Chapter 259: Which version of Mage Tower do you choose?
Bishop Upton was filled with emotion. As a ship's doctor, he had also removed many foreign objects inserted into the body. Some of them were just enough to treat minor injuries. Some of them were just removed, and a stream of blood came to the room. It all depends on
Only high-level magic can withstand it. I was so frightened at that time that I really don’t want to encounter it in my life.
But Grete, although he acted as if he were facing a formidable enemy at first, he did not panic at all. In the end, he pulled out the iron nail safely, and the blood that poured out only soaked a piece of gauze.
He had a lot of questions to ask. Gretel smiled at him and made a "please" gesture:
Sorry, I have to be busy first, there are still many injured people to treat!
The Lord Bishop nodded and turned around to do his work. After the treatment of the seriously injured, there were still some scratches and the like. The soldiers could just wash them themselves without the need for the priest to do anything. Bishop Apton clapped his hands and returned to see Gretel.
I saw him sitting on a low stool, facing the soldier's bloody calf:
"Emmmm, your bruise is a bit big... don't move, I'll help you stop the pain first, and then clean the wound..."
He raised his palm. Bishop Ampton's eyes lit up, and he took three steps and two steps at a time, and walked to Gretel's side. He saw Gretel's palm slightly bent, with his fingers spread out, as if he were holding an egg, and [Delay the pain]
】The standard gesture is basically similar. Then, the palm moves up half a foot and wraps around the soldier's knees.
"Hey -" Bishop Upton subconsciously wanted to scream. Your [delaying pain] position is wrong! When releasing this magic, you should aim it at the injured person from a distance and cover his whole body.
He feels no pain at all and can continue to fight!
What do you mean by aiming your spell at his knee?
As soon as the words reached his mouth, someone shouted out faster than him. The wounded soldier bared his teeth and distorted his face: "Ouch——"
Grete stopped, his eyes widened slightly, and he looked at him nervously. The soldier yelled twice, then suddenly stopped, lowered his head, and looked at his calf:
"Hey, hey? Doesn't it hurt?"
Gretel laughed out loud. The soldier also laughed sheepishly: "I'm sorry, Pastor, I thought it would hurt..."
"As long as it doesn't hurt." Gretel lowered his head with a sullen smile and poured saline solution onto the wound. After pouring half the bottle, he suddenly stopped and pointed at the wound in front of him:
"[Mage Trick]!"
An invisible breeze blew past. The sawdust, dust, pebbles, and flowing blood were all swept away from the wounded soldier's calf, revealing clean wounds and a few roots stuck in the muscles that needed additional treatment.
Plucked wood chips.
"How can a mage's tricks be used like this?" Bishop Apt was surprised. He was stunned for a moment and sighed:
"The mage is so convenient..."
Grete lowered his head to hold back a sigh. The cleaning technique of the mage's trick is indeed very effective. If it were in the previous life, cleaning the surroundings of such a large wound, disinfecting it, cleaning the wound dirt, and thoroughly debriding it would definitely not be completed in less than half an hour!
With this skill, when he was a junior doctor in the emergency department in his previous life, his efficiency would have at least doubled!
He still meticulously pulled out the few sawdust and disinfected them again. A ray of white light passed by, and under the traction of positive energy, the superficial scratches were healed silently. Bishop Apt immediately came over:
"How do you use this [Delay Pain]? Why is the fluctuation so small? Why can it stop the pain if it is tilted upward? - Ah, I'm sorry, I shouldn't ask, but can you let me watch from the side?"
"sure!"
Grete raised her face and gave him a bright smile.
One of them was treating, and the other was watching. After the treatment of the fifteenth wounded soldier was completed, Gretel wiped away his sweat, spread his hands, and indicated that the treatment technique was exhausted. The next moment, Bishop Apton diligently presented a golden vial:
"Energy potion. Below level five, one sip can replenish your mental power."
Grete took it with a smile and nodded to him. He then debrided and treated the wounded soldiers. While treating them, he talked to the wounded soldiers:
"Your piercing is a bit deep...Wait a minute, let me find a strap first and tie the upper end of your arm tightly so that if a blood vessel is injured, blood will not spurt out..."
"If the wound is deep, it must be cleaned thoroughly. Don't worry, I will open the wound and wipe it with a clean cloth dipped in strong liquor..."
"Does it stop hurting? You can still feel me touching the wound, but it doesn't hurt, right?"
Bishop Ampton followed him closely, wishing he could hold a notebook and write down every word of Gretel and every step of casting spells. Gretel finished treating the last wounded soldier, washed his hands, and turned back to him.
Thanks for a smile:
"I'm sorry, I'm currently researching [Delaying Pain] and I can't find a place to test it, so I'm sorry to bother you!"
"No interruption, no interruption." Bishop Apton laughed and waved his hands:
"This is the council's fleet. You are also a healer. It is a good thing to treat the soldiers. Since the fleet allows you to enter, if you need it, just come over!"
"That's great!" Grete laughed happily:
"By the way, I still don't understand some details about the [Delay Pain] spell. You are a powerful senior healer, can I ask you for advice?"
The exchange, which was called asking for advice but was actually a discussion, continued until the evening. From that day on, Grete had an additional experimental base, a treatment center in the morning, a fleet barracks in the afternoon, and the laboratory continued to develop penicillin in the evening. After half a month, he
[Delay Pain], ah no, anesthesia has advanced by leaps and bounds, and the consumption of local anesthesia within a 10*10 cm range has reached the level of a level 0 magic trick.
And his p4 laboratory, ah no, the drawings of the mage tower were finally finalized, and two thick stacks were placed in front of him.
"The stack on the left is the basic version. It has seven floors above ground and two floors underground. It is equipped with four elemental pools, a control room, two invisible servants, an alchemy laboratory, and a meditation room. The spell protection includes tower reinforcement, arcane locks, and door sealing techniques.
, magic alarm, protective energy, in addition to the biological laboratory you specifically requested, it is the structure of the basic mage tower in the provinces."
The ** engineer from the protection department pushed the manuscript paper forward:
"If you choose the regular version, the construction costs will be borne by the council. Except for the training and assessment as mentioned before, you don't have to pay anything extra."
"What about the page on the right?"
Grete looked to the side with burning eyes. Don't lie to me, you brought out two versions specifically just to make me choose the more expensive one!
"The high-level mage tower on the right, in addition to the four major element pools, has added a positive energy room and a negative energy room, and the tower spirit level is one level higher." The master smiled knowingly:
"There are two more protective magics, two more trap magics, four more invisible servants, and one more arcane garden for cultivating magic plants."