It's not that difficult to open a hospital in another world, right? Chapter 786: Will the work of the Temple of the God of War be taken away by the Mage Nodmark?
Chapter 786: Will the work of the Temple of the God of War be taken away by the Mage Nodmark?
The next day after the examination, Grete finished her work in the hospital early and rushed back to the Mage Tower to prepare for work.
In the open space in front of the mage tower, the soldiers were busy, running circles, moving their limbs and joints, and preparing to warm up. Then, according to the prearranged order, they took the [Blood Burning Potion] one by one and waited for the medicine to take effect. The last battle
.
Commander Drake, Bishop Ampton and others sat next to Grete, pointing to the soldiers in front and chatting with him casually:
"There is a set process for warriors to advance to knights. There is a set process for this pass. These warriors started preparing a week ago. The first step is to leave the mission, train regularly, strengthen their diet, and adjust their condition."
In fact, a week's diet can't do anything to strengthen your body. Of course, if you usually only eat one meal after one hungry meal, then a week's nutrition adjustment may be of some benefit.
However, if you are poor in literature and rich in martial arts, practicing martial arts requires a lot of nutritional support. Even if you are hungry and full every day, you should not be able to become a fourth-level warrior?
Grete silently complained. Next, Chief Gunson observed his words and answered with a smile:
"Actually, the food for soldiers in the fleet is generally guaranteed, especially when they are on land. However, many people starve on the ship, drink dirty water, eat moldy biscuits, and binge drink as soon as they return to the port.
Gluttony…”
I understand, I understand. Big fish, big meat, a lot of alcohol, and an unbalanced diet. That kind of diet is not only bad for advancement, but also bad for your daily health. Gretel smiled and nodded. Bishop Ampton looked at the change in his face and smiled.
:
"If you are a warrior in the temple, you need to take a bath and purify yourself in the past few days, calm down, and pray devoutly to the God of War. The more pious you are, the more you can mobilize the power of the 'heart' and the 'body' at the same time and condense them into one."
"Faith is indeed a way for people to unite their minds." Grete nodded in agreement. Is it an anchor for people's spirit? Religious beliefs or other beliefs are very useful.
He looked at Commander Drake. The commander sighed and spread his hands:
"There is no way. The sailors in the fleet have such a belief. The only thing they can ensure to do the above is to take a bath."
calmly?
Pray sincerely?
Not to mention spending an hour or two a day praying devoutly to the statue of the God of War, even if they were locked up in the camp and not allowed to leave the camp for seven days...
You can't be calm and calm, but you will definitely become restless and impetuous, so you should shut down and explode!
"Have a bath and cleanse yourself? That's good too."
"Yes, yes..." Commander Drake laughed dryly: "At least after taking a bath, the body is not so dirty. If you are injured during the battle, it will be easier to treat?"
Hey, how do you know I think so?
Gretel gave him a "colleague" look, and looked at the soldiers in the open space who had finished moving their bodies and were wearing leather armor. Opposite him, Knight Kelly was putting on full-body steel armor and a helmet with the help of two soldiers.
, pull down the mask
"So much difference?"
Commander Drake looked at him in surprise, adjusted his breathing, and silently said "Mage, Master." Bishop Upton was not surprised and said with a smile:
"Only knights can wear steel armor and fight for a long time. Ordinary warriors, whether in terms of physical strength, financial resources, or the rules of the world, restrict them to wearing leather armor. Look, the battle is about to begin."
The warriors who were about to advance quickly walked to the table and saluted everyone who was sitting upright. Commander Drake nodded in return, and Bishop Upton raised his hand slightly and threw an [Inspiration Technique] over:
"Go for it!"
Grete looked left and right, nodded along with the crowd, and watched the soldier turn around and leave. Bishop Ampton smiled and said:
"[Inspiration Technique] can make warriors brave and fearless, slightly increase strength and reaction speed, and ignore fear and pain. However, the effect is limited. If it is not combined with medicine, it cannot play the best auxiliary and advanced role."
I understand, [Inspiration Technique] is a spell that I have always used as adrenaline. However, using magic to stimulate the adrenal glands and naturally promote adrenaline secretion has a limited effect. No matter what, you can't drain the adrenal glands, right?
The two warriors each picked up an unbladed steel sword. The warrior raised his sword in salute, and Knight Kelly nodded slightly in return, assuming a parrying posture. Then, the level 4 warrior bent down, stepped forward, roared, and charged forward.
Come forward.
"The knight will use high-intensity fighting to force the warrior to use his strongest strength and surpass his limit again and again. If he succeeds, he can become a knight. If he fails, he will try again after a period of training."
"This is by far the safest way to artificially pass the level. Although some warriors can advance in real battles, the mortality rate is too high..."
Gretel has fixed his gaze on the soldier. He can accurately sense the basic data of heartbeat, breathing, etc. covered by his mental power.
The electrocardiogram is not good enough. When the target is moving violently, the electrocardiogram magic cannot accurately fit the opponent's body. The warrior moves forward, retreats, swings his sword, dodges...
Alas, the electrode pad, or rather, the magic virtual electrode pad, slipped off! The electrocardiogram cannot be performed!
