It's not that difficult to open a hospital in another world, right? Chapter 535: The Alchemy Guild comes to visit, has the financial crisis been resolved?
Chapter 535: The Alchemy Guild comes to visit, has the financial crisis been resolved?
Grete simply didn’t know what to say.
Although potassium iodide solution and alcohol are both colorless and transparent, their smells are different! Such an obvious smell of alcohol, didn’t you smell it before pouring Cerela? No, why did you take out the alcohol?
The step you are doing now does not require alcohol! Just pour it, why are you heating it?
Gretel had to stop his experiments and stay with Cerrela. He put on all the protection, and Cerrela also put on all the protection. He opened the highest level of energy isolation barrier and watched Cerrela give a password and an action:
"Stir! Stir! Slow down a little! Cool down!"
"boom!"
The half-rising explosion was frozen in Miss Silver Dragon's ice breath.
"...Forget it, come again!"
"Cool down!"
"boom!"
"boom!"
"boom!"
"...Forget it, let's not make nitrocellulose, let's just start with celluloid... Remember to go slow when pressurizing and heating!"
"boom!"
Grete thought seriously about whether to send her to harm the change system... She has strong defense, can stop reacting at low temperatures at any time, and has endless curiosity. As a magician of the change system, this is obviously a good material.
ah!
...But if he really sent her away, Cerela would be unhappy, right?
Gretel gave up the idea after thinking about it. However, he didn't want to send the silver dragon girl to the transformation department, but they came to the door...
The vice-president of the Alchemy Guild, a great magician who had previously made a deal with Gretel and helped him sell microscopes, shadowless lamps, pencils and other gadgets, came to visit in person carrying a bag of crystal cards.
"Oh, you're so polite!" Gretel followed etiquette and tried not to pay attention to the bag of crystal cards, instructing the invisible servant to serve tea to the guests. The old man in overalls took a weakened version of the freeze ray on the hot black tea and took a nice sip.
, and then began to sigh:
"Master Nordmark! We have been doing business not long after you arrived in Nevis, and it has been for so many years. Tell me, I haven't lost a penny to you in these years, right?"
"Ah...this..."
Gretel was a little embarrassed. Not only did he not lose a penny, the alchemy workshop gave him quite favorable trading conditions.
In the past few years, he has basically had no shortage of money on hand when doing research. Except for large expenses, they are basically supplied by the alchemy workshop.
"So, why did you authorize that slice to Black Crow Swamp!" The old man in overalls sighed and became more and more sad:
"Do you know how I felt when I got the sublicense from them? It's so painful! The combination and conversion of substances, the production of new substances, and the development of new functions, is naturally a field of change!
We actually got it from Black Crow Swamp!"
Gretel was even more embarrassed. Plastic is not a substance, but a big family. If it falls into the hands of the Change Department, they can really develop endless products and exert endless functions. But
Falling into the hands of the necromancy system, cough.
"Um... I'm short of money recently..."
He hesitated, and his eyes couldn't help but drift to the corner of the coffee table. The chips brought by the old man in work clothes were lying there quietly, and he didn't know how many there were.
It shouldn’t exceed 100 pieces, otherwise the gift would be too heavy. The problem is, even 100 pieces can’t fill this bottomless pit!
The old man had obviously come prepared. He had already checked Grete's recent transaction records and knew his most urgent needs. Following Grete's gaze, he pushed the velvet bag at hand:
"Forget it, the past is past. If there is such an invention in the future, you must think of us! By the way, you have bought five or six hundred crystal cards recently. Do you have any special research projects? Ours
The output can hardly keep up!”
Ah this...
Gretel really didn't expect that there would be a production problem. Data crystal card, isn't it the same as A disk, or CD disk, etc. How could it not keep up?
This kind of thing, once the assembly line is opened, tens of thousands of pieces should come out. I only bought a few hundred pieces, and you are saying that the production cannot keep up?
How do you produce it?
He took the old man into the center of the mage tower and demonstrated his research process to him. As soon as he saw the gold box, the old man laughed:
"Ah, that's it. I made your order for [Philosopher's Rose] a few days ago, and I took my assistant for half a month to do it. So it's here with you? Then you don't need to use the chip! Directly connect to the tower spirit, let
Wouldn’t it be great if it helps you remember?”
Gretel looked at him expectantly. What connection? Wires? Or optical fibers? Where is the connection?
This golden box was completely airtight and embedded with dense gems and mithril threads. He couldn't find any way to open it, and he didn't dare to violently pry it open!
However, in the hands of the maker of magic props, everything was no problem. The vice-president of the Alchemy Guild only made a few gestures, and the surface of the gold box clicked and automatically popped open. Then, click, click, click...
The gem flew up, the mithril thread was pulled out, and the box wall retreated from its position. The old man in work clothes was thick and short, and his ten carrot-like fingers kept flying. After a while, he took apart the gold box, revealing what was hidden inside.
Secret:
The clear and transparent cylindrical crystal is located in the center, and the flashing runes are densely packed and neatly arranged on the outside. The layers of gears mesh with each other, and countless magic words are engraved on each gear...
At first glance, it looked like a combination of a mechanical desk clock + a computer motherboard, but it was ten times more complicated than that thing and could carry a hundred times more information. Gretel only glanced at it and turned around, not daring to
Take a closer look:
feel dizzy.
The old man's work continued. He made a small hole on the edge of the part that spits out the chip in the gold box, and took out two mithril wires. One end was connected to the inside of the box, and the other end passed through the small hole and was long.
extend:
"Come on, come on, your mage tower center, where is the entrance for receiving information? Just connect it to it!"
"Touch SS..."
The tower spirit clicked, opened a panel, and raised a crystal column as thick as two fingers. The old man simply and roughly twisted the mithril thread up:
"That's it! Just give it a try!"
Gretel followed his instructions and took out a tube of blood sample, pressed a finger on the surface of the gold box, and began to cast a spell. The crystal column flickered on and off as if breathing, but no familiar clicking sound was heard, and no chip was pushed out. Instead,
, is the unruffled voice of the tower spirit:
"Recorded, Master."
"Touch SS, how much data can you store?"
"There is basically no upper limit, Master." Mo SS responded eloquently. Gretel took a breath and waved his fist to the sky:
Very good!
What there is no upper limit means is that as long as he works in the mage tower, he doesn't need to buy chips!
As for the hospital, if the patient asks for X-rays or B-ultrasound reports, they are allowed to buy the chip themselves... Well, it is included in the examination fee, and there are two packages?
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