"…Practically all of them." The old priest shrugged. "A few years ago, the flu spread very widely. Normal humans were all right, but all Romulusians were infected. The infected experienced symptoms like fever, vomiting and skin bleaching, but recovered after a few days. I found that the virus wasn't extinguished by chance."
Ye Qingxuan was horrified. "Why didn't you report such a big event?"
"I did," the old priest said earnestly. "The nations placed great importance onto this matter."
"But why didn't they take action?"
"They did. Didn't you see it when we entered the city?" The old priest pointed to the direction of the gate and stated, "Many countries paid to build the high walls. It was expensive."
"..." Ye Qingxuan fell into silence. After a long while, he asked bitterly, "You mean that people here have to fend for themselves? Do they know about this?"