Mondlar was lying in front of a table made of wood and rattan, concentrating on studying the antidote formula for the plague.

He felt that he was almost successful. The soup potion mixed with sage, ice pepper pulp, ice grass, thorn flower and many other medicinal materials could already alleviate the condition of plague infected people to a certain extent.

The last link is left, well...what else is left? Mondlar fell into deep thought.

His lumbar spine was sore and his eyes were bloodshot. After staying up late for several days, the dark circles had covered the entire eye sockets. Coupled with his thin cheeks, his two eyeballs were deeply hidden in the sunken black eye sockets, as if

Two abyss are like black holes.

Mondlar raised his slightly red and swollen hand and recorded the information of the last experiment in his notebook. After taking the medicine, the patient's necrotic skin will fall off the body in seven days. If you take care of it carefully and keep up with nutrition, you can

New skin tissue will grow back after half a month. But the premise is that the patient must survive the infection period of the first seven days.

These seven days are often the most ferocious period when germs attack. Many infected people die within three days, not to mention seven days.

Mondlar felt a little tired. It should be said that his body was very tired, but his spirit could still hold on for a while. He wanted to rest, but every time he thought about so many innocent people waiting for treatment in the city every day, he couldn't sleep well.

With this in mind, Mondlar injected himself with a powerful self-made serum potion to refresh himself and bring his nerves back on the verge of collapse.

He got up and walked around the room. This laboratory was not big, but it had all kinds of equipment and facilities. When he came here from the empire, Lord Rhodes gave him the best medical laboratory in Erengrad.

Mondlar still remembers the gaze of the great lord of the northern territory of Kislev, with endless expectation and trust. This is a respect and trust that he has not encountered in many years. It is no wonder that his good friend was

Brandio would give up being an imperial noble and follow the neighboring lord all the way to this desolate land of ice and snow.

Looking at those sophisticated instruments and equipment, Mondlar knew that if he could not develop an antidote to the plague in the entire Erengrad, or even the entire Kislev, then no one could.

After thinking about it, Mondlar sat down again. He waved his hand, and countless small fireflies floating in the room instantly flew towards his position, lighting up the entire table.

Looking at the dense written records in the notebook, suddenly, an inspiration poured into Mondlar's brain.

"Yes, yes, I think I understand! The medicine can alleviate the condition, which proves that the research direction is right and the medicine is effective. As for why it works so slowly, it is because there is no right medicine! Ice pepper pulp can remove the symptoms of rat fever.

, delay or even directly suppress the patient's fever. The combination of ice grass and thorn flower can condense the patient's blood, making it impossible for germs to spread quickly in the body. Sage plays the role of clearing away heat and sterilizing, while buckwheat and blood crystal flower can increase the temperature of the patient's body.

The patient's constitution. All the medicines are correct and the proportions are correct."

"The potion is used correctly, and the proportion is correct. The only difference is to give the right medicine. Yes, this potion is for general plague, but this plague does not belong to the general plague. The medicine must be used to treat certain germs.

We need the specimen of this germ, that is, the body."

Mondlar thought, and without hesitation extracted a drop of pus from the plague patient in the culture tank. He dropped it into the antidote and waited for the results of the experiment.

In order to save time, Mondlar also conducted experiments with the serum of infected people, and compared the experimental results of the two to see which one was more effective.

An hour later, the excited Mondlar extracted a new mixed medicine and directly tested it on mice. Because it takes a long time to see the effect in human experiments, and the effects of this plague

The direct communicator - mice. When testing the drug on them, the effect will be much more obvious, because the metabolism of mice is much faster than that of humans. At the same time, only a small injection of the drug is needed to fully flow throughout the body.

It was another hourglass time. Mondlar couldn't wait to walk to the glassware and observe the physical signs of the white mouse that had just been injected with the mixed medicine. The sight in front of him lifted Mondlar's spirit. Yes.

, the medicine has taken effect! The strong effect made the white mouse that had been injected with the medicine twitch all over and lay dying in the corner of the vessel. However, most of the black and necrotic skin on its body had fallen off. Look carefully, some new and tender skin

They are growing slowly in those peeling places, like flowers wrapped in life, containing infinite vitality.

The medicine is effective immediately after one injection, and it is very fierce. Mondlar observed two experimental subjects, and it can be clearly seen that the mice injected with the serum mixed medicine have better therapeutic effects. But it may be because the dose of the medicine is too high

, the two white mice couldn't bear it, their bodies twisted and convulsed violently. They might die due to overdose of the drug, but it didn't matter. Mondlar knew that the specific plague drug he had been researching for two months had finally succeeded.

He jumped up from his chair with joy, picked up his cloak and put it on his shoulders, and was about to go out. He wanted to tell the city lord the good news, and he wanted to bring hope to thousands of civilians in this city!

However, just as he was about to go out, he saw the servant running towards the laboratory in a hurry——

"Sir! It's not good! There's a fire in the city! Fires broke out in the Witch Trail area, Steel Avenue area, Ice Spring area, and Flea Bottom! The city fire brigade and the security forces are doing their best to put out the fire, but several blocks

Already burned into pieces..."

The servant was so nervous that he was sweating profusely and panting, telling Mondlar about the situation outside.

"Sir, where are you going?"

It took a while for the servant to realize that Lord Emerald was going out? He quickly stopped in front of Mondlar.

"The specific medicine for the plague has been successfully developed. I must report to the city lord."

Mondlar said.

"Sir, the roads into the city are blocked. You'd better not go there. The garrison won't let you pass. I heard that the city lord is very busy and everyone is doing their best to put out the fire.

.”

The servant said excitedly.

Mondlar pushed away his men and walked outside. Through the wide platform of the institute, he could see the city of Elengrad not far away. Indeed, as the servant said, the whole city was falling into crazy chaos. The faint red color

Lights lit up from every corner of the old city, and thick black smoke rose from the ground, almost covering half of the sky...

"how so……"

Mondlar slumped on the ground and muttered to himself.
Chapter completed!