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

Chapter 211 Throwing the pot at the Magic Council, success!
Gretel finished speaking in one breath, spread his hands, and leaned back on the back of the chair.Looking at his calm appearance, Archmage Carlisle felt a headache everywhere, throbbing from his eyebrows to his temples.

When other low-level magicians came to him to apply for projects, or sought his help to apply for projects in the parliament, no one was full of fear.Gretel was fine, with a full face of "I tried my best, whatever I love, anyway, that's it..."

This means that Gretel didn't find the sealing material, and he didn't have the blood pressure monitor.Otherwise, take a sphygmomanometer and measure, the diastolic and systolic blood pressure of Your Excellency the Archmage, conservatively estimated to rise by 30 mm Hg...

Archmage Carlisle raised his hand and rubbed his temples.Leaning back, the thumbs of the clasped hands stick to each other, turning back and forth.After turning around for a while, raised his chin, and nodded to the paper in front of him:
"You want to apply for a project?——Then let me ask you, how many magicians do you need for this project, and what level?"

"I don't know. But, at least, it must be several five-level or above." Tossing the electric current, tossing the vacuum, tossing the magic circle, he can't do any of them.In the force field hall where the Horn of Thunder constrains lightning, there are no mages working below level [-]. It is estimated that this project is the same...

"What facilities and materials do I need to apply for in the Mage Tower?"

"I don't know~~~" I don't even know what facilities are available in the Mage Tower!I just took a look at the force field hall in the Horn of Thunder! "

"How long will the project last and how much will it cost?"

"I don't know." Gretel spread his hands.If it is about natural science or something, he can slowly calculate what equipment, what consumables, and how much money he needs when writing the project application.But here, he doesn't even know how much subsidy a fifth-level mage should be given for a day's work!

Uh... don't know anything, how do you take it for granted?
Master Carlisle endured and endured, and finally swallowed his full stomach.Gretel couldn't be blamed for this situation. In fact, just to prevent such a thing from happening, the teacher arranged for him to connect directly with Gretel and escort him anytime and anywhere.

Generally speaking, if a magician in the council can lead a fifth-level mage to do tasks, he himself must be at least a level 7, or even a level 9 or higher mage.These problems will be experienced one by one during his growth process, and some people who have not encountered them will also be asked by contacts.

But Gretel is a special case, his thoughts can't match his upgrade speed at all... But is it Gretel's fault?Is it?

Not to mention the semi-finished thesis in his hand, just the pile of hundreds of mages that Gretel threw out earlier, and it is still day and night, stuck in the alchemy room to verify...

Archmage Carlisle inhaled, exhaled, calmed down.He looked at Gretel seriously:
"If you don't know these things and want to continue this project, you have two options. First, estimate the number of people needed, facilities, materials, and invite magicians. I can help you with these. But the application report is up to you Submission and the progress of the entire project must be led by yourself. Of course, the results of the project are entirely yours, and all rewards are distributed by you..."

Gretel shook his head vigorously!What are you kidding, a group of magicians above level [-] let him direct the work?Not to mention whether people listen to him or not, he can't even understand when people toss about the force field!

Seeing Gretel's eyes widen and his head shaking like a fan, Archmage Carlisle finally felt a little more comfortable.He smiled slightly:

"The second way is to cooperate with Thunder Horn. You come up with projects and ideas," he nodded at the paper in front of him:
"Thunderhorn pays people and everything. But then, with the results of the whole project, you can't have all—"

"That's it!" Gretel answered impatiently.Archmage Carlisle was stunned for a moment: "Then the proportion..."

"Whatever! Finally, I will finish it! By the way, leave me a small set of equipment, I can operate it myself, let me try electrolysis!"

Archmage Carlisle: "..." Come on, I still want to talk to you about the share ratio!I can give you 40% at most, well, if you really insist, 50% is not negotiable...

After all, so many people can't work for nothing... of...

Gretel was already so happy that he was about to float.He doesn't want to follow up on this project at all, such as the ratio of anode materials, reaction temperature, voltage and current intensity... He is not a metallurgist!It is not material professional!

There are so many dwarves in the forge waiting for him to play, no, waiting for him to do a physical examination and collect data one by one, what is he fighting with electrolytic metallurgy!

Such a troublesome experimental project, decisively throw the blame to the Magic Council!

Archmage Carlisle shook his head and smiled wryly.He sent Gretel out, carrying the papers, and went to Tongtian Tower to find the legendary mage himself:

"Teacher, that Gretel, made something strange again..."

"Well, let me see..."

Master Dikal took the paper, flipping through it while stroking his chin.He really couldn't help not paying attention: For the Magic Council, the importance of mithril, a metal, cannot be overemphasized...

This kind of metal, which is half lighter than steel and harder than steel, has good ductility and magic conductivity, is one of the best materials for making magic equipment and outlining magic circles.If possible, the Magic Council would like to use a mixture of fine gold and mithril to build a few more airships; high-level magicians would like to each have a mithril soft armor...

dream.

