Chapter 1845 Grand Duke: Did I eat so many rats in vain?!(
Chapter 1852 Grand Duke: Did I eat so many rats for nothing?! (Monthly ticket adds 1 update)
"Rimmer, I heard that you ate rats in the hospital?"
"Rimmer, I heard that you have been reduced to eating rats?"
"It's so shameful... The noble vampires will eat rats, but only the lowest blood slaves, the blood slaves who were kicked out by their masters, right?"
"Ah, that's not necessarily the case... You have forgotten those filthy guys from the Novel family... Those twisted and ugly guys who live in the tombs and sewers..."
"You have tarnished the honor of the Rimmer family... You should be deprived of your title of Grand Duke, have your true blood drawn out, and be driven out of the family!"
"Rimmer, Rimmer, rat-eating Rimmer..."
"ah!"
Grand Duke Rimmer woke up with a start. Damn it, I have a nightmare again, I have that nightmare again... I have to make results quickly! Otherwise, when the news about me eating mice spreads to the Black Forest, the prince of the family, no
You know how to get angry!
Grand Duke Rimmer calmed down and continued to eat. Crunch, crunch, crunch.
Eat a rat blood vessel, eat a rat blood vessel, eat ten rat blood vessels...
He was a little nervous at first, as everyone seemed to be laughing at him, and everyone seemed to be secretly talking about him behind his back. However, from the first to the tenth day of eating, he gradually started to lose his temper:
What happened if I ate a mouse?
What happened to me eating a mouse?
I'm not at the end of my rope and forced by the enemy. I can't survive without eating rats, so I can only eat rats. I do this for research!
For advancement!
The more you understand about the unknown world, the deeper your understanding, the more original things you create, and the closer you are to advancing by relying on your own strength!
Winners are not ridiculed, and legends are not ridiculed. When I become a legend, who cares whether I advanced by eating rats or cockroaches...
What I eat are mice specially cultured in the laboratory and targeted to develop vascular calcification lesions! They are so clean that they have been raised in cages since they were young. They are cleaner than humans!
The cost of raising a single animal, not counting labor, is at least ten gold coins each!
Others can’t afford it even if they want to eat it, and they can’t even eat it if they want to!
Pride rises
Grand Duke Rimmer once again stretched out his hand to a network of clean blood vessels that looked like branches. This time, thick blood flowed out of his fingertips, covering the blood vessels and seeping into them.
Soon, the blood vessel network began to squirm slightly, and a certain section of blood vessels was separated layer by layer. The outer wall, middle muscle layer, and inner wall were torn apart layer by layer, like tearing paper.
Sandwiched between the outer layer and the inner layer of the blood vessel, a hard, agglomerated piece of sand was penetrated by the blood light and melted silently in the blood light.
Gradually, as the blood disappeared, the calcified parts also disappeared, and the layers of the blood vessels were rejoined. After rubbing and rubbing, the feeling was indeed much softer than before, and there was no longer the feeling of rubbing sand.
Touch.
"Finally we have taken the first step..." The Grand Duke sighed longly:
"Those things in the blood vessels, those calcified things, can finally melt... But there is still a long way to melt those things without tearing the blood vessels. This is too difficult to control with magic..."
While the Grand Duke was doing research, others were also working hard on it. His necromancers, healers, and nature priests raised and cut up rats every day. They were spinning around in circles and suffering unspeakably. They had to think of more ways to do it for themselves.
:
"I really can't stand it anymore!" Necromancer Yanis Zeller gritted his teeth and made a cut. Cut, cut, cut, cut, cut, cut, cut, cut, cut, cut, cut, cut, cut, cut, cut, cut, cut, cut, cut all the calcified parts of the mouse's blood vessels based on the results of the spiral detection magic scan.
come out--
I have to cut up ten or twenty rats a day for such a big rat. My eyes are dazzled and my hands are shaking, and I can’t even use magic!
To be precise, it can be used. You have to use a mage's hand to grasp the scalpel, use a mage's hand to pull the hook, and under the bright shadowless lamp, pick out those blood vessels that are one or two millimeters thick and several centimeters long...
This workload is greater than the joke made by Archmage Nodmark, "First cut ten pounds of lean meat, then ten pounds of fat meat, and then ten pounds of golden cartilage." It's even bigger! It's even more difficult! Although he doesn't
I don’t know where the joke is…
But Yanis thought that if he was asked to cut thirty pounds of meat and bones every day, as long as he was a butcher, he would probably be able to bear it; but if he was asked to dissect dozens or twenty mice a day, he didn't know when the dissection would end...
He really can't stand it!
"When will this work end? Then if someone can't research it in a year, I will cut off mice for a year. If he can't research it in a lifetime, I will cut mice for the rest of his life!"
