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

Chapter 155: The Experimental Materials of the Empty Glove White Wolf
Gretel finally returned to the academy with his beak coat in his arms.

No way, the wisdom of the ancients still made sense, at least Gretel didn’t have the ability to rub a medical protective mask with his hands—that thing can’t be fixed by sewing.Didn't see just the melt blown cloth, Sinopec should roll up its sleeves and deploy the production line urgently.

The sixteen-layer gauze mask, or Wu Lien-teh mask, Gretel did not dare to rely on.This thing is good at preventing bacteria—for example, Mr. Wu Liande that time—but it is anti-virus, cough, everyone has seen the lesson of blood.

later?Later, "We were poor, and we only had gauze masks. Now that we are rich, we have more knowledge. N95 masks are on top!"

The magic pathway Gretel also made up his mind.He released a bubble technique to cover his forehead - this thing can theoretically isolate the exchange of internal and external air, allowing the subject to breathe only the air in the bubble - that is to say, if you are lucky, it can be used to isolate droplets .

Then there is the testing phase.Bernard picked up a glass of water mixed with ink and took a long gulp.Then, take a deep breath and use all your lung capacity to point at Gretel:
"puff!!!"

Gretel Defiant Nordmark blinked, revealing two clear whites.A face, the rest of which has been spotted and stained with ink...

Well, if you can't stand a spray of water, then you can't stand a sneeze either.And the bubble technique is already figured out by Gretel, and it is the most reliable defensive magic.

So the conclusion is that Gretel can only choose between the beak suit and the gas mask.However, he weighed his manual ability, asked Bernard again, and voluntarily gave up the latter.

The gas mask known as the pig's nose is simple and simple, and it is still a handicraft.There is a cover body and a filter tank, which must fit the shape of the face and be sufficiently sealed.Involving cobbler craftsmanship, blacksmith craftsmanship, and all kinds of messy crafts, Gretel can't handle it...

So in the end, Gretel finally embraced their ancestors with the condolences of a full set of medical protective equipment.Then, he changed his clothes, picked up his wallet, and went to the street to find an experimental site, and by the way, find a place for the barbarian to stay.

There is no way, the Magic Council provides accommodation for the trainees, but the followers do not have this kind of treatment.In fact, even if someone dares to make a request, the parliament can also ask:
Why does a first-level magician accept followers?
Oh, by family?
Then continue to find the family to gnaw at the old, don't think about asking the council to help solve it!
Gretel, Alternative, Poor, Nordmark, had no choice but to take two legs and go to the street to find a house...

He stood at the gate of the academy, looked up at the top of the mountain, and then looked around.Looking southeast from the college, the snow-capped mountains meander like a dragon, and the highest peak is covered with dark clouds.And the core of the magic council, the majestic magic towers stand on the peak, straight into the clouds.

Standing at the foot of the mountain, Grete could see the lightning flashing in the dark clouds and the golden snake dancing wildly.From time to time, a thick lightning flashed and struck the tower.

"...Where is the fellow Taoist going through the tribulation here?"

Gretel muttered something in a low voice, and turned his gaze down the mountain.This kind of environment of lightning and thunder all day long is obviously not suitable for other people's life except for the top magicians.So most of the magicians, followers, and ordinary people who serve the magicians gathered in the city at the foot of the mountain.

It is said to be a city, but its shape is not square.The turquoise bay plunges into the land from the southwest until it is blocked by the foot of the mountain, turning to the northwest.The headquarters of the Magic Council is backed by mountains and facing the sea, spreading out along the coastline, forming a reverse "C" shaped town group.

In such a group of towns, the consumption level can be imagined.Gretel walked along the street for half an hour, gardens, villas, restaurants decorated with granite pillars, three-story and four-story luxury hotels, one after another.He even saw a theater. On the white marble wall at the entrance, a magician was drawing today's repertoire advertisement:

A handsome young man wearing a golden crown and a commoner girl in a gorgeous vertical dress hug each other and dance lightly.The pure white lamb nestled at their feet, and the boy and girl looked at each other with happy smiles on their faces.

The magician turned his back to Gretel and waved his hands.The still photo has been drawn, and where he puts his finger, the introduction of the play will appear in the blank space of the painting like a dragon and a phoenix:

The Prince and the Shepherdess, starring Edinson Linden, Matilda Ritz.

Uh... Not to mention the magician's painting skills, the dyeing effect of the magic trick can only last for an hour.Disappear once every hour and draw again, this kind of advertising method... so luxurious...

Gretel was amazed.He walked from the street to the end of the street, directly skipping those villas: they would definitely not be able to rent them anyway.Going further, one-story houses began to appear by the lakeside on the edge of the town.Gretel knocked on the door one by one, asked seven or eight families, and finally rented a small independent yard.

The small yard is behind a wooden house with an attic. It was probably a warehouse originally, but it was separated by the owner and repaired.The lighting is not good, but the space is quite large, with a total area of ​​20 to [-] square meters, and a courtyard of more than [-] square meters is surrounded by fences outside the door.

Going out from the back of the house is a large piece of wasteland, and a little further away, shrubs and woods stretch towards the foot of the mountain in turn.If Bernard wanted to move his limbs, there was plenty of room.

"...Little Priest?" The landlady looked up and down the barbarian warily, and then looked at Gretel again.After seeing the green leaves on his skirt and the oak stick in his hand, his expression gradually softened:
"One gold coin per month, not including food. You can keep animals in the house, but you have to clean it up. If I smell a bit of a bad smell, get out immediately with people and animals!"

Gretel nodded.This yard is enough to house people and keep small animals, and we can find another way for large experimental animals.He tentatively asked:
"Then... can I build a few sheds outside the back door?"

"up to you!"

"make a deal!"

Three days later, Elder Wood's disciple, the fourth-level pastor Matthew, drove a group of pigs and sheep to the hut.

Gretel opened his mouth slowly.

"This... how much do these cost..." he asked tremblingly.Matthew shrugged indifferently:

"What kind of money do you want? This is all borrowed, and it will be returned when the time comes. Anyway, we are responsible for feeding the owner, feeding it for the owner, and paying compensation if it dies—the religious order will come forward, and they are not afraid that they will not get the money."

He held the oak stick and muttered a few words, and a circle of bushes rose up behind the house, enclosing all the pigs and sheep.Then began to move things from the wagon: a cage of rabbits, a cage of rabbits, another cage of rabbits... a cage of bats, a second cage of bats...

"Are you going to tell me that these rabbits are also borrowed?"

"Of course not!" Matthew looked at him strangely:
"Servants of the God of Nature, how many rabbits do you have to borrow? Just catch them in the woods and it's over? Oh, there is also a cage of ferrets here. You said last time that it is best to bring a few ferrets. Monkeys I can't make it, sorry."

Gretel took a closer look, the animal cages were all made of rattan, tightly knotted, and there was no sign of chopping or binding.Needless to say, it probably didn't cost a penny to give birth to the magic.

"Then... the bat...?"

"The teacher caught it himself!"

Gretel: "..." I thought I could be an empty-handed white wolf, but there are others who are more powerful than me... Brother Matthew, with so many experimental animals, you didn't spend a penny, right?
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