It's not that difficult to open a hospital in another world, right? Chapter 264 Have you ever seen the Mage Tower at four in the morning? (Update 2 with ten thousand rewards)
Chapter 264 Have you ever seen the Mage Tower at four in the morning? (Update 2 with ten thousand rewards)
Three o'clock in the morning.
Twenty necromancers staggered around.
Most of the people had already finished flipping through the record books in their hands and were lying on the table with their heads buried in the crooks of their elbows; the remaining two unlucky ones were trying hard to hold up their eyelids and follow the rhythm of the flashing blue light, turning pages and pages.
Page, turn page...
Gretel was about to fall asleep too.
What a pity, since he traveled through time, he has basically stopped staying up late. Spellcasters need enough sleep! Otherwise, there will be no magic or magic tomorrow! Even if you are adventuring in the wild, only a fool will let a spellcaster stay up late unless it is absolutely necessary!
Over the past year or so, his ability to stay up late, which he developed in the emergency department, has almost completely deteriorated...
"Finished!"
"the last page!"
Even the shout that the work was completed was weak. Grete came back to his senses, tried to push himself up from the table, and raised his voice:
"Thank you for your hard work! On the seventh floor of Thunder Tower, I have arranged guest rooms for you. You can take the time to get some sleep! I will express my gratitude to Archmage Edgar——"
The Necromancer apprentices staggered and filed out. Gretel seized the last hour, spread out the form on the table, and made a request to the tower spirit:
"Mr. Gregory! No matter the year, every age group, the number and percentage of deaths!"
A blue light fell. Then, the ink in the bottle automatically rose into the air, and numbers were filled in line by line on the form.
"Specifically, for each year, the number of deaths in each age group, and the percentage!"
Swipe, swipe, swipe, 20 consecutive forms, all filled out. A spell like [Scribe] directly retrieves the numbers from the documents stored in the tower spirit, and accurately fills in the grid on the paper. Finally, the form is still there
A secret seal is added to the corner. It is produced by Ta Ling and must be a high-quality product...
"The number and proportion of deaths in various age groups and genders!"
"Number and proportion of deaths by cause of death!"
"Sex ratio by cause of death!"
“Average life expectancy by income group!”
Gretel racked his brains and exhausted his words. He asked Taling to calculate every statistical method he could think of - not counting it in vain, it was not necessarily the case that he had finished copying the numbers. He went back to press the calculator himself. Besides, this
In another world, there is no calculator available...
The thick stack of forms was all filled out, and the wall clock in the calculation room was already pointing to 3:55. Grete put away the forms and walked out of the calculation room. The hall was empty, and the old magician on the night shift had fallen asleep on the table.
, the snoring is getting louder.
There was no one in the corridors and elevators. Except for the invisible servants holding brooms and sweeping the floor, the entire Thunder Tower seemed to have fallen into sleep.
For some reason, a question suddenly popped up in Gretel's mind:
Have you ever seen the Mage Tower at four in the morning?
Now, I can finally say that I have seen it.
Not only have I seen the Mage Tower, I have also seen the city of Nevis at four in the morning——
Grete strolled to the edge of the mountain and looked down. At four o'clock in the morning, the whole city was still sleeping, and everything was dark. However, at the foot of the dark mountain, there were already lights dotted.
stand up.
Gretel watched in fascination.
Some bright spots are far away on the seashore. Perhaps the fishermen are preparing their sails and fishing nets, preparing to go fishing at dawn?
Some of the bright spots are in the southeast corner of the city. When I memorized the map, I remembered that there were many workshops gathered there. Were they ready to start work before dawn?
There are also bright spots moving on the streets in the city, or moving from outside the city to the city. What are they doing? Bringing vegetables, meat, milk, and clean drinking water to the city? Or, removing the filth accumulated in the city last night,
Shipping out of town?
