It's not that difficult to open a hospital in another world, right? Chapter 1006: Turn out the 'Pink Book'! (Ye Meng Bing Ten Thousand Rewards Additional Update 1)
Chapter 1006: Turn out the 'Pink Book'! (Ye Meng Bing Ten Thousand Rewards Additional Update 1)
Monkeys don’t give birth to baby monkeys?
The necromancers looked at each other in disbelief. The conscience of heaven and earth dictated that they only cared about death and not about living; they only cared about raising the undead and not letting them rot, and they did not care about raising the living animals and not letting them die.
If you really need animals, either buy them in the market;
Or, assign some servants - only servants. You can raise them as you like and keep them alive for a while. They will be slaughtered anyway;
Or, if you encounter monsters that are difficult to raise, you can buy them in the market. Anyway, the conjuration system often opens space doors and brings in some weird monsters from time to time;
The one in the Change Department that practices self-transformation needs to observe various magical beasts, and the one in Alchemy requires various materials. They have a huge demand for physical magical beasts, and they have accumulated a lot of experience in raising magical beasts...
But now, there is no one who is good at raising animals in the spell system or the transformation system. Priest of the God of Nature?
The priest won't come!
Without believers and people to take care of, pastors are like water without a source and a tree without roots.
Whether it is the priest of the God of Nature or the priest of other families, they usually only follow the pioneering group, live among groups of immigrants, and take care of their souls and bodies.
Let them come to the Eagle Country, a place they are unfamiliar with and with few people except adventurers, just to raise monkeys? Sorry, Black Crow Swamp and Nature Priest have always disliked each other, so they are not so generous...
Unless Master Nordmark opens his mouth. The problem is that Gretel calculated the progress of his research and deceived people thousands of miles away, only half a year on the road.
When the people arrived, before the monkeys had even raised a generation, Grete's yellow fever vaccine research was completed and he left...
Isn’t this harmful?
"Find your own solution!" Archmage Zhannings roared:
"Ask the local indigenous people! In what season do monkeys give birth to babies? What should we feed them? Why don't they give birth!"
After giving the order, naturally someone quickly went out to ask. Fortunately, the local god ceremony also caught Warcraft and powerful beasts. The soldiers of the Eagle Country, as well as the jungle natives among the prisoners of war, had quite a few understandings of the situation:
"When do monkeys give birth to babies? They give birth in any season! They can give birth twice a year! As long as they don't have to worry about food, they will give birth!"
"What to feed them? What do you feed them? Corn? Pumpkin? Fruit? Meat? Enough, enough, enough! Usually they don't eat so well... I'm really afraid that they won't eat enough, so I put two more live rabbits in there.
, let them tear it up and eat it themselves?”
"Why not give birth?... I feel that if I was locked in a cage, couldn't jump on the tree, and couldn't see the light of day all year round, I wouldn't want to give birth..."
That makes sense. The necromancers looked at each other:
"If it were me being locked up like this, I wouldn't want to give birth..."
"Not only do I not want to have a baby, I also don't want to get married... I don't even want to find a girl... How can I find a girl when I smell like corpse every day?"
"Is this why we don't have girls? It's rare to find a female necromancer. They are more determined than us and don't want to find a man at all..."
The necromancers held their heads and cried. After crying, they still had to do their work:
"How about we put some flowers and plants in their cages to make them feel better?"
"Make the cage bigger so they can hang on the cage and swing around. How many female monkeys and one male monkey can fit in one cage?"
"Give them something to play with, like throwing two balls in?"
"Or... we don't let the skeleton soldiers go in to deliver food, and instead we deliver it ourselves?"
The necromancers divided the monkeys into several groups and practiced separately. After changing to larger cages and adding some flowers and plants, the monkeys did seem to relax a little...
The problem is that as soon as people come in, whether they are bringing food, shoveling poop or taking the temperature of the monkeys, the monkeys immediately start screaming and running around. If they can't run away, they attack. If they can't attack, they start to harm themselves...
"I just say no! Monkeys are scared when they see skeleton soldiers. Wouldn't they be scared when they see us wearing a thick rubber suit, swinging around and clumsy, without even showing our eyes?"
"But they are even afraid of the invisible servants! - If the invisible servants can't work, who will bring them food and shovel poop?"
The necromancers argued, quarreled, attacked each other, and screamed like a group of monkeys. Archmage Zhannings looked on with cold eyes. He was really impatient and shouted angrily:
"What nonsense are you talking about? You are magicians! Use magic to solve magic problems! - Go and dig out that "Pink Book"!"
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"..."
The fertility rate of magicians has always been a concern for the Parliament. Magicians with low levels are under great pressure and are unwilling to give birth; magicians with high levels are too old to have children.
