Translator: XephiZ Editor: Aelryinth
West Fortress...
Many youngsters were carrying mops and buckets to clean the blood stains on the road.
One of the youngsters hurled his mop and yelled furiously, "I want to join the battle. I'm not here to do some cleaning!"
"The corpses must be dealt with in time. Otherwise, it will trigger an outbreak. Hangzhou City is already suffering from one. We can't allow West Fortress to fall into one too..." said Wang Xiaojun.
Suddenly, a scream of agony was heard coming from the bunker.
The youngsters were stunned. It took them a while to collect their thoughts.
Wang Xiaojun quickly rushed into the bunker and saw a group of Battlemages rushing out in fear.
"What's wrong? What happened?" asked Wang Xiaojun.
"Plague, it's the plague. Big Li is covered with blisters!" screamed one of them.