Chapter 164 Successful research and development, let's go to a big meal?
Forty or fifty species of bats, one by one, Grete continued to experiment.
Hairy-winged bats...not frequent enough.
Mountain bat, not tall enough.
For tail-tailed bats, the frequency is still a bit different.
Little Rhino-headed Bat...the frequency of this one is too low! Is it just messing around?
Gretel tried one method at a time. This time he did not increase the intensity of the ultrasonic wave, which did not require rabbits, but was more mentally demanding. Fortunately, the echo magic was only at the apprentice level, and he could now use it twenty or thirty times a day.
The next day, I found the kind of bat that met the requirements.
Short-eared vampire bat...
Grete finally showed joy. The bat in his hand turned to ashes silently, and in the meditation field of view, the rabbit's liver, gallbladder, kidneys... one by one, showed their appearance in the feedback of the ultrasonic waves.
The gallbladder has a clear outline, the edges of the liver are sharp, and even the blood vessel structure inside the liver is outlined in a simple way in the meditation field of view.
I saw it! I saw it!
Grete clenched his fist and waved it vigorously. It had been more than half a year since he traveled through time, and it had been more than half a year since he had left those convenient and easy-to-use inspection methods. After the X-ray, he finally relied on his own strength to create a sharp inspection tool again.
!
Although the images we see now are still very crude, although there are no instruments to receive signals, automatically calculate and convert them into images, although there are no M-mode ultrasound, spectral Doppler, color ultrasound, etc., although the images seen in the meditation field of vision,
They were all different from the ultrasound images he had seen in his previous life...
But these can be overcome!
After taking the first step, you can move forward little by little!
only……
He clenched his left fist, and ashes fell from his fingers. Gretel looked at the remains of the vampire bat in his hand, showing a sad expression.
This short-eared vampire bat was so big that even with its wings folded, he couldn't hold it with one hand.
And it is really ugly, with a pair of long canine teeth, which makes people feel excited just looking at it. Imagine that when examining a patient, he is holding a big and ugly vampire bat in one hand and holding it with the other hand.
On the patient, he showed a smile that he thought was friendly...
Gretel thought about it and thought that if he were a patient, he would jump off the examination bed and escape at all costs.
Think of another way! At least, remove the unnecessary parts and make the size smaller?
Gretel grabbed the next bat. He used scissors and scalpels to cut off different parts of the bat and continued the experiment. Line by line, new writing was added to the experimental record book on the desk.
In the second experiment, only the head was used. The frequency of the ultrasound actually increased slightly. Good news!
In the third experiment, only the throat part was used. There was no ultrasound image feedback. Don’t bats use their throats to call? Or must the bat brain be used to process images?
The fourth experiment only used bat brains. Miraculously, the ultrasound frequency did not drop, and the image feedback remained unchanged. It seems that at least this echo magic recognizes that ultrasound can be emitted without a vocal organ...
The fifth experiment used longitudinally cut left half of the bat brain without ultrasound image feedback.
The sixth experiment used the right half of the bat brain. Same as the fifth experiment.
The seventh experiment used the upper half of the bat brain cut transversely. The ultrasound image had slight feedback, but was very blurry.
The eighth experiment used the lower part of the brain. The experimental results were the same as the seventh experiment.
The ninth experiment...well, there is no ninth experiment, we have run out of bats...
"Bernard! Let's go shopping for bats! Let's have a good meal on the way!"
Grete and the barbarian walked together on the long street of Nevis. The clouds were thick and the rain was pouring, making the sky at dusk almost as thick as night. The shops on the street naturally got up early.
When the lights were turned on, warm yellow light, bright white light, and colorful lights came out from the windows, illuminating the entire long street in a colorful way.
Bernard carried a basket of bats, walked behind Grete, and held up a large umbrella. The ribs were more than half the height of a person and the umbrella was as big as a shop parasol. He held it up easily with one hand.
, and deliberately tilted forward to cover Gretel tightly. Gretel was happy to save trouble, put his hands in his pockets, and looked around while walking.