Not to mention, it is naturally difficult for certain types of magicians to find a partner...
Therefore, although the Parliament has always adhered to the principle that "knowledge has a price" and "any knowledge has a price", only this kind of pink booklet has always been distributed at a low price. All it has to do is read naked on the cover:
Please get married, please give birth... The descendants of magicians have a much higher chance of becoming magicians than ordinary people, so don't waste it!
Even so, what should not be found is still not found, and what should not be used is still not used. As a result, several necromancers spent a long time rummaging through it before they pulled out a book from the bottom corner of the box.
Crumpled pink booklet…
"I didn't expect that I, a necromancer, would one day use the pink booklet..."
"It's not used to benefit yourself, but used on monkeys... What a sad story..."
"I have never learned this spell before! Give me some time to learn..."
"Damn it! Don't stand within the range of the spell! Get out of the way!!!"
After all kinds of chickens and monkeys jumping around, a group of female monkeys raised in the Zoological Research Institute finally found out that they were probably... maybe... maybe pregnant with baby monkeys:
They no longer allowed male monkeys to approach and attacked them; they showed a tendency to protect themselves; several magicians studied for a while, clumsily detecting the breath of life, as if, maybe, a little bit?
After the necromancers heaved a sigh of relief, they began to look at each other again:
"If these little monkeys need to be raised in a clean environment from birth and how many generations they need to be raised to meet the requirements, then...how many years do we have to raise monkeys?"
"I don't know... how long does it take for a female monkey to be pregnant? How long does it take for the baby monkey to grow up and give birth to a new monkey?"
"We were assigned to raise monkeys, are we being cheated?"
"Or, let's think about it, is there any magic that can kill the bacteria on the monkeys and meet the requirements of Master Nordmark? I don't want to be trapped here, three years after three years, three years after three years..."
Grete did not consider whether the necromancers had been deceived or whether he had deceived people. Anyway, monkeys always have to be raised. If you don't raise them today, you will have to raise them tomorrow;
To make medicines, vaccines, and all kinds of things, the demand for monkeys is always endless;
If they don’t want to raise this group of necromancers, they can just wait for their colleagues from the plague branch to take over;
Now, what he needs to consider is: how to make a vaccine from the virus at hand?
"Ah - I don't want to be trapped here for ten or twenty years~~~"
Gretel's eyes were empty, and he fell backward, with his limbs spread flat.
For the rabies vaccine, Carlos, together with a dozen or twenty necromancers, relied on the experience of developing vaccinia and had clear technical guidance, and it took several years to make it.
Now, he is alone, with two or three necromancers (most of the lower-level people raise animals), and an unfamiliar technical route. How long will it take to make a yellow fever vaccine?
How to separate viruses? Gretel doesn't know anything except "centrifugation" and "filtration";
How to store the virus? What should it be stored in? Blood? Culture medium? Physiological saline? What formula and temperature? How long can it be stored?
Gretel has no idea.
How can a virus be allowed to proliferate? In what kind of organism - except monkeys and humans - can it continue to proliferate, remain active and infective, and at the same time weaken its virulence?
Gretel, Gretel doesn’t know at all...
"Forget it, let's start with mice and rabbits...these two are relatively simple...the main reason is that there are a lot of animals, just kill one and catch another one..."
Grete sighed heavily. Covering his forehead, his mind turned three, four, seven or eight times before he began to issue orders:
"Lynn, take Skeleton No. 1 to Skull No. 4 to inject serum into mice...I have marked which mice were injected with which serum. Please be sure to keep records..."
"Mr. Valensimo, take Skeleton No. 5 to No. 8 to inject the rabbit...the requirements are the same..."
"Master Heins, please take a look at the mouse in room 3 and the rabbit in room 13. Which mice and rabbits have milder symptoms? Please mark them and I will look at them again..."
"how about you?"
"I'm going to use epidemic disease to infect experimental animals...another technical route, one more possibility..."
Several people dispersed and went to work separately. Serila jumped over excitedly:
"What about me? What about me? Grete, I can also help!"
Grete sighed, covered her face, held down Cerela's shoulders, and pushed her to turn 180 degrees. Push one step, and the silver dragon girl will take one step forward; push two steps, and she will take two steps forward:
"Serila, don't be here... You are here. If the virus mutates, this project will be over... Be good and go out to play..."
"Isn't it bad for viruses to mutate? Don't you need viruses to mutate?"
"The problem is that the mutation caused by the influence of the dragon's breath always changes from weak to strong, not from strong to weak..."
God bless, among so many copies of the virus, be sure to pick out a weaker one and iterate it again and again! If it mutates into a stronger one every time, then he will not live!
Maybe... we should think of other ways... With so many magics, divine spells, and the power stolen from the plague girl, there can always be a way around it...
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