Tsk, it would be great if a dynamic electrocardiogram can be developed when. In order to grasp the physical condition during high-intensity battles, it is more reliable to carry a dynamic electrocardiogram on your back. Right now, the only thing is to observe closely and wait for them to stop.
Grete stared at the two men in the battle with all his attention. Next to him, Commander Drake, Bishop Ampton, and Chief of Logistics Gunson also held their breaths and stared at the combatants:
Are your steps messed up?
What about breathing?
How long can it last, and is there any hope of success in advancing?
Only Bernard didn't care much about this. The barbarian sat behind Gretel, arms folded, bored. He was just a tool doing chest compressions. It didn't matter who won or lost.
Moreover, in the eyes of this eighth-level warrior, the battle in front of him was mediocre in terms of strength and skills. If he hadn't just had lunch, he would have almost wanted to gnaw on it.
One minute, two minutes, five minutes. The first warrior failed to advance, and lost all strength, and fell to the ground gasping for breath. The second warrior failed to advance, and lost all strength, unable to move a finger...
Fortunately, apart from fatigue, these few people were fine. Gretel took out the electrocardiogram and took a look at it to confirm that they did not have arrhythmia, so he left the electrocardiogram hanging there and ignored them.
Anyway, if there is a problem, this spell will automatically alert the police...
One by one the warriors stepped forward to challenge, and one by one retreated. Finally, after a particularly fierce battle, the advanced man was shaken all over and shouted loudly:
"ah"
What's the meaning?
Success?
Gretel concentrated his mind, felt his life energy, and opened his meditation vision. A [Detection Magic] was thrown over, and two lights lit up in his vision, with similar brightness and different stability.
"Success!"
"Success!"
Commander Drake and Chief Gunson high-fived each other. After the advanced man roared, he rushed forward again. With an momentum several times stronger than before, he waved his steel sword and fought with the knight.
It seems that he has just advanced and has no way to vent his energy, so he wants to do something big.
Grete stared closely at the slightly darker, flickering light. What was going on with this flicker? The progression was unstable? Could it fall at any time? Or...
Suddenly the two swords clashed, and one of them was thrown high, causing the warriors flying out of the trajectory to scatter. When the warrior's sword was released, his whole body seemed to have lost all strength and fell backwards.
"careful!"
Commander Drake didn't even have time to stand up, kicked off his seat, and flew towards him. Before he could catch the soldier, a translucent force field palm came first and softly caught the soldier thrown away.
In the palm of your hand, let it go safely.
Then, a familiar light screen quietly lit up. On the light screen, the lines were in a mess, and as soon as it appeared, there was an alarm sound of "didi-dip-dip".
"Take off his armor! Take off his coat!"
Gretel quickly came over. He stared at the light screen tightly and frowned:
Sure enough, I have atrial fibrillation!
After successfully advancing, is it really too heavy a burden on the heart to continue engaging in high-intensity battles?
There was no need for him to repeat himself. Commander Drake had already cut open the seam of the man's leather armor with a dagger according to the previously rehearsed plan. Two of three daggers were used to tear open the leather armor and shirt, exposing the chest. Then, he leaned down and listened.
After listening to
"The heartbeat is gone!"
The commander suddenly turned around. It happened again and again. In the process of taking medicine and advancing, after a fierce battle, his heart stopped beating, and then he could no longer be saved...
Several of his comrades, his subordinates, and the good young men he looked up to died like this!
"Get out of the way!"
Gretel did not comfort or explain, but just raised his voice to give orders. He raised his palms, and there was a faint flash of lightning on his fingertips, and he stammered. Commander Drake pressed the ground and bounced back:
As mentioned before, during the spell casting, no one is allowed to come close. Anyone who is next to the patient will also be shocked!
Grete stared at the light screen, finally determined the shape of the electrocardiogram, and raised his hand to cast:
"The first time of direct current defibrillation, electric claw unidirectional wave defibrillation 450 joules, let's start!"
A flash of lightning flashed across the chest of the knight who had just successfully advanced. Immediately, there was a smear of burnt black on the chest.
Well, the waveform has changed a little, but it hasn't fully taken effect yet. With Gretel's gesture, the barbarian immediately rushed forward and began to perform chest compressions with a "Hey, hey, hey, hey".
Bishop Upton squatted next to him, and according to the pre-planned procedure, sent all the power of [treating serious injuries] into the patient's heart.
"Get out of the way! The second DC defibrillation...480 joules..."
Great, it worked this time!
Grete let out a breath and stared at the electrocardiogram without blinking, ready to respond at any time. One minute, two minutes...
"Okay, I'm rescued."
He whispered. Dozens of exhalations sounded from all directions. The soldiers squatting nearby looked up at Gretel, with gratitude in their eyes. Only Bishop Upton lowered his eyes slightly, with a solemn expression:
Assist the warriors to advance and help them when danger arises. This is the most important part of the daily work of the God of War Temple, and it is also one of the most important needs of ordinary warriors for the temple.
Is this job also going to be snatched away by the Nordmark mage?
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The streets have distributed supplies again!
All the best!
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