"It's so difficult to make medicine from mold..."
"Yes, it's so difficult."
"No clue at all."
"Yeah, it's extremely difficult."
Gretel and Master Morton sat side by side in front of seventeen or eight dead rabbits, and sighed. Master Morton sighed because this project was too difficult, and Gretel sighed because making penicillin was too troublesome!
"Old Morton!" Another magician walked in. On the badge on his chest, three gold stars flashed. He was obviously a thirteenth-level boss. Gretel quickly stood up and saluted: "Your Excellency Novak!"
"Little Grete? Why are you here?" The visitor paused. The last time Aurora poisoned herself with chlorine, he was the one who came to rescue her. He had met Grete once. He looked at Grete up and down.
He replied with a slight smile:
"Oh, I remembered, the Penicillium project is yours. - I asked you to come to me when you were free, why haven't you come yet?"
Grete could only smile at him. He pointed to the dead rabbit and said in a weak voice:
"Busy, busy..."
"I am indeed busy. This project is not easy." Archmage Novak sighed. He turned to ask Old Morton:
"What is your spell success rate? I only have 10% here..."
This was even worse. Gretel almost covered his face as he listened to the two great mages talking to each other, exchanging spellcasting experiences:
"The selection of Penicillium is a difficult problem."
"Yes, you must control the time. Current experience is that if you cast the spell 3 to 5 hours after you buy it, the rabbit mortality rate is the lowest."
"The magic output must also be controlled well... Hey, I have a model curve here, do you think it will work..."
Grete covered his face when he heard this. Two big guys, when you used Penicillium to cast spells, you didn't consider its active ingredient content at all!
"Old Morton!" Another person walked in quickly from outside. When he stepped into the room and saw the dead rabbits on the floor, he immediately showed a gloating smile:
"Hahaha, neither can you! - By the way, have you ever tried to extract the solution from Penicillium?"
"I tried it!" the two archmage replied in unison: "But it's no use at all! The efficiency of casting spells plummeted!"
This time, Gretel really started to cover his face.
Yes, penicillin is very unstable in aqueous solution. It will accelerate decomposition when it encounters acid or alkali. Even if nothing is added, it will decompose on its own if left in water for a long time. Not only the efficacy of the drug will be reduced, but the ingredients that cause allergies will also remain.
To increase, imagine that half of a medicine solution contains allergenic ingredients...
Oh yeah.
Pushing a tube of medicine in or throwing a magic spell over, not to mention the healing effect, the death effect is adequate!
The new guy didn't notice him and was still complaining to old Morton:
"I said, are you trying to trick me? Who is this - Gret Nordmark - his project is simply too difficult to do, his ideas are completely different from others, and the points to pay attention to are also completely different.
High temperature sterilization, purification and breeding, these are all unheard of things! We use the methods we are used to, those spell models, magic shock, all of them cannot be used! If there are his projects in the future, you can do it yourself
Come on, don’t hold me back!”
"Cough cough, cough cough..."
Master Novak winked at the side so hard that he almost coughed out his lungs. And Gretel stood next to the rabbit cage, showing an awkward but polite look, and also hiding a bit of a proud smile...
I just want you to stay away! Knowing that my project is not easy to do, no one will try to steal it!
In fact, Grete has not spent much energy on penicillin in recent times. Because he is almost ready to make penicillin medicine, or in other words, penicillin sodium. In other words, if purity is not required, he has already made it.
Got——
It is nothing more than letting Penicillium fully multiply in the culture medium, ferment, centrifuge, and filter to obtain a solution. Then, pour sodium hydroxide into it to obtain penicillin sodium, and then crystallize it. Penicillin medicine, complete!
The problem now is that without pre-treatment of the fermentation broth, butyl acetate extraction, back-extraction, and activated carbon decolorization, the purity of the penicillin sodium obtained is very impressive. Then, the ability of Penicillium to produce penicillin is also very impressive...
The latter is relatively easy to solve. Gretel arranged for four priest apprentices from the Order of the God of Nature to concentrate on cultivating Penicillium and conducting targeted mutagenesis to make sure to get the highest yield of penicillin. As for the former, Gretel knew how to do it.
, but he has no conditions...
"It's too difficult to purify... I want yellow blood salt, I want phosphate, I want flocculant... I want butyl acetate for extraction... How to prepare butyl acetate..."
Grete held his head and lamented. In fact, he came to the summit today and had a second mission:
Someone has made a rectifier that converts AC into DC, and I need him to receive it...
"Well, it's a good thing to have a rectifier. At least, I can make my own bleaching powder instead of renting the Thunder Tower all day long." Gretel muttered and stepped into Archmage Carlisle's laboratory. I don't know who made the rectifier.
Great God, which school of thought do you belong to?
What kind of idea is used to make it? Brush? Diode? What is the capacity? If it is large enough, maybe the reservoir at the source of drinking water can be equipped with a hydroelectric generator and a rectifier...
