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

Chapter 1239 Little Gretel, you are here with the elves, you can have whatever you want!
"Little Gretel, necromancy or something, we elves, don't learn it."

Judian squatted beside Gretel, persuading him earnestly.Gretel turned his head to look into his eyes, said "hmmm" twice, indicating that he was listening, then turned back to the desktop, and began to write quickly:
"The meaning of blood replenishing spells... As we all know, the current healing techniques can quickly heal wounds and regenerate limbs, but they can't replenish the lost blood... Patients need a long recovery period..."

"Any creature has to die one day. After death, ashes return to ashes, dust returns to dust, and enter the natural cycle. This is part of the natural law." Judian took two steps like a crab, moved to the front of Gretel, and continued advice:
"Forcibly evoking undead spirits violates the laws of nature and will arouse the disgust of nature...Little Gretel, we can't do that..."

"I know, Judian. I'm just researching and researching, and I won't wake up a ghost." Gretel stopped writing, looked at him, and nodded again.Then, lowering his eyes, he continued to write:

"During the recovery period, you may go into shock due to blood loss at any time, and you need high-level healing techniques to maintain your vital signs... The existence of blood-replenishing spells fills the gap in healing techniques..."

"It's best not to even do research." Udian breathed a sigh of relief, and continued to move two steps horizontally like a crab, moving to the left hand side that did not hinder Gret's writing, and stretched out his hand to gently pull his arm:

"Little Gretel, you are a foreigner, and you are a cub. Once in a while, you get a skeleton to help you do things, and everyone ignores it. If you really conduct large-scale research, many people will..."

"Don't worry, I won't get to the point of actual operation." Gretel simply put down his pen, turned his body sideways, and looked at Judian seriously:

"I just study the spell model, disassemble its principles, compare and compare, and extract the needed model fragments for use. ——And, what I finally make will be a healing spell."

"Can healing spells be made in necromancer magic?"

Yudian maintained the shape of a crab—legs outstretched, arms outstretched—and jumped straight up.The half-step legend has a face full of disbelief:

Necromancers, healing spells, what are you kidding?
Little Gretel wouldn't be brainwashed by necromancy, would he? !

"No, Judian." Gretel explained to him seriously:

"Think about it, Bahuan's cloning technique can use a small piece of meat to grow a whole human body, and it can also bring the human body back inside to revive. There must be the power of growth in this!"

You Dian: ...Oops, Little Gretel's brain was really tainted by necromancy...

With his hands behind his back, he walked around the table once, and then once again, watching Grete lower his head and write quickly.I tried my best to rack my brains, thinking about how to persuade Gretel to give up necromancy:
"The same is growth. Can't you refer to other spells? For example [Regeneration]? This can also regenerate limbs...why do you have to refer to necromancy?"

"what!"

Gretel stopped as if struck by lightning.Mouth slightly opened, eyes straightened, without saying a word.You Dian leaned over in front of him and looked left and right, his head dangling from side to side, passing directly in front of his line of sight several times, but Gretel did not blink;
Then he walked around to his side and slapped his hands twice. Gretel remained motionless, as if he didn't hear anything;

Raise your hands again, wanting to make a bigger commotion...

A cold gaze suddenly pierced over.Cerilla stepped forward, bowed slightly, and stared at him threateningly.

You Dian: ...Okay, I won't bother him, okay?I'm going to find the elders!
Know that you are there for him no matter what!
I'm so angry, why don't I have such a girlfriend!

He turned and left.After a while, Elder Fahim was dragged over.The elder put his heels on the ground, leaned back vigorously, and replied perfunctorily:

"All right, all right, you don't have to push so hard...Little Gretel won't go astray... I see, I'll go over and have a look..."

The two of them procrastinated and came all the way.The elder looked at Gretel carefully, and saw that his eyes were straight and he was obviously still in his own thoughts, so he quietly stood a little farther away, rolled up the manuscript paper, and read it carefully:
"...Although there is such a technique as blood transfusion, blood transfusion and blood replenishment magic cannot completely replace each other:

For one thing, we don't have enough understanding of the elves' blood type classification. In this case, blood transfusion may cause agglutination;

Furthermore, blood transfusion requires a quiet environment and cannot be performed immediately on the battlefield;
Three, during the blood transfusion, side effects such as heart failure and allergic reactions may occur..."

"Therefore, we need a new healing spell that can quickly increase the number of blood cells and restore blood volume..."

Elder Fahim nodded, shook his head, and nodded again.Finally, he smiled helplessly:
"It's written like the kind of report applying for project funding... What a little guy, how can he learn to be like those humans, to do something, you have to write a lot of reports..."

