After Surviving the Apocalypse, I Built a City in Another World novel Chapter 1849

Chapter 1849: End in Sight

Other places were also doing relatively well. Bright Village had deeper connections to Alterra and had managed to secure/buy a few hundred more copies of the potions compared to others.

Combined with a swift execution of the plans and the quarantine, Bright stopped seeing new victims not too far after Alterra did.

Of course, it was by no means a smooth process. There was something called free will and self-preservation instincts, after all.

"GIVE IT TO ME!! MEEE!" a man yelled, screaming at the guards. "I’m just asking for the vaccine! Not the cure! Give it to me!"

He was making a scene at the Center, where the medicine was distributed to the families of the doctors and guards who would go to the afflicted.

These were all recorded, of course, and if they couldn’t pay yet, like in Alterra, it was simply put on loan. The markup was not high either, not even two times the cost price. Alterra didn’t allow for excessive mark-ups, anyway.

Anyway, this man was making a scene when he found out there was a good amount of vaccine provided by Alterra.

If Ansel and Tom were here, they’d recognize him as the person who greeted them as if he were the Lord’s right-hand man.

Ghoo was one of the jerks people disliked. He had once tried getting into Micheal’s inner circle but failed to do so. Still, his arrogance was still there. He was like a cockroach, though, unable to die and live decently by himself, which was kind of impressive on its own.

His so-called preservation instincts seemed to be a bit out of whack today, however.

He had been hiding in his house the entire time, and he had the money, so he stocked up on a lot of necessities during the cold wave. However, who’d have thought that he’d be locked in again without enough food?

Bright Village did not have a delivery system, like other villages in general, because those who had high immunity against the disease would be constrained to handle the basic-but-essential jobs. Who’d have the time to do deliveries?

So, those who were trapped were really trapped, and they had to risk going out to buy at the depots assigned by Micheal. This guy, who had strong survival instincts, was too cowardly to get out, even with facemasks, so he could only make do with the food he had and ration it.

Now, the food was gone, but he was too afraid, so he went and demanded to get a vaccine first.

The guards stood still. "There is a process when determining who will get it first."

This was inevitable. After all, everyone just wanted to survive. Choosing who to get the medicine first was, in a sense, could be akin to choosing who gets to live.

It was a heavy responsibility that might have long-lasting psychological effects, and some people just had to take it.

The fortunate part was that they could continuously procure it, so it wouldn’t get to that extreme, but the essence was the same.

"You are not ill. The priority for the vaccines would be the children."

This was not just because of people’s softness towards children. The vaccine was most effective in a developing body, not to mention their levels were weak, and the lethality of the virus increased by folds because of that.

"Do you wish to take medicine from a child?"

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