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

Chapter 194 Why don't you go to the necromancy school?

The teleportation circle keeps flickering.

One paper after another emerged from the transfer box and fell into the sorting center on the 10th floor of the Babel Tower.The transfer port of the sorting center is smooth and flat, with a slight downward slope, and the papers slide into the lower formation along the transfer port.Above the magic circle, a piece of blue light lit up, and it swept straight to the cover of the paper, the area where keywords were written.

"Keywords, Necromancer, Evoke, Beastman, Necronomicon School"

Outside the magic circle, the three-foot-diameter disc rotated 3/8 of a circle and stopped accurately.The magic circle was slightly tilted, and the papers in the center were poured into the transmission box directly in front.A ray of light disappeared.

"Keywords, new plants, toxicity, transfer to the school of prophecy."

The disc continues to rotate clockwise. After 5/8 laps, a delivery box marked "Prophecy" stopped and picked up the papers.The identification of new items, unless otherwise specified, will be classified into the school of prophecy and included in the identification resource pool.

"Keywords, thermometer, production, body temperature? Transformation school..."

With a plop, Gretel's "On the Making of a Simple Thermometer and the Role of Body Temperature Measurement in Medical Care" slid forward and fell into the transfer box of the School of Change.The teleportation magic was activated, and the next moment, it appeared on the top of Igor Peak, the No. 11th floor of the sub-tower of the School of Change, and was held up by a pair of invisible arms.

"New paper? No magic attached..."

Another magic circle buzzed into operation.Lines of handwriting and pictures appeared on the white paper, and the newly arrived papers were copied in duplicate.The invisible hands took out the papers, put them into two boxes respectively, opened the drawer on the belly of the alchemy puppet next to it, and stuffed it in.

"Directly to Mr. Aslan, Mr. Sloan."

"Yes, directly to Mr. Aslan, Mr. Sloan~~~"

The alchemy puppet responded sweetly.The wheels under its feet rolled, and it blew "tick, tick, tick" and drifted out of the room.Go through the aisle, enter the elevator, go to the corresponding floor, take out the paper, and put it in the waiting file basket of the magician on duty.

In this way, Gretel's papers were divided out one by one.Two papers related to healing went to the school of magic and medical treatment, two papers related to microscopes were assigned to the school of prophecy, and the paper on the proof of curbing dysentery was sent to the school of necromancy like other papers on spreading the plague.

"Edgar! The Gretel you mentioned last time submitted a paper for us!"

Pyramid negative 12 floors - yes, the peak of Eagle Peak, under the pyramid-shaped mage's tower, there is also a symmetrical inverted pyramid.On the negative 12th floor, a crow with white spots on its wings spread its wings and flew over, stopped outside the magic barrier, and screamed loudly.

"Have you submitted a paper?"

Master Edgar stopped the quill in his hand and pressed the ruby ​​on the skull's left eye.

The ruby ​​retracted inward, a small opening was opened in the magic barrier, and the crow flew in immediately.Without waiting for the owner to greet, it landed on the top of the skull by itself, lowered its head and pecked at the sapphire of the skull's right eye.

The invisible barrier rose again, shutting the screams, shouts, and banshee's singing out of the room again.

The crow raised one paw proudly.Master Edgar untied the ribbon on its feet, took down a paper, and handed the crow two pieces of jerky:

"Thank you, Mr. Spencer. Give my regards to your master, to whom I owe a favor."

The crow finished eating the jerky slowly, pecked open the barrier, and flew away.Master Edgar hummed and unfolded the thesis:

"Submitting papers so soon? It seems that this kid is still very interested in our Black Crow Swamp..."

Not every one of Gretel's papers has been so lucky.The two magicians on duty at the School of Conjuration, one went out to visit friends, and the other happened to have a large-scale experiment, and told in advance not to disturb.As a result, the papers they were responsible for reviewing were naturally transferred to the students, and even the students' students.

"Classification of wounded soldiers on the battlefield? Why is this kind of paper sent to us? Obviously, it should be something that the priest cares about... The author is a second-level mage? I don't know how to study magic at the second level? I don't do my job properly!"

The two microscope-related papers were even more unlucky.It's not that the reviewer is not doing his job properly, but that during the process of transporting the microscope, the apprentice who was carrying the box fell down...

"Bang! Whoa!"

So, the magician in charge of the audit scratched his scalp in embarrassment at a strange thing that was crooked and had a few pieces of glass missing:
"...How can this thing be restored?"

Forgive him for not being good at this... If he was good at it, he would have been an alchemist in the transformation department back then, and he wouldn't have been squatting bitterly in the prophecy department...

The college instructor who recommended him said this:
"If you smash the Mineral Encyclopedia, just smash it. Anyway, the book won't break."

Then, with the microscope whose eyepiece was thrown off and the stage crooked, he began to struggle to read papers and write evaluations with trepidation...

Ten days later, half of the students in the training class got job offers, or invitations to visit a certain mage tower or a certain organization.As for Gretel, he has been empty-handed so far, and has only received feedback on some papers one after another:

"The thermometer was invented at least 100 years ago. Suggest the author to expand the reading of the paper, or... at least visit the magic equipment store more?"

... Well, a small place, a poor place, is so sad.Speaking of which, why doesn't the Magic Council set up an automatic query system for papers, similar to HowNet?

Gretel shrugged and continued to read the second reply: "The way of classifying wounded soldiers is not magically original for medical spells. It is recommended that the author focus on magic and not be distracted by other fields. "

In other words, is this scolding me for not doing my job properly, or telling me not to write papers?In short, it is another "not approved".Without any rewards for research points and contribution points, these two papers are written for nothing.

The article discussing the principle of sterility was given a basic score and a basic contribution point without any pain; the two articles on the microscope also only had a basic score...Grete faced the crooked microscope in the box, and fell into a The two eyepieces were speechless for a moment, but they also understood why there was such a comment.As for the one about dysentery...

The review reads enthusiastically:

"This article uses creative research methods and detailed evidence to prove the transmission mode of dysentery, a plague, and the way to curb it. This article has extremely important reference value for the entire plague branch... It is recommended to reward 30 points for research and contribution 50 o'clock..."

Which necromancer did this hit?
Or is Black Rook Fen trying to court me as a whole?
Gretel was speechless for a long time.Long paragraphs of comments were written for half a page, and between the lines, it was completely saying "come to us, plague or something, do whatever you want to study..."

Or go to Necromancy?Gretel thought a little waveringly.In any case, if you enter the School of Necromancy, you can at least dissect corpses casually...

Gretel gripped the paper with some reluctance.He walked out of the white tower, raised his head, and looked in the direction of the peak of Igor.Thick clouds covered most of the peak, and Gretel knew that there were eight mage towers of different shapes standing in the clouds, and the towering tower in the center of the peak...

By the way, why haven’t I responded to the paper I wrote on phlogiston? They won’t really do repeated experiments, right? Speaking of which, Lavoisier did the experiment and burned it for twelve days in a row...

"boom!"

A thunderous tremor rang through the sky.Gretel's pupils shrank, and he saw a big hole in the dense clouds covering the tower, the clouds rolled and flowed outwards, revealing the towering tip of Tongtian Tower.

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