After Surviving the Apocalypse, I Built a City in Another World novel Chapter 1219

As if the upcoming war wasn't a problem, another one that they honestly hadn't expected to see in Xeno arrived right at their doorsteps.

It happened the night of the kids' party, when they were about to sleep when they received the news.

It seemed that the Lord of Shrao village was visiting, and he brought some questionable patients with him.

They actually arrived more than half a day prior, but Volohov and the others handled it first, studying it among themselves, and waited until the couple was free (knowing it was the kids' birthday) to tell them the news.

"The hospital isolation wing is being used and isolated," Sheila reported as the couple were led to the hospital wing. They were all wearing safety masks now, even if Shrao people mentioned people who touched them didn't seem to be affected.

From what they knew, it didn't seem to be airborne either, but it wouldn't hurt to be safe.

"So far, none of the people who brought the patients had shown any symptoms, but we isolated them, just in case."

"Very good," Althea said. "You did well."

They arrived at the closed double door of the hospital wing, further separated by a vestibule. It was pressurized to completely isolate the circulating air. Mathilda arrived a minute later and they entered the section together. _{frёeweɓηovel.coɱ}

They showed up to see Volohov and his wife, who were already there. The doctor was writing on a clipboard with a serious expression on his face.

"Is it a plague?" Mathilda asked, worried. The others looked at him with similar concern.

If they had an illness, just before a big war—

Fortunately, Volohov shook his head. "It is not a plague or a virus," he said, though he didn't look like he was particularly relieved.

"Our laboratories have determined that rather than an illness, it is… withdrawals."

It made everyone flinch.

"Drugs?"

"I believe so, yes," Volohov said, handing over the printed data from their labs.

In the past few months, the (basic) computers for calculations had been improved and compacted (but still very big). Recently, the team led by Eugene also created the initial version of advanced printing.

They produced ink that would not smudge and took inspiration from the printing press and the first printers (found on her tablet database) to create a working prototype.

Of course, these were all still very ancient in Terran standards and the whole mechanism took up a room, and took a while to actually finish a page.

For books and mass printing, the original Printing Press—which occupied its own factory—was still the best. However, mechanical printing was still useful for extra complicated printouts like test results.

Althea took a look and studied the data. She was no doctor nor was she a biochemist, so—while she knew the basics of a few things—there are things she still didn't understand, let alone the other two. Volohov kindly explained them to them, as simply as he could.

"We looked at the markers and didn't recognize them. Of course, it could just be that this place had different illnesses so naturally the pathogen markers were unfamiliar.

"However, there were various anomalies. Take a look at the spectrograph," he said, and Althea turned the page to see. "See these strange peaks?

"They don't align with any virus or bacteria I have ever studied.

"I also took a look at our information database," he said, referring to the Research Lab database where copies of the information and references she gathered could be found. "And also found nothing there."

"Although this is a different world and people's physiques varied with Terrans, we're all humanoid and are basically the same genus."

"After all, we can interbreed—something I am very curious about by the way—so the variances of these should not be drastically different."

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