1389 A Firm Decision
"Well done," Landon asserted, sweeping his eyes across the group before him from left to right.
"Your team will stay in Baymard and continue following up, while the next team will be sent forth to Romain."
"Thank you, your majesty... It's truly an honor." Pia said, swelling with pride.
Everyone also nodded enthusiastically.
They had been gone for so long. And now, their rotational shift is over... At least for a while.
The next team would proceed towards Romain, carrying out the instructions on Phase 2.
It should be noted that though these volunteered patients had begun to see signs of recovery, Landon wanted them to pass the initial stage of observation.
By the time the next team arrived, these patients should've been in the final-observational stage.
If things still showed positive signs of recovery, they would begin spreading the cure to everyone... Not just a few volunteered.
Only then would they take such risks of injecting hundreds and thousands of people with the cure.
Just think about it, if they failed, stimulating and maybe killing everyone instead?
Though the situation was desperate, they couldn't rush things.
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For one, with the observational recovery seen by the volunteered patients, it should be another 2 months AT MOST before they fully recover... If everything went well.
This means that before the next team arrives, they should be fine.
Some might even recover a month later; it all depends on their bodies.
Of course, though a majority was estimated to be okay after 2 months, there were still the cases of those who would take longer and those who weren't showing immediate signs of recovery.
Maybe they're allergic to something, or their bodies have other issues tampering with the final results. .in the end, the work in Romain might take up to another year before they decide to you'll out, after checking and ensuring that no virus carriers escaped their grasp.
Again, they had to keep their eyes and ears open to the situation in the neighboring empires in case a carrier managed to find themselves there, spreading the virus once more.
All in all, everything was going swell. .and Landon was inwardly not based because he was confident in the veins he perfected.
That's right.
You have to know that in the initial testing phase with managers, the doctors made groundbreaking advances, which made him proud.
They started on the right track but stumbled a little along the way, aggravating and killing the hamsters.
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The doctors all felt cold sweat, imagining if it were the patients they were treating.
Say no more.
They went back to the drawing board again and again.
Of course, thanks to the doctors in Romain, the situation was stabilized and quarantined, giving them leeway or some limited time to create the cure.
And though Landon would've liked to allow them to do their thing again and again in hopes of coming up with the right formula, people were dying of agony... And, his mission dateline was also approaching.
The system had assured them that once he spread the cure and lessened the illness of even a single person, the mission would be deemed successful.
After all, curing so many people would take time that couldn't be rushed.
He just had to give one person the right formula, and the system would mark his mission done.
However, he won't receive the reward till everyone gets healed.
At least with the mission marked as complete, the punishment was no longer void.
Phew.
He almost died for a moment; luckily, he stepped in halfway and pointed the doctors and medical researchers in the right direction.
With a few simple words, everything clicked in their minds.
And step by step, he gave his input when they got stuck.
Finally, when the first volunteer patient received treatment, Landon got the system's alert.
This alone showed that his cure was correct.
That's why he felt confident.
As for the patients with special cases, he would probably have to look into their matter.
Doing their case studies and getting results would benefit other patients similar to them.
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Like so, the doctors rounded up giving their reports.
And after they left, a couple of soldiers and Marines stepped in instead.
Pap!
They stomped their feet and gave a military salute.
"Your majesty!"
"At ease... Have a seat." Landon said, gesturing to the men in uniform, who also came in with an enveloped report.
Landon took the envelope, seeing that the seal hadn't been broken.
Hmmm...
He opened the report and read it in scrutiny.
The men had expressionless faces. However, the shock in their eyes was very undisguised.
No matter how many times they saw it, his majestic reading speed was too Godly!
Flip. Flip. Flip. Flip. Flip!~
With the flick of his wrist, he speeded through the 26 paged document in just 1 minute.
F***!
This was his majesty's legendary reading ability!
The fact that his majesty could do this was not a secret... Especially in the barracks.
It's also said that his majesty knew every word and page in every book just from a single glance.
It figures... Since his majesty was indeed the creator of 96% of Baymardian books.
The guy's brain power was out of this world.
Many secretly thought he should be the more intelligent person alive.
It wasn't rare for one to be interested in so many professions.
Many high ranking people had 7 to 10 different professions they specialized in and did well.
However, his majesty seemed to specialize in ALL!
If this wasn't a genius, they didn't know what was.
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Landon stared at the document, frowning deeply.
This was the second report on this matter. He thought these people were civilized after he gave his initial hint.
However, they dared to attack his people?
The empire of Czar...
As expected... The heavens had a good vision.
The current ruling monarch was not the monarch the system wanted.
Corruption and greed were at their highest.
You have to know that during the quarantine period, the Virus had already reached Czar's Capital.
And their monarch was more than greedy for what he saw.
Heh.
So they wanted his vehicles?
Naïve!
Landon tapped his fingers on the table thoughtfully.
At first, he wanted to give that monarch some time to enjoy his last remaining years on the throne.
So who asked the guy to provoke him?
It was time to place the chosen one on the throne!
"If they don't want to listen, then we'll just have to make them listen!
And to begin, we'll start with the first reported troublemaker... Ivo the Terrible."
