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A large table was filled with various dishes, and the aroma of wine permeated the air. Sitting around the table were the Ancient Sorcerer and Fang Daoming, among others.
After a day and night of rest, Fang Daoming's spirits had clearly recovered. He raised his wine glass, his face glowing, and said to the Ancient Sorcerer, "Ancient Sorcerer, I really can't thank you enough."
After falling ill, Fang Daoming didn't pay much attention at first. After all, medical conditions had improved significantly; it was no longer like the days when he fought for his life on the battlefield. However, as major hospitals failed to diagnose his illness or provide treatment, he began to lose hope of ever standing again.
But the Ancient Sorcerer had miraculously cured him with a bowl of Pomegranate Juice.
"Ha, it was just a small effort!"
The Ancient Sorcerer and Fang Daoming clinked their glasses lightly and then drank it all in one go.
Sitting to the side, Fang Miao cautiously glanced at the Ancient Sorcerer but quickly averted her gaze, like a frightened little bird.
The Ancient Sorcerer naturally noticed Fang Miao's expression but pretended not to. Ever since the awkward incident during their fight when she had an accidental exposure, their encounters had become somewhat awkward.
"Ha, Old Fang, how are you going to thank me now?"
Jiu Ye tossed a piece of meat into his mouth. This time he brought the Ancient Sorcerer here to treat Fang Daoming's illness, and he was quite pleased that it actually worked.
"Hmph! It wasn't you who cured my illness."
Fang Daoming was not going to give Jiu Ye a good face.
"Oh? Are you burning bridges after crossing them?"
"So what if I am?"
Seeing Jiu Ye and Fang Daoming bickering, the Ancient Sorcerer also found it amusing. However, this was just the playful banter between two life-and-death comrades, so there was no need for him to intervene.
"Come on, let's have a drink."
The Ancient Sorcerer raised his cup and extended it toward Du Quan.
"Cheers."
As a fellow shaman, Du Quan had a deeper understanding of the Ancient Sorcerer's abilities and naturally held a greater admiration for the young man before him.
Among those present, Jiu Ye and Fang Daoming were well-known, while the Ancient Sorcerer, Tie Niu, and Du Quan were also good conversationalists. Although Fang Miao didn't speak much, he was responsible for pouring the drinks, and soon the atmosphere at the table became lively.
"Report."
Fang Daoming's brow furrowed slightly as his aide entered. The aide knew that Fang Daoming was eating and drinking but still came in, which meant there was something important to discuss, likely something unpleasant.
After going into the study with his aide, when Fang Daoming emerged a moment later, everyone noticed his dark expression, which looked quite grim.
"Grandpa, what happened?"
Fang Miao asked anxiously as soon as he saw his grandfather's demeanor. His grandfather had just recovered from an illness; it wouldn't be good if he had to worry again.
Fang Daoming sat down but did not respond to Fang Miao. Instead, he looked at the Ancient Sorcerer and said, "Ancient Sorcerer, it seems we will have to trouble you again this time."
"Hmm?"
The Ancient Sorcerer was taken aback. Since it was the aide who had come to deliver the message, it should have been a matter of official business that had nothing to do with him.
"It’s like this, a strange disease has appeared in a village. We received a call on the ground, hoping we could send troops to assist in sealing it off to prevent a larger incident."
Fang Daoming's words revealed information that was anything but ordinary. First, the incident involved a village, not an individual; the more people involved, the greater the trouble. Second, the situation was already serious; otherwise, there would be no request for military assistance.
"A strange disease? Haven't any doctors been dispatched there?"
Seeing the puzzled expression on the Ancient Sorcerer's face, Fang Daoming replied, "Of course they have. After receiving the report, the local government immediately activated emergency protocols and sent doctors over. However, no matter how they examined or investigated, they couldn't find the source of the disease or even determine what kind of illness it was. The only thing that has been clarified is that initially only two or three people in the village contracted this strange disease, but slowly more and more have fallen ill... Now there is concern about the disease spreading, which is why they sought our military's assistance."
This matter originally had nothing to do with the Ancient Sorcerer. However, Fang Daoming quickly thought that since the Ancient Sorcerer could cure his own strange illness, perhaps he could also identify the source of the strange disease in the village. That’s why he wanted to trouble the Ancient Sorcerer to take a look.
"Alright, no problem. I'll go check it out."
The Ancient Sorcerer’s curiosity was piqued by Fang Daoming's words. Generally speaking, when troops are mobilized, it is highly likely due to an infectious disease, and a large number of doctors should have already been deployed. Yet they still couldn’t determine what illness it was; that was quite strange.
"We shouldn’t delay; let’s go now."
Fang Daoming had a military demeanor and acted promptly.
"Elder Fang, you and Jiu Ye don’t need to go; that area isn’t very safe right now."
Seeing this, the Ancient Sorcerer immediately intervened. Regardless of what disease was present in that village, people like Jiu Ye and Fang Daoming were definitely not as resilient as he was at their age; it would be better for them not to go.
"Hmph! What do you mean by that? We’ve walked through life and death countless times; are we afraid of this?"
Jiu Ye nodded in agreement with Fang Daoming's words and said, "Yeah, bullets raining down on the battlefield can’t take our lives; what’s there to fear about this disease?"
"Alright then, let’s all go take a look."
Ancient Sorcerer hesitated for a moment, but ultimately nodded. Although he still did not know what the illness in the village was, he believed that he could absolutely ensure the safety of Jiu Ye and Fang Daoming.
After stepping out, they boarded the helicopter, and Ancient Sorcerer, Fang Daoming, and others immediately flew towards the troubled village. Meanwhile, a portion of the military camp had already completed their preparations, and ten military vehicles drove out, filled with soldiers.
Flying over the mountains for nearly an hour, they gradually spotted a cluster of houses on the ground.
"Commander, we have arrived. This village is called Dashi Village. There are a total of 572 people in the village, and according to statistics, 486 people have contracted the strange illness, all exhibiting the same symptoms."
"Good. Let's go down and see what is going on."
The helicopter landed in a flat area outside the village, and as soon as it came to a stop, Tie Niu was the first to jump out eagerly.
Perhaps having received notice, as soon as Fang Daoming reached the village entrance, a group of people quickly approached him.
Ruan Liren had long been informed that troops would come to assist with the situation in the village. Therefore, when the helicopter circled above, he promptly brought people out to welcome them. The situation in the village was becoming increasingly serious and bizarre; it was no longer something he could handle alone, and strong military intervention was urgently needed.
"Hello, I am Ruan Liren, the person in charge here. May I ask who you are?"
"I am Fang Daoming. I came over as soon as I received notice; the soldiers are on their way and will arrive shortly."
Fang Daoming and Ruan Liren shook hands firmly, exchanged a few pleasantries, and then walked together into the village.
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