Arknights' Lock of Heaven

"In a mansion in District 5!" The official betrayed his superior without hesitation.

Upon hearing this, Frostnova turned to look at Priestley.

The latter gave a wry smile, "District Five... is too far from here..."

"How long will it take to get there?" Froststar pressed.

“It would take at least an hour by car, and on foot,” Priestley said, but the implication was clear.

Hearing this, Frostnova was also in a dilemma. It was almost six o'clock in the morning, and the work of containing the infected outside had been almost completed. They were the last team still outside.

Eight o'clock was the Orville's original departure time.

There is absolutely no time to save them.

Frostnova hesitated for two seconds, then took out her communicator and gritted her teeth. At worst, she could ask her advisor for permission to postpone it for a few hours; she had to get that Director Brad arrested…

Just as she picked up the communicator, a purple figure flashed by, accompanied by a howl, and a person was thrown in through the window.

The surrounding mercenaries instantly became alert; someone had managed to get so close...

Frostnova reached out to comfort them, then stepped forward and picked up a note from the man who had been thrown in through the window.

It reads 'Brad, Director of the Infected Patrol Office'.

Upon seeing this, Froststar's eyes lit up. She grabbed the man by the collar and dragged him in front of the official, ignoring his cries of pain.

"Is he your boss?" she asked in a cold voice.

"Uh..." The official cautiously raised his head, then saw that familiar face, though bruised and swollen, and decisively betrayed his superior, "Yes, it's him, Director Brad!"

The latter, with a purplish-blue face, ice-cold body, and delirious state, seemed to have suffered greatly during his capture.

“That’s fine,” Frostnova said with satisfaction to the Sarkaz mercenaries behind her. “Take them all with us. We’re going to Prostov’s central square!”

-

"We have admitted a total of 1,482 infected patients tonight," Ya Ye reported wearily as she sat in front of Xia Yu in the captain's cabin of the Orville. "Among them, there are 36 critically ill patients, and most of the rest are mild cases."

"The reason for this ratio is that infected people with poor health simply cannot survive until Prostov. Most of them are eliminated halfway through, and three-quarters of the severely ill are local infected people."

"Yes, thank you for your hard work, Aya, and everyone in the medical department," Xia Yu nodded slightly upon hearing this, and then asked with concern, "Is there anything you need? Just let me know, and I'll try my best to meet your needs."

"Needs? The need is that we need more manpower!" Ya Ye immediately said upon hearing this. "Just these 1,400 people have already kept the entire medical department busy. We've only just compiled their basic information. There are so many things that will keep us busy, such as the specific conditions of each person."

"We don't lack medicine, we just lack manpower! My God, just thinking about the hundreds of thousands of infected people waiting for us in Mr. Patriot's camp... I feel desperate, you know?"

Aya, in a fit of despair, complained, "Teacher Kal'tsit... what was she thinking?! She actually put me in charge of the medical health of so many people... Do I look like someone who can shoulder such a heavy responsibility?"

"Although we were told before we came that we were only responsible for the initial statistics and rough treatment, and that the second and third phases would bring most of the medical skills after Rhodes Island finished its work... just the statistics on the physical condition of hundreds of thousands of infected people are enough to give us a lot of trouble."

She buried her face in her hands and slumped onto Xia Yu's desk, wailing, "There are only a little over four hundred medical operators on the Orville, and that includes the nurses. The vast majority of them don't have much practical experience; they're all trained by Rhodes Island in the last two years. It's not that I'm afraid they'll mess things up, it's just that with this number, our missions won't be fast enough!"

Seeing Ya Ye clutching her head and wailing in pain, Xia Yu sighed helplessly.

Shortage of manpower? Rhodes Island is short of manpower everywhere. When Kal'tsit was trying to recruit, she almost wrote to her former enemies as well.

Especially in the medical field, talent is even more scarce. Saria and Himeru were persuaded by her to return to Columbia to recruit people, while Shining and several Sarkaz elite operators returned to Kazdel to recruit people and establish inhibitor sales points.

Nightingale has gained hope of treatment thanks to the emergence of inhibitors, but is currently unable to move from its ship.

Even Gavial carried that thing that's read as a staff but written as a warhammer back to his homeland, Sargon...

Warfarin, on the other hand, was imprisoned on the main ship because of her reputation as a "blood expert" in the medical field. She wrote letters frantically to the experts and scholars she knew, trying to attract them to Rhodes Island.

Doctors on Rhodes Island with any connections are incredibly busy right now... Kal'tsit immediately gave Xia Yu an Aya.

