It's not that difficult to open a hospital in another world, right? Chapter 1124 Cerela’s radioactive bowling ball! (Double monthly tickets please vote plus 3 updates)
Cerela jumped over, stood next to Gretel, and looked at the arcane eye screen side by side with him.
The silver dragon girl looked around, looked carefully, opened this box, and then opened that basket. After looking at all the ore, she finally ran back to Gretel.
Alas, these mineral sands are not good-looking at all. Even if there is a handful of shiny ones, they don’t have the smell of gems that she likes. Grete’s side is more important!
Grete nodded to her without moving his eyes. He was staring at the light screen in front of him, relying on the guidance of the light screen to let the invisible servants carry the ore forward:
The three most important things in the Radioactive Research Institute are, of course, leak prevention, leak prevention, and leak prevention. In the previous research institute, remote operation was always used wherever robots could be used for remote operation;
Where remote operation is not possible, you must wear thick protective clothing when operating, and strictly abide by the operating procedures when entering or exiting!
Gretel didn't want to wear a heavy lead suit, carry an oxygen tank on his back, sweat all over from boredom, and sweat all over from exhaustion. In his previous life, he wore a full-body protective suit for anti-virus, and after eight hours, the protective suit was dripping with water.
;
He must carry this 600 kilograms of lead armor... Well, with the knight's strength and physique, he may not be able to carry it. However, there is an alternative. Why would he, a noble spellcaster, bother to carry it himself?
Suffering this kind of foreign crime?
Four invisible servants, two in a group, one behind the other, each carried a lead box with a bed board and walked inside. The invisible servants fell silently, and could not even see their bodies. Only the consciousness of the caster could reflect it.
Their body shape:
Go forward, move forward, lift your feet, step down, turn...
In the dimly lit corridor, the lead box on the wooden board slowly floated forward. Cerira only looked at it for a short while before feeling bored:
"When is this going to be moved! - I'll do it, I'll do it! I'm much faster than them!"
"Hey! Don't go in!" Gretel quickly stopped her:
"It's dangerous in here! Even if you, cough, don't go in there!"
"Then how long are you going to do this?" Cerela said unhappily:
"How many invisible servants can you command by yourself? Four? Eight? So many lead boxes... Why don't we think of a more convenient way... like the tracks for transporting ore in the dwarf cave..."
Gretel has thought about this plan before. However, he is not good at alchemy. He can't make straight and smooth standard tracks and mine carts by himself.
There is a little monster "gold coin" who can help, but rubbing such a bulky piece really consumes gold coins on the one hand, and on the other hand, there is not so much metal for him to waste...
Moreover, when I was doing research before, I never imagined that there would be so many things that needed to be transported!
He explained to Cerela in a low voice, and Cerela nodded, feeling a little frustrated. She stared at the light screen and whispered:
"It would be great if there was a mage tower... With the tower spirit, the work of commanding invisible servants and transporting things can be left to the tower spirit..."
Gretel sweats.
He had previously bought a mobile tower, and later built a mage tower in the hospital and used it for the hospital's mage tower;
Later, I transformed my meditation core into a biological computer, and I never felt that I lacked computing power. When I set off from Nevis, I didn’t even think about buying a mobile tower to take with me...
Well, at that time, I couldn’t actually afford it.
All in all, all in all, he never thought that the tower spirit could be used to be lazy.
Especially now, when there are a lot of low-end, repetitive, low-cost things to do, could he just relax outside the institute and let the meditation core do the work?
"Actually, there is another way..."
Cerela's eyes suddenly lit up and she whispered. Gretel looked at her curiously:
"What?"
"Freeze the ground!"
Serila's eyes were bright. When the silver dragon girl talked about her profession, she gestured with great excitement:
"It's very simple! I just need to take a breath like this!"
She inhaled hard, inhaled, stood on tiptoes, raised her chin high, and made a "take a deep breath" look. Grete made up for her in her mind:
"Serila took a deep breath..."
"Take a breath! Then blow into it! I can freeze the entire tunnel, from the inside to the outside! A layer of ice! It will be slippery! By then, all the lead boxes..."
She raised her hands high, then bent down and made a "throwing to the ground" motion:
"brush!"
Gretel slowly opened his mouth. Cerela's idea was simple, efficient, and truly fantastic, but it couldn't be said to be unreasonable:
Mainly, the cost is low!
Just take a breath!
"Serila, you are amazing!"
Gretel looked at Cerela with admiring eyes. This idea is so awesome! Blow it in with one breath, and the ground will freeze to a piece, transporting items at a low cost——
When the luck was over, she took another breath to suck out the cold air. The institute was clean, as if nothing had happened!
"That's it?"
Cerira geared up and poked her head into the corridor. Gretel quickly pressed her down:
"Wait, wait! - Deliver these two batches of goods first!"
