Archmage Tolga of the Alchemy Guild has been very troubled recently.
Gretel's magic pair for rescuing patients was the strangely named magic called [Direct Current Defibrillation, Electrical Cardioversion], and the task of making magic instruments was handed over to him.
The production itself is not difficult. Follow the spell model and engrave it into a special magic chip. He has been doing this for decades, and he can do it with his eyes completely closed and half asleep.
It's just a second-level magic. Even if it is made up of several troublesome first-level magics, how difficult can it be?
After burning the spell, connect the power source, and connect the trigger device. At most, design the layout of the device to make it easier to use and look more bluffing, so that those who pay for it will not feel distressed at the high price...
OK, perfect.
The only imperfection is the magic itself. Master Nordmark generously shared all his research results. One of the important points is that different individuals require different intensity of electric shock energy.
Magicians, priests, warriors, and ordinary people are all different. They have different levels and different energy properties. So far, the thick stack of information shared there and the approximate energy required are extremely complicated.
live.
So, how can we make this magical instrument something that ordinary people can pick up and use easily?
The Archmage was troubled. The Archmage was sad. The Archmage grabbed the few hairs on his forehead and pulled them out one by one.
"Teacher, I think we can add a handle or keyboard to the outside of the magic device and let the user press it themselves." Student A floated over to offer advice:
"Then there is an instruction manual, which tells how much energy the magic device will trigger under any circumstances, which position the handle is pulled to, or which number is pressed on the keyboard. I think people who can afford these magic devices will definitely understand.
Do you understand the explanation?"
"Good idea." Archmage Tolga glanced at the student coldly:
"The person fell to the ground and there is no heartbeat. You make the user panic and check the instructions one by one on the list? The first row for magician, the second row for priest, and the third row for warrior. Find the corresponding grid.
, and then look for the relevant energy system? What if the manual cannot be found?"
"Then we'll engrave the instructions on the outer wall."
"roll!"
Student A was scolded out in disgrace. Student B cast a "silly" look at his senior brother, took a step forward, and continued to offer advice:
"Teacher, I think it's too troublesome to attach instructions. It's so busy on site and it's easy to make mistakes when checking the forms. It's better to burn the relevant forms into it and let people choose..."
"Oh? How to choose?"
Archmage Tolga reluctantly raised his eyelids. Student B felt the teacher's interest and was greatly encouraged:
"Leave a voice in the magic device, instructing them to press the button to enter the patient's occupation. If you have no occupation, please press 1, for warriors, please press 2, for mage, please press 3, for priests, please press 4, and for unknowns, please press 5...
"Hello, the warrior profession has been detected. Please enter the profession level: from level one to level three, please press 1, from level four to level six, please press 2, from level 6 to level eight, please press 3, and above level 8, please find a healer.
?”
"It seems that it can be made more precise? Anyway, there can be 10 buttons..." The student scratched his head. Archmage Tolga became angry and sprayed directly:
"What's next? Please enter the patient's fighting spirit attribute. Press 1 for universal, press 2 for fire, press 3 for wind, press 4 for water, press 5 for earth, and press 6 if you don't know? The patient's heartbeat is gone.
, do you think people can still be saved after struggling for so long?"
"this……"
Student B carefully took a step back, and then another step. Well, if there is really no way to save him, here are the next steps
Hello, because your input is too slow, the patient's heartbeat has stopped. Please express your condolences, or send a necromantic psychic summons...
It feels like after such a change, this prop does not seem to be used to save people, but seems to be specially used to delay the treatment time...
"roll!"
Student B ran away with his head in his arms...
Archmage Tolga glanced at the door and sighed silently. Alas, it would be great if this spell could automatically detect the patient's level, occupation, attributes, automatically match, automatically retrieve or calculate the results, and then stimulate the corresponding energy.
.
But that's easier said than done?
Archmage Tolga has been busy for half a month looking through information and papers. The method of detecting level, occupation, and attributes is not difficult. The council has ready-made methods. However, only these three attributes are extracted and then automatically matched.
result……
"Oh, it's so troublesome! I'm just a great mage of the transformation system. I'm responsible for manufacturing. I'm not responsible for basic research! Let me ask someone, if there are any new results from the Nordmark mage?"
Immediately some students rushed away. They ran to the mage tower first and received the news that Master Nordmark was in retreat for research and would not receive guests for the time being. The result? He did not leave a message before retreating, so no one knew;
Then I ran to the Thunder Horn and got the news that the Nordmark mage had taken away a batch of information and a batch of Warcraft. At present, all the Warcraft have been returned, except for the wilted ones, whose chest and abdomen were shaved bald.
