It's not that difficult to open a hospital in another world, right? Chapter 244 I propose to listen to Little Gretel - who is in favor and who is against?
Chapter 244 I propose to listen to Little Gretel - who is in favor and who is against?
The great magician raised and retracted his palm. In the conference room, magic fluctuations came one after another, like a firm and powerful heartbeat, and like a butterfly struggling to break out of its cocoon. The great magician stood at the door for a moment, his eyebrows
Slightly moving, as if surprised or happy:
"This kid...is going to advance?"
A group of people were blocked by him at the door, and they were already a little impatient. The great magician of the conjuration department stretched out his hand, and a cherry-sized secret eye flew out from his fingers, and rolled under the crack of the door. Then, the light
The ball worked hard to get bigger and thinner, spread itself out into a pancake, and slid in along the crack of the door.
The light curtain of the secret eye opened immediately. Through the light curtain, the great magicians saw Gretel sitting on the edge of the long table, on a high-backed chair on the far right. He raised his head, closed his eyes, and leaned his head against the back of the chair, with his forearms flat.
Place it on the armrest of your chair and assume a stable meditation posture.
"This kid doesn't think of himself as an outsider at all." The black-robed mage from the necromantic department laughed first. Everyone looked at him sideways: Gretel is sitting in your chair! ...You still look very proud?
He's not from Black Crow Swamp!
No, he launched a plague and killed half of the people in the Holy City of Glory. The Pope used super-large magic to suppress it. Is this a natural necromancer?
In any case, I am meditating - and judging from the magic fluctuations, it is still the advanced meditation of a magician. It is best not to disturb me. Old Sam took two steps back, raised his hand and pressed it on his chest, holding down the badge representing the committee member.
sound:
"Mr. Hermoncrus! Mr. Hermoncrus!"
"Call me?" There was a dim light on the wall. At the door of the conference room, on the surface of the smooth black crystal, a human face sketched in simple strokes lit up. It was the tower spirit of the Babel Tower. Old Sam nodded slightly and looked at the human face.
Regards:
"Mr. Hermoncrus. In the conference room, there is a junior magician who is meditating to an advanced level. Could you please do me a favor and adjust the elemental environment of the conference room to the state of the primary meditation room."
"Junior meditation room, rental cost, 100 contribution points per day." The crystal buzzed and vibrated, and a semi-mechanical voice came out of the small hole on the side:
"Temporary adjustment, the fee is doubled. Do you pay, or does the person inside pay?"
"……I pay!"
Old Sam took off his badge painfully.
Grete was in deep meditation and was unaware of the movement outside. The judges left, and he was alone in the conference room writing. As he wrote, his mind became clearer and clearer:
It seems like the council doesn’t want me to go to jail!
You don’t necessarily want to bankrupt me!
What's the benefit of letting me go bankrupt? My little net worth is a drop in the bucket for the council. They can't even get enough to eat if they rob me of my family... If I really have to pay for it, the worst I can do is negotiate business with them and sell these management regulations to them!
By the way, there are also the previous middle school chemistry textbooks and electrolytic smelting methods, many of which are not for sale!
As soon as the sense of security returned, Grete's shoulders suddenly relaxed. The tension that had been suppressed from last night disappeared without a trace. The inexplicable feeling that appeared after it was confirmed that the plague was gone, once again filled the air:
Like the rising spring tide, like the sprouting of green grass. The feeling of vitality and vigor surrounded him uncontrollably.
Are you going to advance?
Does the mage level also need to be upgraded to three levels?
Grete was surprised and delighted. He threw down the half-written outline and looked around. He hesitated for a second between "sitting on the hard ground and starting to meditate" and "occupying a high-backed chair", and decisively put down his feathers.
He put the pen back in his chest and rushed to the nearest high-backed chair.
——Well, during the previous interrogation, it was revealed that the chair belonged to the Necromancer, he would definitely not mind!
Even if the concentration of elements is not deliberately adjusted, the meditation environment in the Tower of Babel is much better than the outside world - as long as a nearby laboratory does not suddenly explode. When the great magicians arrived, Gretel's advanced meditation was almost over, and his spirit
The filling and strengthening of the core are nearly completed. Before Grete, there is another problem he has encountered before:
This time, in the meditation environment, which magic is engraved?
Last time I chose b-super magic, and the effect was pretty good. What about this time? Choose x-ray magic, or his modified version of the Burning Hand?
Grete ruled out X-ray magic without much hesitation. He made few changes to this magic, and the power of the spell mainly depends on the magic item used as the "light source". Not to mention, this thing is still a level 0 magic.
Even if it is engraved, the income is not high.
Burning Hands? Gretel hesitated for a moment. Burning Hands was indeed very fragrant, but he was still a little unwilling to do so. He always felt that since he was a doctor, it would be fine to install a bunch of medical magic and turn himself into a human form.
firearm?
Given the choice, it is better not to...
correct!
Try that fertility spell!
Although it is a divine art...but, hey, who says that divine art cannot be engraved in a meditation environment?
Gretel immediately began to try. With good luck, although the spawning of vegetation is a divine spell, it also has a scroll - with a scroll, there is a spell model. Of course, the scroll is two-dimensional, and the spell model outlined in the meditation environment is three-dimensional.
How to pull two dimensions together to create a three-dimensional one still requires a magician to test it himself.
