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Although it was just an offhand remark, Li Hongxiu was stunned by the decisiveness and indifference revealed in Su Heng's words. She stood frozen and unusually silent at that moment.

"Do you know what to do if a forest catches fire?"

Su Heng stood on the dilapidated, abandoned dock, looking downstream at Changbai River. The river water was turbulent and slightly murky, its misty vapor yet to disperse. The ancient city was shrouded in a light mist, surrounded by neatly tiered terraces of lush greenery, resembling a slowly unfolding landscape painting.

But at this moment.

Su Heng could clearly sense.

The Divine Plague had begun to break out in the city, spreading rapidly.

Screams of flesh being torn apart soon followed, and a strong smell of blood slowly permeated the air.