Legendary mages can't even have one.

Rewards for smelting and increasing production are hung there all year round.Group after group of magicians rushed up bravely, and group after group retreated tragically:

Some get only ore, and forge their own iron, and break their fingers;
Some people successfully established a relationship with the dwarves, got the semi-finished products of mithril smelting, added acid and alkali to heat all kinds of tossing, but they couldn't get any flowers;
Some high-level mages have a very good relationship with dwarves, and they were able to watch the process of smelting divine magic, and correctly judged that it was an electric current. When they went back, they used electricity to split the semi-finished product...

Hack horizontally, hack vertically, hack differently, and finally chop lonely.

However, Master DeCarle saw at a glance that Gretel's thesis was an idea and practice that had never appeared before.

"How many people can you get out of your subordinates?... Forget it, including you, get enough people to work with me. On the 375th floor of Tongtian Tower, rooms 3, 4, and 5 under my name are for you 12 hours a day."

"Teacher—" 12 hours?If you deduct 8 hours of sleep a day, and then deduct the time for eating and taking care of yourself, there is nothing left!He has it, his disciples and grandchildren may not be able to bear it!

"how?"

"Uh... people from the evocation department may not be able to do such things as mixing mithril powder and making it into thin rods..."

Archmage Carlisle was decisive, shrank back, and changed the topic to another direction.The legendary mage scratched the stubble on his chin:
"It also makes sense. In this way, I'll go find the old devil in the transformation department and get his people to do it together. By the way, you also said that Gretel wants a small room and make something by himself?"

"That's right... But can he do it? He's only level 2, and he can't even play with force fields..."

"Give it to him! Room No. 6, you go and arrange things, and send an apprentice to watch over it! Keep him safe at any time!"

A legendary mage said that when Gretel arrived at Tongtian Tower three days later, he saw that the research facilities, research materials, and researchers were all in place.Mages wearing various robes were rushing back and forth in the force field room. A tall magician held a form and kept yelling:

"The heating temperature is raised by another 10 degrees, the third experiment, start!"

"The heating temperature remains the same, the current output is increased by 1%, and the fifth experiment begins!"

"Mithril Rod No. [-], the second experiment, start!"

There are mages in the corresponding group responsible for the operation.Adjust the combustion circle, adjust the electric field, and replace the Mithril rod.The electric current pierced and rushed, and the heat wave in the force field room was so hot that you couldn't step on it within ten steps.Gretel stood for three seconds, then stepped back step by step, and reached the door, where he was blocked by Archmage Carlisle:
"Is this plan the same as your design? Do you think there is anything to change?"

"Uh..." Gretel's forehead was dripping with sweat, maybe it was from the heat, and he was still a little nervous seeing such a big scene.He searched hard, squeezed his little physical and chemical knowledge, and finally came up with something:
"Voltage may be too high..."

Although I don't remember the metallurgical voltage, I seem to have a little impression that the applied voltage is lower than the decomposition voltage of molten salt. That number is very small, it seems to be only two digits...

Archmage Carlisle took his words very seriously.Scribble two strokes on the notebook, and immediately raise your voice:

"Garrett! Make it smaller! Smaller!"

"Hey, it's not about the magnitude of the current! It's the voltage! The voltage!"

"Voltage? What is that? How do you measure it?"

There is a voltmeter... Gretel swallowed the words silently.This involves positive and negative charges, ions in compounds, etc., a sentence or two, I really can't explain... The technology in this world has not yet been extended to atoms, ions, and electrons!What can I say?

Or could Alessandro Volta be summoned?May I?

If it doesn't work, just give me a simple voltmeter for electricians!
Gretel scratched his head, expressing his helplessness.He can only contribute one other thing:
"I... I just know how to reduce the voltage..."

He asked for Master Carlyle's book, brushed a few strokes, and drew a few simple current diagrams:
"In a series circuit, the current on a loop is equal everywhere, and the sum of the voltages at both ends of each load is equal to the total voltage... In a parallel circuit, the voltages at both ends of the parallel branch are equal, and the current flowing through the main circuit is equal to the sum of the currents of each branch... Or you can consider using a resistor to drop the voltage... I only know so much!"

He flicked the pen and paper, happily ran away, and rushed into the laboratory assigned to him.The power supply, wires, carbon rods and so on are all ready, Gretel opened the space bag, took out the beaker, flask, sink and test tube one by one, set them up, put distilled water, put refined salt——

"Goooooooooooooooooo..."

The cathode and the anode, the ends of the two carbon rods, continuously emit bubbles.In one of the glass tubes, the yellow-green gas is injected into the milk of lime, and the milky white liquid in the tank gradually becomes clear to the naked eye.

Gretel took a breath of joy.A cold and pungent smell rushes into the nostrils, and a sense of security immediately pervades all limbs.

84 disinfectant!
I finally got my liver out!
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