The terrible disease accompanied by the Inca curse spreading at a mad speed!

The Incas fell ill in batches and died helplessly.

Faced with such a terrible plague, the Incas had no choice at all.

They could only watch it happen.

They prayed for the soul of the Inca king.

But what can a corpse do?

Those who have not yet died began to blame each other under such torture.

They all said that the other party instigated the betrayal of the Inca king first.

Under the threat of death, these people became more and more angry, and then they began to attack each other.

The still alive Incas seemed to be crazy.

They hurt each other with knives and bows.

A large number of people died.

The hatred between humans is far more terrifying than the plague.

The speed of transmission is far beyond the plague.

In more than a day, more than 90% of the Incas died in the plague and internal friction.

The rest of the people are just surviving.

They are waiting for the last moment to come.

They can't even collect the bones of their loved ones.

I am about to die, who will clean up my bones?

Seeing this, Lei Huanxi sighed deeply.

No curse, no.

The black powdery objects in the Inca King's golden scepter must be some kind of terrible virus.

This virus spreads extremely fast and extremely violently.

And it is definitely transmitted through the air.

This is the same as the virus principle used by modern terrorists.

But he had to admire the ancestors of the Incas.

They may have discovered this terrible virus very early and hid it in the golden scepter.

Then pass it on as a secret from generation to generation.

What is admirable is that they not only discovered this virus, but also were able to collect and preserve it without being hurt.

Moreover, it has been preserved for so many years without failure.

This is really rare.

If there is an antidote, there must be an antidote.

Lei Huanxi was very sure of this.

And what is more certain is:

The antidote must also be hidden in the Golden Scepter.

But the Inca king knew that he would die, so he was not prepared to take out the antidote.

perish together.

The last Inca finally died in despair.

What can you say?

Leaving his hometown and leaving his hometown, I experienced so many hardships along the way, and finally came here after a lot of hardships.

But what awaits them is not a paradise of happiness.

They eventually perished in the terrible internal friction.

They killed themselves.

Perhaps this is the greatest sorrow of this large group of Incas.

Mr. Hartman once painted a beautiful scene.

But this time, Lao Ha, who was almost omnipotent, still miscalculated.

These Incas avoided the Spaniards, but did not avoid themselves.

Internal friction will always be the biggest enemy of any nation.

The corpses in front of you who have died for nearly 500 years are the best proof.

Perhaps the only thing that the absolute majority of them thought before they died was why they left their hometown and came here?

But there is never any regret medicine in life.

Lei Huanxi really wanted to put together the bones of these people and buried them.

But there are too many.

That's it.

Let them stay here quietly like this.

Never disturbed.

Wait, what is that?

In the environment generated by the video playback function, Lei Huanxi suddenly discovered something that he could not believe.

An Inca is still alive.

Yes, he is really alive.

And he was actually a teenage boy.

What's going on?

Didn't the virus invade him?

Lei Huanxi couldn't believe his eyes.

Use the video playback function again.

This time, Lei Huanxi and Xiaopang carefully checked inch by inch what they had missed.

They finally found it.

The Incas launched an uprising and the Inca king committed suicide.

The virus he released began to spread.

The little boy was also infected with the virus.

But his parents had already died early and no one cared about him.

The little boy was in pain and cried in despair, but no one would look at the little boy more when facing the adults who were crazy and fighting each other.

Seeing the amiable uncles and uncles who were usually friendly, the little boy was extremely scared and struggled to crawl outside.

He was tortured by the virus and could only crawl.

He climbed all the way to the edge of a cliff.

The virus has completely attacked.

The little boy was dying.

He is so helpless on the verge of death.

His hands were scrambling around him.

This is often the case with people in despair.

They didn't know what they were catching, but they always looked forward to catching something.

The little boy grabbed a handful of grass and stuffed it into his mouth randomly.

He once saw adults treat them with herbs after they got sick.

This impressed him very deeply.

So he naively believes that all herbs can cure diseases!

However, it was this absurd act in the eyes of adults that really saved his life by accident.

The little boy who ate the grass fell asleep in a drowsy state.

This sleep is all day long.
To be continued...