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

Chapter 414 Sister, are you rubbing high-energy particles with your bare hands?

Bernard climbed up to the dragon's lair with great pains, but before he could stand still, he was lured by the phantom and rushed into the depths of the cave to fight against the mighty dragon.In the end, the result was good. With all his strength, he finally broke through to the realm of an eighth-level fighter, and then he was knocked over by the silver dragon's wings...

After adapting to the power gained from the advanced stage, he met Grete in a devious way, and went to Yinlong to thank him together.Then, out of courtesy, sit across the long table with the boss and listen to Ophelia:
"To display the current? It's quite simple." Ophelia picked up the silver pot with coiled patterns, and poured black tea into their cups one by one from left to right.The warm tea steamed into a thin mist, and Yinlong's fingertips lightly hooked, condensing the mist into a thin piece:
"Look, first of all, we condense a cloud. Do you know this magic?"

Gretel nodded quickly, his face full of envy.The first-level magic of the conjuration system, Hidden Mist, can attract a circle of thick fog and surround the caster.Of course he can do this magic, although the speed is not so fast, and the fog it brings is not so uniform.Cough, the main reason is that I can’t use it, so I’m too lazy to practice...

But no matter how much he practiced, he still couldn't do it like Yinlong's flicking his fingers to condense into a small cloud, thick and thin, even and abnormal.Then again, manipulating clouds and mists seems to be Yinlong's instinct?

He stole a glance at Cerilla.Cerilla had no sense of "secret", and made a face directly at him:

"I can do it too! Well, I just can't do like my aunt..."

"Cerilla is still young." Ophelia smiled kindly at her niece, then turned to Gretel:
"This magic was created by us to coax the children to play, and she is too young to use it. Look——"

As he spoke, his fingertips moved slightly, and the clouds and mist rose up and down, and a glare of light jumped up.Gretel took a tight breath, and threw himself in front of the cloud screen, almost sticking his nose against it:

"Scattering light—no, no, it's not light, it's—"

He swallowed it halfway through, and hurriedly grabbed a piece of silk and a glass rod, and wiped it vigorously.After wiping for a while, I used a glass rod to absorb a few pieces of paper, and approached the cloud screen cautiously.Three millimeters, two millimeters, one millimeter...

Under the watchful eyes of everyone, suddenly, the shredded paper swayed automatically at the tip of the glass rod without wind!
"It's not light, it's electricity!" Gretel suddenly raised his head, staring at Ophelia, who was smiling softly, with shock on his face:

"Electricity—or, magnetism?!"

Light and shadow appear in the clouds, related to electricity... ionization?Energetic particles? !Sister, rubbing the cloud chamber with your hands is fine, but rubbing high-energy particles with your hands? !
Even if it is a silver dragon, you are too strong!

"The little mage is not bad!" Ophelia looked at Gretel in surprise.It is quite good to be able to prove the electric field with this simple method; he actually went one step further, being able to associate electricity with magnetism?
Whether it is imagination or the foundation of arcane arts, they are all outstanding.

"That's right, it's indeed electricity and magnetism." She waved away the cloud with a smile, and pointed out the window casually:
"We live in this Dragon's Nest. When the weather is good at night, colorful light curtains can often appear in the northern sky. We watched and played when we were free. After watching, we figured out this little thing."

She spoke lightly, as if nothing had happened, but she was very proud of herself.Although the level is not high, except for illusion, he has no combat power, but without the background of an adult silver dragon, he really can't do it.Hey, it's a pity that my brother doesn't know anything, and neither do my fellow clansmen. I don't think it's any different from the phantom technique...

She looked to the left, Cerilla looked bored, and only wrote "it's just a kid's toy" on her face; looked to the right, Bernard was dazed, with a biscuit in his hand, wishing he could Even the plate is poured into the mouth.

Hello, my little biscuit!I baked it so hard!Can you taste the taste if you swallow it like this!
Forget it, it's a mistake to count on your niece. As for the barbarian, you shouldn't expect anything from him.Ophelia looked at Gretel again, her eyes lit up, and she was really happy:

Gretel stared straight at her, slowly opened his mouth wide, his eyes sparkling.Looking at it like that, I can't wait to throw myself into the ground.Well, it seems that he is a knowledgeable person, and he knows where the difficulty of this spell is!
Gretel was indeed on the verge of falling.It was made by studying the aurora... By studying the aurora, I made such a display screen...

Not relying on instruments, not relying on equipment, purely relying on the physical body to feel the earth's magnetic field and the flow of high-energy charged particles, as well as the luminescent phenomenon of particle flow colliding with atoms, and based on this, magic is created!

Boss, I can't even imagine how fierce you are!

Gretel's admiration put Ms. Yinlong in a good mood.She waved away the cloud and condensed it again. The light and shadow on the cloud screen changed, and the magic fluctuation was so slight that it was almost impossible to feel it if you didn't pay attention:

"As for your request, you just need to lead the current out and connect it to the cloud. How about it, do you want to learn it now?"

"Please teach me, Ms. Ophelia." Gretel immediately bowed his head:

"For this reason, as long as it is the price within my ability, I am willing to pay—"

"Hehe, the price is unnecessary, after all, you also helped me and Cerilla." Ms. Yinlong waved her hand kindly.There was a ding sound behind her, she hooked her fingers, and a plate of newly baked biscuits flew out of the oven and landed in front of Gretel:

"However, there is no price to learn the ready-made magic. It is still necessary for me to improve the magic. In this way, as a tuition fee, you can live here until the mountain is covered by heavy snow. During this time, can you handle the people who come to me for medical treatment? I will leave everything to you. How about it?"

"Great, ma'am!" Gretel's eyes lit up, and he immediately agreed:

"Thank you for your generosity!"

There is a new patient!New race, new disease!If you can't handle it, there are still people who will tell you the truth. This kind of good opportunity, you can't ask for it!

Gretel thus began his study career.This little magic that didn't even have a name was named Ophelia's Screen of Aurora after Gray asked Ms. Silver Dragon for permission.The requirements for casting spells are not high, and the intensity of the magic power fluctuations is at most level 1.

But the learning process is hard to describe.Ms. Yinlong taught in every possible way, and her saliva was dry, but Gretel could only condense the clouds and mist, but couldn't make the clouds and mist fluctuate.Its stubbornness makes Ophelia violent:

"Did you understand? Did you understand? Now that you understand, why can't you release such a simple magic? ——That fellow Dikal even said that you are a genius, what a genius!"

Gretel: "..." How easy is it?Do you think I look like Ultraman Tiga, who can easily shoot high-energy particle cannons?

I can't even flip a coin and rub an electromagnetic gun!

In the end, there was no other way. Ms. Yinlong retreated for seven days and seven nights, shed more than one dragon scale, and finally got rid of the state of instinctive spellcasting, and successfully drew the magic structure diagram.Gretel memorized it by rote according to the structure diagram, and when he finally succeeded in casting the spell, Ophelia looked at him with eyes that had become rotten wood:
Shall we send him away?
Do you want to send him down the mountain now?

While struggling, there was a loud flapping of wings at the door of the dragon's nest, and a loud voice shouted:

"Ma'am! Ms. Glorious Scale!—Help!"

(End of this chapter)