Chapter 1723

Chapter 1723 Who Is She

Wynter seized on a key phrase. "How did you know he dealt with aquatic animals?"

"He always smelled like fish. One day during my rounds, I asked him about it," Nigel replied, confused. "Is there a problem with that?"

Wynter fixed her gaze on him, seriousness etched across her face. "This is critical. Dr. Alistair, I need you to recall-where exactly did he sell those aquatic animals? Where does he live?"

"His home? The address he provided was... a..." Nigel racked his brain, and then suddenly exclaimed, "It was a local farmers' market! Just the one nearby. I remember now! He mentioned delivering aquatic animals there things like shrimp and fish."

The moment Wynter heard the words "farmers' market", her expression shifted sharply." Hold on a second,"

She didn't hesitate and quickly dialed a number.

This wasn't a call to Colifernia's local officials. Instead, it went straight to the top. After all, Special Unit 001's line was originally established for military coordination.

The person answering her call was none other than Jackson, who was stationed in Kingbourne.

Jackson didn't waste time with pleasantries. The fact that Wynter chose to call this number meant the situation was dire. Hence, as soon as he saw her name, he halted the meeting he was in.

Wynter's voice was steady as she began, "Mr. Munn Senior, I suspect a large-scale

pandemic may occur in Colifernia. This situation was reported earlier, but there's been no follow-up from local hospitals.

"From the current signs, the outbreak might already be underway, possibly starting five days ago or even earlier. I need a full lockdown of Colifernia and an immediate dispatch of professional medical personnel, preferably military doctors."

Jackson's frown deepened as he listened. "Understood. I'll make the arrangements immediately."

Just as Wynter was about to end the call, Jackson stopped her with a question. "Can it be contained?"

Wynter glanced at Nigel across the table before replying, "It's unclear at this stage."

Jackson was worried, given that he couldn't be there. "Wynter, we are not professionals. The safety of Colifernia's people rests in your hands. If-"

Not wanting him to finish the grim sentence, Wynter interjected firmly, "If it truly gets out of hand, then we lock down the city."

Jackson sighed heavily, but on the other end of the line, Wynter's eyes were resolute. "It won't come to that. Rest assured."

Though he knew her courage was unshakable, Jackson couldn't help but add before hanging up, "Make sure you stay protected. Take care of yourself, Wynter!"

"Alright," Wynter reassured him.

After hanging up Jackson's call, Wynter immediately posted a members-only message on the dark web.

"Anyone near Colifernia, drop whatever you're currently working on and listen carefully. Colifernia needs you. Be forewarned-this time, we're dealing with an invisible, untouchable virus that could threaten lives.

"The Special Unit has always operated on a voluntary basis. If you're willing, head to Colifernia's farmers' market on the west and assist in its complete lockdown and containment. I need a full trace of everyone connected to the market within half a day.

"For those who want to join, simply signal with a light on the dark web."

Nigel overheard her words. Although he didn't understand what the dark web was, he recognized the weight of her statement. Even in such a dangerous situation, she left the choice to the individuals, prioritizing their health and safety.

What he didn't expect was the immediate response.

Wynter's screen lit up almost entirely. People who had long retired from the team, and even those who hadn't officially joined but had exceptional skills, all signaled their willingness to help.

And it all came down to one sentence. "Colifernia needs you."

from any ordinary citizen, but no one loved this land more than they did.

to the hospital, too-that's my battlefield!" Nigel's chest burned with determination. The hopelessness that had weighed on him

wasn't a solitary fight. There was an entire group of people willing

staring at the sky that had darkened. "With

He understood what weighed on her mind. "Every individual is different. In every field, there are those who bear

and there are also those who simply

with frustration as

and selflessly to protect this land. While others, driven by personal ambition, chose to conceal the

fist, Wynter said resolutely, "Let's go. It's time to confront those who are still enjoying

of confusion. Most of them were usually swamped

all together? It feels like someone's

an inspection. It's probably

is, we'll just stick to the agreed narrative. Although there's a recent spike in infectious diseases, we can't disclose anything until we fully understand

deputy director, Nigel Alistair, really doesn't know when to keep quiet. He kept insisting on tracing the source and locking down areas. All it did was embarrass

shortness of breath. Sure, it's highly contagious,

bizarre, though. We've run every test and investigation we can

come up."

arrive today. Maybe they

something out..."

ridiculous, but it was reality. They were out of answers and growing increasingly anxious. They had to find a solution. Maybe this really

with fortune-telling.

thing Wynter saw when she entered the hospital

scurrying as if

his mask, spoke up. "They're all heading toward the isolation ward. Could

passing nurse. "What's going

asked, "Dr. Alistair, why are you

the director suspend you?"

came back to grab some things. What's happening up ahead?" Nigel

gossip. "Oh, the director brought in a fortune teller from Mt. Dragon. Apparently, the fortune

What's he doing in a hospital? These are

in agreement. "True, but it's the

your friend?"

darkening. "Absurd! Cleansing rituals in a hospital? This is

later. Have

chamber, and he heard about the patients under your care and decided

didn't stop walking. She asked,

The nurse nodded.

the first

pacing back and forth, as if performing

was a crowd of onlookers, including

course, this farcical scene wouldn't have been possible without Rohan,

entirely, intending to head

out, "It's you! The one who disrespected Mt. Dragon

acknowledging him. "Don't test my patience right now unless you want Mt. Dragon's reputation to

was furious. "You! Just you wait! You'll regret crossing me once

wait. I'll deal with you now on Mr. Stavius' behalf." Wynter lifted her hand, and a lucky token flew straight

expression changed drastically. "You-You have the

Epoch Collection. She summoned her Soul Commanding Badge, transforming it into a sword, slashing down directly at the ritual

stumbled back several steps in fear. "You're a cultivator,

sword spirit to his neck, her gaze dark. " Now, tell me what 'evil spirit' are you trying

genuinely terrified. The onlookers couldn't see it,

Wynter. Each one of them was far beyond his ability to

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