Chapter 581: Plan to weaponize the plague
Chapter 581: Plan to weaponize the plague
A thin need extended from Michael's wrist, entering Eve's neck. Michael slowly sent the healing potion into Eve's bloodstream. Eve's breathing improved after the healing potion entered her body. As a result, slight rosiness returned to her skin. Gaya, who sat beside Jennifer at the other end of the bed saw Eve's finger twitching.
Boom!
Suddenly, the windows shattered as the hammer shot into the room and landed in Eve's hand.
"That's cool," Nightmare shrunk himself to land between Eve and Jennifer. He tried to touch the hammer but when he did, a bolt of electricity entered his body.
"Ah!" Nightmare jolted back,
"What happened?" asked Gaya, chuckling.
"It zapped me," Nightmare complained and bore his teeth at the hammer.
On the other hand, Eve's breathing got normal as she slowly opened her eyes to see Michael smiling back at her.
"So it wasn't a dream," her smile suddenly froze as she jerked her head aside to see Jennifer beside her.
"Jenni,"
"She is still sick," Gaya answered her, taking Eve's gaze away from Jennifer for a moment.
"Eve, this is my fiance I told you about, Aelia. And that's Nightmare."
"I wish we had met under different circumstances," Gaya reached out to shake Eve's hand. Eve gritted her teeth to fight the pain and shook Gaya's hand.
After Gaya firmly shook Eve's hand, Nightmare gently reached Eve with a leap and nudged Eve's face.
"It'll be alright. You have the best miracle worker in the whole world. Did you know I was death kissed, and he saved me?"
"I don't know what death kiss is, but I assume it's something worse,"
"Far worse" Gaya nodded,
"Yes, the point is, we can find a cure," Nightmare's kind words put a gentle smile on Eve's face. However, the smile contained misery and sadness rather than delight.
"Our best healers tried before succumbing to the plague. Our only hope is the heavenly alchemists,"
"Fuck the heavenly alchemists. You have the godly alchemist right in front of you," Gaya's brash words quite surprised Eve, but what she heard from Ghost surprised her even more.
"I can find a cure if you get me to the person who got infected first. Any idea who that was?"
Before answering Michael's question, Eve flicked her wrist, taking out a healing potion.
"This is the last one," Eve sighed before gently opening Jennifer's mouth to pour the healing potion into her mouth.
"I don't know when the shipment is coming next,"
"You do know Ghost brewed that potion right?"
Eve took a deep breath and nodded as an answer to Gaya's question.
"After the plague hit two weeks ago, no one could get their hands on them. I sent someone to ask for yourself, but he never came back,"
"Weird. How much did you pay for a potion?"
"Twenty-five thousand, after the plague. Before that, it's fifteen to eighteen thousand,"
As soon as these words escaped Eve's mouth, Gaya's eyes went wide, and the veins in her eyes popped, turning her eyes red.
"We were being scammed. We sell the eighty percent pure healing potion for nine thousand and the ninety percent one for twelve thousand. When I get my hands on that mother fucker who is screwing us, I'll cut his head and shove it way above where the sun doesn't shine," Gaya's words frighten Eve as she never expected a girl like her to be so foul-mouthed and brash.
Eve looked at Nightmare to see him grinning embarrassedly,
"You'll get used to it,"
"That's not a problem we have to deal with right now. Eve, who was the first person to get infected?" asked Michael.
"A dark elf. But he is buried in Esya, a village in Yeserius. I don't think they would let us excavate his remains. We will get arrows instead permission. There is no way, they would let us,"
"Then we won't," Michael calmly said,
"We will go there by night, dig his grave, take whatever Ghost needs, and get the hell out of there before no one notices us," Gaya quickly laid out a plan as Eve stared at them wide-eyed. It was shocking to see Ghost and Aelia talk so casually about grave robbing inside a dark elf territory.
Usually, Eve would have stopped them but looking at her sister and thinking about her family, she couldn't say no to something that might lead Ghost to find a cure.
"Are you sure you can find a cure for this?"
The last time Eve heard, the entire Kingdom of Thera and the empress's court of healers were trying to come up with a cure yet had no breakthrough. However, Ghost talked so simply about finding a cure. His words sounded confident rather than arrogant. Somehow, Eve believed he could really find the cure. After all, Michael had a reputation for pulling several miracles, such as becoming the youngest Fusion stage cultivator. Even Rowena wasn't as young as Michael when she reached the Fusion stage.
