Grete already had a plan in mind on how to convince the review committee. However, when he actually started to prepare the materials, he immediately encountered unexpected difficulties.
Too much information!
Not too little, but too much!
"Sir, do you want to retrieve the population records of past years?"
Facing Grete, who came to retrieve the original data with the authorization from the review committee, the clerk in the city hall had a very good attitude. He took Grete upstairs, turned around, and reached the end of the corridor. He pushed open the database door and walked in.
Go to the fifth room inside, stand at the door and wave inside:
"It's all here! Just take a look, sir. Do you need me to find an office for you?"
Gretel: "..."
There are at least seven or eight rows of wooden shelves in this room, and each row of wooden shelves extends inward, 1, 2, 3, 4... Gretel counted ten shelves, but he hasn't counted them all yet. Each wooden shelf is higher than a person's head,
There are several layers of wooden boxes piled heavily on top...
"all these are?"
"That's right, the population records of the Parliament from the past 100 years to the present are all here!"
How many years of records have these been... Gretel took out the [Endless Ink Pen] from the chest patch pocket, turned it over, and looked at the center feather pole. Under the light, he silently read the light and beautiful small words on the feather pole:
"1183, Emerging Magician Award, to Gretel Nordmark"
So, the data here is at most more than a thousand years old? Gretel took a breath. He grabbed the clerk and asked:
"Where are the records from the last 20 years, no, the last 50 years?"
"Over here near the aisle! Sir, look, there is a box for a year, and the boxes have numbers on them!"
In the reference room, the heavy shelves are divided into four layers. Each layer is stuffed with a wooden box 40 centimeters high and more than half a meter wide. On the wooden shelf closest to the aisle, the bottom box is written in red paint.
There was a sign with "1182" on it. Grete knelt down and dragged it without dragging it.
"I'll do it, I'll do it!" The clerk came forward diligently. He bent down, held the copper handle on the edge of the box with both hands, said "Hey", and pulled hard. The wooden box shook, but it still didn't leave its original position.
, the clerk stepped back half a foot on the spot, used all his strength, and pulled hard.
"Ouch...my waist..."
He couldn't straighten up on the spot. Grete quickly went to help him: "Don't move! Don't move, don't move! Come, take this quill and put it in front of your belly button, let me take a look!"
"Ouch... Master Mage, ouch... I'm so sorry, my old waist has something wrong again..." The clerk lay on the wooden shelf, supporting the wooden frame with one hand and the waist bar with the other, moaning incessantly. Grete
Help him stand up slowly, pull down one of his hands, and put the [Endless Ink Pen] into his hand:
"Take it! Don't move! Don't talk!"
[Endless Ink Pen], a level 9 magic item. It comes with its own ink and is lightweight and portable. Extraordinaries below level 5 can use it as an X-ray. It can be called a portable X-ray machine, a must-have item for surgeons when traveling at home.
The x-ray magic is turned on, and the magic light passes through the body. Grete adjusts his breathing, quickly enters the meditation field of vision, and looks at it carefully:
"emmmmm... There is no compression fracture in the lumbar spine, and there is no slippage between adjacent vertebrae. Generally speaking, the X-ray anteroposterior and lateral plain films show no abnormalities. It should be an acute lumbar sprain..."
In other words, soft tissues such as lumbar muscles, fascia, and ligaments are restrained, or strained and torn. This disease should be distinguished from lumbar muscle sprains, supraspinal ligament injuries, interspinous ligament injuries, etc., but Grete
I don’t have an MRI at hand; let’s do a physical examination, Grete is not an orthopedic surgeon, he is really not familiar with it…
Fortunately, the inability to check does not mean that there is no treatment. Grete took a deep breath and turned on the treatment. Warm white light penetrated into the muscles bit by bit. He used his mind to move the treatment energy, according to the position of the bones seen in the X-ray, and according to the human anatomy.
The clerk twisted his waist, moved it to the left and then to the right, his face full of surprise. He then bent down gratefully:
"Thank you, Master Mage! Thank you so much, Master Mage!"
"Hey, it's no big deal. I'm also a healer. Remember, when moving boxes or heavy objects in the future, never bend down to move them. You must squat down like me, and then drag them out..."
Grete followed up with a hygienic lecture. The clerk nodded and bowed, with a grateful face. He squatted down and tried to drag the box again. He held the handle of the wooden box with one hand, raised the other hand, and inserted the "Endless Ink Pen" into his chest.
Front pocket...
"Hey, hey, hey, give me back this pen! This is magic equipment!" It's amazing, how come civilians from another world have this problem...
