A Hospital in Another World? Chapter 1026: The Serpent God's Sacrifice is Revamped! Wait, is This a Vaccine?

Garrett left 100 doses of the vaccine.

Lady Aishe Moon Song left her contact information and promised, "I'll write a letter to the Fertile Forest and ask for you."

Cirilla… Cirilla left nothing. She ate a few good meals at Lady Jasmine’s shop and took back a large bag of seafood. Of course, she caught most of the seafood herself and replenished Lady Jasmine’s shop's inventory...

In short, they came as three people and a deer, and returned as four people and a deer, grandly heading back to the capital of the Eagle God's Kingdom. They traversed through jungles, crossed rivers, passed villages, climbed mountains, and stepped onto the plateau. As soon as they reached the center of Tenoch City, they saw a bustling scene ahead:

"Everyone out! Everyone out!"

In the market, workshops, and residences, warriors knocked on—or kicked open—doors, pushing and shoving people outside.

Whether you were baking corn cakes, making pottery, sweeping the courtyard, or feeding children, everyone was driven out, and lined up in the square.

"Wait! Wait! Let me put out the stove!"

"My pottery wheel—"

"Wow… wahhhh…"

Adults shouted, children cried, but the warriors driving people out were indifferent. As for the scattered corn, pottery clay, or other items, or people falling down in their haste, or children crying, these warriors didn't care at all...

"Why are they like this..."

Aishe Moon Song was visibly displeased. Garrett's expression was also grim, but he didn't intervene, gently pulling her back:

"Shh. This is their business, not ours."

Aishe Moon Song snorted. As a ranger, she often dealt with the natives within and at the edge of the Fertile Forest, and was familiar with their ways. She didn't intend to intervene, just walked slowly towards the square, curiously observing:

A large crowd was already densely packed in the square. The nobles of the Eagle God's Kingdom stood neatly on both sides of the Serpent God's pyramid according to their ranks.

Further down, there were formations of warriors and what appeared to be the nobles' servants, occupying nearly half the square.

On the Serpent God's pyramid, from top to bottom, stood priestesses of various ranks. Chivacoatl stood at the top, surrounded by six serpent women, waving down:

"The sacrifice begins!"

"Boom! Boom! Boom!"

Heavy tree drums were struck forcefully. Amid the drumbeats, groups of warriors dragged and carried offerings forward. Garrett couldn't help but murmur:

"The offerings this time aren't humans—not war captives, slaves, or other humans. The first four warriors carried a golden-furred, satin-like jaguar, its four claws bound and hung on a wooden pole, roaring continuously;

The next eight warriors, in pairs, carried a huge crocodile. Its body was shiny black like armor, and its tail alone was longer than the warriors' height;

Then came a giant python as thick as a bowl, a gorilla larger than a man, and several fierce beasts Garrett couldn't name...

"They're actually not using humans for blood sacrifices?"

Garrett muttered softly. The warriors carried the beasts up the pyramid one by one. Chivacoatl personally wielded the knife, killing and cutting out the hearts of each beast. The six serpent women handled the rest, beheading, smashing skulls, removing innards, and draining blood...

On the pyramid, black mist began to rise, accompanied by a terrifying hissing sound, as if the Serpent God itself had descended to enjoy the offerings.

Cirilla frowned slightly, turning her head away from the sacrificial scene. Garrett watched with interest, observing as a few mages on the opposite side of the square, carrying instruments, seemed to be measuring the energy emanating from the pyramid:

Seeing Garrett look over, they waved their arms, smiling in greeting.

Garrett also smiled. It seemed Archmage Haines' negotiations with the Serpent God had been fruitful. At least this time, they weren't using humans for the sacrifices.

Once all the beasts were sacrificed, people from each formation came forward to present offerings. Garrett cast an Eagle Eye Spell on himself to see clearly that the offerings were crudely made clay figurines, covered with what seemed to be bloodstains—

In the formations at the back, people were passing around small knives, pricking their fingers or cutting their chests to smear blood on the figurines, preparing to offer them up the pyramid.

"The creator of the first clay figurine, did they not have descendants..." Garrett muttered. But using clay figurines instead of humans was progress. The bloodstains were likely meant to substitute for the offering person's own sacrifice.

As the clay figurines were mostly offered, the black mist around the pyramid grew thicker. Finally, the drumbeats changed tempo, and the square echoed with a uniform chant:

"By the Serpent God's decree! The honorable Chivacoatl will bestow the Serpent God's blessing upon you!"

On command, the warriors maintaining order shouted for everyone to squeeze closer and kneel. Shoulder to shoulder, knee to knee, each person occupied less than 0.25 square meters…

Once everyone in the square was kneeling, Chivacoatl stepped forward, raising her hands high. One hand held a serpent staff, the other a test tube, her voice crying and singing in praise of the Serpent God—

Garrett didn't understand a word. The Comprehend Languages Spell didn't work; he couldn't even catch half the lyrics of a Chinese song, let alone the native chant.

He only saw the thin black mist rising, enveloping Chivacoatl, especially the test tube...

"Hey, this glass test tube looks familiar? Isn't it from the research institute?"

Cirilla whispered in his ear. Even though they knew the natives couldn't understand them, Garrett still vigorously waved his hand:

"Shh!"

They agreed to let the Serpent God distribute the vaccine under the guise of divine blessing!

Don't reveal the truth now!

If the truth gets out, the vaccine won't sell, the faith won't be harvested, and the blood sacrifices won't stop. If the Eagle God's Kingdom uses adventurers for sacrifices again, they won't be able to control it!

Aishe Moon Song curiously glanced at the serpent women on the pyramid and then at Garrett and the others. Garrett gave her a "I'll explain later" look and continued to observe:

The black mist grew thicker and thicker around the pyramid, forming a rough snake shape. Gradually, the snake lowered its head, its eyes shining with a faint green light. At a glance, it really looked like the Serpent God had descended.

Seeing this, the citizens, servants, and even warriors kneeling on the ground began to tremble, many kowtowing and shouting "Serpent God," "Great Serpent God." Even the Golden Eagle and White Eagle warriors presenting the offerings knelt on one knee, respectfully lowering their heads—

"@#$%!"

At the peak of the green light's brightness, Chivacoatl's chant suddenly hit a high note. She raised her hands and with a slight glass-breaking sound, shattered the test tube against the serpent staff:

"In the name of the Serpent God, I bless you to be free from the torment of yellow fever!"

The black mist surged down.

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