"All right……"
Serila felt depressed for a moment. After a moment, she smiled again:
"Anyway, just wait for a while! When they are ready, I will blow them!"
The area of the research institute is not too large, and it does not take long for the invisible servant to walk to the deepest research room.
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The two of them stared at the secret vision screen together. After a while, they saw the invisible servant carrying two wooden boards and sending the lead box into the research room, side by side. The next moment, Cerela took a breath impatiently:
"..."
"etc!"
A thought flashed through Gretel's mind and he called for an emergency stop. Cerira's breath came to her lips, so she quickly shut up and tried to swallow it:
"Ahem! Ahem! Ahem! Ahem!"
She choked with tears, covered her mouth, and glared at Grete. She finally calmed down, took a few quick breaths, and glared at Grete:
“Next time if you have something to say, say it earlier!
!”
"It's my fault, it's my fault." Gretel folded his hands in front of him, shook them up and down, and apologized repeatedly:
"I just thought of it. - I remember that tin will turn into powder at low temperatures. I can't remember if lead will turn into powder in the same way. Many of the things inside are packed in lead boxes. We
Don’t be in a hurry to exhale, why don’t you give it a try first?”
"Uh...is it that cold?"
"It must be cold! Cerela's breath is the coldest! I remember you said that if you spray it with one breath, even the steel will freeze to a crisp?"
"Of course!" Cerela raised her head proudly. The corners of her mouth curved happily, and after a pause, she pretended to be modest:
"Like that kind of liquid nitrogen, the temperature of liquid...liquid? Liquid helium? I may not be able to blow it so cold, but it can freeze a handful of steel easily! Unless it is specially added with magic defense, or added
The armor of adamantine and mithril was taken out of me, and I sprayed it on, Katcha!"
"Yes, yes, we have seen how powerful Cerela's breath is several times." Gretel gave her a thumbs up:
"So, before we try our best to exhale, how about we try it with a lead box first? If it really freezes and cracks, then... we should restrain ourselves and use less force? Anyway, what we want,
Is it just a slide?"
"Well! Let's try it first!"
Serira accepted Gretel's words as a matter of course. She took a row of lead boxes, lined them up, and started spraying them in small mouthfuls:
"call."
This seems to be no problem.
"call……"
This time I sprayed it a bit harder, picked it up, touched it, pinched it, and it seemed to be fine.
"call--"
The result of this bite is... uh... Katcha!
Did I spray too much, or did I use too much force when I squeezed the lead box?
Grete accompanied her and tried everything. After trying for a long time, she finally found a suitable temperature:
"I know! As long as I use half of my strength, blow carefully, blow carefully, I will definitely not freeze the lead box to crack! Gretel, get out of the way, look! It's me!"
Cerela Moonlet Fleshgrid took a deep breath...
A frost-white air flow violently rushed into the laboratory.
The floor, walls, ceiling, and dark rocks of the corridor were soon covered with a layer of solid ice. Along the stone walls, they silently and quickly extended forward.
"Slow down! Slow down!" Gretel half-bent, turning his face sideways, almost putting one eye on the ground. While observing the shape of the ground, he kept reminding:
"Pay attention to the shape! Pay attention to keeping the ground smooth! Pay attention to maintaining the height. It is best to have the outside a little higher than the inside, and even if not, it cannot be lower than the inside!"
Serila remained silent, controlled her breathing, and blew inwards steadily and longly. After she finished blowing out in one breath, she straightened up and let out a sweet moan:
"I know~~~ I've been playing like this since I was a child! Since I was a child, I would spray like this for a while in my parents' dragon's nest, and then go skating on it! Don't worry, I'm pretty good at it!"
Gretel raised his head and smiled coquettishly at her. Cerira wrinkled her nose, snorted proudly, and reached out to him:
"Bring it!"
"What?"
"Lead box!"
Grete quickly handed over a lead box with both hands. It was 1 centimeter thick and had a capacity of one liter. He also filled it with half a box of ore. The weight was really heavy and he really needed both hands to hold it.
Serila easily took it with one hand, lunged forward with her left leg, lunged back with her right leg, stretched her left hand slightly forward, held the lead box in her right hand, and swung back:
"go--"
With a brushing sound, the lead box fell on the ice and flew away. Along the smooth, flat, slightly downward curve, it spun in a circle and plunged into the research room. With a bang, it hit the quilt.
On the lead box sealed by ice.
"another one!"
"boom!"
"another one!"
"Bang! - Oops, it's not right this time!"
"another one!"
"Bang! - Wow! Double kill!"
Serira wanted to pass the lead box again and again, and threw it in excitedly again and again. Gretel squatted next to her, passing the lead boxes to her one by one, silently cursing:
Does this mean that the Radioactive Research Institute is a bowling lane?
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