There was such an episode, and it became much easier for Grete to check the population records again. Although the clerk who guided him had a low-level position, he had worked in the database for more than ten years and was familiar with everything. He learned about Grete's needs.
, he opened the lid of the box and gave enthusiastic guidance:
"Hey, sir, the population information of the city hall is divided into several parts: general household registration file, household registration details, family property details, birth registration, and death registration.
General records and important family properties, mainly houses, large livestock, workshops, etc., are summarized once every ten years; household registration details change every year and are recorded as needed; birth and death registration, the city hall issues a table every week
, let me take a look, it’s this stack..."
With a plop, a thick leather bound book fell into his hand, causing Grete's arm to sink.
"So many?!" One thick notebook per year. If we count for twenty years, how long will it take?
Gretel instantly felt dizzy.
Led by the clerk, he sat at the small desk at the door of the warehouse and opened the register. Line after line on the briefing paper were all handwritten words, with neat and scrawled handwriting, and uneven ink shades:
"January 1st
42 people died
Anne Watt, female, 15 years old, textile worker. Address: Room 219, 15 Fria Street. Cause of death: scarlet fever.
Kris, female, 14 years old, textile worker. Address: Room 308, No. 27, Fria Street. Cause of death: Scarlet Fever.
Tom, male, 17 years old, dockworker. Address: basement, 375 Anluo Street. Cause of death: injuries from a wooden box, fever.
Unnamed baby, female, 1 day old. Cause of death: abandoned and frozen to death.
Allen, male, 15 years old, painter. Address: basement, 287 Main Street. Cause of death: chest pain.
Ford, male, 3 years old. Address: Green Village. Cause of death: malnutrition.
Demi Reyes, female, 14 years old, laundress. Address: 69 Clifton Street. Cause of death: dystocia.
Craig Franco, male, 57 years old, businessman. Address: 28 Sydenham Street. Cause of death: Stroke.
…………
………”
Every time she read one, Grete's heart became heavier.
Since crossing over, especially since arriving in Nevis, he has been climbing up. As far as he can see, there is a bright and colorful scene. He has almost forgotten what it is like to be poor.
The lighting, sanitation, living facilities, and various conditions of the Babel Tower and the eight auxiliary towers around it have caught up with the office buildings in the previous life. In some places, they are even worse. The magicians working inside are the lowest and the lowest, and they are also two.
A third-level official mage...
And after becoming a magician, even if they become a magician's apprentice, they no longer have to worry about food, clothing, or worry about basic life. Their eyes are always looking at the stars, and their only pursuit is to explore the mysteries of this world.
However, in the places he did not see, among the people he did not come into contact with, there were so many people who were poor and sick, and so many people died of poverty at a young age. A grain of sand of the times fell on these people.
, and crushed their waists alive.
However, should ordinary people die? If they can’t become extraordinary, should they die?!
So many people, so many young workers, they, or they, were not even 20 years old when they died, and many of them were not even 15 years old!
According to the records on January 1 last year alone, the average life expectancy of workers who died, or rather, workshop workers, dock workers, etc., was less than 25 years old! And the average life span of businessmen, those wealthy people, was
Visibly to the naked eye, there are at least ten more workers than workers...
Grete silently clenched the quill in his hand. As a doctor, even a famous doctor in the world, even a level 11, level 15 or even legendary level healer, can only contact the patients one by one and treat them one by one. No.
There is no large-scale healing magic, but firstly, the cost is too high, and secondly, how many years will he have to work hard in this world to release a large-scale healing magic?
20 years?
30 years?
However, by becoming a public health expert and an official who can influence public health policies or even formulate policies, he will be able to help these people very quickly and immediately!
This is my duty! As a doctor, it is my unshirkable duty in this world!
I want to prove that the establishment of public health institutions is useful!
I want to help them!
Clean water! Enough food! Labor protection! Cheap, even basic medical care! Even if their average life span is increased by 5 years, to 30 or 35 years old...
This is a protection for workers!
It is also the growth of social wealth, so that they will not die young and can create wealth for the society for a longer period of time!
Grasping this point, I can convince the Magic Council, I will definitely do it!
Grete lowered his head and wrote quickly. Under the [Endless Ink Pen], horizontal and vertical frames appeared quickly on the paper. Age, gender, occupation classification, residential area, cause of death——
Thanks to the Magic Council, and to the unknown powerful person or time traveler who established the rules for recording household registration, property details, and registration of survival and death. With these detailed original records, his statistics are enough
Solid data!
"However, it is still a huge project to complete the statistics of these things..."
Looking at the 20 stacks of information on the table, each stack was as thick as a fist and had already passed his shoulders, Grete let out a heartfelt wail.
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