Such a look is naturally eye-catching. We have only walked half a street, and someone from across the street is already waving: "Grete! Is it Grete?"
"Anthony?"
Grete laughed. He raised his arms and waved to the other side - the barbarian raised the big umbrella high enough, and Grete's arms were straightened without touching the umbrella surface.
The blond boy who called him across the street was also an acquaintance. He was late with him and was scolded by the teacher not to enter the classroom. He was the first level two mage in the training class.
During this time, Gretel often went to the library with them, and they got to know each other quite well. Like today, when they saw each other across the street, they didn't know each other's names, and they didn't even know they were classmates.
Like last time, Anthony was still followed by several young men and women, but the number was reduced to five or six. Seeing Grete's response, Anthony dodged left and right, running through the traffic:
"It's so rare, Gretel. It's rare to see you on the street! Why are you here?"
"Come to buy things and have dinner." Gretel gestured to the rattan basket carried by the barbarian. Anthony said "oh" and pointed to a brightly lit three-story building not far from the long street:
"Would you like to join us? Corian also made a breakthrough today, let's celebrate!"
Gretel hesitated for a moment. He himself was fine, but Bernard...Bernard could eat as much as these people by himself, maybe twice as much. Anthony followed his gaze and looked
Barbarian, his eyes lit up:
"Your follower? You are so powerful to have such a strong warrior following you! My father wanted to help me find a follower, but he couldn't find one above level 5!"
They finally entered the restaurant together. The restaurant Anthony chose was of high quality, with a pure white exterior. The tops of the Roman columns at the door were each decorated with elaborate sculptures: climbing vines, round grapes, and numerous ears of wheat hanging low. On the ground
The marble's light is discernible, and the lines are connected to each other, making it look like it was cut from a single stone.
Walking inside, the crystal lantern hangs upside down from the ceiling. What shines inside is not a candle, but a silver rod that stabilizes the illumination. The tablecloth on the dining table is embroidered with various patterns, the white porcelain plate with silver rim, and the transparent glass
Cups, salt and pepper bottles, each sparkling.
As Anthony led the way in, he looked at the guests he invited curiously. A first-level mage who could publish a paper in "Arcane" was undoubtedly worthy of his wooing, but he still wanted to test the other person's quality. Tsk,
I heard that this person is from a small place in the countryside...
However, the other party's reaction was a bit beyond his expectation. The barbarian kept looking around from the moment he entered the door to sitting down. He picked up the silver plate and looked through it curiously, and even wanted to pinch it to see if it was genuine. But Gretel just glanced at it casually.
, without any expression of surprise, as if these things were commonplace.
So, there is a Archmage behind Gretel?
Anthony speculated, becoming more enthusiastic. The waiter brought the menu, and he personally took it to Gretel, opened it, and enthusiastically recommended:
“The signature dish of this restaurant is foie gras…”
Foie gras.
Gretel remained calm.
It's fat and greasy, and has no merit other than biting off a puddle of oil. He doesn't really like eating it... He also likes Western food, but beef tongue and cod fish are more to his liking.
But since the other party recommended it, he ordered one without any hesitation.
It didn't take long for the dishes to be served. The roasted foie gras was lying on the brown toast, with a slice of lemon on top. Grete cut a piece at will and tasted it without saying anything, but the two magicians next to him were not satisfied.
Got:
"Boss, this foie gras isn't fat enough!"
The boss rushed over. The chef also came out wearing a tall white hat and smiled:
"Dear guests, I picked this goose myself. It is already the fattest in this batch. If you are not satisfied, please pick one yourself and I will make another one for you. If it is fatter than this foie gras,
, I won’t charge a penny!”
"It's a deal!" The first magician to complain immediately stood up. Anthony glanced at him, hesitated to speak, and finally stood up. A table of magicians stood up one after another, and the barbarians were still munching.
Only after being pulled by Gray did he put down the leg of lamb in his hand.
A group of people followed the boss downstairs and walked around a few times to the goose shed behind the house. The magician who first said "pick one personally" looked into the shed and was immediately dumbfounded:
Each one is fluffy, squawking, big and fierce, and they all look similar.