Spell casters have the right to sleep soundly late at night, but in this city, in this world, many people do not have that -
He stood quietly on the edge of the top of the mountain. Eagle Peak is the highest peak in the kingdom. Standing on the top of the mountain, you can overlook the bay to the west and all the mountains to the east. No mountain can block its sunshine.
At around five o'clock in the morning, the sky turned white, and then a ray of red light jumped from the mountains, illuminating Gretel's bright eyes.
——In this world, even the sunshine is enjoyed by magicians earlier than ordinary people.
Grete took a deep breath of the icy mountain breeze. He was refreshed and looked at the two followers who were yawning as they walked out of the tower side by side:
"Bernard! Aurora! Let's go! Let's take a good look at this city and see how its middle, lower and bottom floors work!"
Nevis, the city of mages.
This city is centered on the Magic Council, and everything either serves mages or has mages as its core productivity.
After getting off the train, as far as you can see on the left hand side, there are garden villas one after another. Grete and Aurora's residence is also in this area. Grete looked at the evergreen vegetation outside the villa and suddenly asked:
"Aurora."
"ah?"
"Where does the water used in the villa area come from?"
He really hadn't noticed this problem before. There seemed to be running water in the house. Anyway, whether it was a sink or a bathtub, water would come out as soon as he turned the faucet. But where did the water come from...
"Magic circle!"
Aurora answered matter-of-factly, and even gave Gretel a strange look. Most of the people who can buy a house in the villa area are magicians. Who can't get a magic circle that creates water?
Even if you are not a magician and can afford to buy a house, you can buy it with the magic circle——
"Oh!"
Grete patted her thigh lightly.
He had previously been preoccupied with waterworks. But this is a magical world. The mage tower is directly equipped with a water element pool. Rich people install magic arrays and magical arrays. They have no centralized water supply or purified water supply.
need……
"Not only here," Aurora's explanation continued: "It's just across the street -"
He raised his arm and waved vigorously. To the right of the train station is the most upscale commercial street in Nevis, with theaters, high-end restaurants, jewelry stores, antique shops, etc., all of which are dazzling and magnificent at first glance:
"They all use magic circles. Otherwise, how would the magicians be willing to enter?"
Grete was silent. He reined in his mount and stared at the golden round dome of the theater for a long time, staring at the flat bluestone street in front of him without a single seam - obviously, such a road can only be made of [fossils turned into mud].
[Turn Mud into Stone] Shape the shape and gaze at the fine, fluffy grass on both sides of the street.
Under the grass blades, the sound of water gurgled. It was obvious that there were non-open drainage channels under the road.
In this area, residents have the highest income, and the average life expectancy is also the highest - reaching 59 years old. It is conceivable that if the servants of the mansion are not included, and only the master is counted, the average life expectancy can be even higher.
Gretel looked confused. He raised his gaze and cast his eyes to the endless distant sky, and then slowly moved down, as if overlooking the entire city from the top of Eagle Peak. Then he took a breath and exhaled forcefully:
"Auro, let's go see other places!"
Passing through the core business district and bypassing the Bridge Magic Academy. Grete had already memorized the city map by heart and went straight to the east side of the city without anyone guiding him.
The further you walk, the dirtier it becomes.
Not long after walking, I stepped from the magically shaped road to the stone road, and then from the flat stone road to the uneven stone road paved with large rough rocks.
Aurora had carefully gathered her robe, fearing that a little mud would be splashed on her magic robe, but Gretel frowned slightly and looked around, showing no intention of turning around and leaving. His eyes were bright, as if he wanted to see everyone around him.
Details are deeply engraved in my heart——
At this time, they had already passed the center line of the city. Nevis is a seaside city that naturally grows into a U-shape along the bay. After crossing the end of the bay, which is the bottom of the U-shape, heading eastward, it starts from the city's
The core area has entered the periphery.
There are walls connected to the walls beside the road, and the houses inside are all tall and large, far exceeding what is needed for residential use. The chimneys are spewing smoke of various colors, black, yellow, white, red, and so on.