...Isn’t it just solid geometry?
I'm familiar with this!
Tried once...failed.
Tried twice...failed.
The third try... Oops, I'm a little unsteady...
A higher element concentration and a more stable surrounding environment quietly arrived at this moment. Gretel breathed a sigh of relief, calmed down, and continued to experiment. The main structure...the output intensity...the casting range...
Hey, it is best to have a variable hourglass shape for the casting range. The narrowest one can imitate the spell paths of freezing ray and flash spells, emitting only one ray of light and limiting the spawning range to this beam, or the diameter of a ray of light; the widest one can be
Draw a large circle with a diameter of 1 meter, 2 meters, or 3 meters. As long as you can keep up with it, it will be no problem!
As for the shaping of spawning objects, that is another problem, which can be solved by hanging it in the nearby area...
Grete had no worries, closed his eyes, and was immersed in the creation of spells wholeheartedly. Outside the conference room, a group of great magicians looked at each other in confusion.
"I said...how long do we have to wait?"
"How long did it take you to advance to level three?"
"Half a day, right?...When did this kid start?"
"No matter when it starts, there's no need for us to be stuck here, right?"
"Yeah, it's so stupid to stand at the door!"
"It's already dinner time, I have to get off work!"
"Then just leave!"
The committee member who shouted "I have to get off work" did not leave. Even though he was from the Pseudo-Control Department - the school farthest from Gretel's research - he was still full of curiosity about Gretel. Looking around, he turned his head.
I entered my office, closed the door, sat down and started waiting...
Bang bang.
Bang bang.
Bang bang.
There were a series of closing sounds. Old Sam turned and walked towards his office. When he turned his head, he saw the black-robed mage still poking at the door:
"Why don't you leave?"
"How can I leave if you don't leave?"
"He is from our plasticity department. Of course I have to wait and see! - Why, you still want to poach someone?"
"Don't you think he is more suitable for Black Crow Swamp? Can you Thunderhorns handle what happened today?"
"If you have the ability, you can defeat the Lord of Thunder!" Old Sam snorted, turned around and gave the other party a slap on the back of the head. Just as he was about to enter his room, he saw the magician from the conjuration department was about to close the door, and immediately rushed away with "Hey, hey, hey"
past:
"Let's go together! Let me see what's going on inside!"
After a few brushing sounds, several closed doors were opened one after another...
A moment later, a group of high-ranking jury members crowded into the office of the great conjuration magician, facing the light curtain.
Although the committee member's office is not small, it only has a table, a chair, and a couch. It can accommodate three or five people, but any more will not be able to accommodate it. These old men didn't care at all. Instead of leaning on the armrests of the sofa,
Just lying on the back of the sofa, happily urging:
"Hurry! Hurry!"
"Bring the Secret Eye closer!"
"I want to see how he progresses!"
The secret eye can only see what is visible to the naked eye, and cannot see the fluctuations of elements in the room. Turning and turning, the camera zooms out and zooms in, even Gretel's trembling eyelashes are clearly shown, but he cannot be seen entering.
Is the stage smooth and how long will it take to complete?
The only thing that can be seen is that Grete looks calm and seems to be fine...
Even if she is a peerless beauty, looking at her blankly like this will become boring after a long time, not to mention that Grete is still hundreds of kilometers away from the peerless beauty. I endured it for a long time, but there was nothing to see. The great magician of the conjuration system used the secret method to
Turning his eyes, he looked at the half-written piece of paper on the table.
A bunch of heads immediately gathered in front of the light curtain. The outline on the paper was just as follows:
1. Modes of transmission of infectious diseases: droplet transmission, food and water transmission, animal transmission, skin contact transmission
2. Block the spread of infectious diseases: wear masks, boil food and water, wash hands, kill sources of infection (mosquitoes, flies, fleas, mice), clean clothes and bedding, and disinfect the environment
3. Infectious disease laboratory management: air, water, airlock design, regular disinfection, inspection, management of pathogen carrying and transportation
4. Public health: Build tap water supply facilities, disinfect drinking water, and supply boiled water; implement a specific disease reporting system; establish an infectious disease hospital
5,…
6,…
7,…
"Sure enough, I still need to force it." The great magician of the protection department sighed: "Look, when someone brought it over to scare me, he immediately took out the thing."
"Perhaps that's what he originally wanted to say?" Old Sam snorted. "You can't write so much if you pat your head temporarily... I said, should we announce these things? How to announce them? Which ones should be implemented immediately?
?”
The gentlemen of the review committee fell silent. Among other things, establishing tap water supply facilities, disinfecting drinking water, and supplying boiled water is a huge expense. Building a specialized infectious disease hospital is another huge sum of money... this...
Formulating budgets, announcing regulations, and implementing regulations are originally the responsibilities of the review committee. But the matter is so big, and it’s the end of the year, where can we squeeze out the budget to do this?
Eyes turned to the great magician of the Change Department. As an alchemist, he has always been the chief steward of the review committee and the preparer of the budget. The man who was still settling accounts with Gretel with a smile on his face in the morning had a wry smile on his face:
This year alone, and in recent months, the things Grete has done have already consumed several unplanned funds...
"But laboratory management must be done." The person from the protection department pointed to the light screen and glanced sideways at the black-robed mage:
"I propose that all magicians who study plague and the management of laboratories should follow the above. Who is in favor? Who is against?"