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

Chapter 854 Cerilla: Oh, it is said that someone is a third-level fighter?
Since some poor people are sent to Nevis to join the ranks of workers, there must be ships to transport people.Gretel found one without any difficulty, booked two rooms, and embarked on a journey home with Cerilla and Bernard.

Since he was traveling with Cerilla, Gretel naturally tried to find a boat with better conditions.And as an eighth-level mage, he took it for granted that he also got the VIP cabin on the ship——

It's next door to the captain's room.The area is not too big, only 5 square meters per room.A bed, a bedside table, and a washstand.As a distinguished guest, Gretel exclusively enjoyed two brass washbasins, so shiny that they could see faces.

The carved bedside table is divided into two tiers.The upper drawer was opened, and two rare white porcelain tea cups were inlaid in the specially dug grooves; the lower cabinet door was opened...

"Hey~~~! Bah, bah, bah, bah!"

Gretel only regretted that he didn't have the magic hand to open the cabinet door.Inside the closet, there is a toilet with a lid placed upright!
Although they should have been cleaned before boarding the boat, and there was no smell at all, it was a toilet after all!

"Honorable Mr. Mage, someone will come and empty this toilet every day." The first mate leading the way respectfully pointed to the door:
"If you need anything, just pull this bell rope, and someone will serve you at any time. You can have three meals a day in the captain's dining room, or let the servants bring them to your cabin, as you like."

This condition, as far as a merchant ship—a merchant ship of this class, could not be better.Gretel nodded with a smile, sent him out, and knocked on Cerilla's door next door.

Celera had a single room to herself.The per capita area, excluding Apa, is twice as large as that of Gretel.

For the silver dragon girl who is used to the mage tower and can even be transformed into a prototype in the dragon nest on the top of the tower, such a single room is naturally very cramped.But she wouldn't mind staying with Gretel for a few days, if only for a few days...

And you can explore everywhere on the boat!From the top of the high mast to the lowest cargo hold, she can get in and see the wonders anywhere!
No one will refuse her!Of course, who would say no to an elf beauty?

Apart from……

"Cerilla, don't go down in the bottom deck! It's very dirty there!"

"It's so dirty, why do you want to go down? I'm going too!"

"..."

I went down to take a look at these low-level workers, how their transfer conditions are, to what extent it will affect their health, and whether they may spread the plague.What are you going down for?
Such a dirty, possibly smelly place, I can go down alone!
I also specially waited on the boat for a day, and only went down to watch it after the boat had set sail and floated on the sea for a day, so that I could see the most real situation!What it looks like down there now, I can't even say...

But Cirella ignored him at all.The silver dragon girl grinned and snapped her fingers, a gust of wind surrounded Grete's body, and a few balls of light rose casually:

"Hurry up! If you don't go down, I will kick you~~~"

"Cerilla! Remove the wind barrier! I can't study without this!"

With a whistling sound, the breeze was blown away from his ears.The speed was so fast that a small vacuum was formed, causing a buzzing sound in Gretel's ears.He rubbed his ears, and walked down the dark and narrow stairs helplessly, step by step.

Go down a flight of stairs, and down another flight of stairs.In an instant, a strong sour smell hit his face, choking Grete to lean back, almost slipped and fell directly.

"Cough...cough cough...cough cough!"

He grabbed the handrail of the stairs dangerously with one hand, and covered his nose with the other, so that tears were about to flow down.What a smell!
What kind of smell is this——

If Grete were to describe it, it was almost like an emergency department. Ten alcoholics came in one night, plus five with diarrhea, plus three with diabetic feet.Shut them up in a waiting room with only 10 seats, and keep them bored for a whole night...

"Let you not want my wind barrier... hee..."

Behind him, the silver dragon girl's teasing sound entered his ears.Gretel had no time to quarrel with her, he only waved his hand slightly, and walked down cautiously.

