It's not that difficult to open a hospital in another world, right? Chapter 235: Escape, or give away the treasure! (Ye Meng Bing Ten Thousand Rewards Additional Update 1)
Chapter 235: Escape, or give away the treasure! (Ye Meng Bing Ten Thousand Rewards Additional Update 1)
Gretel raised his feet and walked towards the laboratory. Behind him, the great magician of the protection department shouted in a funny voice:
"Hey, little guy! Do you want to destroy the body and tell us that you didn't cause any trouble?"
"These dangers can be eliminated in the first place!" Gretel turned back like a wind. "As long as you follow the correct method of protection, it will not infect the user. As long as you kill it correctly, it will not leak out and cause harm!
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"That makes sense." The white-robed mage nodded playfully. "Okay then, let's go in and take a look together."
The high-level mages swarmed in. When they arrived at the dressing room, Gretel turned around and stopped everyone. He bent down and pulled out the protective clothing from the side:
"Masters, please change your protective equipment and follow me into the danger zone."
The high-level mages of the thirteenth and fourth levels looked at each other, and they were all amused. The white-robed mage of the protection department even laughed out loud:
"Protection?—Little guy, are you talking to me about protection?"
"Master, I know nothing about your power." Gretel bowed slightly:
"However, I can be sure that the protection method I use can provide effective protection and will not bring danger to the outside world. - If possible, please also ask the masters to change the protective equipment according to the requirements of the laboratory."
He pointed at the "Danger, Keep Out" sign on the wall. In the crowd, the mage from Black Crow Swamp laughed and pushed forward:
"Okay, let's not make things difficult for the children...well, little Gretel, this...well, how do you wear protective equipment?"
"You put on the mask first... these are the goggles..." Grete instructed him in the same way: "Put a bubble on your head, and then put on the one-piece protective suit... Fasten here, then here, press
Tight, no leakage at all..."
Master Carlisle and Old Sam looked at each other, and the two brothers followed suit and began to put on protective clothing. However, the white-robed mage of the protection department looked unhappy and refused to move.
, the conjuration magician smiled and pulled him, took out an alchemy doll, and threw it outward. The doll grew long when it hit the ground, stretched out its arms and kicked its legs. In a moment, it had grown to be as big as a real person:
"How about trying this?"
The white-robed mage snorted, his hands flashed with light, and he threw up the shields one by one. The puppet took two wobbly steps forward and stood at the door of the dressing area. The conjuration magician took out another
A doll, waving to Gretel:
"Little guy, can you put a suit on it too?"
"Okay! Thank you, Master!"
Grete ran over in response. The great magician of the conjuration system smiled and watched him busy, and asked casually:
"Little guy, can you withstand this suit of clothes? Do you want me to add two shields for you?"
"Thank you, Master, no need." Gretel tilted his head slightly and kept his hands:
"I know what I made myself. Staphylococcus aureus, Pseudomonas aeruginosa, and Clostridium tetani. As long as they don't scratch the skin, they'll be fine;
Vibrio cholerae and Shigella dysenteriae are enterable, so as long as I wash my hands and face before coming out and don't put them in my mouth, I'll be fine;
The more troublesome ones are Mycobacterium tuberculosis and Diphtheria bacilli, which will cause problems as long as they are inhaled into the nose, so I wear a mask, put an air bubble on the outside of the mask, and put a layer of protective clothing on top of the bubble. Three layers of protection, no matter what
There won’t be any problems.”
He spoke eloquently. Even if several great magicians had never heard the names of these bacteria, they all sounded like @#￥% to their ears, so they could understand that he had his own reasons.
At that moment, Gretel was also equipped and opened the gate to the buffer zone. People wearing protective suits filed in. The great magician of the prophecy department threw out a secret eye:
"Let's just watch from here."
The Mystic Eye followed everyone forward. The outer airlock lowered and the inner airlock rose. The first and second rooms were okay. After walking through the anatomy room, a horrific scene appeared on the Mystic Eye screen:
Half of the storage shelves in the room fell over. Glass dishes fell to the ground in large numbers. The ground was in clusters, misty, and white, green, yellow, and blue mold spots were everywhere. The floor was covered with debris, in a mess, and no one was paying attention.
Stepping over and kicking away...
"This this……"
The Necromancer was so heartbroken that his voice trembled. He walked back and forth quickly, bent down to shake the shelf, and kicked the fragment. After a moment, he threw himself on the intact side of the shelf and pressed against the wood.
Stand, looking at the glass dishes one by one:
"Such a big loss?! So many things were destroyed? Can it be repaired? How long will it take to make up for it? I just said that Carlisle guy is unreliable. If you enter the Black Crow Swamp, there is no way you can be bullied like this..."
Jab!
A sharp bolt of lightning jumped out of the void and struck the ground like a whip. Master Carlisle's embarrassed voice came through the magic weapon:
"Grom, don't steal things from children! Do you think I didn't see it?! Once the project is completed, it's not like Little Grete will not deliver the results!"
"Who, who stole it! I just took the glass shards off the soles of my shoes!"
