Just then, someone walked over and snuffed out the bomb with one hand. It was the lion-headed man who had called for their help.
He said, "Wanda and the others have nothing to do with Jack. And they were also the ones who cleared the poison gas from this town with their magic."
Wanda suddenly understood. "Now that you mention it, the gas really has dispersed. Who are you people?" she asked, on the verge of tears.
Chopper came running over with a pile of things in his arms. "What are you all still dawdling for?"
"Chopper?" Nami said.
Chopper walked over carrying a heap of equipment. "It's been more than a day since the gas spread. If those who inhaled it don't receive antidote treatment within forty-eight hours, everyone will die."
Brook asked, "What is that?"
"We're making an antidote, starting now! Come on, hurry up! There's no time, we have to save this country's people!" Chopper said. Caesar stood nearby as well, holding a large pile of instruments.
Chopper said tensely, "To save everyone in this country, every second counts. Where's the hospital? We don't have enough medical equipment or medicine. If there are any more people available, gather them all here. I'm a doctor—follow my instructions."
The little squirrel said, "I'm a nurse. I'll help."
Chopper nodded. "All right, I'm counting on you."
Wanda was deeply moved, tears streaming down her face. "You're willing to save us?"
Chopper nodded, and so did the others.
Wanda lowered her ears. "We... everyone thought we were doomed."
"We won't abandon a single person," Nami said.
Chopper turned to Caesar. "You're helping me."
Caesar nodded. "Got it."
"Then it's a race against time," Chopper said.
Chopper placed all the cups he had scavenged from around town onto the table.
Caesar was