It's not that difficult to open a hospital in another world, right? Chapter 534: Miss Silver Dragon’s Fantasy Photography Journey (Update 2 with Ten Thousand Rewards)
Chapter 534: Miss Silver Dragon’s Fantasy Photography Journey (Update 2 with Ten Thousand Rewards)
Add camphor to nitrocellulose.
heating.
Pressurize.
"boom!"
Mr. Norwood threw a cleansing spell with a deadpan expression.
Grete silently strengthened his protective barrier.
Cerela... Cerela calmly blew out a breath of ice.
Master Lin En's senior brother, the necromancer sent by Black Crow Swamp to receive the patent, quickly made a few gestures and gathered negative energy to repair the skeleton.
"Come again!"
This is the advantage of the Necromancer participating in industrial production. The front-end operations are all kinds of skeletons. The Necromancer only needs to stand far away, use his mental power to observe remotely, remotely control his own skeletons, and work hard.
If it burned, exploded, or had any kind of accident, at most a few skeletons would be wasted. The Necromancer himself would be unscathed.
"Pay attention to the operating temperature...do not exceed 100 degrees..." Gretel warned expressionlessly:
"Don't let the pressure rise too fast... Pay attention to the heat dissipation of the raw materials... If it doesn't work, just throw freezing rays around..."
Alas, why don’t we just make celluloid? Why is it so difficult?
In short, after countless "boom", "boom" and "boom", and countless explosions and burnings, the necromancers finally mastered the production method. Although it is difficult to describe and clumsy, at least they can make it:
Make celluloid and press it into thin sheets;
To make silver iodide, use mental energy to shake it into particles and evenly distribute them in the gelatin;
Coat on celluloid sheet and allow silver iodide gelatin to fix;
Then……
"Smile!"
Cerela let out a cry of joy. There was a popping sound, the flash spell exploded, and a blurry figure was immediately left on the film.
... Very good, this time we don’t even use the spotlight that makes smoke, we just rub the light source directly...
Grete complained silently, facing the silver dragon girl, and raised a happy smile. In this transaction, he gained a lot in real terms:
Black Crow Swamp paid a huge sum of 2,000 contribution points at one time as the patent fee for celluloid film;
After that, every time a film is sold, he will be paid 15% of the sales as a licensing fee;
More importantly, Grete has certain rights and interests in subsequent products and research and development. Within ten years, Grete can enjoy 5% of all subsequent R&D and new products made by Black Crow Swamp based on authorized products and technologies.
profit sharing
Of course, if you want to get the later money, you have to deduct the 2,000 contribution points in advance. As for the subsequent income, Grete is full of confidence:
Just kidding, that’s celluloid!
It's plastic, the original plastic! The first person to develop this thing became a millionaire not long after!
"Change the ratio, temperature and pressure, try a few more times, and you should be able to try different films." Gretel searched the memory and told the necromancer who came to receive the technology:
"Transparent, opaque, translucent, there should be all of them. By the way, you can try changing the basic material of nitrocellulose, adding or subtracting materials, but you can't lack camphor..."
The necromancer writes quickly. Each of these pieces of information is valuable wealth and can be exchanged for money. Although they seem to be more useful for the transformation system...
"By laminating films of different transparency layers together, you can try to make something more interesting. For example, imitate ivory or something?"
The inventor at that time seemed to use imitation ivory to make billiard balls? Are there billiard balls in this world? Or other entertainment products?
The Necromancer's writing was a little slower. What's the point of imitating ivory? These days, who can use fake ivory if they can afford real ivory?
For those who can afford real ivory, who can't afford a magician to cast a spell on valuable items?
"By the way, remember to dye it! Dye it!" Grete suddenly slapped his head. He almost forgot that celluloid plays a very important role in medical research:
"When the dyeing is successful, it's best to dye it bright red. Call me and I'll make a blood vessel cast for you to see! It's the kind of real creature, with blood vessels that actually exist in the body!"
"Understood! We must do it!" Brother Lin En's eyes lit up together, and the light burst out, like a flash spell.
"OK!"
Snap!
Cerira took out the film next to her and threw a True Flash spell. Before the two necromancers could cover their eyes, she took back the film and floated away happily:
"Hey, I got another one!"
Necromancer:"……"
Can I get the film back?
can i?
It is said that this thing may absorb souls... Although it is impossible not to know it yet, the school has formed a team and is studying it... But can I get the film back?
Or, could you ask this beautiful lady not to take pictures of me?
Obviously it's impossible. Before coming, Lin En had quietly told him: Don't mess with this elf lady in the mage tower. Firstly, she can't be beaten, and secondly, even if we can beat her, we can't afford to mess with her backstage.
…
The necromancer said goodbye with some apprehension, and conveniently put down a bag of chips. Gretel's order was handed over to him during this trip:
Grete gave half of the 2,000 contribution points to Master Norwood, who distributed them to subsequent teams, and the other half bought the chips instantly.
After the transaction was completed, Gretel stopped worrying. He returned to the center of the mage tower, took out a tube of blood samples, and continued to collect information:
"Click."
"Click."
"Click."
Another 1,000 contribution points have been spent. Alas, this bottomless pit-like process of collecting information, I don’t know when it will end...
