Chu Fei, the Elf Empress, the Ascending Dragon Hall personnel who had come to provide support, and the Elf Race's higher-ups all began busily working after their smooth return to the Elf Race.
What they now had to face was the virus that was spreading wildly.
Just as Chu Fei had predicted, the virus had already spiraled out of control, and the outcome was almost too horrible to look at.
When Chu Fei's group had first arrived among the Elf Race, the virus had already been on the verge of losing control, though it could still barely be contained. If powerful epidemic-control measures had been implemented immediately at that time, the Elf Race's losses would not have been severe.
But now, after nearly half a month of turmoil by Yanhuang standards of timekeeping, the virus had completely gone out of control and erupted on a massive scale.
Now, across more than half the Elf Race's territory near Ascending Dragon Hall, chaos reigned. Six out of every ten elves here were afflicted. The number of elves on the verge of death or already dead was impossible to count, and the contagion was still spreading.
The Meme Virus could be said to strike straight at the origin itself, and there were no antibodies against it. For the moment, there was only one treatment: Ascending Dragon Hall would examine the patient, determine the type of Meme Virus within them, and then inject a specific cleanup program.
As for the origin that the elves had lost, they could only pray. Ascending Dragon Hall could attempt to repair an origin damaged by the Meme Virus, but the cost was enormous. Of course, they would still conduct a few research trials. The Elf Race had to understand just how high the price was before opening their