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Chapter 332: Don’t disturb my ascension

Archmage Carlisle was very depressed.

Why are all the things related to Little Gretel, good or bad, reasonable or unreasonable, all piled up to him?

It makes him look like Little Gretel’s guardian!

It’s just that he is Little Grete’s teacher, but he is not! Teacher, you want to accept him as a disciple, can you do it quickly? Don’t let me be dishonest and have to rack my brains to deal with those people.

Guy!

Fortunately, this job was not difficult to do in the past. Everyone knows that there is a legend behind the little guy. The Lord of Thunder is watching you and asked if you are afraid.

But now, the teacher no longer supports him...

"Want to take over the Department of Public Health? Want to take over the hospital?" The lightning flashed around the Lord of Thunder's fingertips, repeating the cycle. Since he got the hobby of alternating current, he doesn't even play with coffee latte art anymore:

"Then let them discuss it with Little Grete. Why do you ask me?"

"But let them bully little Gretel like this?" Carlisle was puzzled. Teacher, aren't you the one who always protects him the most closely? Why did you just let him go?

"It's time for him to do something serious." The Lord of Thunder sneered. "A mage who doesn't work hard to study magic or temper his mental power, and thinks about raising rats, rabbits, and bacteria every day? - He is usually a level five

Mage, these guys don’t dare to bully him!”

"Then..." Carlisle respectfully asked the teacher for instructions. The Lord of Thunder waved his hand casually:

"Let him go. If he wants to continue, that's fine. Let him handle it on his own. It's his ability to be able to handle the people in the jury; if he is willing to let go..."

The legendary mage pondered for a moment:

"Go and find him an adventure mission to practice his skills on. How can we children from Thunder Horn not even know how to fight, and we have to rely on the boys from Black Crow Swamp for guidance!"

Why is it still my job...

Archmage Carlisle floated away silently. When he came to Gretel's mage tower, he conveyed the temptation from others. Before Gretel could say anything, his own disciple jumped up first:

"Why! Why give it to them! Gretel has been busy for so long and put so much effort into it! Those people are going to take it away with just one word, how shameless!"

"Auro!" Archmage Carlisle shouted. Aurora sat down angrily, still aggrieved:

"We won't hand it over! We can't let those guys get away with it! If you want to take it away, you can exchange it for something! - If you really want to force him to leave, you can do it. If there is any problem later, don't beg him to come back! Don't do it in the future.

There's some weird infectious disease that those people can't cure, so they're here again to settle old scores!"

"That's right!" Linn also came in from the door covered in moisture. He nodded to Archmage Carlisle and sat on the other side of Gretel:

"If you want to take Gretel's things, you have to exchange them for equal value! Magic items, techniques, anything can be used! If you want to use your power to get it for free, Your Excellency Archmage, I remember that the Council does not have such a rule, right?"

It is true that there is no such rule. However, if we argue seriously, there is still room for improvement: the Department of Public Health and the Infectious Disease Hospital are all public institutions funded and established by the Parliament and the City Hall, and are not the private property of any one person.

Since it is a public institution, the founder naturally has the right to appoint more suitable candidates. If others were not robbing the hospital, but Grete's Mage Tower, the review committee would have taken the person away long ago without going to Carlisle.

When Lin opened his mouth to speak for Gretel, Archmage Carlisle was embarrassed. But Gretel smiled and comforted him:

"Brother Linn!"

Lin En shut up angrily. Gretel got up and went to the desk to rummage, took out a stack of manuscript paper that was mostly written on, and returned to the sofa. Just as he was about to hand over the manuscript, he suddenly remembered something and turned to Archmage Carlisle:

"Let's not talk about whether to hand over my power or not - the original agreement was that after I worked in the Department of Public Health for a year, the council would help me build the mage tower for free without charging any additional money. Now let me hand over these, and the review will be whether

Do you want to deduct money from me?!"

That’s a huge sum! If he were to reverse it now, he would really have to sell himself—or sell the penicillin cheaply!

His eyes were alert and his body was slightly tense, like a little beast ready to pounce at any time. Archmage Carlisle couldn't laugh or cry:

"It's not that... speaking of it, you have done a very good job during this epidemic. Even if you have to calculate the reward, it is enough to compensate for it."

Gretel breathed a sigh of relief. He put the manuscript paper on the coffee table and pushed it towards Archmage Carlisle:

"It's not impossible for me to hand over these projects. However, I have several conditions."

As long as he is willing to negotiate - or in other words, as long as he is willing to let go.

Archmage Carlisle was slightly relieved.

The Lord of Thunder's attitude is very clear: If Little Gretel doesn't want to focus on magic and wants to seize these powers, he will not interfere. After all, the Department of Public Health has the power, and if he wants people, money, and money, he will use the opportunity to crush him.

Those merchants and even some nobles can do it. It is normal and understandable for children not to let go.

