As the god in charge of the epidemic, even if it is an indigenous god, even if it is an indigenous god whose actual level is far from legendary, the epidemic girl has her own special abilities.
Including gadgets that control flies, mosquitoes, fleas, mice, etc., and give one of them power...
Gretel endured nausea and searched through these memories. The memories received by the little snake were incomplete and somewhat fragmented, but he still found the most critical part:
Infused with divine power...
Find the strongest individual in the group and inject divine power into it. Move a little slower and more carefully, and give them some time to adapt.
Then, I hope that these little guys, their fear and belief in the epidemic girl, in short, will be some kind of connection to help them survive...
The success rate of this kind of infusion is not very high. Basically, it is a rhythm of instilling it to death as long as it cannot be infused to death. Of course, compared to Grete's estimate, one in a thousand infusions is still higher.
It doesn’t need to be too high, the fear of the natives is endless, and the magical power of the plague girl is also endless.
As for flies, mosquitoes and other gadgets, come on, aren’t these things everywhere and can never be used up?
So the question before Gretel is very simple. First, how to use the power of nature instead of divine power to infuse fruit flies with power? He doesn’t have divine power...
Second, how to control it as finely as possible so that fruit flies can advance as much as possible, or die as little as possible while trying to advance?
"If you don't have divine power, you can use natural power instead. That's no problem." Elder Fahim replied with a smile:
"The power of nature is the earliest force we control. In that era, magic and divine power had not been separated, or in other words, the power of nature straddled the dividing line between magic and divine power..."
He talked a lot, but the central idea was only one: feel free to use it, just use it.
Moreover, the power of nature can be guided, sorted, and controlled by magic arrays just like magic. As for the specific magic array to be used and how to control it, just...
The elder waved his hand:
It’s in the library, go find it yourself!
Gretel could only dive into the sea of books again. Of course, it was not so smooth to look up the information, and it was even less smooth to find the suitable magic circle, then learn it clearly, integrate it, and modify it as needed.
Gretel had no choice but to prepare with both hands. While taking time every day to flip through the sea of books, he tried his best to find suitable fruits:
"Master Oak, are there any mid-level or high-level magic plants nearby? Can you give me some fruits? Those with more moisture are best, and berries are even better..."
"...I don't know many ancient trees. Can you ask about the cedar at the mouth of the valley?"
"Master Xuesong, what's nearby..."
"Call me Alita! I have a name!"
"Uh, I'm sorry...Ms. Alita, what's nearby..."
"It's not the season for berries. You can climb two mountains and ask Anna Yin over there... By the way, she is an orange tree and likes bright red decorations. You can cut some ribbons..."
Grete ran around here and there. He hooked up with a bunch of ancient trees and relied on them to guide him. Finally he came back with a bagful of yellow, fragrant oranges - half of them were divided by Cerela upon meeting him.
From the remaining half, Grete cut an orange, squeezed some juice, and dropped it into a bottle for raising fruit flies.
In an instant, a large number of fruit flies rushed up, densely packed, and piled up a hill where the juice dripped.
Gretel watched in fear, one second, two seconds, three seconds...
Swish, brush, brush. The fruit flies in the bottle fell to the bottom of the bottle like a rainstorm. One by one, they kicked their legs, spread their wings, struggled twice, and stopped moving.
Feel calmly and feel that all the breath of life disappears.
"...it seems too strong."
Gretel shrugged, not surprised at all. Then he rolled up his sleeves and began to mix the juice:
Pure juice version, juiced version with skin, juiced version with skin and core...
Anyway, there are a lot of fruit flies. A pair of fruit flies can lay hundreds of eggs at a time, and one generation can be reproduced in 12 days. You can make them as you like, don’t worry!
Soon, a corner of Grete's laboratory turned into an exhibition rack. Dozens of glass bottles were arranged in six rows on the rack, with 100 fruit flies in each row, labeled respectively:
"1/2 concentration... pour 10 ml... observe with naked eyes... dead."
"The second bottle of 100...died."
"The third bottle..."
"1/2 concentration...juiced version with skin...10ml..."
"1/5 concentration..."
"1/10 concentration..."
Grete patiently raised them bottle by bottle, and the fruit flies died bottle by bottle. After trying to reach 1/50 concentration in one go, these fruit flies did not die. However...
They don't advance.
Don’t advance!
One bottle, two bottles, 10 bottles at a time, 1,000 fruit flies, none of them advanced!
So does it still require the infusion of natural power or the infusion of divine power to guide the advancement?
Or, does he need to raise more, 100 bottles, and 10,000 fruit flies to bet on this probability?
Gretel is at a loss. However, the suitable magic circle has not been found yet, so it cannot be used for the time being.
Directly use mental power to guide the infusion, infuse a hundred of them, and a hundred of them will die...
"Gretel, what's wrong? Are you dead again?"
Serira floated in from outside the laboratory, resting her chin on his shoulder, and looked around. Her eyes glanced from top to bottom, from left to right, and she wrinkled her nose:
"You are too kind to them... If you ask me, you should force them... Or how about I give you a little dragon aura? All kinds of things around the dragon nest will mutate and advance..."
This is a way. Gretel has also seen dragon flies and other things in the information. However...
Grete looked at Cerela suspiciously:
"...What is the dragon aura you are talking about?"
"Hey!" Cerela blushed a little, and pushed Gretel out hard:
"Don't worry about it!"
Grete instantly came up with a bunch of unspeakable plans. He grabbed Cerela's wrist with his backhand and struggled in her hand:
"No! Cerela, this is the last plan, let's not consider it for now! Let me think of something else first!"
After finally calming down Miss Yinlong, he calmed down and dissected the dead fruit flies one by one. They removed the salivary glands, removed the fat, stained them, and pressed them...
First observe it under an optical microscope, then throw it into an electron microscope and wait for the results...
Just one bottle of fruit flies at 100% concentration would die, more than a hundred of them.
After tossing ten fruit flies in a row, Grete felt dizzy, nauseous, and queasy. He lay on the table, staring at the bottle of fruit fly corpses, dying:
I feel that something is wrong with the fruit flies in my eyes. Could it be that my eyes have turned into fruit fly compound eyes...
It would be great if there was something that could extract all the salivary glands... By the way, Mr. Norwood's magic circle!
Get it and change it!
Give it a try!
Grete jumped up excitedly. He rolled up his sleeves, sketched the magic circle, painted on it, modified it...
That does not work……
This won't work either...
This seems to work...
so……
Damn it, it exploded!
Fortunately, Mr. Norwood was not at level five when he created the magic circle. Even if this gadget exploded, it would still be within the range of Grete's disposal.
He adjusted and repaired again, and went back and forth seventeen or eight times, and finally came up with a usable magic circle:
Swish, brush, brush, brush. In the center of the magic circle, a small pile of salivary glands from fruit fly corpses instantly piled up.
"yeah!"
Grete pumped his fist excitedly. Although this thing can only extract dead objects, not living objects, it has reduced his workload by 99%!
And the result of throwing all these salivary glands into an electron microscope is——
In the image released by the mobile tower spirit, Grete saw brilliant flowing golden light that he had never seen before.
Elder Fahim described the extraordinary and unique golden light that is different from ordinary animals!