"But before we do anything, we need more healing potions. Unfortunately, I don't have enough to keep everyone in the castle sustained,"
"Can you brew enough potions if you had the ingredients?" Eve quickly asked Ghost.
"If I brewed until the nightfall, we would have enough to keep them alive until I come up with a cure,"
"What about moving to another safe house or something? Those guys who attacked you won't stay far away for long. They might get impatient and try to wipe you out,"
"I know a place," Eve quickly thought of the place her father bought weeks before he fell sick. Since it was a recent purchase, none of the outsiders knew about it.
"Does this place happen to have a portal connected to it?"
Unfortunately, Eve shook her head.
"We have to fly there,"
Michael pondered for a moment before standing up from the bed,
"Okay here's the plan. Aelia, put everyone in a large carriage and fly there. I will stay here and brew the healing potions,"
Michael could fly to Eve's safe place with the two girls, But Michael wanted to stay in the castle to kill in case anyone showed up to wipe out the Voldigards. Suppose House Rottgard sent Fusion stage cultivators to finish the job. In that case, Michael could turn into Dark Lord, wipe them out and earn enough experience points to level up without worrying about revealing his true self.
Ghost had to fear making enemies but not the Dark Lord.
"Why are you doing this Ghost? You have only known me for a few days," Eve'svoice stuttered,
"To be honest, I have this feeling. A feeling you and I are so close, like best friends,"' For a change, Michael just told Eve the truth instead of making up a story. Eve was completely taken aback by surprise as she too had the same feeling.
Despite everything, Eve sadly chuckled,
"I have the same feeling too. Is it weird? I mean, we've only known each other for a few days, but I feel like we've known each other for ages. I think we may have been best friends in our previous lives?"
"Who knows? We may have been," Michael just smiled before looking at the front yard through the hole in the window. The previously neatly taken care of and pruned front yard now looked like a battlefield. All those soldiers deserved a proper burial, but Michael had the living to save.
After finding the cure, he didn't only have the chance to get rich but also had a way to solidify his friendship with House Voldigard. If he played his cards right, he could become an influential person in Awor right out of the bat. To achieve anything, he had to find the cure first.
"Follow me. I will show you the storage. I have to give you everything you need before I lose consciousness like the others,"
Eve gestured at them to follow her behind. She took a deep breath and took each step with great difficulty.
"When you lose consciousness, just relax and try not to worry about anything. When you wake up, everything will be back to normal,"
Michael said, following Eve through the corridor.
"I doubt it, Ghost. Most of the protectors are dead except my father and uncle. Even if you managed to cure them, it'd be near impossible for the House Voldigard to get back on its feet. Difficult times lie ahead Ghost,"
Although Eve sounded strong, Michael could sense the sorrow and despair in her tone. As she said, even if he cured the plague, the House Voldigard wouldn't be as strong as it used to be. Several other clans might attempt to take over the Voldigard or what's left of it, like vultures.
However, there was a way where House Voldigard could survive and dominate Thera.
"We can help you with that, but it depends on how ruthless you are," Gaya exclaimed. Even with Ghost, if Eve didn't have the resolution and ruthlessness to do what's necessary, no one could revive House Voldigard.
Michael and Gaya were on the same wavelength as she had the same idea as Michael.
"I saw my men getting slaughtered in front of my eyes. They died so House Voldigard could live. I think that would make me more ruthless than you actually think I am, Aelia,"
"Good. When you are in a position where you can't reach your foes, bring them down to your level,"
"How are we going to do that?" Eve curiously asked Gaya.
"We are going to use the plague against all your enemies,"
Eve immediately halted her steps to turn around to look at both Michael and Gaya. Nightmare wasn't as surprised as Eve because he expected it. On the contrary, he would have been surprised if Michael and Gaya didn't try to exploit the plague to their advantage.
"You are serious?" Eve asked, pretty shaken up by Gaya's words.
"We specialize in dismantling enemies, Eve. Just think of us as your hired fixers," Michael grinned, giving Eve some courage to move forward with their plan.
But even if she disagreed, Michael had already decided to weaponize the plague and spread it to his foes. He just needed some guinea pigs, and House Rottgard seemed like a great testing place.