Recalling the various explanations of plagues in history, and his own experience with the smallpox epidemic, Fang Er dared not delay in the slightest.
"Summon Lin Bei, Xie Zong, and all the division commanders to see me!"
"Yes!"
Su Feng turned and left.
Before long, everyone had arrived one after another.
"How many gold dredging ships do we have at the moment?" Fang Er asked Lin Bei.
He was responsible for the security work of the Time and Space Administration, and he knew best how many people and gold dredging ships Wang Xuance had brought back.
"Reporting to Your Highness, we have a total of 3756. Captain Wang took away 254, leaving a total of 3502 that can be used!"
Lin Bei said so.
Fang Er nodded slightly, stood up, and looked at everyone in front of him, speaking with a powerful voice.
"I command!"
"Whoosh!"
Everyone immediately stood at attention, awaiting further orders.
"Zhuzi! You immediately head to the Americas and draw doctors from there!"
"Ma Chao! You return to Shenyang and prepare a large quantity of medicinal materials."
"At the same time, ask the Shenyang Hospital to do its best to dispatch some doctors."
"Draw personnel from Shenyang Academy to support. Tell them that this operation will be included in their moral assessment!"
"Liu Meng, you return to Fangjiazhuang. All students from the vocational school and academies who are ten years old and above will head south!"
"To avoid delaying disaster relief, I will give each of you three thousand gold dredging ships."
"Zhang Tian, remain in charge!"
"Action!"
As everyone was about to leave, Liu Meng asked with confusion.
"Your Highness, isn't this too risky? Those children from the academies and vocational schools don't know any medicine."
"Isn't this sending them to their deaths?"
Fang Er said confidently, "I am responsible for their safety, but you must remember, schools only teach knowledge!"
"For natural and man-made disasters, they must see it with their own eyes to truly experience it!"
"Let them know that disaster is not scary, but fear is in people's hearts!"
"This lesson is something they cannot learn from books!"
"Yes!"
Everyone bowed and retreated.
Chai Yue had been standing by the staircase all along. Seeing them leave, she walked out with a worried expression.
"Is Young Master going out again?"
Fang Er nodded slightly and handed her the telegram.
"Something has happened in Yangzhou. If we have the ability to help the people, we cannot stand by and watch."
Chai Yue bit her lip, "But, public sentiment..."
In this situation, stepping forward proactively might lead to accusations of buying public favor.
After all, the imperial court had not issued any decree for him to lead disaster relief.
Fang Er heard this and laughed, "Hahahaha, at a time like this, you're still worried about this? Uncle will know what to do!"
"What if he doesn't?" Changsun Ling'er also came down from the second floor. It was clear that she had heard the conversation just now.
"Husband will make him know!" Fang Er smiled, stepped forward, put his arms around them on both sides, and kissed each of their foreheads.
"Alright, you two stay home and watch how many pagodas your husband can build this time!"
"Fang..."
Changsun Ling'er was still not quite used to her status. She spoke but then quickly changed her words with a blush, saying in a voice as faint as a mosquito, "Husband, this concubine will accompany you!"
"No need. There are so many people at Shenyang Hospital, they don't lack you." Fang Er refused her offer resolutely, not wanting her to take the risk.
Seeing Changsun Ling'er's determined expression, she said, "Husband just said that if we have the ability, we should lend a hand. This concubine is also a physician, so I also have a responsibility to go.
"Besides, in this situation, if this concubine goes along, the sisters will be at ease."
Seeing her earnestness, Fang Er could no longer refuse her kind offer.
After thinking for a moment, he said to them, "There's no rush for this. I'll go prepare some things first, and I'll be back!"
With that, he turned and walked out.
When he returned, it was already the next day.
Looking at the large amount of supplies purchased from the future in the system warehouse, he was not afraid of the epidemic at all.
Sun Simiao was also brought back from a parallel world.
Outside the Time and Space Administration, a huge helipad had been cleared.
Zhuzi and Ma Chao had already departed. The once packed helipad now only had five hundred gold dredging ships and a few helicopters.
Changsun Ling'er had no prior experience with these machines, so flying one herself was out of the question. She could only share a ride with Fang Er.
Sun Simiao, however, was quite brave. After asking how to operate it, he swaggered onto a gold dredging ship.
Accompanying them were Ge Luoyang, Zhou Yanxi, and others.
Su Dingfang, who was a lone commander, was also brought along by Fang Er.
As the Governor of Australia, this guy didn't even have a single soldier under him. He didn't know what Old Li was thinking by throwing him over here.
Since he was idle, bringing him along to help out wouldn't be bad.
More than a dozen gold dredging ships took off from Australia, battling the sun, and flew in a straight line northwest.
These gold dredging ships had not been modified, and the seats were very small, only accommodating one person.
Changsun Ling'er sat directly on Fang Er's lap, her breath warm and fragrant, a truly alluring posture.
With the help of the anti-gravity suits, the team advanced towards Great Tang at supersonic speed.
After a straight distance of over four thousand kilometers, they arrived in Yangzhou by afternoon.
From the air, the people of Yangzhou seemed as if nothing was wrong, still wandering aimlessly in the streets.
The city gates and the piers outside the city remained as bustling as ever.
Fang Er and Sun Simiao frowned at the same time. What was Zhang Gongjin doing?
Didn't he know that this would allow the plague to spread to other places?
After circling in the air, the group landed at a logistics warehouse outside the city.
On the outer wall of the warehouse, eight large characters were written in white paint.
"Fangyuan Logistics, No Smoking or Open Flames."
The workers guarding the warehouse gate were stunned to see everyone descending from the sky. However, upon seeing Fang Er, they quickly rushed forward to greet him.
"This humble servant greets Your Highness!"
Neither Fang Er nor Li Xiaogong's demotions had been officially announced, nor had they been publicized through newspapers.
Most people were unaware of this matter.
Fang Er nodded slightly, then asked him to open all the warehouses for inspection one by one.
Afterward, he quietly took out some protective equipment.
After completing the inspection, he indicated the locations where the items were placed, and had someone retrieve them one by one.
Upon seeing these items, Sun Simiao stared at Fang Er thoughtfully for a while.
"You were prepared for this, weren't you, kid?"
Fang Er rubbed his nose, feeling a slight tickle, and did not answer his question.
"Let's not talk about that for now. Let's hurry into the city."
"With the plague striking at this time, I just don't feel at ease!"
Li Shimin was in the midst of political reforms. Lai Yifa reported the events in Chang'an to him daily via telegram.
Even Cheng Yaojin and others were ambushed and beaten. What kind of audacity was this?
But at this very moment, a plague broke out in Yangzhou.
Was it merely a coincidence?