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Chapter 51: Then Hang on to the Southeast Branch

　　"Why do you have a power furnace? This shouldn't, shouldn't!"

　　They couldn't comprehend the situation before them, being Ursus fangs themselves they were hiding around because of the storm and saw the faint light of the lighthouse when they were desperate.

　　Knowing that Zweiburg had refused to stop and take them in such a storm, they had resigned themselves to pacing towards a nearby outpost.

　　Such a storm would have killed them.

　　But a sudden light came on in the storm, that gentle light hovering just above a spot that they judged to be a city willing to take in those with no way out.

　　That was hope!

　　And it could only be their great empire that could do that!

　　"This is Ursus territory - assholes, tell me what vile methods you have used and how many of our countrymen you have abused to get your hands on such a power furnace!"

　　The picket officer shouted, and he soon tasted blood rising in his throat as the woman in front of him somehow slammed a hard punch into his chest!

　　"Stop screaming, our wounded here are still resting."

　　Wang Zhan saw that the infected on the streets were all stupid, they all wanted to go up and beat up these slow-moving picketers, Tallulah slowly wagged her tail, a little impatient with these picketers.

　　"Pfft... heh, well, how dare you hit me!"

　　The picket officers behind him slowly drew their sabers, their silver blades trembling, and Wang Zhan guessed that they were frozen to the ground.

　　Even though their protective suits were professional, they still couldn't resist this low temperature.

　　"Alina, go ask them about Zweiburg, as for the useless ones, I'll leave them at your disposal."

　　Wang Zhan still remembered the black-hearted merchant with the white eyes, he wanted to find out the whereabouts of that infected person so that he could do justice to Tallulah.

　　If you are dead ... Wang Zhan felt that White Eyes was 80% unlikely to survive, so he asked about Zweiburg's response to the storm.

　　Tallulah said that there was a complete production line of inhibitors in that city, and since White Eyes had a channel to sell them, it would be best to think of a way to do it yourself and send a scouting team to that city to look for the equipment to make a whole production line underneath the energy tower.

　　"Tallulah," Alina looked warily at the seven picketers in the distance as Karl led a group around them, she stepped behind Tallulah, "Mr. Energy Tower wants to know about Zweiburg... As for their lives, you decide."

　　Zweiburg? Was it because of that incident with White Eyes?

　　Tallulah was grateful, she had suffered a dumb loss because of that, but I didn't expect Mr. Energy Tower to remember, "You are picketers from Zweiburg?"

　　"Ha! Too late, too late! Infected, I'm not letting you go!"

　　The other picket officer was on the verge of a nervous breakdown, which gave the Infected the right to take what belonged to them and block them out so justifiably?

　　This ninny and the infected behind her deserved to eat his whip!

　　He wanted to hear them scream!

　　"Yes, we are," the picket officer, who had been hiding at the end of the line, responded to Tallulah, his eyes tired and looking to the rest of his companions with fear in his eyes.

　　They seemed genuinely mad, completely oblivious to the abnormality of these infected.

　　"If you want to know what's going on in Zweiburg - then let me live!"

　　The picket officer next to him instantly drew his knife and chopped off his arm, Wang Zhan in front of the screen was stunned, were these people so ruthless?

　　Luckily, the weather was colder, and the part that was cut off didn't spurt much blood, but the man was still dead if he wasn't saved.

　　"You're betraying Ursus!"

　　The man was knocked down with a kick, and the picket officer who kicked him lost his balance and fell to the ground.

　　The other picketers snickered loudly and turned their heads in unison to face Tallulah, and Karl, beside her, whispered, "Then all six will be killed, and the cripple will have to stay."

　　Tallulah tapped her jaw, "I didn't realize the storm had just arrived and was about to see blood."

　　She strides forward violently, one foot slamming into the floor to pivot her body, her hands gripping her greatsword, her tail all but exerting itself -

　　She looked up at the five who were gradually losing their smiles and unleashed her own Gensokyo technique, her sword beginning to burn from the heat, steam, and cold wind drifting off into the distance, hissing-!

　　The red blade sliced through the cold wind and fell with a single stroke, the five people fell to the ground, the one person on the ground was so shocked and lost his concentration that he directly fainted.

　　The crowd screamed in unison, Wang Zhan even felt refreshed, this group of people arrogant and domineering look he really can't get used to.

　　But what does Tallulah plan to do with the unconscious people?

