It's not that hard to open a hospital in another world, right?

Chapter 1022 The Elf Forester and the Plague Lord
Monkey safety experiments.

Too.

Monkey vaccine effectiveness.

Too.

Monkey vaccine protection period.

Uh... The protection period requires persistent experiments, half a year, one year, two years, five years... keep on experimenting.Forget it, skip it, just do experiments on people.

Then, the necromancers ordered the prisoners according to the booklet, picked and pulled from the prisoners, and discovered a very embarrassing thing...

"However, these prisoners of war are all professionals... Your Excellency the Lord of the Plague asked for the lowest level of civilians, non-professionals, there is no such thing at all!"

"Isn't this nonsense? I'm not a professional, dare to follow to rob the country of the eagle? Even pirates, even native fighters, don't have a second, third or fourth professional level, and they don't even have the qualifications to join the team to do odd jobs!"

"But, there are no civilians, who do we use for experiments? Can we use professionals directly? Or go to the Lord of the Plague and tell him to use existing prisoners of war directly?"

"..."

"..."

The disciple of Archmage Hines, the 15th-level necromancer Wendell Jennings, faced the eager eyes of his subordinates and shook his head vigorously:

"Existing prisoners of war cannot be used! The Lord of Plague is very strict about the experimental conditions, and if he replaces non-professionals with professionals without authorization, he will directly judge the experiment to fail!"

"That's right..." The necromancers looked at each other.Everyone here, counting as one, has been scolded by Gretel, and has been knocked on the wrist by his elusive transparent hemostat:
What dropped something and bent over to pick it up, what centrifuge tried to turn on without trimming and clamping, why did not wipe the mouth of the bottle with alcohol cotton balls before opening the reagent bottle...

Dare to change the subject of the experiment without authorization, probably not a matter of scolding to death, they may even be kicked out!

"What should I do?"

"Don't alarm the Lord of the Plague about this matter! I'll tell the teacher to recruit the indigenous women and children who help raise chickens and rabbits here for experiments!"

"That's up to you!"

Master Jennings took advantage of Gretel's absence to share his difficulties with the teacher.Archmage Haines immediately vetoed:
"The indigenous women and children here can't be used! - Not to mention that one or two will fall down, just lock them up alone and observe the vaccine reaction in the past few days. Who will work? You? Or the few in your group Guy? Or let the skeleton do it?"

Archmage Jennings shook his head like a rattle.What a joke, these people raise monkeys, raise mice - the ones in the cleaning area - are already raising enough to vomit blood.And help raise chickens and rabbits, who can do it?

"Then... Teacher..."

"Forget it, let me talk to Tratoani." Archmage Hines sighed:
"Let them provide a group of civilians. Anyway, it doesn't need too many. The first batch only needs 50, and there will be only a few hundred after that. There are millions of indigenous people around. Just give them some and you're done."

"Great! Teacher, you still have a way!"

"Oh!"

A translucent mage's hand raised his index finger and middle finger, and slammed a chestnut on the forehead of Archmage Jennings:
"Don't pretend that I don't know, you are just too lazy to deal with them, so you just push the matter to me! - I won't stay here for long, after a year or so, I will always hand it over to you. The nobles of the country, you have to be able to talk!"

"Hey... Teacher, it's not that you are here, I can be lazy if I can..."

Archmage Hynes sighed and floated away.I went to Tenoch and talked about it, and sure enough, their Tratoani didn't even think about it, and agreed:
"Are some people who have no strength, can't be warriors, and can't be priestesses to do experiments? Guarantee that they will be sent back safely? Can slaves do it? Yes? That's too simple! Don't worry, we will raise money today, and tomorrow morning Send people to the mountain!"

Just slaves!
Although the requirements are a bit more... strong slaves over 16 years old and under 30 years old, no one who is sick, no one who is injured, no one who is pregnant... a total of 50 people, half men and half women...

However, for the Kingdom of Eagles, that is nothing at all!All the great nobles, all the golden eagle warriors and female snakes scanned the houses, and they all came out with their eyes closed!
The only ones who were not happy were the slaves.When the rainy season comes, the work of the slaves suddenly increases:
A year's harvest depends entirely on the rain in this season.Those who weave fences weave fences, those who repair floating fields repair floating fields, and those who sow seeds sow.After serving the crops, I have to serve my own chickens, ducks, dogs and rabbits, and cover the chicken coops and rabbit cages with thatched roofs to prevent them from freezing to death in the rain...

After all the service is over, I can make up for my own house.If it rains heavily outside, it’s fine if it rains lightly inside. Don’t let it rain heavily outside and water the house down!

People are not happy to be arrested and taken to the mountains after such a busy schedule.Although as a slave, I dare not resist the nobles, it does not prevent these slaves from crying:

"Can we ever come back—"

"I don't know...my third aunt's youngest daughter was sent to the mountain. It's been several months, and there's no news at all..."

"It is said that there are some dead people there... The master I serve, their soldiers went there once, and when they came back, they said that there were skeletons walking around..."

"Are we going to die too? Are we going to be taken there, have our hearts ripped out, beheaded, and put on a wooden stand?"

"No--"

The team walked slower and slower, slower and slower.The slaves who were sent to the top of the mountain were not like mages who could ride phantom horses, or at least summon magic horses to go on the road. They could only walk on their own two legs.

In order to prevent them from escaping, they were strung together with their hands bound, staggering and stumbling.Beside him, the soldiers who were assigned to escort the slaves were wearing coir raincoats, walking in the rain with their feet wet and muddy, urging angrily:

"Let's go, let's go! - Whoever doesn't want to go, just die here, and the black-robed man will turn you into a living corpse and take you away!"

Become a living corpse?

Forester Ashe Moonsong's ears perked up.

She received Tupac Amaru's call for help, and traveled for a full month from the remote rain forest to the Kingdom of Eagles.Hidden figure, quietly inquired around, and locked on "that place"——

Tupac Amaru's friends, comrades in arms, father of the girl he loves, brother, warriors of the same tribe.Those who did not die in the war or in the living sacrifices should have been sent there...

So what the hell is it?She has been wandering around Tenoch City for three days, but she still hasn't found any suspicious places, and was almost swept out by the Mage Tower several times.It's rare to have a group of slaves sent up the mountain, a good opportunity!
Follow along!
Ashe Moonsong licked her paw, and turned into a smaller figure.It is only a little over two feet in length, grayish-yellow all over, covered with black spots and stripes, lying on the hills and in the bushes, it is impossible to distinguish with the naked eye.

She jumped lightly, followed the team transporting slaves, pricked up her ears to listen to the conversation from time to time:

"Hurry up!"

"Procrastinating, want to die!"

"The Plague Lord is waiting to use yours!"

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