At that moment, listening to the other's report, White Butcher suddenly realized there was a problem.
"Wait a minute. The Lizardmen soldiers don't seem to have developed any of these symptoms. Could it be that not a single one of them was infected?"
Hearing that, the other party, a medic who had served at the Southern Frontier Fortress for many years, replied directly...
"The Lizardmen's physical constitutions differ from those of humans. Maybe it's because this targets Ratmen, or perhaps because it targets all viruses—they have very strong resistance. Since I began serving here, I've never seen a Lizardman display any obvious symptoms. Even if they do, they can recover on their own after a couple of days. There's simply no need for any treatment."
"..."
After receiving that answer, White Butcher was genuinely left speechless for a moment.
That kind of physical constitution was enough to make anyone green with envy! Humans like them wouldn't even dare dream of it.
After briefly finishing his report, the medic turned and hurried away. Over the past two days, the number of wounded within the Southern Frontier Fortress had continued to rise. On top of that, the sudden appearance of this epidemic had left the already frantically busy medical unit completely overwhelmed.
Taking advantage of the Ratmen's temporarily slowed offensive, White Butcher and Soros arranged the defensive deployment and then rested whenever they could.
Meanwhile, the Wood Elf mages, including Locke, who had expended large amounts of True Word power, were moved to a quiet room inside the fortress to perform Meditation.
The time Zhou Xu obtained the Meditation Technique and the time the Wood Elves set out had actually not lined up.
However, after learning about the effects of the Meditation Technique, Zhou Xu immediately wrote down the cultivation method and