Walking to the end of the stairs, I looked down with the light of the lighting technique, and quickly took a magic shot for myself:
【Increase resistance】!
【The Elegance of a Cat】!
Come two more [Invisible Servants], give them instructions, if I slip and fall, help me...

The bottom floor of this passenger and cargo ship is densely packed with people!All people!Sitting, lying down, squatting, visually the per capita area is less than one square meter...

Or just one square meter?
In short, if Gretel wants to walk around the bottom deck, he must either activate the flying technique and fly directly over the head of the person; or he must be careful and step over so many arms and legs...

And be careful not to trip over at all times.

"Someone seems to be a level 3 fighter."

Behind him, Cerilla complained in a low voice.

Gretel pretended not to hear.Well, as long as I don't hear it, I'm not embarrassed... and the bottom deck is so dark, and I'm walking ahead, you can't see me blushing anyway!

Can't see, can't see, can't see, can't see...

Fortunately, Gretel soon discovered that he didn't need to worry about being tripped all the time.As soon as a few balls of light rose up, there was a rustle in front of them, and everyone was shrinking back——

Those poor people who were sitting or lying supported and squirmed, trying to shrink themselves into a ball.Individuals who didn't shrink fast enough and felt that they were standing in front of him even went so far as to push and push others...

Soon, a passage with a width of about 2 meters opened in front of Gretel, leading straight to the opposite hatch.

Based on the width of the bilge, which is about 10 meters, Gretel can only think that they are already crowded and almost stacked.

Although Gretel wanted to appease and say, "You don't have to be so afraid of me", but in the face of more important investigation work, he had to put it aside for the time being.He carried his trouser legs, walked in, and took a deep breath of the air in the bilge:
The smell of sweat that has fermented for an unknown amount of time.

The sour stink of vomiting.

fishy smell.

Strong ammonia smell.

All in all, as far as a doctor's sense of smell is concerned, he didn't smell any smell that would make his heart tremble and give him a warning sign.

As for the vomiting or something, obviously, these farmers were thrown at sea in one fell swoop, and if it's only 50% seasick, it's a godsend.

"What did you eat along the way?"

He casually walked a few steps forward, bent down, and asked the nearest farmer.Walking everywhere, the farmer instinctively took another step back, lowered his head and said:
"Meals will be served on board, Your Excellency. One bowl of porridge for each person, plus half a loaf of bread."

This nutrition is definitely not enough.Calories, protein, fat, vegetables all need to be increased.Gretel thought quickly.I wanted to ask something else, but suddenly my feet swayed, and immediately after that, there were vomiting sounds from all around.

"You're just throwing up here?"

"Sorry, Your Excellency." The poor man he asked tried to curl up into a ball, and tried to wipe his vomit with his dirty and torn clothes:
"We have no choice... only here, Your Excellency..."

"Where do you go to the bathroom?"

"in the corner……"

Gretel looked far away in the direction he pointed.On the left, on the right, and in the corner, there is a large barrel, about half a person tall.The surrounding crowd is a little sparser, probably, it is the so-called toilet, right?

"How often is this bucket emptied?"

"I don't know, Your Excellency... No one informed us..."

The population density is too high.

Food intake is too little.

Malnutrition.

Repeatedly vomited, the air in the cabin was extremely dirty, and the toilet could not be dumped on time.

As for medicine, judging by their appearance, they probably won't have it.

All the same, they are all hotbeds for the spread of the plague.

Gretel frowned more and more.He made a quick inspection, turned his head and left:

"Cerilla, let's go back!"

Short-distance transportation, in such a situation, will not kill people; to cross the rough seas, transport people to the New World...

This will definitely not work!

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　After discussing with book friend @红色蛋星马斯, I accepted some of his opinions, and changed the 10 gold coins and 100 acres of land in the previous chapter to 150 acres

　　Then we started arguing about the normal death rate when transporting the poor from England to the New World... and looked up the death rate of the black slave trade as a reference, but unfortunately we couldn't find it...

　　
　
(End of this chapter)