure You Want to Debate the Origin of the Plague with Me?
Gretel and the Necromancer looked at each other and looked away. The military-like speaker from the Emergency Management Department has already reached the stage of expressing determination and confidence:
"...As Master Nordmark said, the plague he encountered in Heartland City last year, if my colleagues were here, we would have been able to kill it at the source and not let it spread to the whole city."
He was full of confidence and his tone was sonorous and powerful. Gretel quickly glanced at the auditorium and saw that the face of the healer from the Spring Water Temple was darkened and the corners of his mouth were twitching. It was obvious that he had known the inside story of the plague for a long time. Gretel was so nervous that he didn't laugh out loud:
Surely it can be killed? Won't you let it go? What are you going to do? Do you want to go into the temple's dark cell?
In his wild thoughts, the other party's speech has come to an end. The speaker made a fist with his right hand, knocked on his chest, and spoke in a high-pitched voice:
"Our department believes that as long as patrols and vigilance are strengthened, the outbreak of the plague will definitely be prevented. Please rest assured!"
Amid the waves of applause, Grete lowered his head deeply and raised the corners of his mouth in laughter.
Gretel really couldn't help but want to laugh.
This game is so easy, it’s almost like giving away points. In other words, this is because the other party takes the initiative to enter a field that he is familiar with, and then lets him defeat him with his rich experience...
How can you still stick to your original point of view? Ah, after I read so many death records and named so many infectious diseases, how could you still stick to your original point of view and not quickly change your attack method?
It wasn't until the clerk signaled him to stand up to answer that Gretel barely suppressed his smile and stood up with a straight face. After greeting all parties as usual, he cleared his throat and fired directly at the opposite side:
"First of all, I would like to thank all my colleagues in the Emergency Management Department for their hard work and contributions to urban safety for decades. Secondly, I would like to ask a question——
Do you think that the only source of the plague is the destruction caused by followers of the evil god and enemy spies? "
"this--"
The other person instinctively wanted to answer and opened his mouth, but his voice was stuck in his throat. Grete picked up the manuscript paper from the previous lecture, line by line, and read it aloud again:
“In 1163, chickenpox killed 37 people, smallpox killed 278 people, and dysentery killed 129 people.
In 1165, a cholera outbreak occurred, killing 15,237 people.
In 1166, dysentery killed 57 people. Scarlet fever, 218 deaths.
1167, dysentery, 38 people. Diphtheria, 115 people. Smallpox, 327 people.
I haven’t read out the infectious diseases with too few deaths and too sporadic deaths. If the source of the plague is only destruction by foreign enemies, do you want to say that the Emergency Management Department has missed so many enemy attacks in the past 20 years? "
On the rostrum, Old Sam sneered and burst into laughter.
The soldier from the Emergency Management Department almost glared at the rostrum with his chin, but he turned back. The people sitting there are all great magicians, the people in the Magic Council who have the power to make administrative decisions——
The legendary mages were not doing anything, and the magicians above level 15 were also busy attacking the legends. The last person who was kicked out to take charge of daily affairs was the rotating committee member of the review committee. Offend them? In the city of mage, do you still want to hang out!
He had no choice but to point his finger at Gretel. He held his head high, stood up straight, and said angrily amidst the gentle laughter around him:
"Mr. Nordmark, we are not talking about ordinary diseases, but plagues! Of course, the city's existing treatment power is enough to treat ordinary diseases. Only plagues can cause large numbers of deaths!
Our Emergency Management Department can contain the source of the plague as long as we prevent all enemies from destroying us! "
Gretel sighed softly. Sir, it’s not that I want to lose face to you, but you said that preventing spies can prevent the plague. For a doctor, it is really intolerable——
"So, what is the plague?"
The black-robed mage on the rostrum was refreshed. In the auditorium, several healers from different churches sat upright at the same time. Without looking at them, Gretel turned out of his seat and walked to the whiteboard:
"Smallpox is a plague? Cholera is a plague? Dysentery is a plague? Black Death is a plague? - So, what is the plague itself? Is it a miasma, a poison, a curse from the devil, a punishment from the gods?"
When he said something, some people responded, some nodded, some shook their heads, some agreed, and some tried to refute. Gretel turned a blind eye and just raised his chin to Aurora at the discussion table and pointed to the documents on the table:
"From ancient times to the present, various diseases have been named plague by us. They all have a common characteristic: rapid contagion, and many patients with similar symptoms appear in a short period of time, far exceeding the local treatment capacity. Once spread Ten, spread from ten to a hundred, causing a lot of pain and death. So I think they should be given a more precise definition:
infectious disease.
As for the origin of this infectious disease, I have already explained it in two papers submitted in February, "On the Isolation and Treatment of Large-Scale Outbreaks of Dysentery" and "Records of Observation of Shigella Bacilli Using a Homemade Microscope". "
Aurora raised the two papers in response, waved her hand, and continued working.
“In short, according to my observations and research, dysentery, cholera, tuberculosis, and many other infectious diseases are all caused by certain extremely subtle existences.
This kind of organism - I call it 'bacteria' - is widespread in nature and only causes disease in special circumstances. They multiply in the patient's body, are excreted, and then infect other healthy individuals. This process has been described in two of my papers.
Bacteria are so small that they can only be seen with a special microscope. Sir, if you want to use the same method to deal with the enemy, wave your sword and keep them out, you can't do it..."
He looked calm and talked eloquently. Across the table, the speaker from the Emergency Management Department had a dull look on his face. His face and eyes looked like a scumbag who picked up a pen in a high-level math class and couldn't keep up with the lecture. If he had a word bubble on his head, it would definitely say:
"Who am I? Where am I? What is that guy talking about?"
"These things you said...must have evidence! Yes, evidence!"
He finally struggled to say a word. Grete got what he wanted, raised his hand, and waved towards the discussion table:
"Auro, paper."
In front of the long table, Aurora Wharton didn't even raise her head, her hands flashed with fluorescent lights, and she was busy acting as a human copy machine...
Hearing Gretel's words, Aurora raised her arms and flew over to a paper. The student from the emergency management department was confused. He lowered his head to open the cover and stared at the inner pages. He couldn't turn a page in a long time. Grete glanced at it from a distance and almost laughed out loud:
Dude, you took it down!
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