When the wind blew, it was sour, smelly, and had a strange smell, which instantly hit their heads and faces.
Grete conveniently used a bubble technique on himself: "What does this smell like?"
"The lees." Aurora shrugged. He also sells wine at home, and it was not as big a reaction as Grete's: "Maybe he is pouring out the lees - this workshop is quite big, so it will probably take a while."
"Where are they pouring?"
Gretel asked. He quickly shut up: Two men came out of the side door of the workshop. They were both shirtless in winter, and their upper bodies were steaming. The two of them worked together to carry a large wooden barrel, and they knocked it down with force. It fell with a crash.
Go into the river next to it.
"Pour directly into the river?" Gretel couldn't believe his eyes. Aurora spread her hands: "What else? - Oh, it doesn't matter. Anyway, it won't hurt if you just rush into the sea..."
Why not! The pollution is very serious! Just as Grete was about to argue, a door on the other side of the river opened, and a wooden barrel poured out. The dark blue water soaked through the ground and flowed directly into the river. After a while,
, the gurgling river became half indigo and half turbid yellow, looking strange and disgusting.
"Opposite is the dyeing shop. You see, the lees is pretty good..."
Without saying a word, Gretel reined in his horse and ran downstream. Along the river, he saw the blood and internal organs dumped by the slaughterhouse, the tanning materials dumped by the leather workshop, and the pig manure dumped by the pig farm... The further down,
The river became more and more stinky, and eventually, all kinds of filth were sinking and floating, and even the naked eye could see it.
"So...where does the water they drink come from?"
Aurora didn't know how to answer. Gretel rode around in a circle, but couldn't find the well. The three-story buildings on the roadside were one after another. The structures of the houses were flat and extremely cramped, and hands stretched out between the buildings.
Then they could hold each other's hands. Gretel looked up for a while, then simply jumped off the horse, intending to go in and find someone to inquire.
Just taking a few steps, there was a "crash" next to her. Aurora was quick-sighted and immediately set up a shield to block most of the basin of sewage. However, the shield was only a flat surface after all, not an all-round isolation. The trousers of Grete's right leg
and shoes were soaked in an instant.
"Oh - Lord Mage, have mercy! Lord Mage, have mercy!" The washerwoman who splashed water knelt down, her face turned pale. Gretel looked down at her, waved his hands, and planned to avoid the matter. Before he could lift his feet, the door opened.
He drove out a black-faced man and kicked the washerwoman:
"Old whore! I've blinded you! How dare you offend the mage——"
He kicked and cursed several times in one breath, causing the washerwoman to roll all over the floor. The washerwoman huddled up in a ball, whined repeatedly, and did not even dare to run away. Gretel was startled by him and froze.
, finally reacted:
"stop!"
"Master Mage, look at this -"
"Don't hit her." Grete breathed out and waved his hands. He didn't even look at the black-faced man, he bent down slightly and faced the washerwoman on the ground:
"Take me in and help me wash and dry my pants and shoes - can you dry them here? That's the end of the matter. Don't worry, I won't make you pay."
"Did you hear that! Accompany the mage in quickly!" the black-faced man shouted again. The washerwoman curled up on the ground and looked up at him, then looked at Grete, her face was pale, and finally she took the wooden basin in step by step.
.
Aurora had a strange look on her face and hesitated to speak, but she did not stop Gretel and allowed him to follow the peasant woman. After walking through a dark corridor and bending down to get through the wet clothes and sheets hanging on the corridor, Gretel could no longer bear it.
Just ask:
"Are you there yet?"
Half of his legs were soaked, and when he stepped on them, he made a "squeaking" sound. Gretel was really uncomfortable. It doesn't matter if the place is narrower or the house is smaller, just dry him quickly——
"It's almost there, it's almost there! Master Mage, right in front!"
"Master Mage?"
Suddenly a small head appeared in front of me. The peasant woman's voice suddenly rose to a higher pitch, her tone was frightened and almost broke: