Time passed, second by second, without any further incidents.
Cui Xiya came in Su Na's place, wearing a specially made Death Plague Protective Suit. She took some diseased tissue from the last infected patient and stored it in a double-walled glass bottle.
The space between the walls held seawater, providing isolation to prevent the Death Plague from leaking out.
After collecting the tissue, Cui Xiya flew unsteadily away again. Clearly, she was not very willing to run errands, but she had no way to refuse.
Only then did Yang Yi "cure" the last patient. He swept his gaze over the crowd but found no other patients.
It seemed that the Death Plague's ability to infect and spread was also greatly reduced near him. Unless a terminal-stage patient deliberately spread it, it could not spread at all.
Seeing that it was already nine, Yang Yi simply shut down the teleportation.
All the players who were coming had already arrived. The rest had either had something come up at the last minute, changed their minds, or met with an accident.
They were at sea, after all. Anything could happen.
Yang Yi, Yu Dawei, Zhang Zhi, and the others climbed onto the head of a Bigji Robot, preparing to say a few words.
"Hello, everyone. I'm One-Eye.
"But you should all be familiar with who I am by now, so I won't go into that here."
Yang Yi spoke first. He did not use a sound system; his booming voice was enough to carry across the entire square.
"Ahem... I'm Yu Dawei!
"My body hasn't been built yet, so for now, I can only meet you all in this form.
"This island..."
Next, Yang Yi and Yu Dawei took turns speaking from a script they had prepared beforehand. They briefly described how they