"It's not very likely." Miss Jonis, the natural pastor, floated past him to produce a new batch of tobacco, frowning. Seeing her colleague's troubled look, she couldn't help but stab him to relieve her own pain.
pressure:
"He is a vampire, you are a human being. He is a half-step legendary grand duke, and you are just a little~little~ fifth-level mage. He can live for at least a thousand years. If you can't advance, you can live for another hundred years at most.
…
If he can't study it in his lifetime, you will never be able to cut mice for the rest of your life, it will probably take ten lifetimes."
"...Jonis, I haven't offended you recently, have I..."
Yannis complained bitterly. The natural priest smiled brightly and walked away:
"Actually, you still have a way. For example, you can try it yourself and research this spell...
What Archmage Nordmark wants is nothing more than a method to eliminate vascular calcification and reverse blood vessel elasticity, and he didn’t ask who developed it. If you develop it, wouldn’t there be no need to cut blood vessels?”
Yannis: "..."
Yannis: That makes sense!
"Jonis, you are really my honey!" He raised his head and shouted:
"Just wait, I'll start researching it right now!"
"No! Yannis, calm down!" Two necromancers and a conjuration healer flew out seven or eight magician hands and rushed up to hold him down:
"The Grand Duke is the Grand Duke! You are you! What makes you think you can study something that even half a legend cannot study! - Our daily tasks are already very heavy! Don't tire yourself out!
"
"Don't stop me! Let me try!" Yanis struggled hard, no, it should be said that he threw [Dispel Magic] with all his strength to offset the effects of these mages' hands:
"It's exhausting to cut a mouse to death! It's exhausting to do research! It's exhausting to death. Let me choose a comfortable way to die. Don't worry, I won't delay my daily tasks. It's my job to cut the mouse blood vessels.
I won’t cut off one less!”
He dove into the research. First, he cut off a small part of the blood vessels that he cut daily and used them for experiments:
"Let me see what these calcified plaques are..."
Observe under a microscope, observe under a microscope and electron microscope. Weigh the weight, measure the density, soak in various chemicals. Test the physical properties, test the chemical properties...
Research points flew out in a flurry. There were some experiments that Yannis was not good at and had to be subcontracted to others:
"Brother, do me a favor and test it to see what the chemical composition of this thing is... Can I transfer you 100 research points? - Two hundred! No more, I really don't have any more...
"
"Two hundred is too little..." The alchemist of the transformation system frowned:
"It's not necessarily enough to buy medicine... You have to know that testing chemical components is a big job. It's very possible that thousands of contribution points will be poured out and nothing can be measured! Five hundred! For the sake of my colleagues, five hundred
I’ll help you with this!”
"I'm really broke! - Otherwise, I'll give you another two hundred contribution points?"
Contribution points are not as useful as research points. Oak Forest Hospital’s research points can be exchanged for good things at Dragon Island! The alchemist shook his head repeatedly:
"Otherwise, I will suffer some losses and invest in you. I will charge you two hundred for the time being, and I will owe you the remaining three hundred. If you can't do it, the debt will be forgotten. Once you get results, you will pay me back eight hundred.
, put it all together!”
...This loan is better than returning the money nine out of ten. Yannis struggled for a while, but he was short of money, so he could only agree with tears.
The alchemist went back with the sample and struggled with it for two days. He asked for the sample three more times, and finally gave him the answer excitedly:
"I asked why this thing looks so familiar - isn't it a bone? It's the same as a bone! It's exactly the same thing!"
Yanis:!!!
Why didn't I find it?
Why didn't I notice it?
As necromancers, we are most familiar with bones and other things. We have been dealing with these things every day since we started! This thing is a bone. I should have felt it as soon as I rubbed it in my hands. How could I not have it?
Discover?!
Stupid, stupid!
He rushed back, cut the mouse twice more, picked out the calcified plaques individually, and rubbed them on his fingertips. Whether it was the touch, the structure under the microscope, or the response given to him by the [Stone Bone Technique] magic,
All clearly stated:
This thing is a bone, or in other words, the ingredients inside it are exactly the same as bones. In other words, the magic used to deal with bones can also be used to deal with this thing...
I am familiar with this life!
Yanis Zeller was so excited that he trembled slightly, and the skeleton soldiers who followed him and attacked him also trembled and made a clicking sound.
The Necromancer is an expert in dealing with bones! Whether it is reinforcement, deformation, or destruction, the Necromancer is an expert!
Although the bones we have to deal with now are bones hidden deep in blood vessels, their essence is still bones!
It’s bones, so there’s nothing a necromancer can’t deal with! Well, at most you have to lock the blood vessels, but the necromancer is also familiar with blood vessels...
It’s about to be posted!
It’s really going to happen now!
I just need to do this, do that, do that, do that...this spell will be completed! I can do what even the Grand Duke of the Blood Race cannot do!
Yanis Zeller's mood was brilliant. However, the mood of Grand Duke Rimmer turned gloomy:
"What? Someone studied it first?!"
He stared at Gretel, as if through him, he could see the guy who was running away making a hole:
"Ahead of me? In other words, all the research I did before... was all in vain?!"