Silver Sea.
The Silver Queen tows a broken, leaking cruise ship back, the fleet under dimd light control, showing the full caution of a failed retreat.
Sariel tries to gain the support of the captain officers on the Silver Queen through the command room of the cruise ship.
But after discussing for a long ti, they still refuse to take a stand.
The military system is as steady as an old dog, unlikely to act out of anger or humiliation. Even when battered by pirates, they'd pretend nothing happened. Unlike the comrce guild, which freaks out with any loss.
Sariel wishes the Siren's water cannon had hit the rcury Queen earlier. Only if they too suffered severe losses would they realize the fear of death and possibly cooperate.
In a mont of helplessness, an anomaly report cos from the cruise ship: "Captain, so sailors are experiencing vomiting and dizziness."
The captain is furious: "Seasick? Pathetic, not like it's their first day onboard!"
Sariel suddenly feels that things aren't that simple.
Sure enough, more and more sailors vomit and get dizzy along the way! Could it be the disease magic cast by the Siren?
Sariel feels the incident taking a turn.
Then the captain, face slapped by reality, also starts vomiting over the sea!
Until, he himself suddenly feels his vision spinning and blurring!
—— System Notification: Warning! You have a special disease anomaly, you can't suppress your urge to vomit!
Sariel can't believe it, "I'm a Sage, blessed by the gods, how can I also get infected with a disease?"
But in the next mont, Sariel completely loses control, rushing to the railing to vomit into the sea!
—— System Notification: Warning! You have an abnormal vomiting condition, your maximum Physical Strength -10%, hunger level 20!
What the f*ck?
The rmaid, annoyed, imdiately cries out: "How could you be like this too! The ship is full of these disgusting things—I'm off—"
Seeing the rmaid about to jump into the sea again, Sariel is stupefied!
But the rmaid halts, screaming: "The sea is filled with these spells! It's filthy, I can't forgive it!"
Sariel realizes the navy from the Silver Queen ahead is doing the vomiting!
Even the navy with such strong qualities couldn't hold up? They're really steady, vomiting like that without telling the ship behind them!
Sariel panics: "Dear—"
The rmaid snorts: "It's not your fault, I can't forgive the Siren, it's so low-level and disgusting."
Sariel finally breathes a sigh of relief: "Then what about this disease..."
The rmaid looks disdainful: "Of course, it's the low-level, vile thod spread by the Siren! Actually, there's an even more low-level creature than the Siren, the Harpies, they are ugly and filthy, defecating directly in the air, even more disgusting..."
Defecating! Such a dirty word coming out of such a noble mouth is simply a desecration of her own art...
Sariel is heartbroken: "Then, dear, is there a way to deal with it?"
"Too simple!"
The rmaid waves her hand, water vapor surges around: "So simple!"
Sariel didn't an this: "Is there a way to cure the sailors' disease?"
The rmaid snorts: "Also simple! But since it's a disease, magic doesn't work well, you need dicine. The dicine is simple too, but there's probably no materials here."
Sariel asks: "Which materials?"
The rmaid ponders: "Hmm... the most troubleso is the enzy of moldy fruit, but it's toxic and needs Purification..."
Sariel's whole body shakes, isn't this just penicillin?
Sariel asks: "These moldy fruits are indeed troubleso. Farrs throw them away when seen. Could we use other dicines with similar effects?"
The rmaid snorts: "Anyway, this disgusting disease doesn't affect us Sea Race, but it's unclear for humans. You guys give it a try first—after all, you have Guardian Gods!"
Sariel instantaneously understands, if the Guardian God can't do it, but she can, isn't that a breakthrough?
And that this disease took even the navy's warships by surprise, it surely isn't just low-level and vile.
Sariel springs into action, runs to the command room to scold the warships ahead: "I thought you were the strongest Warriors accepted by the Holy Light Baptism; turns out, in front of a Sea Demon disease, you're beaten!"
The captain is extrely displeased: "Sir, although you're a person with Privileges, please mind your tone—cough—vomit—"
This captain strongman couldn't hold up either!
Sariel laughs inside, unable to hold back, he vomits all over the command room again!
What a powerful disease!
What a powerful Sea Demon!
Great, the stronger it is, the better!
At that mont, a ssage arrives in the family chat group.
Michael: "Sariel, your Silver City has another plague, huh? The sailors can't stop vomiting, and the dicine I sell can't curb it, what's the situation?"
Sariel is amazed: "It's already spreading to the Silver City?"
Gabriel sighs: "What else can it be? It definitely ca from Plague Island!"
Raphael: "Ah, poor Sariel, you better deploy the fleet to flatten Plague Island, then burn it for a day, no, a week, maybe burn it for a month would be better."
Michael sighs: "You guys haven't investigated, you're so sure it ca from Plague Island?"
Uriel chuckles: "No need to investigate, right? With Sariel's style, Plague Island has to die sooner or later!"
Sariel gains enthusiasm: "Exactly, Plague Island must die, but there's no ti now, does the Guardian God have any thods?"
Michael laughs: "What do you think?"
Sariel is overjoyed: "Boss! The rmaid ntioned this is just a low-level disgusting defecation disease by Harpies. If even this low level can't be handled, it further highlights the Guardian God's incompetence, the Sea Demon's strength, so please, Boss, stop selling dication, and help prepare so dicines and related Alchemists, I want to hype this up!"
Michael, amazed: "The rmaid has a recipe?"
"She said it casually, but the materials are rather primitive, especially for the moldy fruit that's inaccessible, so I plan to try refined anti-inflammatory drugs that have better effects. Even if it can't cure, as long as it can control and slow the disease, it's fine!"
Michael perks up: "Alright, but I really don't think this defecation disease is low-level, I would like to see. If it completely succeeds, you could develop a new patent formula, and the profit would be substantial!"
"Thank you, Boss! I respect you so much! Even if this defecation disease is strong, we must still downplay it at the Harpy's level in the propaganda."
...
Finally, hours later, the fleet, vomiting all the way and utterly exhausted, reaches the open seas near Silver Port.
From afar, they receive a tower warning: "Warning! A new disease has been detected in Silver City. Entering Level 1 quarantine status, no ships or warships allowed to dock, await notification..."
Sariel laughs, this disease is really potent!
But as a person with Privileges, one can ignore this warning.
Sariel contacts Michael imdiately: "Boss, is the dicine ready?"
"Ready, and the alchemists are ready too, once you dock, head directly to the Empire Divine Light Pharmaceuticals..."
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