It's not that difficult to open a hospital in another world, right? Chapter 231 Breaking into! P4 Laboratory! (Mr. Chun’s Ten Thousand Reward and 8 more updates)
Chapter 231 Breaking into! P4 Laboratory! (Mr. Chun’s Ten Thousand Reward and 8 more updates)
The annual academic conference of "Arcana" and the annual awards ceremony for young magicians lasted for three days in total.
The morning of the first day was the opening ceremony, award ceremony, and academic lecture by the legendary master; the afternoon of the first day, and the second and third days were academic discussions by school and field; the afternoon of the third day was the closing lecture and dinner.
Most of the first-level magicians give lectures or host discussions. People like Grete just wander around the venue and listen to topics that interest them...
It’s busy inside, and it’s busy outside. In the past three days, news related to Grete was collected one by one to the restaurant at the back entrance of the college, and then the restaurant owner passed it on to the action personnel:
"Gret Nordmark joined Thunder Horn, but has not been to the peak in the past month."
"Gret Nordmark often traveled to Clark's Peak some time ago. It seems that he has been in the dwarf area..."
"Every time I come down from the dwarf area, I follow a convoy carrying goods. There are at least two dwarves in the team, a group of escorting cavalry, the leader is a fifth-level knight, and his barbarian entourage."
"Almost never goes shopping. No, in the past six months, no one of our informants in the city has seen him go shopping."
"I found his laboratory! There's no mistake, his name is still hanging on the wall of that laboratory!"
"The location of that laboratory is very remote..."
"Someone is delivering supplies! They have been delivering supplies every day for the past two months! The delivery person said that except for Gretel and his barbarian entourage, he saw no one else!"
The boss squatted under the dim oil lamp and dug out information one by one from shells, firewood, shiny dirty money bags, and other strange places, and shared it with the young man. Marcus Breno
Holding his injured leg, he huddled in the woodshed and looked at the map of Nevis City, his eyes so bright that they were about to burn:
"You don't have to think about the top of the mountain. It's a place where great magicians gather. People like me will die if we go there."
"The forging area... the forging area doesn't work either. It's too difficult to extract things from the dwarves."
"It's impossible to intercept them halfway... I was injured, and I don't have the authority to mobilize other people this time. Such a team of people can't handle it. Now it seems that the only choice is to go to the laboratory."
"Help me check the situation inside again. How many people are there and when they were there-"
The boss answered skillfully: "There are also the layout of the laboratory, defensive measures, surrounding environment, patrol situation, where to retreat... Don't worry, I know it all! What else do you need? I'll have someone check it out together!"
"Let's wait until this batch of news comes back." Marcus Breno pressed his thigh, and a trace of pain flashed across his face. The boss looked down at him: "Can you still hold on? Do you want me to find a way to buy a bottle of treatment?
Potion? I still have this connection——"
"You want me to accept the evil god's grace?" Marcus suddenly raised his head and stared at him with a look of shock. The boss pressed his head with a headache:
"But a healing potion is a healing potion! No matter which brand it comes from, it can be used. If you are injured or sick, it can be cured!"
"José, you are crazy! Only our Lord is the only God! You have been in the land of the pagans for twenty years. You have fallen and your faith has been polluted!"
"I'm doing this for your own good! - Your injury is much more serious than the previous few days. If you don't get treatment, you won't be able to make it back even if the operation is over!"
"You don't have to worry about it!"
The boss walked away. In the darkness, Marcus Breno held the dagger and silently lowered his head.
The next day, in the woodshed of the "Magician's House", there was a little boy huddled in the corner of the woodpile, his whole body burning hot.
Marcus Breno spent two days wandering outside the laboratory.
Dress up as a beggar, a hawker, a tourist, a student, and observe from far and near. The laboratory is on the outskirts of the city. One step outside is the wilderness, but even in such a remote location, there is a group of guards patrolling at least once an hour. The patrol intensity is high at night.
It's smaller, but even so, I'll definitely come here every two or three hours.
For two days, the door of the laboratory was only opened once in the morning. The barbarians dragged in a basket full of supplies and threw out an empty basket. They did not go out during the day or at night. Through the wall, Marcus could hear what was going on inside.
"Hum", "ha", "hey", "bang", all kinds of punching and beating sounds can be heard from early morning to dusk.
...This barbarian is really in good spirits...
