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

Chapter 541 Miss Yinlong, do you want to win the Nobel Prize?
The biggest financial crisis to date was unexpectedly resolved.

Gretel really wanted to start brushing [Discern Bloodline] immediately, and brush him in a daze.However, the only sliver of reason still allowed him to control his hands, and under the guidance of the old man, he began to practice disassembling and assembling magic props:
Disassemble the shell, connect the mithril wire, and connect to the center of the mage tower;

Remove the mithril wire, return the wafer box to its original position, and restore it to its original state;

Take the case apart and do it again...

After learning it once, Gretel can disassemble and assemble it by himself, and only needs the old man to remind him occasionally; after practicing the second time, he can operate completely independently.

Although not an engineering student, the fingers of a surgeon are sensitive and stable enough.Gretel just didn’t dare to dismantle things he didn’t know. After someone guided him, he could do it again without any problem:
After all, they are hands that can connect blood vessels and connect nerves!It's just a dead thing, just disassembled, what's so difficult?
This is no different from changing the battery of a mobile phone!
The master's hand is transformed into a wrench or a screwdriver. When operating, the deformation is precise, the strength is controlled smoothly, and a series of movements are all smooth and smooth.The old man sighed over and over again:
"What are you going to the horn of thunder! With your talent, you should come to our alchemy workshop!"

Gretel: "..." Thank you, the Black Crow Swamp next door has been saying the same thing, my ears are getting calloused...

After dismantling it twice, he disassembled it by himself again without any prompt.After making sure that he has fully mastered the disassembly work, he waved away the mage's hand and saluted the old man gratefully:
"You've been a great help to me..."

"boom!!!"

There was another loud bang. MOSS frantically called the police, all the invisible servants rushed down, and the familiar scene repeated itself...

Gretel sighed, nodded to the old man indiscriminately, and ran down.As soon as the door of the alchemy room was opened, the inside was filled with smoke, and a little smoked face turned around.

"Cerilla! What have you poured into what again?"

"I... I didn't pour silver nitrate this time! Really not!"

Gretel hid his face.Behind him, the old man in overalls walked in with his hands behind his back, looked around, his nose twitched, and he showed an amiable smile:
"This lady is very talented! Even a skilled magician in the alchemy workshop can rarely make a finished product by adding mercury nitrate to alcohol...Of course, this thing is too dangerous and easy to explode, so I don't recommend it. Beautiful lady try..."

"That's because the water content is too low." Gretel turned around and complained without thinking:
"This shit can be blown up in a dry state. Its water content can't reach 10%, so it can be ignited in the air without exploding; if its water content reaches 30%, it can't be ignited. Sirila, please, what do you do?" Pour it into something, don't even think about drying it?"

I always feel that if things go on like this, if I haven't had a safe blood transfusion from my liver, Cerilla will probably win the Nobel Prize...

The old man's eyes lit up, he took out a thick leather bound notebook, and brushed his records.After finishing the recording, I put it in my arms cherishingly, and then sincerely praised:
"Master Nordmark, you have done us a great favor!"

During this period of time, the Alchemist Union was entrusted by the navy to develop something more explosive.

The thing made by Serila is one of their achievements, but the transportation and storage are too troublesome...

He nodded to Grete and hurried out of the Mage Tower.Patents, authorizations, etc., can be discussed later, go back and test first!
As long as the test passes, the alchemy workshop can deliver the goods!

Gretel followed meaningfully to the gate of the mage's tower as a way of seeing him off.Seeing the old man's back rushing away, he immediately returned and dragged Miss Yinlong to the center of the mage tower:

"Cerilla, look, I don't need to rush to save money, I can study as much as I want! Just take it apart like this, and then connect it like this..."

He skillfully disassembled, installed, pulled out test tubes, and cast magic.There was a low buzzing sound from the gold box, exactly the same as every time it was started.

Then, in order to verify the connection effect, you can let MOSS display the light curtain——

"Oh! I saw it!"

Gretel suddenly opened his eyes.On the opposite side, Serila untied the mithril threads at some point, one on each side, and held them with her thumb and index finger respectively.The little face was flushed, full of excitement:

"I saw it! —Grete, what you saw in your meditation field of vision, it turned out to be like this!"

Gretel pressed his forehead helplessly.

"...Moss, have you written down the information just now?"

"No, master."

"Sy-ri-la-"

Miss Yinlong turned around and ran away.

Gretel actually wanted to stop her and ask her how she received information with her physical body to achieve the central effect of the chip and the mage tower.However, seeing her running so guilty, he could only let her run away and ask later.

Maybe silver dragons have a special body structure, their scales can directly receive some magical information?If that's the case, Gretel felt that he could actually introduce Celera to participate in certain projects, or directly guide her to research certain things...

But of course, now, it is more important to work hard to save materials.Anyway, he couldn't outrun Cerilla, anyway, even if he didn't go after her, Cerilla would come back by dinner time, wouldn't she?

Gretel shrugged, wrapped the mithril wire around the crystal pillar provided by Ta Ling, and continued to work.A test tube in one hand and a gold box in the other hand, constantly releasing magic:

【Distinguish bloodline】!
【Distinguish bloodline】!
【Distinguish bloodline】!
Even if it is a first-order magic, releasing dozens or hundreds of them at once is a heavy burden for a magician.For the first thirty, Gretel smiled and looked relaxed;

Thirty more, Gretel's face was slightly serious;
Thirty more, Gretel looked solemn, and the casting speed slowed down. Every time he casts a spell, he murmurs the incantation;

In the last thirty, Gretel's forehead was dripping with sweat, and the number of pauses between casting spells became longer and longer.

Casting spells is like reeling silk.Pulling silk from a full cocoon is easy and pleasant; pulling out the last cocoon from a cocoon that is about to be drawn out must ensure that the silk is stable and uniform. Not to mention the difficulty of the reeler's operation, the feeling of the cocoon must be unpleasant. .

However, squeezing mental power like this is also an excellent exercise for magicians.Meditate after squeezing to the limit, the effect is amazing!
Well, especially if you can meditate right away and have a sufficient supply of magic elements...

In this way, Gretel used up all his mental power.Then, pale and staggering, he plunged into the meditation room.

"God bless, Sirira don't blow up the alchemy room..."

"boom!"

"Cerilla, what did you add to what?"

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