It's not that difficult to open a hospital in another world, right? Chapter 1121 For the sake of your own life, please publish the research results quickly!
Chapter 1121 For the sake of your own life, please publish the research results quickly!
Research here.
It took two or three months to come up with a preliminary result that could convince the elders. Then, Elder Fahim helped mobilize the lightning kitten or the ancient vine bird to contact Nevis directly, without missing a single day——
Or it may be delayed for up to ten days. The teacher will definitely receive the paper, and if it is the Gutengniao project, he will also receive the samples he sent.
Go to the land of eagles.
It will take two months or three months to run to the Eagle Country. The premise is that everything goes well and there is no blockade by the Glorious Holy See or other unexpected events. No research can be done on the way.
If you send a paper, the teacher may receive it in two or three days, but if you send a sample, it may take three and a half months to receive it.
Then I spent another two or three months running back the same way, but I still couldn’t do any research on the way...
Gretel didn't even spend a second to hesitate, and directly chose the former. His determination made Elder Fahim look at him with admiration:
"Yo?"
A gleam of light flashed under the old man's white eyebrows. He slowly raised his eyelids and caressed Gretel from top to bottom:
"So sure? Aren't you afraid of delaying it for a year or two and not being able to study anything?"
As for the elven magic that seals the periphery of the secret realm, it starts at the lowest level of seven or eight. The seal in the center of the secret realm was originally created by legends - even several legends worked together to seal one place.
Let alone one or two years, even ten or eight years, you can understand these magics. It is not easy to study and understand.
Look at Desia, she is already a level 16 spell caster. After leaving Evergathering Island, she studied here for more than a hundred years before she could go deep into the secret realm to repair the seal!
Grete smiled. He really couldn't understand those magic-related materials, but who said that if you can't understand, you can't do research?
"Elder, you didn't say you want to completely solve the problem... I'll just do a preliminary study and get some preliminary results, isn't that enough?"
Even so, he still dove into the information given by the elders. Hey, any research must start with reading papers and reading materials.
And the information about the sealed elves’ secret realm is more than ten times or a hundred times more than the information about Jasmine’s father’s illness...
"This - so - much - ah -"
Gretel stood in the study, looking up, looking up, looking up. The elder's study looked small from the outside, only 20 square meters, with a floor height of less than 4 meters. But once he stepped in, he saw a different world:
Going in from the door of the study room, there is one row of bookshelves, two rows of bookshelves... Gretel pressed against the wall and walked through 20 rows of bookshelves in one breath, but still did not reach the end. The whole feeling was like the secretary of the parliament who went in to pick out the prize.
It's like a library, and I don't know how much space magic is attached to it.
If the bookshelf was full of paper books, there would be a day to finish them. The problem was, Grete put his hand on the bookshelf and picked up the first wooden board. The magic power was slightly stimulated, and a heavy breath rushed towards him:
Magic is turbulent.
Light and shadow intersect.
Men and women chanted incantations in a hurry, but the syllables were not messed up. Some were crisp, some were soft, and the timbres were connected to each other, creating a sonorous flavor of iron blood.
Various spells, either recognized by Gretel or not, appeared in the air one after another. They flowed, solidified, attached to the invisible wall, and blended in quietly.
There was even blood - flowing, sprayed, smeared. Blood mixed with magic crystals and mineral sand, blood mixed with plant juices, and even blood sprayed directly by the elf in charge of the seal who cut his wrist...
Gretel watched with concentration, trying to remember, understand, and compare all the incantations. The wooden board in his hand was heavy, thick and dense, with a hint of dark green in the darkness, and exuded a faint aroma.
The extremely thin growth rings are placed one next to the other, so tight that there is no space for a finger.
"This is green star sandalwood. It only grows in places with abundant and stable magic power. It is extremely sensitive to changes in magic power." Unknowingly, Elder Fahim walked to Gretel and pressed the wooden board in his hand:
"This magical plant is often used by us to store important information. Each annual ring can store information for a year - you move your finger and use magic to stimulate the next annual ring..."
Grete moved his fingertips carefully. Soon, another record rose up and poured into his mind.
He recorded and studied eagerly. The sun outside the study passed through the sky and then fell below the treetops; the glowing lily of the valley on the top of the study changed from bright white to light yellow, and then to a soft hazy yellow.
Grete hugged the second wooden board, and had changed from standing to leaning, and then from leaning to sitting on the floor, with his back firmly leaning against the wall. His face was pale, his eyes were straight, and he was wet with sweat.
I cut my hair and stuck it on my forehead one by one.
"The Sword Comes"
"What's going on?"
He was picked up by Elder Fahim and handed over to Serila. Serila was shocked when she saw this:
"What's in this study? There's nothing strange, right?"
Succubus?
Banshee?
Dark Elf?