　　Except for that cripple who was a bit useful, this person would just be a scourge if he stayed.

　　"What about the rest?"

　　Carl kicked him as if he were truly unconscious.

　　The man was a villain, Tallulah thought it was a good idea not to keep him, and Alina looked at the five on the ground with some nausea, she wasn't usually used to seeing blood.

　　Especially since these guys smelled like barbecue.

　　"Hang him," Tallulah said, just as a contrast to the rest of the cripples, to tell the populace that the picketers weren't to be feared.

　　On the other hand, it was a way of telling the crowd that had come under the Energy Tower that even enemies could make a living here if their hearts were turned toward Mr. Energy Tower and they were willing to work for the well-being of everyone.

　　Carl also understands this meaning, to make an example of him, "Hear that, brothers, hang this byd's up, remember not to hang under Mr. Energy Tower."

　　"Can't let this guy get in Mr. Energon's way!"

　　The infected laughed, when this person wakes up there will be a good show.

　　Wang Zhan didn't care about this, he was more concerned about these corpses since the populace felt that these guys deserved to die, he didn't need to point out a special decree to dispose of the corpses of these guys, right?

　　He waited for a while, the populace didn't ask him to settle these guys' corpses.

　　Good, that's more like his own people.

　　"I'll tell you all what you want to ask... But, I want to live."

　　The picket officer covered his shoulder, his other broken arm becoming hard on the floor, Wang Zhan saw some hesitation from the crowd, perhaps the hatred between the infected and the picket officer was deeper than he even imagined.

　　"Alina, take him to the ambulance station."

　　"Since we intend to ask him about Zweiburg, let's do as he says and give him a way out first."

　　Seeing that the infected man was still hesitant, Alina informed the crowd, "Send him to the ambulance station, it's Mr. Energy Tower's decision."

　　The corners of Tallulah's mouth twitched and she said with a raised eyebrow, "We promised to let him live, we can't let Mr. Energy Tower go back on his word."

　　It was entirely possible to cajole this guy into spilling everything he wanted to know, Carl sighed, but if Mr. Energy Tower decided so, then so be it.

　　Credibility, Carl thought, was such a nebulous thing.

　　"Hear that? Someone take this guy to the aid station and throw the rest of the bodies in the storm before they are thrown outside to feed the toothed beasts."

　　"Here comes the heavy trouble again!"

　　The four people in the ambulance station signaled the infected to throw the new patient on the sickbay, they were still busy dealing with Froststar's condition, Mephistopheles was even more focused, and none of the five people bothered to look at the picket officer.

　　Seeing the five so busy, the infected couldn't be bothered to make a sound and silently retreated.

　　The picket officer touched the quilt, leaving tears for a moment, this is a warm quilt, the quilt he longed for in the storm!

　　Faust, who had arrived, looked at the tearful picket officer on the bed, and anger grew between his eyebrows, why save such a black worm!

　　He touched the crossbow on his back and drew his bow, a single blow would kill him!

　　Wang Zhan saw Faust outside the ambulance station and inwardly shouted no, killing would be a big loss.

　　He was about to yell at Alina when he realized that someone had already taken a step forward.

　　Faust was about to shoot an arrow but someone held the arrow on his bow, Faust looked up to see Petrova's face, it was a white face that looked rough but felt soft.

　　"I heard it said that your Mr. Energy Tower saved a picket."

　　"It was an order from Mr. Energy Tower?"

　　Faust lowered his crossbow but his anger was not gone, facing Petrova but glancing at the picketer with his eyes, what a hateful face!

　　"Hey, I hate picketers too," Petrova gave the picketer the middle finger to show that she could understand Faust's thoughts, "but you do, but Tallulah and the girls don't?"

　　Faust, of course, was well aware that everyone hated the picket officer, and after hearing that it was Mr. Energeta's decision, he understood that he was being opinionated.

　　"I'm not going to kill him, and don't you bother with more words."

　　Petrova smiled smugly as she pulled a candy out of her pocket and handed it over, Faust looked at her warily, "Are you trying to trick me again?"

　　"Anon, it's butterscotch, not the special kind of candy for Frost Star."

　　"I've treasured this for a long time, thinking to save it for myself to try before I die," Petrova tsked, "I can't believe how much has changed under this tower in just a few days."

　　The corner of Faust's mouth rose, "It's natural, the infected can have the ability to fight the storm, besides the efforts of the infected here-"

　　"You don't say, my ears are getting calloused," Petrova had asked the other Wendigo squads along the way, and they had all said they were about to be brainwashed by Mr. Energy Tower related topics.