However, if Little Gretel really falls into this, I am afraid that most of the Thunder Lord's attention and support will be withdrawn. Fortunately, fortunately, this child can figure it out on his own...

"What conditions do you have? I'll negotiate!"

Want compensation? Want money, want things? No problem, watch me go beat them up!

"First of all, this project is very professional and must be handled by professionals." Gretel's first condition surprised Master Carlisle:

"The person who takes over must not only have the original magic skills, but also understand the water quality testing, bacterial culture, and isolation and protection of infectious diseases that I left behind. - At least, he must be able to read my papers.

!”

"That's no problem." Archmage Carlisle replied immediately. Gretel bent his second finger:

"Secondly, the batch of apprentices I trained must be properly placed. You can't just bring them in to work when you need them, and drive them away when you don't need them, without any compensation. In fact, according to my estimation, they have at least

Half of the people have to stay in the public health department to make the system fully operational."

Archmage Carlisle sighed slightly. The second condition still had nothing to do with Gretel's own interests and was purely for the consideration of others. He said curiously:

"How many of these people are you going to save first? Why don't you dig up your mage tower?"

"Uh..." Gretel does like several apprentices, such as Leon Carlos, who is very capable of doing things, and the female priest Anivea who came here with a wild boar. The problem is that without the name of the Department of Public Health,

What does he use to keep people?

"But they all have owners..."

He said helplessly. Archmage Carlisle rolled his eyes at him:

"Now do you know the benefits of a high level? As long as you are a fifth-level mage, you are qualified to ask for someone. You deserve it! Who told you not to advance quickly! - Are there any other conditions? If not, I will do it for you.

Let’s talk!”

"...Yes." Gretel thought about it carefully:

"There is a consulting room reserved for me in the infectious disease hospital. If necessary, I will go there to sit in the clinic and collect relevant information."

"Gretel!"

"Gretel!"

Lin En and Aurora spoke out together. The latter was angry, while the former simply hated iron and steel:

Do you dare to be softer in temper? Others have bullied you, and you still rush to work for others?!

Lin reflexively stretched out his hand to stop him. Gretel smiled and hid behind:

"Brother Lin En, to discuss terms and exchanges, don't you still have the Archmage?"

Carlisle: "..."Wait for me here? The master uses me as a tool, and you also use me as a tool?

"Then, what if they refuse to pay anything?"

"Then they will never come to beg me for the rest of their lives!" Gretel raised his chin:

"Whether it's penicillin or anything else, I won't give it to them! - I have a lot of good things in my hands!"

Archmage Carlisle took Gretel's conditions and the "Urban Public Health Construction Plan" that Gretel hastily completed and set off for negotiations. Not to mention the water supply, anyone who dares to take on an infectious disease hospital is always a little confident in his own medical ability.

;Since you understand medical treatment, you cannot ignore the existence of penicillin!

In this exchange, I have to bite off a piece of their flesh!

In the mage tower, Aurora and Linn were still very angry. Especially Linn, who walked around and stared at Gretel, wanting to grab him and shake him twice. Gretel could only comfort him:

"Brother Lin En, in fact, these matters are not what I want to do in the first place. Whether it is the city water supply system or the infectious disease hospital, on the one hand, it is to earn this mage tower and exchange it with the review committee; on the other hand,

, and I really can’t bear to see how miserable the poor are and how bad their health conditions are.

——Now that the shelf is set up and the mage tower is in hand, why don’t we get rid of the follow-up matters quickly? Someone is here to snatch it, so I don’t need to pay for it and return it to the review committee!”

Linn laughed out loud. Seeing his relaxed expression, Grete quickly kept up his efforts:

"Besides, these management things should be left in the hands of professionals. Brother Linn, I am a healer. You ask me to take care of the food and drink of so many doctors and patients, buy furniture, change the bed sheets, and wash the clothes."

, sterilization of surgical instruments... You might as well let me die!

My level is not high enough and I don’t have enough resources to mobilize. It would be good for me and the patients to leave these matters to the right people! If the person in charge of the hospital is a high-level mage, maybe the people from the temple can come faster, and they won’t

So many people died..."

He is a surgeon!

He is a frontline clinician!

Clinical work and hospital administration are two different things, but when combined with public health, disease control, and water affairs, they are three or even four different things!

Before, I had no choice but to start from scratch, so I could only do it alone. Now someone actually comes to rob me, Amitabha, who is so considerate?

Whoever loves this responsibility wants it, please help me take it over and don’t disturb my medical research!

All the burdens on his body were thrown away, and Gretel suddenly felt relaxed. It was as if a heavy rain fell from the sky, washing away all the dust, and washing himself from the inside out. Watching Aurora and Lin leave together, he stretched his arms widely.

I slouched over and said to myself:

"If you love it, take it and get out. Don't disturb my ascension..."

Hey, seems to see the dawn of upgrade again?

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