In the stories told by the old man, those strange creatures...but they shouldn't exist here! There is a legend sitting in the middle of the big forest, so these things shouldn't escape, right?
Or, in which book, what creatures are sealed that shouldn't exist?
"I'm tired from reading too many books."
Elder Fahim carried him and handed him to Cerela. Grete's head was drooped, and his limbs were drooping, like a kitten with its mother cat holding its neck. He raised his head and smiled reluctantly:
"I'm fine..."
"You still said it was okay. You have exhausted your mental energy too much." Elder Fahim interrupted him:
"You are only level 12. Even if you are a child who is loved by nature and your mental strength is as solid as that of a level 14 caster, you cannot watch like this day and night!"
"oh……"
"You can only watch for half a day tomorrow! For the remaining half of the day, let Idian train you to fight!"
"Ah, no……"
Gretel's voice of protest was weak. Cerira quickly put him on a chair, stuffed him with a cup and let him drink water. She squatted next to him and applied the Cleansing Technique on him:
"Why are you in such a hurry! If you read thousands of years of records in one day, it will take you ten years to read them! - Are you feeling better?"
Gretel closed his eyes and drank water one by one. He didn't even have the strength to answer. After drinking a small glass of water, his hand sank and another glass was stuffed into his hand:
"This is the emerald tree I found today! A cut was made in the bark of the tree, and the sap flowing out is very sweet! I also added some honey for you, it is very delicious!"
"Cough, cough, cough, cough... give me water..."
Serira, what you call delicious tastes bad to me! This sap is already sweet enough! If you add honey, it won’t melt at all!
Regardless of whether he had a sore throat or not, the effect of the sap and honey was indeed immediate. After drinking a glass, he was able to stand up and walk on his own, and moved outside to eat. Cerira followed him and kept adding things to his bowl:
"This is the meat of the bamboo shoot tail dolphin! The meat of this kind of capybara is very tender, especially the piece at the tip of the tail, which is particularly fragrant! I caught it for a long time before I caught a half-sized nest. You can eat a few more pieces."
ah!"
One piece, one piece, three to five pieces, red and shiny meat, piled up to the top in an instant.
"This is the meat of a piranha! This fish is so fierce that it can still bite people after cutting off its head for half an hour! But the meat is very fresh! Very very fresh! Gretel, look, this bowl of fish soup is milky white.
, so fresh that your eyebrows can fall off!"
A large bowl of soup, which could only be held with two hands, landed in front of Gretel with a thud. The milky white soup surface was covered with a thin layer of puff pastry, and in the soup, pieces of pinkish-white fish meat were tumbling.
.
"These are the eggs of the Quetzalcoatl! For these eggs, they chased me for two hundred miles! If I hadn't been too embarrassed to fight back, I would have killed them!"
Five or six fist-sized bird eggs have been peeled off, and the whites have interlaced patterns. A small gap has opened in the particularly thin part of the whites, and the strong fragrance of the yolks gushes out.
"Serila...I can't eat so much..."
Grete smiled bitterly. Cerira firmly pushed the food bowl towards him:
"You can eat it! You're so tired because you haven't eaten enough! Look, you've eaten the least on the table!"
It's true. Gretel raised his eyes and looked up. Not to mention several soldiers, Bernard, Mr. Hawthorne, Xisuo Yin, and Idian, the four of them sat in a row, and the meat was piled up on the plate to form hills.
.
Gretel took a casual look and saw four... no, five, no, seven or eight big elbows. Basically, if a warrior can eat a piece of meat bigger than his own head, that's all basic
operate;
Looking at Ms. Jasmine's lithe figure, the area of the plate in front of her and the volume of food on the plate are definitely much larger than those of her husband;
Aneri Linge, Desia, and the two spellcasting ladies obviously have no intention of being modest. At best, vegetables, fruits, nuts, etc. in the food account for a larger proportion, but the surging magic power in the fruits,
It cannot be underestimated;
As for Cerela... forget it, Serela really didn't let go of it, it was just for fun...
"Cerela, didn't you let me get fat?" Gretel tried to make a final struggle. Unexpectedly, Cerira said plausibly:
"Don't you have warrior training tomorrow?"
"That's right!" Udian bit off a piece of venison and interjected unclearly:
"Become a bear and run around the forest two or three times. How much meat will you digest? How can you fight if you don't eat a little full?"
Gretel: "...don't you want to recuperate?"
"No matter how much you recuperate, beating you like this is no different from taking a walk!"
Gretel buried himself in his rice bowl silently.
It seems that we have to produce results quickly, but at the very least, we have to find the direction of research quickly, so that we have a reason to bury ourselves in the research laboratory and never come out until we die.
Otherwise, how many rounds can my bones last in the hands of a half-step legendary elf warrior? Do you really want him to train himself to level 8, 10, or 12? After practicing melee combat and archery, after practicing archery,
Practice fighting in leopard form?
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