Chapter 740: Find a soldier and cut Mr. Su into 5,000 pieces!
The great magician Bielsa's face immediately stiffened.
He was stiff, but he couldn't get angry immediately. The skeleton that was spinning around outside the window and banging its forehead against the window had an unusual origin, and he might not be able to handle it.
There is no other reason. This thing is the external spokesperson of the Sleepless Tower next door, uh, speaking skeleton.
When the Archmage in the Tower of Sleeplessness was busy experimenting, or was afraid of society, or didn't want to go out for various reasons, he flew the skeleton out and wandered around on the ground.
The entire Igor Peak, up to the star dome of Babel Tower, down to the eight auxiliary towers, has been hit on the forehead by it.
Theoretically, a great magician of level 17 or 18 is qualified to control it to deliver messages. In fact, God knows who is behind it? Maybe it is the legend on duty in Black Crow Swamp, where is the Immortal?
Bielsa, the great magician, has heard that the Immortal Lord is particularly concerned about the Nordmark mage in front of him. He has tried to snatch people from the Lord of Thunder several times, but to no avail. No way, Nordmark mage hugged the plasticity system tightly.
, refused to let go even to the death.
The tone of the skull talking now does not sound like it is being controlled by a legendary mage. But who knows, what if the Immortal Lord is standing behind the controller and watching?
The nickname [Lord of Plagues] is not for nothing...
He waved his hand casually and opened the long window. The skull immediately flew in, first nodded at him in a decent manner, tilted the central axis at 30 degrees, and then rotated in a circle toward the surrounding mages at an inclination angle of 15 degrees.
His body is light and his movements are smooth. If he competes on stage at this level, winning the championship is not a problem as long as skeletons are allowed to participate...
Then, the skull turned to Gretel, tapping its upper and lower jaws gently, clicking, clicking, in a brisk rhythm. Bielsa, the great magician, felt that if the skull's eye sockets could move, it would definitely be smiling:
"Mage Nordmark, when you are doing research, don't forget us! All kinds of corpses are provided in unlimited quantities, do you want them?"
"...It is indeed necessary." Grete nodded seriously. Although, everyone in Black Crow Swamp, you were a little slow in getting the news.
If you get involved before the briefing begins, then hello, me, everyone, let’s negotiate together and discuss what each party can contribute;
If you participate after the briefing session is over and the contract has been signed, you will be just in time to catch up with the next wave. Conjuration system, prophecy system, change system, plus the plasticity system, everyone will work together and share the fruits together, and there will always be more.
Talked about once.
You get involved at this point, this...
He could only explain to Archmage Bielsa with an apologetic smile, and also to all the Archmage of the Medical Branch present:
"It's like this. The key to t magic is to use the different densities of human tissue. The same light source passes through different tissues to get different light and dark effects. If there can be many sliced tissues, it will be very useful for Ta Ling's self-learning and data accumulation.
The essential."
He waved his hand casually, and [Silent Phantom] stood up, summoning an image of human anatomy. The horizontal cross-section, the coronal plane that divides the human body into front and back parts, and the sagittal plane that divides the human body into left and right parts, with three colors overlapping, standing in a void.
On the image:
"The original data received by T Magic is these vertical images, and the output data is a cross-section superimposed to form a three-dimensional image. So, if we cut the tissue horizontally after scanning,"
The three-dimensional anatomy image is divided up and down, rising and sinking in the chest part, leaving the middle piece. This piece flies out alone, stands upright, and faces the great magicians:
"Scan again with t, and you will get much more intuitive data. Comparing the two phases should help Taling calibrate the calculation method and learn quickly."
This explanation was simple and clear. The great magician Bielsa's expression improved unknowingly, and he nodded lightly. Grete quickly added another word:
"If possible, I hope that the Taling can display various tissues such as bones, muscles, blood vessels, trachea, internal organs, etc. instead of simple black and white three-dimensional images. This requires Taling to accumulate the density of various tissues.
enough data”
He smiled softly:
"Before, I could only buy some animals and magical beasts and slice them into pieces one by one for the tower spirit to study. This research project ultimately serves us humans. It is very good to have human corpses of all levels and professions as research objects.
thing."
"That's right!" The skull spun in a circle again and answered loudly:
"We have all kinds of corpses here! From level 1 to level 10 to level 15, warriors, spellcasters, assassins, archers, all kinds of corpses, we want them! We can also help cut them! How thick do you want to cut them?
?”
"...0.5 mm per piece, or 0.33 mm per piece." Gretel answered seriously:
"One person can cut 5,000 slices."
With a plop, the skull fell on the table, making a dry and muffled sound.
Archmage Bielsa couldn't help but curl up his lips.
