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Chapter 295 Penicillin Experiment - Penicillium Stolen!
The miraculous plant spawning technique—no, it's the microbial spawning hormone, gave Grete the confidence to start the penicillin project.And this magical technique did not live up to his expectations. After a week, the number of penicillium that had reproduced was enough to be used for experiments.

And the rats bred by the priests and apprentices of the Deity religion are enough for them to do an experiment luxuriously...

In the dissection room on the first floor of the Mage Tower, 24 apprentices were divided into six experimental tables, each facing a cage of mice.In the crowd, the two teenagers from the Natural Deity Sect were nervous, and whispered:

"Save it... save it... don't mess it up..."

God is sorry to see, their experience of raising mice really makes those who hear it cry and those who see it feel sad.Specialized cultivation enterprises, none, specially formulated mouse feed, none, stable, no germs, mice that have lived for several generations in the laboratory, none...

It is up to the priests of the God of Nature to dig out the mouse holes themselves, and after they are caught, the mother mice will give birth to cubs, and they will be raised after giving birth.The rats are irritable and frightened, so they use animals to comfort them; they don’t know the feed ratio, and the communication skills of animals are on top; if they want to be free of germs, they use healing skills every day.The apprentice priest's healing skills were limited, and he was reluctant to use them when he encountered them, so he threw them all on the mice.

It is not an exaggeration to say that the mice raised in this way are the darlings and lifeblood of the priests.Now take it out for an experiment, and use 120 at a time, it's simple!

However, raising rats for a hundred days and using them for a while, they couldn't resist Gretel's order to use them.The four priest apprentices could only gather around the table, watching Gretel demonstrate to the students with sad eyes:
Lift the tail of the mouse with the right hand and place it on the lid of the mouse cage;
When the mouse struggles forward and crawls, use the thumb and forefinger of the left hand to grasp the ear and neck skin of the mouse;
The mouse is located behind the palm of the left hand, and the ring finger and little finger of the left hand are used to clamp its back skin and tail...

"Do you understand everything? The movements must be steady and precise. If you fail to grasp it once, you must let go and grasp it again. Be careful not to be bitten by it! ——Come on, everyone grabs one by themselves!"

This sentence is like pouring a ladle of cold water into a boiling oil pan.In an instant, the whole dissecting room was full of uproar, 24 of the 20 students shouted in shock:

"Ouch! It bit me!"

"Run away! Run away!"

"Monsieur Troka! Help!—no, don't kill it!"

"Ahhh! I squeezed the shit out of it!"

The priest apprentices of the four gods of nature looked at each other.Can catching mice be a problem too?Isn't it all about reaching out and grabbing it?

Gretel was already prepared for this.Well, when they first started doing animal experiments, the students in their class also looked like ghosts, no better than these spellcasters.With 120,000 points of patience, he looked at each table and pointed out one by one:
"Grab your tail quickly! Be sure!"

"No, don't grab the base of the tail! Grab the middle of the tail!"

"You don't need to use so much force... Why do you want to snap off your tail?"

"If it doesn't work, just hold it around a few times to make it dizzy... Hey, why did you throw it away by yourself! Mr. Troka, please help catch it back!"

"Then pinch its ears...don't pinch its neck! don't press! don't pull!!!"

With a click, the mouse died...

Gretel stroked his forehead.Pulling the mouse's tail and pressing the cervical spine at the same time is the way to kill the mouse, my friend!I haven't taught this lesson yet!

"Okay, you can grab another one...Fortunately, I have a surplus..."

Just the act of catching the mouse has experienced all kinds of people turning their backs (Mr. Troka was very popular among them).Finally, after stumbling, the experiment reached the stage of subcutaneously injecting mice with Staphylococcus aureus.

Gretel demonstrated for them again.It is obviously an extremely simple subcutaneous injection—much simpler than intraperitoneal injections and intracranial injections—and I have to go around the table again to correct all wrong behaviors of the apprentices:
"Steady your hands! The more the mouse struggles, the more steady your hands are! ——Stop!...It's too late, I've poked myself..."

"Don't pinch it so hard! The mouse can't escape!... Forget it, it's dead, let's get another one!"

"Insert the needle horizontally! Don't be vertical! Don't be crooked! —Look, you've poked your own finger!"

"Don't insert the needle too deep! Wait—" The blood is so high!Did you puncture an artery or something?

"Subcutaneous! Subcutaneous! The needle is inserted flat, and then the needle is lifted upwards! Lifted flat, not the needle head upwards! Oh, the skin is pierced... Forget it, insert the needle at another part!"

This kind of thing, the skilled boss can make it calmly and easily, but the unskilled chicken can make it in all kinds of ways.Even though Grete was fully prepared mentally, they still made all his senses smoke, and his blood pressure directly soared to 20 mm Hg.

After much difficulty, the hypodermic injection experiment was completed, during which 10 mice were killed, four students poked their fingers, overturned penicillin test tubes, dropped syringes and other accidents were countless.Finally, 80 mice survived and entered the observation stage...

