Chapter 156: The Magical Papers (Red Comet Maswan)
In fact, Gretel understands Pastor Matthew's mood very well. If it were him who was responsible for the work, he wouldn't want to take the temperatures of so many animals, one at a time.
After all, this is too much work. Wearing a black beak suit, a big black hat, and plain glasses, you have to take off your gloves, wash your hands, and disinfect the thermometer every time you take a measurement——
Fortunately, it was winter. If it were summer and he was working hard in such a suit, Grete thought that he would suffer from heatstroke on the spot just by thinking about it.
Gretel also wanted to help, but firstly, the force value was not enough, and secondly, there was only one thermometer in total. Gretel could only watch from the side, worried again and again:
"Be careful! Don't break it!"
"Be careful! Don't let the mercury leak! The animals will be poisoned!"
"I know, I haven't finished disinfecting it yet... You have to take your time. The glass tube will explode if you put it directly on the fire. You should wash your hands first..."
"Can't I just wash my hands?"
After being asked to wash his hands for the 35th time, Pastor Matthew finally couldn’t bear it anymore:
"Measure once and wash your hands, measure once and wash your hands! Look at my hands, the skin is bulging, and they will crack if I wash them again!"
Gretel looked at him sadly and pointed to the cardboard box next to him. Pastor Matthew's anger immediately dropped a little:
In the paper box, there are 12345 sausage casing gloves that Grete prepared in advance...forty or fifty pairs in total, thrown in a mess.
It was all for him. He measured one animal, threw out a pair, measured another animal, and threw out a pair. Gretel was not fully prepared. Looking at this amount, it looked like he had plundered all the casings he could find...
"Can't we just change it?"
"No. Unless you want cross-infection between experimental animals, the test results will be inaccurate."
Grete ruthlessly rejected Pastor Matthew. Changing gloves and washing hands are nothing. You must know that in emergency surgery, they have to wash their hands once when handling a patient, and wash their hands again when handling another patient...
If you don't want to wash your hands, just rub it with no-rinse alcohol gel - that thing is not much better. When there are many patients, you can rub it hundreds of times a day. The little nurse's pink and tender hands will feel dry one day and two days later.
Exploded skin, cracked in three days...
Did they say anythingt_t
"Brother Matthew, please bear with me for a while. I'll go buy hand ointment after you finish your work." Gretel used his best affinity and tried to persuade:
"Ours is a medical-related experiment, and the ultimate goal is to save people. The more we abide by the experimental rules, the more accurate the results will be, and the more likely it is to help more people. So, Brother Matthew, please bear with me a little longer and turn around.
I will write your name as the first author..."
Pastor Matthew laughed out loud.
"I'm a priest! What's the use of being listed as the first author on a paper on the Magic Council?!"
No matter how the author's name is listed, the paper must be written. Grete was lucky that the incubation period of this new disease was not long, and he did not have to wait too long: animals started to fall ill after five or six days. Grete's side
While measuring and recording, more than half a month later, news from Elder Wood also came through.
So, when the quiz at the end of the month was over and the students' research results were tested, Grete's paper was sent to the desk of the disciple who had left the homework together with the homework of the classmates in the training class.
Master Harvey looked at the pile of student homework in front of him, and his face turned green. Oh my god, what kind of stuff can a level 1 mage write? The format of the papers is half correct, and the abstracts often make no sense. As for the keywords, there are
It would be nice if half of them can fit in...
The teacher is too lazy to correct the homework, and he doesn't want to waste time with this thing!
And there are a lot of articles in this issue... Seventy or eighty students submitted more than twenty papers. Considering that the training class allows joint writing, at least half of the students have jumped on this thing, right?
He couldn't even buy a bat... He was only halfway through the previous research!
Master Harvey opened the first article dejectedly. "Imitation of bat flight posture to improve the feather falling technique". It was very good. It was about improving magic. He touched a piece of bat wing and tried it according to the description in the paper.
…
"Additional casting materials have been added, and the magic power consumption has not been reduced, nor has the falling speed increased or decreased." He wrote a note at the end of the paper:
"It is recommended that the student lay a solid foundation in magic research, or choose another research direction."
Throwing it to the side, he opened the second article. "Comparative Study of Three Different Bats as Echo Magic Materials". This is not so ambitious, but the conclusion... Master Harvey turned to the second to last page and read ten lines at a glance.
Scan:
"To sum up, the difference in the type of bat does not affect its effect as an echo magic material..." So you have been working on it for a long time, is it a lonely thing?
Master Harvey sneezed, picked up the red pen, and drew out this conclusion. He didn't even bother to write any more comments. The third article, the fourth article...
After reading thirteen or four papers in one breath, Master Harvey's eyes were dazzled and he felt that he no longer recognized the word "bat". He threw away another paper and pulled up the next paper:
"Study of a disease caused by close contact with bats"
Wha...what?
Studying diseases?
Studying diseases is the job of healers, so why would you hand it over to the training class of the Magic Council? Or is there a necromancer among the students in this class? I don't remember that?
Master Harvey's instinct was to throw the paper out. However, his eyes glanced at the following abstract:
Recently, some patients with similar symptoms have appeared among adventurers who captured bats. We conducted a large-scale investigation of people who come into contact with bats, and conducted animal experiments at the same time, confirming that bats may carry some unknown toxins, causing diseases in animals and humans.
The disease is characterized by: fever, headache, myalgia, vomiting and sore throat, which may be followed by dizziness, drowsiness, confusion...
Master Harvey was startled. He suddenly remembered that he had a slight fever a few days ago and his throat hurt a little. At that time, he thought he had caught a cold... If it was because of studying bats, then how many magicians there are
Fallen? How many magicians will have serious consequences?
He read it carefully. In the paper in his hand, many research methods were unfamiliar to him, including a lot of regulations on animal experiments. However, Master Harvey could at least see:
The person who wrote this paper put a lot of thought into designing this experiment, making it as detailed and precise as possible, and eliminating all interference.
"To sum up, we can draw a preliminary conclusion: close contact with bat saliva and excrement, inhalation into the nasal cavity, or contamination during eating and drinking may cause illness.
For this reason, it is recommended to wear a mask when studying bats, and be sure to cover your hands and face after the experiment...Do not let bat products come into contact with food..."
The more Master Harvey looked, the more serious he became. Finally, he took Gretel's paper and knocked on the teacher's door.