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

Gretel walked slowly around the potato field, slowly killing the pathogenic bacteria.As he walked, he listened to the old priest chattering, telling the stories between the gods:

The sun god who is supreme and illuminates the world;

Carrying the sun on its back, the condor passing through every night;

Gentle and sacred, the Feathered Serpent God who bestows fertility on the earth;

The God of Corn, the God of Potatoes, the God of Pumpkins that make crops flourish, the God of Frogs who bring rain, the God of Gourds born from the heads of gods...

Gretel hmmmm, trying to keep smiling.This is not the same as in the northern part of the New World. The gods there still have some entities, although they are more terrifying-a red stone at the entrance of the village, a birch forest, or a deer waiting to be eaten.

There are indeed some gods here, and the godhead sounds relatively high.However, most of the stories don't sound so reliable...

Fortunately, such patience is not without reward.After walking around the potato field, he returned to the old priest’s residence. The old man rummaged around and found a gourd from his collection, and presented it to Gretel as a treasure:
"Honorable Lin Xing, we will always remember your help to us. Words can't express our gratitude, and we can't just use words to repay your kindness to us..."

Gretel stared at the gourd in his hand in a daze.A yellow-skinned gourd, palm-length, a little crooked, dry and hard——

No matter how you look at it, it is just a gourd planted by a villager and picked from a gourd stand.In terms of power fluctuations, there is a little bit in it, but it doesn't look very strong.

Oh, and she doesn't look so upright, she doesn't deserve to be in the world of literature and entertainment, and be played by others.As for the golden gourd, the silver gourd, and Laojun's gourd that can collect everything, it looks even less like it.

"Ah, I got this gourd from a distant plateau." The old priest smiled and turned the gourd over, revealing the statue of a god carved on it:
It was a figure wearing a hat and wielding two sticks.The ribbon on the side of the hat hangs down to the shoulders, and the boots are long and pointed, far out, and the whole person looks like he is dancing.

The depiction on the gourd is quite simple, and it can even be said that it has the peculiar naivety of primitive humans.The body and limbs are all engraved, and a large area is deeply shoveled off with a knife, and then scorched black with fire;

Only the humanoid head, outlined with thin lines, is very different from the limbs of the body.The shape is not very similar to the Halloween pumpkin head, it can only be said to be exactly the same, with a wide mouth, and a few sharp teeth up and down, as if smiling.

"This is...the God of Pumpkins?"

Gretel asked tentatively.The old man smiled and shook his head:

"No, this is the stick god. Looking at this image, it is a very old statue of the stick god!"

Gretel:!

How does this shit look like a stick god?
Besides, why is there a god called Stick God?A stick, what kind of power does it have, that it needs to be enshrined?
"Oh, don't underestimate stick gods." The old man smiled, stuffed the gourd into Gretel's hand, and pressed it hard:

"It is one of the oldest gods. When the sun god created the world, he used it to cut into human beings; the corn god planted corn and used it to dig pits; when the feathered snake god walked through the underworld, he took it Knock it in your hand."  …

How does it sound like something like a meritorious artifact.Gretel muttered to himself, and heard the old man say:

"So the stick god is a very powerful god. Although it doesn't fight much, when it jumps up and hits people, even the god of war will get a stick on the forehead; moreover, in daily life, it can help you a lot— When you get lost, you can still point the way!"

Understood, just like Loki, the Nordic god, with a lot of thieves and a lot of damage.Gretel instantly made up the image of a cunning and cunning little god, and thanked the old man with a smile.The old man pointed to his oak staff:
"Don't you have a wooden staff? Hang it on the head of the staff. The breath of grass and trees can nourish it, and it will help you a lot."

... No, wait, there is a gourd hanging on the head of the wooden stick. Why does it sound like a drug seller in the streets?
Gretel held back his complaints, and hung up the gourd according to the old man's instructions, intending to put it away immediately after leaving the tribe.The old man looked at him with satisfaction and bowed his head slightly:
"Dear Lin Xing, thank you for trying your best to save us from the potato famine. The old man has one more request—"

He raised his arm and waved outward:
"You don't pass by here often. Then, if similar potato diseases break out again in the future, how should we contain them? Can you please leave a guide?"

This... please let your potato god down?
Gretel wanted to complain like that.After thinking about it, I got up:
"Let me do a few more experiments..."

He didn't need to be reminded about the targeted killing of pathogenic bacteria, and he knew that the threshold was too high.Regardless of the power fluctuations in this old priest, he can probably have a level four or five. There is too much basic knowledge behind it, and he will definitely not be able to learn it.

Then, it is necessary to leave some more common methods, such as pesticides or something.In this regard, Gretel is almost ignorant, and only knows a few special basic knowledge:
"Bring some diseased potatoes, shall we try?"

