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

Chapter 1222 Necromancer legend, do you want to read my apprentice's thesis?

Master Bairbo left with a thick stack of copies of the thesis.After all, this is an elf forest. For the sake of Gretel's sake, others allow him to stay for a while, but it doesn't mean that he can stay here indefinitely——

The crisis of the Sun God is over, the fairy secret realm has been restored, Gretel has advanced, and it is time for him to say goodbye.

Keep everything on the line, so we can meet each other in the future. If you use up all your affection at once, if you want to come to mine in the future, or want to send disciples to mine, you will be too embarrassed to open your mouth.

Anyway, he has dug all the mines that should be dug, and the storage equipment is full, which should be enough for 80 years.

All kinds of equipment, materials, books left by Master Bilbo to Gretel, driving the airship, went straight to the plateau.

The mountain peak promised to him by the Sun God had long been sorted out by the natives, and now the ground was leveled a little, and the mage's tower rose from the ground under the urging of the magic formula.After setting up Tarling, the first thing to do is to send Gretel's thesis.

"Little Gretel writing papers again?"

The mobile tower spirit information is flying, from the Grand Master Tower in the Eagle Kingdom, to the east coast of the New World, and then directly to the Babel Tower in Nevis.In an instant, the Lord of Thunder got the news:

"Little Gretel is writing a new thesis again?... It's only been so long, and he has written such a thick stack. He won't be doing his job?"

As he spoke, he frowned and flipped through quickly.The thesis written by Gretel this time has a lot of illustrations, and the Tongtian Tata Ling did not print it out, but copied a crystal card, and sent the invisible servant directly to the Lord of Thunder.

At this time, the Lord of Thunder twisted the crystal card and touched it with his mind, causing it to project words and pictures one after another.The Lord of Thunder flipped through one article, and then another:
At the beginning, it was still word for word, and then it became paragraph by paragraph, and after that, I scanned one page at a glance, and then another page at a glance.Turning back, just look at the summary and the discussion at the end...

"Hey, the little guy's level is getting higher and higher, and his own path is getting more and more stable..."

And it was getting farther and farther away from his way of thunder, or in other words, from the path of the entire evocation department.As a teacher, he can give the little guy less and less guidance...

However, less does not mean none.The slender fingertips of the Lord of Thunder tapped the table once, twice, and three times.

In addition to giving advice on cultivation methods and xinxing, as well as imparting some general knowledge, as a teacher, he can also get some resources for his disciples, some very good resources...

"Mr. Hermon Cruise."

He called out loudly.The brilliance on the right side flashed, and in the crystal ball placed on the desk, a hazy human figure lit up:

"Honorable Lord of Thunder, please give me your instructions."

"Help me connect to the Immortal."

"Yes, sir! Immediately!"

The crystal ball turns on and off, and turns on and off.Flashing three times in a row, the hoarse and dry voice of the Immortal did not come from the crystal ball. Instead, it was the frustrated voice of the Babel Tower:

"Your Excellency Lord of Thunder, Your Excellency the Immortal will not receive any news... Recently, he suddenly had some realizations and temporarily retreated. Before he leaves the closed door, he will not receive any news..."

No message?

Still not answering my messages?

Don't think I don't know, half a month ago, you also reviewed the latest plague magic from the Necromancy School!It's only been half a month, what kind of insight can you have, and you are suddenly going to retreat?

The Lord of Thunder smiled softly.He bent his fingertips and tapped on the crystal card that Ta Ling had just sent:
"Help me send another message. ——Little Gretel just sent back the thesis. I saw that the medical branch of the conjuration department and the natural deity religion's research direction are quite suitable..."

Hey, even though in the conjuration department, the highest-level healer is only level 18, which cannot fully meet Gretel's requirements, and cannot study chromosomes in depth;

The deity religion is an outsider, not to mention their proficiency in electricity spells, I don't know how;
However, if you get this paper, you must spend a lot of effort on it!At that time, a large number of spell-casting materials, research resources, and monster materials...

First come first served!
Not to mention slow step by step, slow step by step.If you start researching first, you will be more likely to get results first, and you will be able to get feedback from the world first, and you will be more stable on the road to advancement in the future...

Before I finished my thoughts, the crystal ball was already dark.The Lord of Thunder smiled, hooked his fingers lightly, a glass jar opened naturally, and a few coffee beans flew out, suspended in the air, and rubbed against each other in a rustling manner.

Brush, brush, brush...

The fine coffee bean powder floats up by itself, suspending in the air, forming a coffee-colored cloud.Before the grinding was finished, a strange howl suddenly sounded from the top of the Sleepless Tower next door:
With a long tail sound, something rushed straight to the top of Tongtian Pagoda.When he reached the window of the Lord of Thunder, he stopped suddenly, but it was a smooth skull, hitting the window with his forehead, and made a few dry "empty" sounds:

"Christine! Keep that paper for me!"

It was His Excellency the Immortal who was so angry that he drove the public speaking skeleton of the Sleepless Tower and rushed out.The Lord of Thunder shook his head with a smile, moved his finger forward a little, and heard a soft "boo" in the air.

Immediately afterwards, the space was turbulent, a space door opened outside the study, and black smoke rolled out, surging.Black smoke was woven into a black robe, rolled and brushed, and the door opened.There is nothing under the robe, only the hood is held up by a skull:

"Where's the paper?!"

The Thunder Lord smiled and raised his hand.A chip floated up by itself, and the black robe couldn't wait to roll it over.In an instant, a large piece of light and shadow opened in the study, but it was the Immortal who used his magic power to project a paper at a time.

The black robe opened, covering all light and shadow.The Lord of Thunder sat comfortably at the desk, grinding coffee beans, brewing coffee, filtering coffee, adding milk, and latte art.

While carefully pulling out a complicated four-leaf clover shape from the coffee cup, he watched the black robe expand and unwind, curl and shrink. After a while, there was crackling inside and a small electric light flashed. Come.

Hmm... Is this trying to hand rub the microscope?
This is not easy... The Lord of Thunder picked up the coffee cup and took a sip leisurely:
Even for him, he had to try many times before he succeeded in the job of microscopic electron microscope.Among the disciples, only Philbi, who specializes in the electrical department, can succeed, and the other disciples, who are higher in level than her, can't make it out...

Let's see how many times you can try... Or, how many times can you try in front of me?
"Christine!"

——Sure enough, the Immortal only tried five or six times, and he was embarrassed to continue—or rather, he was embarrassed to continue in the Thunder Lord's study.

In the black robe, the pale and pale skull was lifted up, and two will-o'-the-wisps danced in the skull, staring at the Thunder Lord:

"Please cooperate with my research, what is the price?"

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