Chapter 137: Test Subjects
The soldiers sat down, resting atop the walls.
Adam Smith arranged for them to return to the tents in batches, where easy-to-digest foods like meat porridge were prepared.
At the same time, he would "casually" check each group of soldiers.
If any wounded soldiers were found, they would first be given a purification potion, then their wounds would be bandaged, and they'd be tied up for safety.
The soldiers, aware of the basic procedure, didn't resist, instead chatting and laughing as they were checked.
They didn't realize the gravity of the situation, but even if they did, they wouldn't worry.
The Lord and Adam Smith would take care of all their "after-death" problems.
Thanks to Matthew and Adam Smith's timely interventions, not many berserk fishmen made it onto the walls, and only four soldiers were injured.
However, these four wounded soldiers underwent terrifying changes right before Matthew's eyes.
Their consciousnesses faded, and their body temperatures rapidly increased.
Purification potions had no effect...
Healing potions were ineffective...
They lost the ability to speak, and their digestive reactions intensified.
"Minor Healing" was useless...
"Moderate Healing" had no impact...
Their muscles rapidly swelled, their skin split, and their bones mutated.
"Major Healing" failed...
Matthew ended the mutations early.
From the time they were injured until the mutations were halted, the entire process took only 40 minutes to an hour.
It was too fast!
Matthew tried to heal each soldier to the best of his abilities, but all efforts failed.
As of now, with his current knowledge and healing techniques, he had no way to stop berserk infections!
Right now, it was just fishmen, but in the future, it could very well infect humans!
The infection was simple and direct, making it a deadly threat to large numbers of defenseless civilians.
After quickly disposing of the bodies, Matthew made sure there were no issues with the burned corpses and breathed a sigh of relief.
At least he was confident he could stop the infection from spreading.
Matthew had made up his mind to tighten the screening of recruits and adventurers.
At the same time, Matthew immediately prepared for battle and promptly informed Adam Smith of the outcome.
Upon hearing the news, Adam Smith's face turned grim.
Especially after learning that the berserk fishmen's infection could transfer to humans, his unease reached its peak.
If such a horrifying outbreak occurred in Bloodmoon City or the Bay Territory, Adam Smith couldn't even imagine the hellish scenario...
"Don't worry, this won't happen while we're still alive."
Matthew's calm voice quickly brought Adam Smith back to reality.
His sharp mind quickly grasped that all of this had to be orchestrated!
The enemy had deliberately shown them this horrifying experiment and would likely eliminate everyone here to cover it up!
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