"Uh..." The skull moved around on the table:
"Let's ask the followers of each archmage who has such a steady hand and can slice slices stably and evenly... If it doesn't work, go discuss with the Department of Change and make a slicing machine..."
"I'll leave it to you!" Gretel bowed respectfully and happily. The skull was dejected:
"Okay...we'll try our best..."
With a crash, the whole thing fell apart (someone said, it is not easy for a precisely-joined skull to fall apart like this), and it was spread out on the table. After a while, it was slowly put together.
It is too difficult to cut a person into 0.5 mm slices evenly, stably, and completely horizontally, and cut 5,000 slices continuously without being tilted, crooked, or falling apart!
You know, when this knife is struck, there are skin, muscles, and bones. The hardness is different, and the force on the tip and body of the knife is also different. If you cut off the bones with force, the meat may fall apart...
What kind of accurate eyes, what kind of steady hands, and what kind of concentrated mind are needed to cut a person into 5,000 even and stable pieces with one knife?
How did this Nordmark mage come up with such harsh research conditions?
By the way, can a level 10 great swordsman do it?
Maybe level 15?
You don’t need a legend!
Not to mention, if it is a corpse above level 10, it will definitely need a high-level warrior to cut it. Or maybe, see if there are any cutting rays that can be controlled accurately?
The pain of others is your own happiness. Looking at the skull looking like it is dying, well, although it always feels a bit strange to use this word to describe the skull, the mood of Archmage Bielsa still turns from cloudy to cloudy, and then cloudy.
Clearing:
"Then the matter is settled. The Nordmark mage is responsible for providing the plan and final calibration, the medical branch is responsible for the main research work, and Black Crow Swamp is responsible for providing the corpses and slices. Are there any problems? If not, come and sign the contract!"
He personally drafted the magic contract, signed his name, and left the secret mark. The medical mages lined up directly below him to sign, Gretel signed on another line, and the skull...
"Can you sign?"
Gretel hesitated, wondering whether to hand it the quill in his hand and let it bite it in its mouth to sign. The skull had already turned upside down, knocking one end on the parchment and making a muffled sound:
When it floated up again, on the parchment, there were imprints of the left parietal bone, the right parietal bone, the frontal bone, and the "Y"-shaped bone seam between the three bones. In the eyes of the surgeon, it was particularly kind.
Then, a ray of light shot out from the eye socket, leaving a dark black secret mark on the magic contract.
Grete turned his head silently and tried to flatten the corners of his mouth. You can't laugh, you must not laugh. We have received strict training. No matter how funny it is, we will never laugh... Brother Skeleton, your method of signing the contract is really unique...
Archmage Bielsa had no intention of laughing. His expression changed slightly, he took back the contract and stared deeply at the mark on the contract.
It is not the personal mark of any magician, nor the mark of any branch of school. The mark is a complete skull, with a small snake protruding from the skull's eye, spitting out a green letter, and then burrowing back into the other eye socket.
This secret mark represents only one organization anywhere:
Black Crow Swamp itself.
So, is the person standing behind you really the Immortal?
He took a deep breath, arranged for the magic contract to be sent to the review meeting for filing, and began to allocate manpower and conduct research. When Gretel returned to the Mage Tower, two sacks were already placed side by side at the entrance of the Mage Tower.
Inside the sack, it was square and square, as if it had been frozen with the coffin attached.
Gretel: "..."
"Mage Nordmark, these are the two corpses delivered in the first phase, one adult male and female, neither of them are extraordinary." The necromancer who was ordered to deliver the corpses and two servants had been waiting for a long time and hurriedly came up to explain:
"What it means above is that you can just dissect these two bodies as you like. You can slice them or cut them into pieces. If there are not enough, we still have them. We are selecting the person who will cut the bodies. Once they are selected, they will be sent to you immediately. I will bring them
Will someone move in for you?"
"...No need." Gretel inhaled, exhaled, inhaled again, exhaled again. There were many corpses, and he could dissect them at will. It was so luxurious that he was not used to it:
"The body must be processed in advance before it can be cut. I want to think about how to deal with it..."
Well, in my previous life, to prepare tissue section specimens, we needed to soak them in formalin, dehydrate them, and then embed them in paraffin and fix them. How to make formalin?
How to make paraffin?
Formalin is an aqueous solution of formaldehyde. In today’s world, does the liver produce pure formaldehyde in the Department of Change?
In my impression, paraffin is a product of crude oil distillation. In the transformation system, have you started to get crude oil and refine it?
If neither of these are available, is there any way, whether it's magic or medicine, or what can be substituted? For example, petrification? For example, rapid freezing?
"Bernard, come with me to the Alchemy Guild for a walk..."
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