Mage Joan

Looking back, Qiao An lost her heart.

He sighed and forced himself to return to reality, put away the "paralyzed toxin", and then looked at other "toxins" in his collection.

The poison gland, extracted from the "Poisonous Gas Beetle", contains a natural anesthetic, combined with the "Poison Strike", can make the subject fall asleep, like drunkenness.

The venom extracted from the "mutant spider" was the spoils of Joan during his travels in the dark area. The main ingredient is a strong hemolytic toxin, which can cause the organs of the poisoned person to fail, weak and weak; in other words, the flesh is dissolved, and finally the whole person All were eroded into a pack of pus blood.

During his visit to Fort Daning, Joan did not drink the "dark magic" hosted by Ms. Betty, but did not waste this powerful hallucinogen and poured it into a reagent bottle for storage.

Joan decided to make this small bottle of magic dew into a "capsule solvent", combined with "poison strike", can make the subject fall into a hysterical state of madness, just like the drug can be overdone, all the eyes flying are hallucinations.

Finally, he has not forgotten to "produce and sell himself."

That's right, Joan can squeeze two toxins from the bee needle behind his **** in the form of a "giant bee" or "hive man".

One is "bee venom", a neurotoxin that can cause severe pain, cramps, suffocation and even myocardial infarction to death.

There is also "worm-infected virus", which is used in conjunction with "poison attack" to make the subject infected with "worm-infected disease" and become an insect-infected person...

With such a thought, "Poison Strike" is really interesting.

Joan secretly decided to collect all kinds of new and strange "toxins" in the future. The more toxins that are stored, the wider the application of "Poison Strike" will come in handy.

Joan is in a good mood to successfully crack the internal password of "Poison Strike".

Whistled and cleaned the experimental platform, to see that it was almost noon, then locked the door, returned to the restaurant on the first floor of the villa, and accompanied the instructor for lunch.

While chatting at the table, Joan learned that Professor Moriarty's work was also going well.

The smallpox virus experiment has entered the third stage.

Judging from the current observations, the members of the "experimental group" inoculated with "vaccinia" are significantly more resistant to the virus than the members of the "control group" not inoculated with "vaccinia".

It can be seen that this unique therapy for preventing smallpox virus pioneered by Professor Moriarty is very effective.

"Teacher, this kind of therapy you invented is of great significance. If it is popularized, I don't know how many people will be saved."

"A groundbreaking study of great social value like this can't be said to be a milestone enough to go down in history!"

"If you write this treatment as a paper, even if it is published in a top core journal such as "Arcana Quest", it can also be regarded as a masterpiece, and it will definitely cause a strong response in academia!"

Joan not only admired the work of the mentor, but also had a strong hunch that he was "witnessing history" with his own eyes.

Before that, he always felt that the iconic events in history were too grand and too dramatic to appear too unreal.

Therefore, he has always felt that those great people and great inventions in history, various "milestones", "turning points", "revolutionary innovations" and so on, simply cannot happen beside him, away from the daily life of ordinary people, Too far away, almost irrelevant.

But at this moment, his thoughts changed completely.

That's right, he is still a member of all living beings in the torrent of history, a small person who has no ability to create any major historical events.

But as a student of Professor Moriarty, as a college student who knows a little about medicine and alchemy, and has an understanding of the difficult history of human resistance to smallpox virus, he really realized that his tutor was making history.

In the world of Valais, the number of people dying of smallpox virus every year is conservatively estimated to be no less than 1 million.

If the results of the mentor can be promoted and popularized, even if only 10% of the vaccinees produce antibodies against smallpox, at least 100,000 people can be saved every year!

Since the beginning of this century, the statistics of the officers and soldiers killed in all large-scale wars in the world of Vales have only added up to more than 100,000 people!

Inventing a small anti-smallpox vaccine can save the total number of victims equivalent to 10 large-scale battles every year, what an amazing achievement!

The strong spiritual shock that accompanied this consciousness completely refreshed Joan's concept.

I really feel that "great people" are not just idols created by historians, but also have real flesh and blood, and may be by your side!

Compared with the emotions of the students, Professor Moriarty seemed calm.

Put down the knife and fork, light a bucket of cigarettes, take a deep breath, and said to Joan with a bitter smile: "I can't publish the research results yet."

"Why can't it?" Joan was stunned.

"The military gave me funds to study how to use smallpox virus to kill people more efficiently, but not to let me study... vaccines against smallpox virus."

"So what? The military's task and the vaccine task are two different things! When you were developing the anti-viral vaccine, instructor, you did not delay the military's delivery of the task!"

Joan looked confused.

"As long as you finish the question on time and give the military research results to the military, you are done."

"As for you inventing the anti-viral vaccine, this is another subject. It has nothing to do with the military, and the military has no reason to interfere with your publication."

Professor Moriarty laughed loudly and patted the student on the shoulder.

"Joan, it would be nice if the military really had what you said so reasonable, but unfortunately it’s not like that, you think about it, if you were a military gangster and learned how someone would invent the anti-smallpox vaccine, what would it be like? ?"

Joan is indeed uncomfortable, but he is not a fool. After being reminded by his tutor, he suddenly realized that he was too concerned about the academic achievement itself, but ignored the conflict of interest derived from this achievement!

The military spared no expense to entrust many scholars and institutions including mentors to develop smallpox virus weapons.

Seeing that results are coming soon, new viral weapons can be sent to the battlefield to kill and kill. Professor Moriarty suddenly announced a vaccine against smallpox virus. Then, the military... Smallpox virus weapon, there is a fart!

Didn't all the large research funds previously invested, including the one received by Professor Moriarty, be floated?

If you are the director of the military responsible for the development of viral weapons, I am afraid that if you hear this news, you will also be angry. Traitor, hang the gallows!

With such a thought, Joan suddenly felt half cold.

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