Gretel was full of annoyance and was amused. He walked hurriedly, passing by the shelf, and breathed a sigh of relief:
"Okay, okay, the shelves over there mainly contain Pseudomonas aeruginosa and Golden Grain, which are faster to prepare. But that guy must not steal my strains——"
As he spoke, he hurried into the inner room. As soon as he opened the refrigerator, he screamed:
“My spawn!!!”
"What's wrong!" Necromancer rushed in. Gretel was half buried in the refrigerator, touching one stick on the left and one on the right:
"My cholera! My anthrax! My tuberculosis! Ahhhhhhhhh!"
He put it on the top layer just because these germs were troublesome!
If you don’t take the invaders, the E. coli and Streptococcus in the middle, and the Candida and Vibrio parahaemolyticus at the bottom, you might as well take Botox!
I can even give you a beauty treatment when you get back!
You have to pick the most troublesome ones! If any of these tubes of bacteria are leaked, a big plague can break out!
I can't live this day!
Grete turned around and threw himself in front of the sound transmitting weapon. At this moment, he completely ignored the group of high-level mages outside and shouted at the highest volume:
"Be careful during the arrest! That guy stole three strains of my bacteria! They are all purified and concentrated plague seeds! Don't let him throw them away! You must find what you throw out!!!"
"Also, when fighting him, try not to get close! You must get close. When you come back, wash your hands and clothes, wash your whole body, and don't eat before!"
"Be careful not to bite him! And don't spit on your face! You may be infected with the plague!!!"
"Everyone must be isolated and observed after returning! Including horses, dogs, and all livestock, all must be isolated, observed, and disinfected!"
Urgent shouts echoed in the room through the magic props. Several high-level mages looked at the light curtain coming from the arcane eyes and looked at each other. After a moment of silence, the great magician of the prophecy department sneered and laughed:
"He ordered us to work quite confidently——"
"Then we have to help him pass the message, otherwise what?"
The jury member of the Conjuration Department smiled and responded. He murmured a few words, and held up a ball of light in his hand, the size of a walnut, flowing in seven colors. The mage repeated Gretel's request in a low voice and flicked his fingers.
, the ball of light flew out from the crack of the door as fast as a meteor.
It rotates all the way, shines all the way, lights up the night sky, and flies towards the search team ahead.
In the dark night, Marcus Breno ran desperately.
He originally wanted to escape to the city. The person in charge of the spy base and the hotel owner, even if his faith had been contaminated, would not betray him immediately. At the worst, he would be able to find a channel to help him pass the things back.
As long as he sends it back, the task is completed. After completing the task, he will get points. With the points, even if he can't use it himself, his daughter can exchange for a Holy Radiance Potion and become a knight...
daughter……
Marcus Breno coughed up a mouthful of bloody sputum and felt that his breathing was a little easier. The sound of horse hooves continued to be heard from behind, directly behind, left behind, and right behind. The pursuers spread a large net and directed him from the direction of the city.
Hold on, keep rushing towards the suburbs.
From what I heard, there were at least three teams and dozens of horses. Who was behind that little mage who was only at level two or three?
...and he also brought a dog.
The fierce barking of dogs came from behind. Marcus Breno gritted his teeth and threw himself into a stream. The cold winter water was instantly submerged, which made him shiver, and his chest immediately felt tight again.
Breathing is getting harder and harder... If he continues like this, he will not be able to beat even a fifth-level knight...
He forced himself to wade down for a while, cross the stream, and then turn upstream. Starting from the city of Nevis in the northeast direction, he walked straight along the river, walking across the river, across the lake, and across the canal.
You can reach the other coast. If you can really escape to the other side of the sea, the church has a large stronghold in Cromo City at the mouth of the sea.
It took a while to wade through the water, but it was not as much as Marcus expected. When the sky was getting brighter, dogs barked behind him, and the pursuers caught up again. Marcus gritted his teeth, simply turned back, and ran
After walking for a while, he climbed up a tree and lay down on the treetops by the roadside.
"in front of!"
"in front of!"
Five cavalrymen came with hounds and war horses. Just as the last man passed by, Marcus suddenly fell down from the treetop and pinched the man's neck with his dagger. A stream of blood spurted out. He remained silent and counted down again.
The second one jumped over.
The first three were shocked when they heard the sound. Marcus gritted his teeth and danced his dagger wildly. The third cavalry fell to the ground, the fourth cavalry fell to the ground... Just as he was about to kill the last one, he suddenly felt a tightness in his chest and coughed again.
A mouthful of blood.
With just a quick movement of his hand, a steel knife struck him head-on.
Marcus gave in almost again and again, his left shoulder was in severe pain, and a large piece of flesh was still cut off. He endured the pain, killed the last cavalryman, and killed the hound that was biting his calf with a smooth knife.
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His strength has dropped too much... What kind of sinister spell did that little mage cast on him? Even if he was only as strong as a fifth-level knight, he would not be injured if he killed that group of people...
Marcus held his chest and coughed twice. He took off a set of cavalry clothes and put them on, picked a war horse for himself, tied the dead cavalry to their horses, and whipped each one in different directions.
Drive away far away.
Keep going!
Escape, or find a teleportation point installed by the church and teleport things back!
(Two three thousand words! Another update completed!)