Traveling through time, I'm making pancakes in Warhammer

Three days later.

Kalimdor, Upper Nest, Bank Tower.

The plague in Zhongchao is already known to everyone, but the people here show no signs of worry.

They are the best of the best, better informed than anyone else, and have more wealth than anyone else.

They already knew that under the Governor's wise decision, the plague was locked in the Middle Hive and the Lower Hive. It was true that these two parts of the hive were temporarily disconnected from the Upper Hive, which caused certain impacts, such as soaring prices and the spread of panic.

However, the soaring prices affected the common people, who were the dealers who raised the prices. This crisis for most people was actually a golden opportunity for them. Countless businessmen gathered together and discussed with unprecedented enthusiasm how to continue to drive up the prices of necessities. The most daring among them had even begun planning to bypass the layers of defense and transport the scarce medicines and food to Zhongchao to sell them at high prices.

Just as the elites everywhere were expressing their opinions, or telling others about their brilliant plans, or looking for allies to work with, suddenly everyone on the ground heard the sound of breaking glass.

They all looked up and saw that the floor-to-ceiling glass at the very center of the top of this centuries-old Baroque tower, which represented the Zeredia family's immense power and endless wealth, had been smashed. A red-haired woman smashed the antique floral window with her shoulder and rushed out, holding a short-haired maid with a bloody face in her arms.

But she started to fall due to gravity after running out less than ten meters, so the red-haired woman stretched out her left hand and grabbed the wall. Her five fingers left five deep scratches on the high wall, and she used this to stop her falling trend. Then she stepped on the wall to gain leverage, and landed on the slightly shorter tower top holding the maid in her arms, and then rolled and disappeared behind the barrier of the building.

Two seconds after the woman disappeared, a man with his upper body naked and his facial features stuck together like melted wax walked to the broken floor-to-ceiling window. He looked in the direction where the woman had disappeared, then immediately retreated into the darkness.

Dozens of seconds later, broken glass fell to the ground and many people were cut by the sharp fragments.

Half an hour later, some of the most informed people learned a shocking news: William Zeredia, the fourth-generation patriarch of Zeredia, had died.

It would take another hour for the news of the banker's death to spread more widely.

The most cunning speculators smelled the brewing storm behind the scenes through this information in advance and chose to escape in time. Although they lost a few feathers, they were not seriously injured.

Three hours after the news of William Zeredia's death came out, the Governor's Palace gave an explanation for the banker's death.

William died at the hands of the Empire's enemies, who intended to bribe the fourth-generation patriarch of the Zeredia family to overthrow the Empire's legitimate control over Kalimdor and Nat. After bribery and threats failed, they killed this young and loyal Imperial noble.

The second announcement that followed characterized the situation in Zhongchao: what broke out in Zhongchao was not just a plague, but a coup and riot. Citizens of Shangchao who transported or sold supplies to Zhongchao in any form would be regarded as aiding the enemy and would be subject to the most severe punishment.

With the issuance of this notice, Kalimdor entered a state of war. All ammunition, medicine, and food previously circulating on the market were regulated. These self-proclaimed elites lost everything under the influence of absolute violence and power.

Half an hour before William died.

Howard, wearing a maid outfit and an apron, cut a piece of pancake with a table knife, then scooped it up with a fork and put it into William's mouth, who was waiting for the meal.

After William finished the pancake in his mouth, he winked at Howard. Howard understood what he meant. He picked up the red wine on the table and brought it to William's mouth, fed him a small sip, and then took out a handkerchief to wipe the wine stains from the corners of his mouth.

Arabelle stood far away in a corner, her back to Howard and William, her face sullen, as she repeatedly unloaded and reloaded the bullets from her gun.

She really wanted to shoot this wretched banker, but Zhongchao needed him now, so Arabelle had to endure it.

Howard knew that William was not necessarily interested in him, but Arabelle had been too impulsive and showed excessive concern for him before, so this man with a bad taste for fun began to deliberately dance in Arabelle's minefield.

Okay, okay, Minotaur, right? Once this mess is done, don’t let me catch you.

Although Howard still maintained a polite smile on the surface, he was already thinking about how to arrange William's funeral.

"Do you like my first gift?" After eating and drinking, William asked Howard with a smile, and he pinched his throat to make his tone sound gentler, which was disgusting to Arabelle.

"I'm really surprised by your gift," Howard replied.

Although William is a mean person who deserves a beating, he is very decisive in getting things done. In just two days, he has delivered two batches of urgent goods to Zhongchao through his own channels. The first batch was the list listed by Char, which included thousands of sets of chemical protective clothing, scarce medical equipment and medicines; and the second batch of aid, in addition to supplementing the first batch, also sent an additional 1,000 pancakes made by Howard to Zhongchao.

Thanks to these two grants, the situation on Char's side has improved a lot.

Initially, Zhongchao lacked sufficient chemical protective suits, and a large number of medical personnel caring for the infected were also infected. Similarly, due to a lack of sufficient medical equipment and emergency medicine, those infected in the middle stage of the second stage who could have been treated were abandoned. Ivan later discovered that the infected at this stage were already physically damaged. Even if the plague virus was removed from their bodies through pancakes or other methods, without subsequent medical support, they could still easily die from various infections.

But William delivered the scarce supplies in time. It can be said that his two donations at least saved tens of thousands of lives in Zhongchao. This is also the reason why he dared to disgust Arabelle so much.

"Miss Arabelle, can you help me pick that grape?" William saw Arabelle hiding in the corner and began to push his buttons.

"Miss Arabelle?" Seeing that Arabelle did not respond, William called again.

Arabelle took a deep breath, and the blood vessels on her forehead almost burst, but she still kept her composure, picked the grape on the top of the plate and placed it in front of William.

"I want you to feed me," William continued.

"Please allow me to serve you in her place." Seeing that the situation was not good, Howard tried to come out to put out the fire, but was pushed away by William.

"I want you, feed me." William looked at Arabelle and said word by word.

It was obvious that Arabelle's patience had reached its limit. She clenched her fists and her joints creaked. Now she might obey William's order and feed him the grape, but she might also punch William's head off.

Just when the atmosphere was tense, a servant came in from outside and whispered something into William's ear.

After the servant finished speaking, he stepped aside, but William rarely stood up from his seat and straightened his clothes.

"Okay, ladies and gentlemen, straighten your faces," William said. "We have a guest."