Fortunately, he didn't move so fast, he only swept the potato field, and didn't kill all the potatoes stored by the tribe.Soon, in front of Gretel, there was a pile of potatoes and various minerals:

"This is...lime. This is...forget it, you don't need to use the identification technique, plant ash. This is...blue vitriol. I'll get some more disinfectant and try everything..."

Regarding what drugs can kill fungi, Gretel looked through "Medical Microbiology", but he could name a few.For example, ketoconazole, miconazole, intraconazole, voriconazole...

But he can only recite the name of the medicine, and he has to go to the pharmacy to get the specific medicine.You have to ask him how this medicine is produced, sorry, goodbye.

Then, he remembered that washing with lime water might be able to kill the fungus, and washing with plant ash solution might also work...Of course, after washing, the pH of the soil will change, and whether potatoes can grow is another question. problem.

Oh, there is another magic weapon that cannot be forgotten, that is Bordeaux mixture.The famous Bordeaux mixture, or a sky blue liquid made from 500 grams of copper sulfate, 500 grams of slaked lime, and 50 kilograms of water, kills mold and is especially useful! …

Why is it called Bordeaux juice? Isn’t it the people in the Bordeaux area who spray it on the grape leaves to sterilize the grapes and keep the grape harvest?
Under Gretel's command, the women of the tribe rolled up their sleeves and chopped the potatoes into small pieces, each carrying one or two or three spores;

Soak in lime water, plant ash solution, disinfectant water, or Bordeaux solution, wash, and dry (Great throws a little spell appropriately);
Then, find a place to plant it, and the magic is born...

"Ah, washing with lime water can kill some germs, but they don't look very good." Gretel recorded the same thing, and printed the image with the meditation core for copying:

"Washing with plant ash solution, the effect of killing pathogenic fungi is so weak that it is almost zero; washing with disinfectant... the effect is not very good, and the potato seedlings are not growing very well. Washing with Bordeaux solution..."

Powerful Bordeaux liquid!
The almighty Bordeaux liquid!
Potatoes soaked in Bordeaux mixture grow vigorously and healthy!

Gretel was overjoyed and opened his eyes wide.After recording this scene, continue to supply the power of nature and continue to spawn:
On the potatoes washed with plant ash solution, green spots and white mold spots appeared visible to the naked eye, and then, like a fire ignited in the potato field, spread to the surrounding plants.

With sharp eyesight and quick hands, Gretel flew out of the mage's hand to pull out the diseased plant, picked up the Bordeaux liquid, and sprayed it around in a circle:

Continue to give birth!

Hey, the sprayed potato plants are still growing up healthy and healthy!
"It seems that this potion is very useful." Gretel straightened up with a triumphant smile, and pointed to the old priest:

"Soak potatoes in it and then dry it? Dry it in the shade? In short, dry it and store it, which can kill the things that make potatoes sick. If there are still diseased plants in the field, pull them out as soon as possible, take them to a distant place and burn them, and then use this Spray the surrounding plants with the medicine..."

Thank you, old priest.Satisfied, Gretel stepped on the road to continue, with the oak stick slung across his back, and the gourd dangling from the top of the stick.I hugged a floating disk by myself, and started to hurry up and write my thesis...

"On the Root Causes and Prevention Methods of Potato Diseases"

Well, this topic selection direction, it seems that no one has done it?

It doesn't matter even if someone has done it, the big deal is to repeat it with others, and lose a little energy for research and writing papers.It would be great if I could help. The kingdom also grows potatoes on a large scale, and methods to prevent and treat potato diseases are always needed...

He wrote happily, key words, abstracts, ideas, experiment process, experiment results... he wrote like flying, clattering and clattering.

The manuscript paper was changed one after another, Judian and others saw that he was busy, and lowered their voices one by one, trying not to disturb him.Suddenly, Cerilla, who was walking behind, called out in a low voice:
"Gretel! Your... your gourd!"

What?
my gourd?

What is my gourd?How can I have a gourd?
Gretel pulled his head out of the thesis and shook it vigorously twice, only to remember that he just got a gourd - it is said that it has the power of the stick god.He unloaded the oak stick from his shoulders, turned his head and glanced, and his face became dark:

"Little snake! Oak staff! You have gone too far!"

Raise your hand and shake it, shake it, shake it until the gourd rattles.The poor stick god hadn't been hanging the gourd for half a day before it was gnawed out of a big hole:
A little snake coiled around the top of an oak stick, kacha kacha, kacha kacha, with a piece of a gourd in its mouth.Below, four leaves stick out from the oak stick, sticking to the gourd, the leaves have silently sank into the gourd...

You two guys, you don't talk about martial arts so much!I didn't see it at a glance, you two sneaked up on me in private and divided up my things!
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