Okay, I still don’t recognize the pathogenic bacteria. Grete suddenly turned around. The great witch priests from the Kestrel Tribe, Black Panther Tribe, and Bison Tribe stood in a row, blocking Cerrela from the outside. Looking at the other end

The bison healed by Gretel has bright eyes:

"Dear Lord of Plagues, can you deal with this plague?"

It can treat a small area, but if you want to resist it on a large scale, you have to give me more time and try more... Gretel was thinking this when he saw the two magic cows that were sprayed with disinfectant and shook.

Holding his tail, he walked slowly over:

"Moo"

A feeling of sadness, pain, and anger rushed over me. From the two pairs of bull's eyes, huge tears rolled down on the snow.

Grete clenched her fists subconsciously.

"There will be a way! I think I should be able to find a way!"

Fight the epidemic, prevent the epidemic, isolate, treat... If it doesn't work, go home and shake people!

There are so many helpers out there!

Disease girl!

Let’s see who is the Lord of Plague!

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Starting tomorrow, we will have to add updates for three consecutive days... Sure enough, once the updates come, I can't hold back...

The temperature will be 38 to 39 degrees in the next three days...
Chapter completed!