Even so, any allocation of resources must have certain rules.Here in the elves, especially in the rainforest, the land is vast and sparsely populated, and the resources that can be produced in the forest are extremely rich. Whatever you need, you can pick it up and exchange it casually;
But in the human world, the land is narrow and densely populated, and resources are scarce.Everyone writes reports, makes plans, and applies for resources according to the plans, which is more conducive to the overall development than to raise your fists, or to see who has a strong background and who grabs more.

Hey, hard work little guy.If I stay here with the elves in the future, I won't have to rack my brains to write such reports.With a few of their elders around, it can be guaranteed that Grete will have whatever he wants...

He looked at Gretel lovingly, and patiently read the manuscript once, twice, and three times.

While watching, he squinted at Gretel's expression, and finally waited until his eyeballs rolled around, and his eyes narrowed bit by bit.Lips twitched and murmured:
"Regeneration...Regeneration...the spell model for regeneration...it's better if there are detailed instructions...the council's inventory is not detailed enough, it's best to ask Elder Fahim...the elder!"

Is this finally back to normal?Finally saw me?Elder Fahim is funny:
"You want regeneration, right? Spell model, detailed analysis, what else do you want?"

"Ah... I want these for now, and I will ask you later... Maybe I need some rabbits, rabbits and rabbits..."

Gretel's answer ended in a series of low grunts.A huge, huge scroll of animal skin that could be used as a quilt cover hit him head and face, covering his whole body underneath.

"Come on, the spell model you want... When you have memorized all these, come to me again, and I will explain it to you in detail!"

With the spell model of [Regeneration] and the cross-comparison with [Clone], Gretel's research progress has indeed made rapid progress.

It took him half a month to scan and record the [Regeneration] spell model—mainly because the model drawn on the animal skin scroll was flat, and it required a huge amount of calculations to unfold it into a three-dimensional one.

Even with Elder Fahim's guidance and detailed explanations, completing this kind of development within half a month is considered to be a solid foundation for Gretel, and his calculation level has not dropped.

...In fact, after traveling to another world, as a magician, he often needs to calculate spell configurations. Gretel's calculation level has made great progress, reaching the level of his postgraduate graduation:
After all, in the era of the deputy director of the emergency department in my previous life, I only needed to calculate heart rate, rehydration, medication, etc., as well as the patient's medical insurance expenses. None of the difficult calculations are useful!
After scanning and recording, the work of calculating and comparing the common parts is handed over to the meditation core.Of course, this comparison of calculations cannot be done by Gretel doing his own work, and the biological computer in the meditation core is on-hook to calculate——

Gretel had enough food and drink, adjusted his state, leaned against the trunk of an ancient tree with his oak stick in his arms, and fell into meditation.

The oak stick trembled for a while, the roots of the tree penetrated deeply into the ground, branches and leaves grew, and a small canopy was propped up above Gretel's head and under the shade of the old tree.

Meditate, meditate.Mobilize all the mental power, use mental power as fuel, promote the biological computer, and do calculations and comparisons with all your strength.

5 minutes.

10 minutes.

half an hour.

One hour.

two hours...

"Is Gretel alright?"

Youdian probed his head.Cerilla squatted in front of Gretel, carefully scrutinized his face, and quietly shook her hand to Judian.

three hours.

"Gretel still meditating? Is he hungry?"

Aniri Linge stood far away on the edge of the open space, his lips moved, and a soft breeze brought the voice to Cerilla's ears.Cerilla sat cross-legged in front of Gretel, looked at him again, and continued to shake her hands:

I ate very full in the morning. I ate two snake eggs bigger than a fist, two pieces of capybara meat, and a large sheet of tortilla meat sauce. You shouldn't be hungry, right?
four hours.

A series of abnormally bright purring sounds came from Gretel's abdomen.

But he is still meditating.Should I shake him awake?It seems that meditation cannot be interrupted. If it is interrupted, all previous efforts will be wasted, and people will be injured...

Just as he was thinking, a tender green twig protruded from the tip of the oak stick, approached quietly, and brought it to Gretel's mouth.Gretel closed his eyes and still didn't open them, he subconsciously grabbed the twig and sucked hard.

Stop, stop, and take another bite.

Hey, that's not bad... The oak stick is finally sensible!I can help the master!

Celera stared at Gretel without blinking.After sucking a dozen or so mouthfuls, Gretel seemed to finally feel full, his lips and teeth were slightly parted, and he put the branch back.

Cerilla stared at the twig with teeth marks at the end, before it was completely retracted, she shot like lightning and grabbed it:
"Suck it~~~"

Ah, sweet!

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