Gretel was thinking wildly and walked slowly inside. In the laboratory, thin arcs of electricity were shining everywhere, giving it a bit of a post-modern cyberpunk flavor. He was already considered a celebrity here at Archmage Carlisle, and most of the students who came and went knew him.
, from time to time someone greeted him from afar.
Gretel carefully bypassed a power grid - it was a real power grid, with blue and white arcs intertwining in the void, forming a natural network - and then far around a ball of lightning that was running happily. This laboratory is really too dangerous, even if
His body was covered with all kinds of defensive magic, and he didn't dare to run around...
Following Aurora who led the way, she advanced carefully. She dodged left and right, moved erratically, and finally reached the core of the laboratory. At first glance, she saw the largest experimental table with the most unknown magic devices, right in the middle.
Yes, a hand-operated generator was set up.
This is to be verified! Gretel walked up quickly. On both sides of the hand-operated generator, one on the left and one on the right, stood two magicians. The one on the left was naturally the Archmage Carlisle, while the one on the right had a sad face and rough and cracked hands.
The one who looks more like a worker than a spell caster is obviously the inventor of this rectifier...
"You're here." Archmage Carlisle nodded to him with a pleasant look. Then he pointed to the right:
"This is Mr. Christopher Norwood, a transmutation, third-level arcanist, and fourth-level mage. He has already made the rectifier you want. Would you like to check it out?"
Gretel stepped forward to shake hands with the other party. Mr. Norwood's hair was a little gray, and his outstretched hand was trembling slightly:
"Hello, hello... I've already made the rectifier. If you see it, it's okay. I can get the reward - five thousand contribution points!"
The last word suddenly rose in pitch, his voice was sharp, and his eyes were so bright that they were about to shine. Gretel didn't even move closer deliberately, but was staggered back by the bad breath in his mouth. In an instant, as a doctor, he began to fight desperately
Call the police on him:
has a problem!
There is something wrong with this person!
Out of a doctor's instinct, Grete nodded repeatedly and followed the other person's words to comfort him:
"Okay, okay, let me take a look at what you made first. - Are you connected yet?"
"Yes, it's connected." Archmage Carlisle made a gesture. Gretel leaned over to take a look. There was a small glass vessel connected to the circuit, like a pear shape, with a pool of sparkling mercury underneath and two wires.
Stretching below the surface of the mercury liquid, several thin graphite rods are embedded in the upper part of the glass vessel, which fit perfectly with the glass.
This is……
Mercury arc rectifier!
Such an old thing. In the previous life, it had been out of use for more than half a century, right?
Grete suddenly turned back and looked at the gray-haired alchemist. At the same moment, Archmage Carlisle stretched out his hand and the handle of the generator began to rotate. Once, twice... until a group of afterimages turned out, and the glass dish
It was still quiet inside, and not a single spark could be seen.
"Why no response?"
Gretel muttered something in a low voice. However, this low sentence had already ignited the alchemist. Master Norwood immediately became anxious, bared his teeth and claws, and rushed forward:
"Impossible! What I made is good! You've used it before and you said it's good! Don't try to deny my contribution points! It's five thousand points!"
His voice was high and sharp, and his eyelids and fingers kept trembling. The alarm in Grete's heart became more intense. After thinking for a moment, he suggested:
"Perhaps the current is not strong enough? Otherwise...make a current and try it first?"
"It's possible." Archmage Carlisle flicked his fingers, and an electric arc instantly burst out in the glass dish. The entire circuit seemed to have been opened up in an instant, and the glass dish buzzed and trembled. The blue light inside shone, and the scene was dazzling.
It's cool and magical. Master Norwood immediately stopped, stood blankly for a moment, and clapped his hands:
"Hey! Okay! This is it!"
That's it! Grete clenched his fist. Sure enough, his impression was correct. The triggering power of the mercury arc rectifier is relatively large, and the current of the hand-operated generator may be too small to make it work...
But that doesn’t matter, the worst thing is to make the generator bigger!
Archmage Carlisle also looked happy. Gretel wanted to join them, but the doctor's instinct made him pull Master Norwood back again and again, until he retreated to the corner, and said straight away:
"You've been poisoned!"
"What?" The alchemist was stunned. Then he became furious:
"What poisoning! I'm not poisoned! I'm telling you, don't try to deduct my money for this!"
"Mercury is used in your rectifier! If your skin comes into contact with too much mercury, or if you inhale mercury vapor, you will be poisoned. Don't tell me you don't know!" Grete sprayed back:
"Have you been dizzy, had headaches, and felt nauseous lately? Do you often have heart palpitations, moodiness, and are prone to insomnia at night? Do you have more ulcers and loose teeth in your mouth? Do your hands shake when you work?"
I hate disobedient patients the most! I hate patients who deny their illness the most!
A patient should act like a patient!
It is more important to treat the disease first than to rectify it!
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