　　But this Mr. Energy Tower had given them houses to live in, meat to eat, and that big fireplace outside to make the storm seem a little less scary, so even if it was brainwashing, they'd admit it.

　　"You've heard a lot of that already," Faust laughed softly, and Petrova stared at him with a look of amazement on her face.

　　"What, is there something on my face?"

　　"Sasha, you've changed so much," Petrova rubbed his head vigorously, "I can't believe you're laughing! That makes me happier than having Big Daddy tell jokes!"

　　Big Daddy, aka Patriot, Froststar's father, the old warrior couldn't tell jokes at all, it was a complete dig at him for being a facepalm.

　　Faust spat in his mind and quickly changed the subject, "I changed my name, you should call me Faust."

　　"Huh?!"

　　Petrova exclaimed shrilly as the sound of hurried footsteps came from deep within the ambulance station and a growl came out, "Get out! Don't yell in front of the ambulance station!"

　　It took Petrova a moment to remember the business of the trip, "I'd like to ask about Big Sister, I heard from someone that Frost Star was sent here."

　　An infected came out of the ambulance station, he glanced at Petrova, a "pretty" girl, "The condition has stabilized, we're working on the next step of the treatment."

　　"So that means it's okay?"

　　Petrova was overjoyed and squeezed the infected's hand in thanks, "Thank you, Doctor. How can I ever repay you for your great kindness?"

　　The infected grinned and shook his hand off hastily, this girl was a force to be reckoned with, "Don't thank me, even if I had Dr. Gatling's schooling, I couldn't have done that much without this ambulance station."

　　"Anyway, just thank Mr. Energy Tower."

　　Petrova was even more curious, who the hell was Mr. Energy Tower?

　　How did so many buildings get completed in a few days, all of them still fully functional?

　　"Well, you two get outta here," Gatling started to call him, the infected man pretending to reprimand, "Next time, it's not going to happen again."

　　Petrova was quite an interesting girl, and Wang Zhan watched as the pair were scolded by the patrol again before ducking back into the shed in disgrace.

　　The dust concentration bar at the top of the screen was still slowly moving to the right, the probability of acute ore sickness rising to 4%, and at this rate, the probability could reach 16% before the storm ended.

　　It seems very low, but when the dust concentration exceeds a certain value, the probability will be doubled.

　　Wang Zhan had no choice, the energy tower could not be shut down before the storm ended, and in the face of acute ore disease patients, he could only let the ambulance station make an effort.

　　"Mr. Energy Tower, we still have a couple of winter clothes," Alina arranged the remaining Snow Monster squad members and then went to the storage warehouse to count the supplies, she was not worried about the consumption of resources la, those things Mr. Energy Tower would worry about.

　　She was in charge of the distribution of resources, but would find it distractingly annoying for those that were only fractions of a cent.

　　"I was thinking of saving one for Froststar," but surely Froststar would still be wearing that cloak, right, that was given to her by Mr. Patriot.

　　"And then the more prestigious people in the Wendigo Squad, who are surely going to be walking around a lot, checking on the squad."

　　"Just do as you wish," the people of the Snow Monster Squad were quite talkative, this was the conclusion Wang Zhan came to after looking around, although they were warriors, they were actually more like a group of children who hadn't grown up?

　　One could only say that Frost Star was doing a very competent job as a big sister.

　　"By the way, there are still empty beds at the ambulance station, you can arrange for some of the wounded to go in for treatment."

　　There's no reason to leave the ambulance station empty, it's a good idea to treat one if you can.

　　"Hm, I'll go arrange it."

　　Froststar's treatment would need to wait until around two o'clock in the afternoon for the picket officer's treatment to begin.

　　"Froststar's condition will be in your care for now, Mephisto you go back too, wait, I'll inject you with the inhibitor before you go."

　　Gatling finished his business before checking on the picketers, the three infected had a look of disdain on their faces as they asked, "You don't seem too resistant, do you?"

　　He confirmed the severed arm, the break was clean, not a big problem, "It happens all the time when you're a doctor."

　　"You often treat picketers?"

　　"I don't mess with money," Gatling skillfully handled the picket's broken arm, then the rest of the body, the picket didn't move, letting him fiddle with it, "Money buys better medicine."

　　Better medicine to save more people.