Nothing serious;
Then I ran to the Temple of the God of War and received the news that the Nordmark mage had recently cast spells, all of which were manually controlled. There was no spell scroll, no simulated version of the magic instrument, nothing...
"So why did he go into seclusion? Did he make a breakthrough in his research, or did he never make a breakthrough and was too depressed to break through?"
In fact, Gretel did not want to retreat so quickly. The spell has just been modified, and the next task is of course to work hard to promote it and apply for more opportunities for clinical trials.
Go write a paper!
Go publish it in "Medical Research"!
Go talk to the great magicians in the medical department, and even try to brush your face and ask them to organize a lecture!
Then, give this magic to them and ask them to continue to use it in practice and continue to accumulate data!
But don’t worry about this. Grete smelled his sleeves, then his clothes, and wrinkled his nose hard:
Although moving pigs, sheep, cows, and all kinds of monsters these days were all done by invisible servants and Bernard, he still felt like he had a smell on his body. When he was working, he had a bubble spell on his head.
I can't smell it. After finishing the work...
It stinks so much!
There are still five, six, seven or eight kinds of monsters, some herbivores, some carnivores, all kinds of flavors mixed together, the variety is very rich...
Take a shower! You must take a shower!
"Touch SS! Pour water on me! Pour on bath salts! I'll come out and take a bath in a minute!"
He stood under the shower faucet and rushed in. Well, the water in the mage tower is directly connected to the elemental pool. The water elemental pool is pure water. The fire elemental pool is responsible for heating, with dual hot and cold pipes, which can be adjusted by itself.
You never have to worry about not having enough water, you never have to worry about using too much water today and receiving a high water bill tomorrow. As long as Grete is happy, he will pour water from the top of the mage tower every day and hang a 24-hour water curtain.
Any hole is fine.
"Scrub, scrub, scrub, scrub, scrub..."
Gretel rushed hard, washed himself hard, and rubbed foam into his hair. Fortunately, he didn't grow his hair long, and he followed the laboratory operating rules and wore a lab cap all the time. After rubbing it three times, he felt clean. As for his hair,
Dry?
Withered?
Will there be a fork in the future?
It doesn’t exist. The priest of the god of nature is good at this. The natural breath can moisturize the body anytime and anywhere. Grete touched the ends of his hair. Well, with such short hair, it won’t have split ends anyway...
I washed and rubbed myself clean, lay down in the bathtub, and stretched out a lot.
The bathtub was two circles larger than the jacuzzi in the previous life, and it was enough for Gretel to float in the middle. He could reach out, stretch his legs, and straighten them in all directions without touching the edge. Gretel was swaying, swaying...
"Ah, it's comfortable..."
It felt very comfortable, and the whole person felt relaxed. Gretel closed his eyes and allowed himself to be lifted up by the current, floating slowly in the water.
There were countless hidden holes in the bath, and the water flow was like ten thousand thin hands, beating, massaging, and kneading his back. It was gentle, gentle, and gentle, worthy of magicians who love to enjoy themselves. Over the years, they summarized
The best way to operate a bathtub.
Grete turned slightly sideways, letting the water flow to the left and right, feeling that his tense muscles were fully relaxed, and he was about to fall asleep...
Fell asleep...
Fell asleep...
Silently, an inexplicable force came across the air, soaked down from the top, and enveloped his limbs. Gretel was in a daze, and was rushed by this force, and subconsciously turned over
"Ah poof! Cough cough cough cough cough!"
Oops, I forgot I was still in the bathtub and choked on the water!
After choking on the water, my head actually sobered up a lot. That power, that inexplicable, familiar, overwhelming power...
Is this going to be advanced?
Don’t even advance in the bath!
Grete jumped out of the bath, casually grabbed a bathrobe and wrapped it around her, then rushed out. Her hair was not combed, the water on her body was not wiped off, and even the slippers she was wearing felt something was wrong...
Could it be that I stepped on the wrong foot with my left foot and right foot?
do not care!
"Touch SS! Call me an elevator! Adjust the elements of the meditation room!"
He rushed out of the bathroom, quickly tied up his bathrobe, and rushed to the elevator. His bedroom and bathroom were on the ninth floor of the Master Tower, and the meditation room was on the seventh floor. At this juncture, he still had to take the elevator up and down!
There is only one elevator in the Mage Tower. Fortunately, he has the highest authority, otherwise, someone else happened to be calling the elevator. This broken elevator just went down from the 8th floor slowly...
Then he probably could only jump out of the window, land on the 7th floor, and then jump into the mage tower from the 7th floor.
Gretel cursed while running wildly. A white light flashed in front of his eyes, and he passed by someone, and instantly felt his body tremble.
"Hey, Grete, where are you going?"
"Cerella! Don't pull on the straps of my bathrobe!"
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