There are also most of the ordinary doctors and nurses that Rhodes Island has trained over the years. These people have sufficient basic abilities and can treat some simple illnesses without any problem. They also have more experience in Oripathy than the average doctor, but that's about it. No one can take on a major role.

Then?

Then there is nothing.

In her own words, "Go to Ursus and ask the emperor for it yourself. Once that thing appears, plenty of people will come begging to you..."

That's not entirely wrong... Once the plan succeeds, as long as a little word gets out, the Ursus Emperor will fawn over the doctors like they're money, eager to get a share.

What? Nobles?

Are they worthy?

“Two months,” Xia Yu estimated, then patted her chest and assured Ya Ye, “Give me two months, and I will find you enough doctors.”

"And the welfare indicators for the medical department have all been increased by ten percent!"

"Two months! And there are perks too!" Aya jumped up immediately upon hearing this. "It's a deal!"

"I need to go back and take charge of the medical department now. Sigh, there are only a little over a thousand people here, but just thinking about having to deal with hundreds of thousands in a few days..."

At this point, Aya shook her head, sighed, and walked out of the captain's cabin.

It seems that pressure really can make people grow up quickly. Xia Yu smiled slightly as she watched Ya Ye's sighing back.

Is the medical department under a lot of pressure?

It's big, of course, but not as big as Aya described...

It's mainly because of this special batch of inhibitors... it's not an ordinary drug.

When treating a patient with Oripathy, you generally need to consider various indicators such as the fusion rate of their cells with Originium, the density of Originium crystals in their blood, the progress of organ crystallization, the location of infection, the number of Originium crystals on their body surface, etc., to measure the treatment method and determine the medication...

As for this kind of inhibitor... all you need to do is determine the extent of the infection, give the appropriate medication, and then give the instructions on how to use it, and that's it.

It's that simple.

Seriously, if this thing hadn't been developed by Rhodes Island and undergone comprehensive clinical testing, I'm afraid 99% of the doctors on Rhodes Island would have thought it was a scam.

Treating Oripathy isn't that simple... One dose of medicine won't do the trick... Terra's current technology isn't that advanced yet.

That's why Kal'tsit sent these doctors who had just finished their internships. The treatment process is very simple and there are basically no major problems, but it is very physically and mentally taxing, given the sheer number of infected people in the snowfield.

As long as the cases are treated in batches according to their severity, it will be fine. It is quite arduous, but it is not to the point of being unmanageable.

So Aya was just playing the victim to get benefits for her subordinates.

However, Xia Yu didn't dislike it, after all, they had really made contributions, so increasing their benefits was only right.

-

"Miss Frostnova," the Sarkaz mercenaries menacingly escorted a large group of Infected scouts to Prostov's central square.

"What to do next?"

"See those streetlights?" Froststar raised her head and said calmly, "Hang them all right here!"

To be honest, she had wanted to do this for a long time.

Back in the Great Knights Territory, when she was peering out of Rhodes Island's porthole at the distant streets stained crimson with blood, she was fantasizing about this very moment.

He fantasizes about hanging the nobles who oppress the infected from streetlights.

After receiving her order, the Sarkaz mercenaries around her grinned as they lifted up the members of the disciplinary squad and hung them from the streetlights around the square.

When they ran out of rope, they tore off their clothes and pants to make ropes to continue hanging.

Of the hundred or so members of the disciplinary squad, some did resist, but those who resisted were all killed on the spot and then hung up.

Seeing this, Froststar took a deep breath.

One day, I will hang all those nobles.

For now, let's be patient and focus on getting everyone alive first. For profit, those people will betray the noose that hanged them to the infected.

When that day comes...

Suddenly, she saw a window open in a house outside the square, and inside was a familiar face.

Oh dear, isn't this Miss Katni, who represents the Emperor?

Froststar smiled slightly at her.

The latter, however, slammed the window shut with a look of horror on his face.

It's them!

They like to hang people from lampposts! Just like the people of Qazimir!

It's definitely them!!!

I can't stay in Ursus anymore! Where are the people who came to borrow me? I'm going to Colombia!

Now! Immediately! Let's go!!!

431 Dawn in Prostov

Prostov at 8:00 AM

Upper deck of Orville

"Ah, Uncle Priestley, so you've been here!"

A slightly lively voice came from behind him. Priestley turned around and found Lina standing prettily behind him, looking at him curiously.

“What are you looking at, Uncle Priestley?” she leaned forward, looking ahead at Priestley. “Are you looking at the harbor?”

“No, I’m looking at the city, Lina,” Priestley chuckled, turning to look at his hometown shrouded in clouds. “You haven’t left Prostov, have you?”