Chapter 462: Persistence
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He was originally the second weakest guy in the gang, and since he was abducted from the blank paper, he has become the weakest one. There was nothing wrong with the night of his return from the square, but the next day Snakefang found Joe lying motionless on the hay, with a moaning moan in his mouth and cheeks a terrible red.
"He's been eroded by the cold plague," Aoi touched Joe's forehead, "and his head burns terribly." β
"I ...... Will you die?"
He opened his half-squinted eyes and asked softly.
No one answered.
The cold plague is an extremely difficult disease, once infected, it can only rely on the body to resist the past - but people in good health rarely suffer from cold, and generally the sick are those who are weak and weak, so few patients can survive. For rats, the cold plague is essentially a death sentence.
"I'm going to Kanash," Serpentfang said to break the silence.
"What are you looking for him to do?"
"Ask him to give Joe more food," he staggered, "I've heard people say that if you can fill your stomach and keep your body warm after the cold, your chances of surviving will be much higher." β
"He won't give it to you," Tigerpaw shook his head, "we all know what kind of person he is. β
"Yes, maybe you'll be beaten up by him," Aoi said, gathering the hay, "rats never keep wasters." β
"Joe is not a waste," Serpentfang retorted, "and he is literate!"
"It's just a few, and is it of any use to Kanash? He wants someone who can fight, rob, steal, and pickpocket. β
"......" Snake Fang gritted his teeth and turned and walked straight towards the manager of Tailless Alley. Even if he will be beaten out with a stick by the other party, he wants to give it a try.
But unexpectedly, Kanash did not return.
"You're in luck," Tiger Paw grinned as he brought the news back to his companion, "or we'll have one more to take care of." β
Aoi sighed, "When the bread is handed out, we'll all give it to Joe so he can eat more." β
However, Snakefang didn't feel lucky, and he vaguely felt that something was wrong.
It took less than half an hour to report the news to the bloody hands, and it could be understood that he had not returned last night as a matter of discussing countermeasures, but it was already noon today, so why should the discussion be finished? Moreover, he also peeked inside while those men opened the door, and found that it was not only Kanash, but even his lover was gone.
It wasn't long before the gang began distributing food, and Snakefang noticed that this time it was being distributed by Kanash's cronies.
It was still half a piece of brown bread.
......
After four days, Joe's condition not only did not improve, but worsened a lot.
Yesterday he could still shout that it was so cold, but today he can't even speak. His bright red face began to turn white, and the sound of his breathing became weaker and weaker.
"We did our best. Aoi touched her belly and said listlessly.
They had given half of the food to Joe these days, and if it weren't for that, he probably wouldn't have survived this time. The tiger claws, which have always been energetic, have become a little weak.
Kanash hasn't been seen these days.
The hundred-hundred-odd rats gathered in the room began to talk about it, but it was only a discussion, after all, the daily food was still distributed as usual, but today's noise was particularly louder.
Today is the day of the handout of the preaching.
"I'll go to the square," said Snake Fang, who hesitated for a long time, and finally bit his lip, "there is not enough bread for us to eat, and if we can get a bowl of piping hot porridge, Joe may be able to hold on." β
"Are you crazy?" Aoi glared at him, "Don't forget how Kanash warned us, you really want to be sewn in the mouth with a needle and thread?"
"The premise is that he knows that I ran away, and now that the Kanash people don't know where they are, maybe the city lord is really going to do something to them!"
"But his men are still here, and you think they'll let you go if they find out?" Aoi looked at Tiger Claw, "Don't be stupid to stand there, you can tell me about him too." β
"I'll go with you," the latter said suddenly.
"You-"
"Maybe this grain release has already been stirred up, or maybe the nobles are just trying to put on a show, if there is no food at all, it is not a violation of Kanash's warning, right?" Tiger Paw pouted, "And I have a lot of strength, I can run back and forth on my back, it won't take long along the way, Kanash is not here now, and those cronies are huddled in his room to roast the fire, and no one will notice us." β
"This ......" Aoi hesitated.
"You're here to stay," said Serpentfang, "and if anyone asks, I'd have a say." Let's just say that we have diarrhea and go to find a sheltered place to squat, don't worry, it will only take so long to rush back from there. β
"Alright then," she said, glancing around, "you guys go and get back quickly." β
......
Snake Fang and Tiger Claw slipped out of the hut and ran down the alley, the snow rising from their feet soaking the cuffs of their trousers, and the cold wind blowing on their faces like knives, but even so, the two of them did not stop. Panting and rushing to the square, they found that nearly a thousand people were already gathered around the wooden platform!
It's really giving out porridge!
The two hurriedly ran over, but were stopped by two guards in brown uniforms, "Go from that side, don't push, don't intersperse, otherwise you will be disqualified." β
Only then did Snake Tooth notice that a wooden fence had been erected around the podium in the center of the square, and people were like a long dragon folded, advancing along the passage enclosed by the fence in turn. At intervals, guards with strange iron rods stood as if they were the keepers of order, and from time to time someone was driven out of the ranks.
"My friend is sick...... Can you help us, please!" Snakefang fell to his knees in the snow.
"He's been hungry for days, and he's in desperate need of food!" Tiger Paw knelt down.
"What disease?"
"Yes...... Cold Plague. β
One of them reached out and lifted the unconscious Joe, "Hand him over to me, you guys go and get in line." β
"Thisβ"
"He knows the way back, doesn't he?" said the other, "and even if he doesn't know, you can come here and look for him." β
As he spoke, the guard had already carried Joe away.
"What should I do?" the two looked at each other. No one expected that it would turn out like this, and according to their ideas, the other party would either be indifferent or let them go around the fence and go first to get the porridge.
"Let's go back first," Serpentfang decided after a moment's thought.
"What, go back?" Tiger Claw was stunned, "Don't you drink porridge?"
"It's going to take us at least half an hour, and it's easy to get an accident if it's too long," he nodded, "and we'll sneak out and pick up Joe back in the evening." β
Tiger Claw reluctantly glanced at the wooden platform where the porridge was distributed, "That...... All right. β
There is another sentence that the snake tooth did not say, and now that the announcement of the distribution of relief food has come true, what about the other two news, will they also be realized one by one?
He vaguely felt that the black street might be about to usher in a big change.
Back in Tailless Alley, the two slipped into the house lightly, but they were shocked.
Aoi was seen hanging from the doorway with her hands tied behind her back, and a crumbling bench under her feet, while Kanash's men stood beside her, looking at the two with a sneer.
"Yo, you're back from eating and drinking?" (To be continued.) )