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

Chapter 120 Barbarian followers, in place!

Gretel is naturally a first-level mage.

Not only that, until now, he has not touched the threshold of upgrading, and the growth of mental power has not yet reached the limit of level 1.Gretel was not in a hurry, and used his mental power to slowly polish the self in the meditation field of vision, one by one, and outline in detail:

The benefits for the trainee mage to be promoted to the first level have been used up, and when the oak stick is planted, the energy given by the teacher has also been used up.The next steps are all hard work, so there is no rush.A few bones a day, a few bones a day, when encountering a bone with a complex shape like the hip bone, you can only complete one piece of meditation every day.

Until now, Gretel's mental strength has only completed the construction of 80 axial bones and 64 upper limb bones.As for the 62 lower limb bones, the completion progress is less than half.

Maybe after completing the whole body skeleton, my mental strength can be raised to a higher level, right?Gretel thought so.In addition, he is also anxious about one thing:

When can I go back to the hospital?
Teacher, you sent me to hide in the mage tower, when will you let me out?All my experiments are done!The dissertation is also finished!The paper on the microscope, the paper on the burning hand, and the paper on sterilization, all done!
If I don't go back to the hospital, I don't have the conditions to do so many experiments!
The teacher's call came quickly.In mid-September, half a month after Gretel finished improving the Burning Hand, Elder Elwin sent a letter to the Mage Tower:
The follower I found for you has arrived, come and meet me.

Gretel hurried into town.Turning over from the horse at the entrance of the hospital, at first glance, he saw a big man standing beside the teacher.

Elder Erwin is already considered tall, and that one is a head taller than the elder, conservatively estimated to start at two meters.It was late autumn, and Gretel was wearing a thick jacket, but the man was bare-armed, with a piece of animal skin slanted across his shoulders.A string of necklaces hung on the bare chest, all of which were strung together with the fangs and claws of ferocious beasts. Under the pendant, the eight-pack abs were clearly visible.

The whole body, the only weapon is the big stick in the right hand—Grete looked at it carefully and became more silent. The stick is half a head taller than its owner, and its diameter is as thick as the owner's upper arm. Looking at the shape of the end, God knows what kind of beast's thigh bone.

This is a savage, right?This is obviously a savage, isn't it?Teacher, such a person, as my follower?If I can't support him, will he eat me?Can barbarians communicate normally?
Gretel really wanted to ask this question, but he really didn't dare in front of the giant man.But the giant man hummed and said:

"You are Gretel?—Can you feed me?"

What, full?Brother, is your requirement just to be full?
Gretel cast a glance at the teacher as covertly as possible.Seeing Elder Erwin smiling and nodding, he was heartbroken and quickly replied:

"If I have a mouthful, I will have a mouthful!"

"That's fine! Bernard will follow you! Go to dinner!"

A group of people arrived at the tavern in a mighty way.Cough, "mighty" mainly refers to Bernard, this giant man more than two meters tall, who walked out of the earth-shaking momentum by himself.As soon as he entered the door, Bernard let go of his voice and yelled:
"On the food! On the delicious food! On the meat!"

"Here's a roasted whole lamb, a roasted chicken, and a barrel of beer." Elder Erwin added in a low voice behind him.The waiter's eyes lit up, and he responded loudly:
"okay!"

The grilled chicken arrived quickly.Elder Erwin cut off two chicken legs, put one in front of himself and Gretel, and gave the rest to Bernard.Gretel had just gnawed two bites of the chicken leg, and watched Bernard pick up the roast chicken, click, click, click...

Most of the roasted chicken didn't even have any bones left, and all of it went into the huge man's bloody mouth.

Great Khan.

Gretel sweats profusely.

Gretel sweated wildly.

Brother, you swallow the bones together... Be careful that the chicken bones get stuck in the esophagus!If it penetrates the wall of the esophagus and pokes the artery, I can't even save you!

Most of the roast chicken was eaten, and I went back to the shop waiter who was carrying the wine barrel, and I just turned back halfway.The giant man stood up by himself, stretched out his palm, and brought the barrel over.In his hand was an oak wine barrel as tall as half a person, as light as a straw.

"boom!"

The wine barrel fell, smoke and dust rose everywhere, and the surrounding seats shook three times.Bernard grabbed two wooden cups, chug chug, chug chug, filled them with beer.Gretel was just happy that he only had two glasses of wine, so he didn't have to drink any more, when he saw that guy holding up the barrel, tons, tons, tons...

isn't it? !

Is this glass of beer mine? !
Gretel stared wistfully at the glass in front of him.Just this thing, the mouth of the cup is bigger than his face, and the body of the cup is higher than his forearm, so it’s fine to call it a small barrel.Can he hold such a bucket?Do you want to add a bull force to yourself?Not good, the power of the bull is a level 2 magic, he can't learn it yet...

Besides, he doesn't drink alcohol.Can't drink in this life, and won't drink in previous lives-surgeons can't drink.Even if he knows how to drink, this glass of wine already exceeds the capacity of his stomach, right? !
Elder Erwin couldn't help laughing at the apprentice's embarrassed look.He gently stretched out his hand, put the two wooden cups in front of him, and beckoned to the waiter:

"A glass of wine.—no, a glass of mint water, and some white bread, and a plate of nuts. Serve the roast lamb!"

"No problem! Guest, please wait a moment!"

It is a big deal for guests to order roasted whole lamb.After a while, the owner of the hotel took Xiao Er and personally brought a whole roasted lamb over.Elder Erwin picked up a long knife and cut off a leg of lamb, and pushed most of the remaining sheep to Bernard.Then he turned his head to look at Gretel, picked up the leg of lamb, and poked it directly into his plate.

Give me all of this? !

Gretel instinctively leaned back tactically.Unexpectedly, the long knife flashed in front of him, one piece, two pieces, three pieces... three pieces of lamb fell into the dinner plate, followed by the leg of lamb, and returned steadily to the elder's dinner plate.

Gretel breathed a sigh of relief.With mint water, bread and nuts, he slowly ate the lunch that was too high in carbohydrates, high in fat and protein, and seriously deficient in vitamins and plant fibers, and burped lightly.On the opposite side of the seat, Bernard was still chewing wantonly, mutton fat and reddish gravy dripped from the corners of his mouth, sticking all over his beard.

The lamb backbone and lamb chops had completely disappeared.Bernard, with a leg of lamb in each hand, was eating lively.Gretel quickly glanced at his waist, eight-pack abs or eight-pack abs, that bucket of beer, half roast lamb, he didn't know where to eat it...

Can I really afford this guy...

Gretel was at a loss again.Elder Erwin leaned towards him quietly:

"Bernard is from the northern glacier. When I was traveling outside a few years ago, I saved half of their village. At that time, I agreed that when I needed it, I would send the warriors in the village to serve me for ten years. During these ten years, you It’s enough to feed him enough, and it doesn’t have to be so good usually. Armor and weapons, look at it.”

Understood, usually bread is the main food, and occasionally I take it to eat meat and beat teeth.Gretel relaxed slightly:

"Teacher, what about the salary?"

"...Why do you think that the warriors in the north need a salary? -Of course, if there is a shortage of food in their village, you can just buy food for dozens of gold coins!"

　Writing this barbarian, I don’t know why it’s so enjoyable to write, probably because I can’t eat meat like him (no)

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