It's not that difficult to open a hospital in another world, right? Chapter 237: Fireproof, wolfproof, and deathproof! (Ye Meng Bing Ten Thousand Rewards Additional Update 2)
Chapter 237: Fireproof, wolfproof, and deathproof! (Ye Meng Bing Ten Thousand Rewards Additional Update 2)
"Ouch... I'm so exhausted..."
Grete staggered and collapsed on the ground. There were seven or eight rooms, the entire red zone! He cleaned them all by himself!
Disinfectant water was poured in ladle after ladle! Bucket after bucket was poured!
The recording room and material preparation room were a little better. The pollution was not serious. At most, the thief had searched around. The anatomy room was also okay, and the strain culture room, he completely wiped it inch by inch t_t
ceiling!
floor!
wall!
Broken petri dishes should be put into a sharps container according to medical waste standards (sorry, there is no such thing, only a large ceramic jar) and then melted over a white fire!
Until now, he has never done such heavy physical work!
It’s not over yet after everything has been cleaned up. The next step is to take samples from the whole house and conduct bacterial culture experiments! We also put dozens of petri dishes in the laboratory, open and close the lids one by one, and conduct sedimentation bacteria tests!
Those great magicians were watching the fun with their hands, but no one was willing to help him! The Necromancer was still following him step by step. Whenever Gretel did something new, he would take a look and ask:
"Why are you pouring it on the roof?"
"Why are you still spreading rumors out of thin air?"
"What are you cooking? Broth? You're welcome, we won't eat it..."
"What? Isn't it for us to eat?"
"It's so boring! Can you take off the protective clothing? No? Can you go out? Nothing, nothing?"
"Hey, what are you doing? The lid is still open!"
"It's back to cover again... wouldn't it be better to just cover it just now?"
Gretel: "..."
If I have time to ask a long question, you can help me a little!
After finally confirming that the whole house had been cleaned, Gretel collapsed on the floor when he returned to the cleaning area.
The back collar suddenly tightened, and he was picked up by one hand and spun around on the spot. Gretel's brain was still dizzy, and he was already placed on the chair. He raised his hands and feet to form a posture that required minimal effort.
posture.
If you look at it sideways, you will see that the hand holding him has no muscles, no skin, not even joints and ligaments. It looks like a bone hand!
Seeing him looking over, the skeleton made a crash and collapsed on the spot...collapsed...collapsed...and stretched out a bone hand to pick up his own bones, picked up the skull and put it on the
At the top, try not to take up space.
Looking at the Necromancer again, the black-robed great magician turned his head as if nothing had happened, pretending that the skeleton was not summoned by him.
Gretel: "..." Thank you!
"Why are you doing this?" Seeing him paralyzed and not wanting to move his fingers, the two great magicians of the plasticity department felt distressed and couldn't help laughing. The white-robed mage of the protection department even more
One sentence:
"You still have to wear that dress, why bother! Just put it on and take it off, take a shower outside, it will waste at least an hour!"
"... Take a look at your doll." Gretel weakly retorted, taking advantage of the teacher's presence. The white-robed mage raised his eyebrows, and beside him, two metal dolls were swaying towards their master. He immediately approached them.
, together with the two great magicians of the Conjuration Department and the Prophecy Department, they looked up and down:
The two dolls were originally exactly the same, but after walking around in the danger zone, there were some differences. The one wearing protective clothing had an extra layer of moisture on its body, while the one without protective clothing, which relied solely on magic to carry it, had stains on its feet.
A little wet disinfectant. To the naked eye, there was no damage to either of them.
The conjuration magician fiddled with the incantations, making a circle with the thumb and index finger of his right hand, and looked at his puppet through the circle. Before he could see the trick, the black-robed necromancer had already come over and reached out to touch it.
He was not wearing protective clothing. As soon as he touched it, his eyes suddenly lit up:
"Give this one to me!—I'll pay double the price!"
"No!"
"No!!!"
Two voices screamed at the same time. One was Gretel, who deliberately missed the one without protective clothing when spraying disinfectant; the other was the great magician of the prophecy department, his eyes were wide open and his fingers were twitching.
No worse than last night:
"This one is very dangerous! Very dangerous!!!"
"Where is the danger?" The white-robed mage was still insisting. Grete had already jumped off the chair and staggered over. With a petri dish in one hand and a cotton swab in the other, he raised his hand and wiped it on the doll:
"I can't give it to you! I'll get into trouble if I give it to you! - You should clearly see the danger!"
As he spoke, he applied several lines on the doll's face, chest, legs, and arms. Apply one line, then draw a line in the petri dish with his backhand, changed the cotton swab, and applied again. After wiping them all, he closed the lid and pointed at the petri dish:
"Inducing birth!!!"
A hazy green light shone out. In the petri dish, on the translucent agar medium, plaques suddenly appeared one by one. In addition to the first scratch on the face, there were several other scratches.
The colonies grow densely.
He replaced another puppet wearing a protective suit, which was exactly the same, and performed the operation again. He threw the divine birth spell on it, and at least no one could see any spots with the naked eye. The conjuration magician used the magic between his thumb and index finger to
After observing the circle for a long time, he mumbled half-heartedly:
"I seem to have seen a little bit..."