Fortunately, barbarians are more energetic during the day. Although the walls of this laboratory are high and there are pointed iron spears on the top, they cannot stop Marcus. He walked around a few times and climbed a tree to catch him.
Two birds were picked up hard and thrown over the wall.
There was silence on the wall, and there was no reaction. Two sparrows chirped, flapped their wings in panic, and flew up again. Marcus smiled slightly, grabbed another wild cat, and struggled with the skin by its neck.
Throw it upward.
"Meow-"
There was a shrill scream. After a while, the large iron door of the laboratory opened a crack, and the barbarian stretched out an arm and threw the wild cat out of the door.
Except for a little dirty fur and a few extra blades of grass stuck to its paws, the tortoiseshell wild cat was unscathed and kept meowing and cursing.
...Good luck. There are no magic alarms set on the walls of this laboratory, or at least no magic alarms for small animals.
Marcus made up his mind. He found a hotel and took a shower. He carefully cleaned away the fishy smell, sour smell and all kinds of unpleasant smells on his body, and put on a set of light and soft dark clothes.
In the cold rain at night, I climbed up the wall silently, and crossed the iron spear with a soft somersault.
There was still no siren sound. The young thief listened carefully. There was a rising and falling sound on his right hand side, and there was a sound like a bellows, but it was the barbarian follower who was sleeping soundly. Marcus carefully touched his left hand side and didn't go far.
, a foul smell came out.
... According to the information I obtained before, many animals were raised in this laboratory, especially rabbits, and feed was delivered a few days ago. Therefore, what I smell cannot be...
Rabbit shit, right?
Marcus quickly walked around the wall. The building covered a large area, but there was no defense. Even several shutters were open. Marcus lay on the window lattice and tried to see, his face
It was pressed so hard that there were marks on every edge, and finally I saw the heights, cages, troughs, and buckets inside. Sure enough, it was just a house for raising animals.
Going around again, there were not even half a box in the house, not to mention treasures. It seemed that even if there was a mission target, it would not be here. Marcus quietly stepped away and walked towards another house.
As soon as I arrived at the door, I saw a bright yellow triangle sign embedded in the wall next to the door. In the sign, three outward black crescents formed a triangle, and there was a black ring around the separation of the crescents, as if to bind them. together.
Marcus Breno didn't know what material the sign was made of, why it glowed in the dark, or what it meant. However, just by looking at it, he felt an inexplicable sense of danger and alert. , couldn't help but take a step back.
After exiting this step, he saw two lines of blood-red characters written next to the triangle sign:
Danger!
Stay out!
We found the right one. Marcus Breno was slightly relieved. The more heavily guarded the place, the more rewards there will be. As for danger, where is it not dangerous to perform a mission? In other words, how can it not be dangerous in the magician's world? Danger?
He walked around on tiptoes. Compared with the breeding farm next door, the security of this house was too tight. Marcus walked around and didn't even see half of the windows.
Not only were there no windows, but there were no side doors, ventilation holes or water outlets. I wonder if the owner wanted to suffocate himself to death.
The only entrance seemed to be the door at the danger sign, where the savage snored loudly.
Marcus had evaluated his combat effectiveness. If he was not injured, he would not be afraid of a head-on battle with the barbarians. Unfortunately, he was hit on his right leg before. The black energy penetrated to his bones and did not get better in two months. His strength was simply suppressed. Entering level seven for the first time.
At this moment, Marcus wanted to break open the door and kill the barbarians in a sneak attack without alerting the outside world. Marcus was really unsure.
Fortunately, there was another plan. Marcus held his breath and walked quietly to the other end of the long house, which was the end far away from the entrance. He held the dagger in one hand and reached into his arms with the other hand. He took out a black and gray amulet.
Then, the man and his weapons twisted in the darkness and disappeared quietly.
——Shadow Jump!
Leverage the power of the Shadow Realm to transcend physical barriers and jump right into the heart of the defenses!
There is a flower in front of the eyes, and then there is a bright snow.
Marcus Breno was so blinded that he couldn't open his eyes. He reflexively clenched the dagger and swung forward. The sharp blade cut through the wind and the sound was sharp, but otherwise there was no movement at all... No one?
Regardless of whether there was anyone or not, years of training made him pounce down and huddle up on the spot. After touching the ground, he opened his eyes and saw that he was huddled under a table, with a strange-shaped large white lamp on the opposite side, and the light was shining directly at him. On his face. He stood up and looked around. Except for the big table where people could lie down, there was nothing in the room.