After this money is spent, if there is no funds in the account, the only choice is to collect wool from the two temples... Especially the Temple of the God of War, blood transfusion happens to be a shortcoming of healing, and they should have needs...
"Click"
Wait, what's wrong with this sound?
Gretel suddenly opened his eyes. One meter in front of him, Cerela was holding a smooth copper box with several pieces of film inside, clicking, clicking, clicking at him...
"Sai...Rui...La..."
Grete's face was covered with black lines. Where is your lens? Where is your focal length? I didn't see anything. What do you want to take a picture of just a box like this?
"Oh, Grete, I didn't take in your soul! Really not!" Cerira quickly put the box behind her back and jumped backwards:
"I just want to record the way you release the spell! That chip is so expensive, but I made this one myself, so cheap!"
As she spoke, she quickly backed up. After saying these two sentences, she had retreated to the door of the room, turned around and ran away. Gretel was angry and funny:
"Come back! Why are you keeping this film? It will break after two months!"
"Ah?"
Cerira immediately stopped. She hurriedly pulled out a piece of film from the small box. The film immediately dimmed when exposed to light. Within a few breaths, Gretel's bright smile disappeared without a trace.
"Ah...this..."
Cerira looked at the film blankly, and unconsciously pouted, her face turned from sunny to cloudy, then cloudy to overcast, and it was about to turn from overcast to heavy rain. Gretel shook his sweat:
Miss, you can't do this. If you only have the film, but no development or fixation, what you shoot will be useless!
By the way, how to configure the developer and fixer? I have no idea at all...
Since he had no impression, Grete didn't dare to talk nonsense. Fortunately, Cerira stood there for a moment and had already figured out a way:
"Darkness!"
With a shout, the center of the mage tower instantly fell into darkness. Serira held the small box, raised her voice, and shouted clearly:
"Touch SS! Touch SS, are you there?"
She had stayed in the Mage Tower for such a long time, and she had already received Gretel's authorization. The tower spirit responded immediately. Cerira took out a piece of film from the small box and handed it forward in the darkness:
"To SS, can you record the image on this film and print it out?"
"Already recorded, madam." The tower spirit didn't know what function was loaded, but it was still able to record successfully in the dark, and the response was:
"It won't work if you print it out. The Mage Tower doesn't have the relevant parts." After speaking, he was silent for a moment and then spoke again:
"Related printing parts, price in trading center, 500 contribution points per unit."
...I can’t afford it. Fortunately, I can slowly save money for this, and wait until Gretel’s financial situation improves. Cerela pouted and waved away the dark spell:
"Touch SS, can you display the image and show it to me?"
"Okay, madam." The light screen lit up, projecting a small figure, only about the size of a palm. Cerira glanced at it and immediately became unhappy:
"Hey, why is it so small? Zoom in a little bit?"
It was even worse when it was zoomed in. The face was blurred, the nose and eyes could barely be seen clearly, and the edges seemed to be marked with countless black and white grids. The more Cerela looked, the more disappointed she became:
"What's the point of being so young...I can't tell who is who...it was a waste of time..."
This, the image is too blurry, mainly because the silver halide particles are too rough and unevenly distributed. Grete sweated:
"Otherwise...Celera, you try to make some film yourself? Use your mental power to crush the silver salt as much as possible and try to distribute it evenly in the gelatin? Then put a lens on your box..."
Anyway, potassium iodide, silver nitrate, nitric acid, cotton, camphor, etc. are not very expensive. Setting up a laboratory for Cerela will allow her to play for a long time. As for silver bromide and so on...
Just kidding, no magician has refined bromine yet. It would be too painful for Cerela to do it by herself. The main reason is that the stuff is smelly and poisonous. When it drips on the skin, it will corrode yellow wounds.
It will never scar, it will never fester, it will just stay rotten!
Although Serira is a silver dragon and her scales may be more resistant to corrosion, we can't take risks with her!
Serila happily took matters into her own hands.
You can buy this film for 5 gold coins per piece. If you make it yourself, at the cost of 1 gold coin, you can make a very large piece, and you can cut it into 100 pieces.
Moreover, you can also play Gretel's Laboratory...
"Serila, please remember to do it less at a time!" Grete warned from behind worriedly:
"Slow down, pay attention to cooling down, be sure to cool down...Follow the steps, don't add things randomly...Enough protection..."
"I know! If you make a mistake, I will spray ice mist!"
Miss Silver Dragon answered confidently. She closed the door to the laboratory, raised all her defenses, and the dragon scales loomed under her skin. She took a mouthful of ice breath and began to operate...
"boom!!!"
The entire mage tower shook.
Touch SS and call the police frantically, with a shrill voice. He releases invisible servants and drives everyone out of the mage tower.
Only Grete filled himself with armor, used the authority of the Master of the Mage Tower to open the door, and rushed into the laboratory:
"Serila, what were you doing just now!"
Serila's ears and back of her neck shone with silver light, and her dragon scales were brilliant, all of which had emerged from her body. She turned her little face that was stained by smoke, blinked her eyes, and said in a confused voice:
"I, I just poured the silver nitrate in...ah, there was a mistake, there was alcohol in that cup!"
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