"How's the mouse doing today?"

"normal."

"normal."

"Mine are normal too."

The students were calm.On the second day the rats were still in normal condition, on the third day...

"It doesn't eat much!"

"I don't like to move anymore!"

"Looking so sluggish!"

On the fourth and fifth days, the condition of the rats went from bad to worse.By the sixth day, at least half of the group reported that the mice had become sicker, with a gradually darkening bluish face.

"It's belly is also bruised! Where the needle went in, it's all bruised!"

"Sir, is it dying?"

Four priest apprentices from the God of Nature Sect and two apprentices from the Temple of the God of War looked at Gretel eagerly, waiting for him to say a word.Gretel took a deep breath:

"Not necessarily.—bring us the penicillium we've prepared!"

They divided the sick mice into four groups.One group took Penicillium orally, one group injected Penicillium subcutaneously, and one group was treated with magical magic... One group did nothing and left the control.Apprentices can't wait to grow up in the laboratory, staring at the mice with wide eyes...

"Oral Penicillium group. This one is gone..."

"The oral group. This one doesn't seem to work either." A mage picked up the mouse and observed it.The priest of the God of Nature turned his face and glared at him.The mage shrugged:

"What's the matter? I'm a necromancer. Although we are not friendly with animals, we can feel the breath of death very strongly!"

"Hypodermic injection group.—Well, sir, this one seems to be doing better!"

With a bang, 24 of the 25 students in the entire anatomy room surrounded him at once. ——The one with the most was Master Lin En, who stretched out his two skinny arms on the periphery of the crowd and squeezed in with all his might:

"That's right, it's definitely better! The breath of death is not so strong!"

One day later, of the 20 mice in the subcutaneous injection group, 10 were alive and kicking and escaped death.This treatment effect is second only to the 20/20 of the Divine Art group, and far higher than the oral group and the control group of all dead light.

"Congratulations, ladies and gentlemen." Gretel clapped his palms to attract the attention of the students:

"You have successfully found a natural product that can effectively treat patients in places where magic cannot reach. Now, let us continue our research to find out the appropriate dosage of this product and make it into a potion , how to carry it long distances!"

"yeah!"

"Long live!"

"We made it!"

Twenty surgical hats flew up to the ceiling.White, gray, blue—

Regarding the material of the surgical cap, Gretel allowed them to use it freely, as long as it can tightly wrap the hair and not hinder the operation.So, during this wave of celebrations, he also saw two touches of green, one falling together, one falling together...

After a short celebration, the students entered the long experiment process.This time, more media were produced to give rise to Penicillium - sugar agar, blood agar, beef extract, wort extract, cornmeal, potato sucrose...

The entire laboratory, no, the entire mage tower, seemed to have become a big kitchen.Steaming, boiling, boiling, crushing, filtering... It is steaming all day long, and if the students don't want to eat, they can fill their stomachs just by drinking the culture medium.

Of course, no one actually does that.In the words of Leon Carlos:

"I know wort smells bad, but I didn't know beef paste smelled worse than that... damn, this smell..."

Gretel allows the students to use their imaginations as much as possible, tossing various recipes.Waste is certain, but fortunately, there is a fire element pool in the mage tower, which provides endless heat; those sea stone flowers, beef, sheep blood, one contribution point can buy a bunch of bosses, and they are not afraid of not being able to afford it.Corn, potatoes or something?

Just kidding, that stuff doesn't even count as money!
During the upsurge of mass production, the four apprentice priests of the God of Nature seemed to be the leaders of a group of students.Especially the girl who caught the wild boar, she basically didn't make culture medium herself, and spent two hours a day wandering in the laboratory, half-closed her eyes, sensing the past one by one:
"This... can't. It's basically not long."

"This... grows a bit slowly, you can observe it."

"This grows pretty fast."

"Here...can you raise the temperature a little?"

I have to say that you can always trust the biological affinity of the Priest of the God of Nature.Of course, except for the counterfeit Gretel.After ten days, they have sifted out all meat and blood raw materials, and started to specialize in corn flour, corn syrup, corn starch, wheat flour, potato flour...

After achieving this step, more than half of the 24 students were so tired that their eyes were crooked and their mouths were crooked, and their facial features were not correct.Gretel himself felt a little overwhelmed, and waved his hand generously, allowing them to go home and relax:
"Take a good rest for two days. When we come back, we will start a new project!"

The students let out a cheer and scattered like birds and beasts.Gretel couldn't wait to rush out of the mage's tower and go to the seaside to breathe fresh air.Just kidding, he has been doing experiments for so many days, he hasn't even been exposed to the sun, and if he doesn't go out for a walk, he will be deficient in vitamin D!
Gretel played happily for most of the day.When I returned to the Mage Tower, I was hit in the head:
The penicillin strain was stolen.

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I asked in the group today, what kind of accidents did you do with subcutaneous injection experiments on mice, and then I heard all kinds of blood and tears...

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