There was not even a stool to be found.
...Grete said, there is no anesthesiologist, so why do we need a stool in the operating room?
Although the room was empty, Marcus still felt a very familiar feeling when he looked around. He sniffed and looked carefully, and sure enough, he smelled the smell of blood floating in the air - very light, very light, if he hadn't gone through a special process Training is almost imperceptible.
He walked forward following the smell of blood, and on the stone table, he smelled the rotten smell mixed with blood. It was also extremely slight, suppressed by a cold, sharp, and unfamiliar smell that floated in the room.
, which sent a chill down his spine.
Here, this laboratory is really a dangerous place...
Marcus took a breath of cold breath, his heart beat wildly, but his whole body became excited. The danger was right, the danger meant that he had found the right one - the question now was, that secret, that - or those treasures,
Where on earth?!
He walked forward step by step according to his memory. He passed the big white light, pushed open another door marked "Danger! Do not enter!", and entered a dark room with four walls. He listened carefully, but the snoring of the barbarian could not be heard at all.
At this point, Marcus took out a silver rod and gently pulled off the outer sleeve.
In an instant, the light from the silver rod reflected in the room, illuminating Marcus's surprised eyes.
Full of dazzling things.
Marcus' first reaction was that he had walked into a treasure house. After taking a closer look, he couldn't help but be disappointed: the four walls of the room and the shelves against the wall were all lined with rows of round glass dishes. The shining light he had seen before
, all are glass dishes, glass bottles, glass tubes, glass...
Each glass container contained something, red, translucent, yellow, white, green... There were handwritten labels on the glass containers. Marcus looked at them several times and didn't recognize a single word.
Not here.
The secret is not here.
But it was very close... Marcus estimated the length of the house and the distance he had jumped through, and walked decisively towards the inside of the room. After a little searching, he found a door behind the curtain, and pushed it open
Once inside, there is a huge iron cabinet built into the wall, which is as wide as an arm and taller than a person's head.
There is also a bright yellow triangular logo inlaid on the front of the iron cabinet, which is exactly the same as the entrance to the house.
It’s here!
The moment the iron cabinet came into view, Marcus' intuition screamed loudly.
He held the silver rod in his left hand, and pulled the cabinet door handle with his right hand. The iron cabinet did not move, as if he was mocking. Pulling, ineffective, pressing down, ineffective, turning, ineffective. The handle poked there quietly, looking like a
Like decoration.
Marcus was not discouraged. He searched carefully and found a keyhole under the handle. He squatted down, took out a piece of wire, put his ear against the cabinet door, and tinkered gently.
Click, click, click...
The iron teeth were pulled apart one after another. Finally, with a soft ding, the iron teeth slid open and silence returned.
Marcus showed a satisfied smile. He still didn't dare to be careless. He held the iron rod in his mouth, held the dagger in one hand, and opened the cabinet door with the other. Once, twice...
The heavy iron cabinet still didn't move. His distorted face was reflected on the cabinet door, as if a little devil was laughing:
"You're stupid..."
...How on earth does this cabinet door open? Marcus touched up and down for a while, and finally confirmed that in addition to the ordinary keyhole, this thing also has a magic lock. The keyhole is in the triangle on the cabinet door.
In the logo, there is a dark black gemstone embedded in the center of the three black crescents...
At first glance, it seems that it is used to echo the power of magic.
As for how this gem works? Whether it is opened with a magic item or a magician uses a spell, in short, it has no role in the physical profession.
So it must be here! How can it be protected if it is not the most important treasure, and how many keys are needed to open it?
Marcus no longer had any doubts in his mind. He retracted his weapon, pulled out another dagger from his waist, and slashed hard through the crack of the door - dazzling sparks exploded, flashed, and then disappeared again.
This dagger is an imitation of the "Dagger of Sanction". It is three levels worse than the real thing. It has also lost a lot of uses and only has a special magic. The effect is to destroy all magic locks that come into contact with it.
Buckle it and give it to him to use when he goes on a mission, just to deal with the current situation.
The knife slashed down, and the sharp blade swam from the highest point of the door crack to the bottom. Marcus straightened up and was about to make another slash on the top of the cabinet door when a crash suddenly sounded from the far end of the room.
The sound of chains turning.
Along with the sound of turning, there was a young man's voice, light and cheerful, almost humming:
"Penicillium! Penicillium! I have an intuition, I will definitely make it this time!"