"You can see more clearly with a microscope." Grete replied softly. Before the other party could ask what a microscope was, the protection mage in white robe had already asked:
"You use the birthing spell yourself. Is it possible that the magic power on both sides is unbalanced and the amount of birthing is different?"
Grete smiled slightly. He touched the space bag, took out two other sets of petri dishes and cotton swabs, and handed them over with both hands:
"You make sense. I also suggest doing another set of experiments - this time, we don't use magic to induce growth. Let the petri dish stand for 24 hours to see the growth of the colony. You can try it yourself, and I want to do it myself.
Make another set—"
He handed the experimental equipment forward. Before the white-robed mage could respond, the previously disintegrated skeleton came over unsteadily and took the petri dish. Gretel bowed slightly, stood up straight, and turned around to get busy again.
Already.
The great magician of the protection department was hesitant, but he took the experimental equipment and started doing it himself. Grete and he took the samples one after another, and then bowed their heads and saluted:
"I'm sorry, I want to disinfect this puppet and the path it has taken...Bernard! Come over and help me pour disinfectant! And Master -"
He turned to the Necromancer who was rummaging around for a curette, trying to scrape the ashes off his fingers and take them back:
"You just touched this doll, please wash your hands right away!"
The necromancer shrugged, and under Gretel's strict surveillance, he ran to wash his hands obediently. While washing, he turned his head frequently and looked at the alchemy doll that was being splashed with disinfectant, with a look on his face like a mourning concubine.
No, it was a loss of 100 million, or a bone dragon!
After watching the alchemy dolls being disinfected with his own eyes, Gretel finally relaxed. He fell down on the chair and gave vague instructions:
"Auro, you go and keep an eye on the search team. The intruder will be disinfected wherever he passes by..."
Before he finished speaking, his head tilted and he fell asleep on the spot.
He slept until daylight. In his daze, a familiar voice seemed to call him:
"Gretel! Get up! The man is caught!"
"Don't disturb me...let me sleep..."
Gretel muttered and turned over. The man persisted and continued to push him:
"Get up quickly! The person has been found, but the things are gone! The great magician is looking for you!"
"If it's gone, it's gone..."
Grete got under the quilt, but still couldn't resist the noise, so he simply pulled up the quilt and covered his head.
Beside his bed, Aurora Wharton was ready to try again, but Bernard took her away. The barbarian made a "silence" gesture, remained silent for a moment, and became angry:
"Help!!!"
"where!"
Grete jumped up with a bang.
Only when you wake up can you accept the information. Grete jumped out of bed, washed his face and brushed his teeth, and listened to Aurora's report:
The intruder was indeed found, but he was already dead;
The three stolen test tubes were missing. A teleportation circle was found under the intruder, and it was highly suspected that the items had been sent away;
The destination of the teleportation array is being analyzed by the great magicians, and the results will be available as soon as tonight...
"Have you disinfected the deceased?" Grete sprayed out the toothpaste and toothbrush. Aurora quickly comforted him:
"It's been sterilized! It's been sterilized! The masters froze the corpse directly. The teleportation circle and the entire cave and tunnel were washed with disinfectant to ensure that there will be no problems!"
God knows, since yesterday, no, the night before yesterday, his senior brothers and sisters, and their disciples, have been making disinfectant day and night, and they are almost going crazy!
Make distilled water, make refined salt, turn on electricity, collect lime in large bags, collect flammable gas, collect caustic soda...
The four laboratories are bustling and working at full capacity. On the 375th floor of the Tower of Babel, when has such rough work ever been done!
"It's good as long as it's been disinfected." Gretel finally breathed a sigh of relief. He hurriedly took care of himself and immediately grabbed Aurora:
"Where was the deceased caught? Has he been disinfected along the way? Take me there, I want to take samples for analysis!"
"Isn't this necessary...?" Aurora hesitated. A magician had already strode over from next door:
"I'll take him there!"
"**division!"
Aurora immediately bowed her head and saluted. Gretel looked outside and saw that His Excellency the Lord of Thunder and other members of the jury had left. Only the black-robed Necromancer poked his head around and refused to leave. Outside the gate.
, the two bone horses were kicking and kicking, and their saddles and saddles were all ready.
Opposite the Necromancer, the member of the Evocation Department's jury, the one Master Carlisle called Old Sam, was like a shepherd dog guarding against wild wolves, staring at the Necromancer every step of the way. His face was dark.
The level is not much different from that of the Necromancer's skeleton.
"take me!"
Grete had already started to pack his things. He didn’t care who took him there, he just threw everything into the space bag:
Petri dishes, culture media, microscopes, glass rods that guide magic, and all kinds of things imaginable. By the way, he should also bring gold coins, as well as the bell with the "gold coins" in it, so that he can get it at any time no matter what he needs.
Can do:
"While that guy was escaping, I had to analyze and take samples to make sure there were no leaks of germs around him! I also have disinfectant and the bleaching powder I asked you to make. Bring as much as you can!"