Chapter 1801 Everyone, hurry up and study the Grand Duke! New research materials
Chapter 1808 Everyone, hurry up and study the Grand Duke! New research materials!
Blood!
Hot blood rich in magic!
From high-level Warcraft!
Of course, the local mage tower may intercept some of it and use it as casting materials, ink for transcribing magic scrolls, or - according to the Nordmark mage - make blood sausage or something.
However, a huge high-level monster can take out more than sixty liters of blood. As for the blood, Grand Duke Rimel is more accustomed to tasting it slowly with a goblet:
How much blood can a goblet hold at one time?
300ml?
200ml?
In particular, it is absolutely impossible for an elegant high-level vampire to fill the goblet.
They fill up to about a third of the cup, raise the cup and slosh slowly, letting the blood hang on the wall of the cup and fully mix with the air, so as to enjoy the sweet fragrance of blood...
Grand Duke Rimmer was happy to enjoy the taste of blood, especially since it was for free.
There is no need for him to fight, no need for himself to hunt, no need for his descendants and subordinates to hunt, no need to pay anything, there is fresh blood to drink!
Therefore, under Gretel's invitation, he finally agreed to stay:
"There must be a clean place for me to live in! The place must be open, and the sun must be completely covered, so that I can bask in the moon easily!"
"No problem! Just ask the alchemist to come over and the house will be built today! However, I can't control whether the Dragon Clan wants to stare at you or not..."
"There must be fresh monster blood to drink regularly!"
"No problem! As long as you kill the monster, the blood will be left for you!"
"All treatment fees must be waived!"
"Well, I can make the decision to waive my own treatment costs. However, if other spellcasters are used during this period, I cannot deduct their labor - or can you negotiate with them yourself and cooperate with their research in exchange?"
"Also, I don't like to work during the day... It must be at night to match your research time!"
"Well, but magicians have to sleep at night...otherwise, we can build a dark magic corridor from your residence to the magician tower, and you can open it when you come over, so that you don't feel like you're in the sun?"
"Is it a question of whether to get some sun or not? It's a question of me not wanting to get up during the day!"
In any case, the two sides reached an agreement. Grand Duke Rimmer happily took out the coffin, silk embroidered quilt, wool tapestry, velvet curtains...
Soft decoration has been arranged in the castle built specifically for him. Looking at the appearance, it seems that he will live there for ten or eight years.
At the same time, the magicians of the plasticity department set up instruments, the alchemists were eager to help, and the necromancers pulled out everything from microscopes to microelectron microscopes:
Bloodlines!
High level vampire!
It is a rare opportunity to study the flesh and blood of high-level vampires, even if it is just a small piece, slice it into thin slices and look at it under a microscope!
Yes, study flesh and blood. At the dinner that day, Grand Duke Rimmer raised a glass of Warcraft blood, gestured to Gretel from afar, and drank it in one gulp; and at nine o'clock in the evening, under Gretel's guidance, he lay down on the bed
Operating table:
"I can't see clearly what it is in the magic image... It would be best to do a puncture biopsy, take some cell samples, and observe them under a microscope..."
The Grand Duke agreed with this explanation: in any case, it was better than cutting open his body and carving out a piece of meat from the suspicious area. However, when Grete asked him to take off his pants, he firmly refused:
"You want to go in from the back? That's not possible!"
"However, the area suspected of having abnormal signals is in your intestines..." Gretel tried to reason with him:
"Entering through the natural entrance of the human body is the least harmful way to the human body..."
"That's not okay! It's beneath my dignity! Just poke me in the stomach! From here!"
"But your body is injured..."
"I am a vampire! I don't care about this! Just drink a few more mouthfuls of blood and sunbathe in the moon for a few more days and that's it!" Grand Duke Rimmer turned over resolutely, pressed his back tightly against the operating bed, and patted his belly:
"Right here! Just poke here!"
Question: What should I do if the patient is extremely uncooperative, has extremely poor compliance, and cannot be treated with the drug again and again?
The answer is, there is nothing to do, just listen to him. Anyway, the possibility of blood bacterial infection is very low, and the self-healing ability is very strong. Even if the internal organs are punctured, there will not be much danger. What? Puncture the blood vessels?
As a vampire, if you can't control every drop of blood in your body, then what kind of vampire are you?
"Even if I poke here, you still have to wait for me to do an ultrasound to locate it!"
"...Where's your mental power? You're tickling me!"
"No, ultrasound can also make you feel itchy? Is it really not a psychological effect?"
Chirping and noisy, but not slow at all.
Grand Duke Rimel let go of some of his power control, allowing the vines created by Gretel to penetrate under his skin and swim deep into his abdomen, while still complaining:
"Do you have to wrap it around slowly with a vine? Can't you use a long needle, just poke it in the end, and then take it out?"
"Vine damage is relatively small... For example, now, the vine can go around the intestines and make a few more turns, so that it can pass through the thin mesentery... without puncturing the intestines or blood vessels...
"
"It's grinding and whining, it's not pleasant at all!" Grand Duke Rimmer closed his eyes and groaned. Suddenly he shouted again:
"Hey, don't touch there! That's where I store my power!!!"
Gretel:→_→
Wait, you store your power at the tail?!
No wonder the results of CT and MRI scans are so strange... It turns out that this is the feeling of a large amount of energy condensation, which is somewhat similar to the crystal core in the body of Warcraft, but not the same...
Maybe, this is the negative energy crystal of undead creatures? Next time, you should find the necromancers and ask for more of their death knights, zombies, and all kinds of undead creatures. Scan them carefully and accumulate the numbers...
Grete endured the complaints and carefully guided the vines to the location of the abnormal image. The tip of the vine, the front thorn, turned into a long hollow needle, which was incorporated into the target cell and sealed——
Great, get out!
By the way, it is impossible to take any more samples during the withdrawal process, but it is natural that the vines will become rougher and pick up some cell tissue...
The vines, and the samples "contained" in the vines, were held by Grete in both hands and flew away. Naturally, he sliced the samples he took and observed them under the microscope himself;
The cells and tissues attached to the vines were carefully divided into ten parts, and were held cherished by the necromancers under various instruments:
"Negative energy! Hurry up! Let's see if these cells can divide and grow under the infiltration of negative energy!"
"Moonlight! Where's the moonlight! Has the Plastic Energy department done the analysis? Has the wavelength been made?"
"You also need to use healing spells appropriately! Natural healing spells, maybe the positive energy is not so strong? It's a pity that no one is present at the God of War Temple and the Spring Water Temple, so we can't test the effects of different types of healing spells..."