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

Chapter 757 Review meeting: How much do we owe Little Gretel? (Ten thousand rewards plus five more)
"So little Gretel has solved another problem for us?"

The problem of the Mithril Mine was completely resolved, and it was not until three days later that it was conveyed layer by layer and sent to the judging table.

The review member in charge of the Alchemy Guild from the Transformation Department clicked his tongue in surprise when he saw Gretel's name on the report.

"He's already level seven!" At the other end of the conference table, Old Sam from the Evocation Department knocked on the table unhappily:

"It's level seven, an intermediate mage! I'm no longer a child, don't call me little Gretel, little Gretel!"

Tsk, although he occasionally calls it that in private, or when he communicates with Gretel alone.

But middle-level mages, legendary disciples, should have their own dignity, and can't always be treated like children!

Yelling like this, if you are not careful, you will bully the little ones!

The Lord of Thunder is not here, and neither are his senior disciples. In case the little Gretel is bullied by the judges, or damages the interests, wait for the high-level executives to come back, tsk tsk~~~
"Oh, I'm already a seventh-level mage."

Archmage Grom of Black Rook Marsh sighed nostalgicly.

"When I saw him for the first time, he was still a second-level little mage, standing outside the fan lock in the middle of the night and calling for help..."

In a blink of an eye, it was already level seven.The term of their judging committee members has not yet completed one term!

That little, obedient little guy who was brought over and threatened by them, could be locked in the conference room to write articles to advance.

Now, he has become the backbone of the council, a level 7 magician and a five-ring arcanist!

"But that's where we got into trouble."

The review committee members of the Conjuration Department have been immersed in the calculations and have not participated in the discussion here.It wasn't until the result report was read quickly that he sighed:
"How much should he be paid for the fertilizer project? I just finished verifying it here. The dwarves are added in, and the contribution points have to be recalculated!"

Help!

Fertilizers to ward off a year without summer, that's a big project.It can even be said that it is a rare large-scale project that mobilizes the power of all factions in the parliament in recent years.

From the legendary mage at the highest level, to the high-level mage, to the apprentice running errands at the bottom, to the natural deity religion who cooperates next door.Among them, I don't know how many people are busy filling the stomachs of the whole country.

Everyone has different tasks and makes different contributions. To evaluate the value of work fairly and equitably, the amount of calculation is a mess.

However, Gretel participated in more than one sub-project!

From providing a way to measure the land, locking the three elements of nitrogen, phosphorus and potassium; to verifying the effect of ammonia; to tossing out the approximate route of artificially synthesizing ammonia.He's everywhere, everywhere.

There is not much work to do, but the work done is very critical!
In each direction, a great deal of manpower and time has been saved for the Parliament.According to the evaluation criteria of the council, the person who provides the idea takes the lead, and his contribution ratio is quite high!

The problem is that every time Grete makes troubles, the council has to urgently adjust the project contribution package...

For each sub-project, there is a dedicated group of people who are calculating the contribution value.Every adjustment is equivalent to their hours, days, or two days of work, and they have to roll up their sleeves and start counting again.

The magicians who are exclusive to the judging meeting, those who calculate contribution points by profession, now hear the name "Great Nordmark", they all feel dizzy, nauseous, and want to vomit, and have some adverse reactions.

"No way, take it down and let them recalculate." The conjurer shook his head:
"After all, it helped the council to solve a problem, and it was a big or small problem. If it is not solved, it will be very troublesome. This project is counted in fertilizer production, right?"

"That's right." The leader of the transformation department nodded affirmatively:

"It's a factory that produces ammonia, oh no, nitrogen fertilizer. I order the goods from the dwarves. They have the best craftsmanship and the highest precision in processing. It can keep them from making trouble and work honestly. It is indeed a part of fertilizer production. .”

The judging committee of the Conjuration Department approved a few things on the report, and threw them away casually.Immediately, a puppet with a round head and a round brain slid over, the top of its head opened, and it caught the report like a cylinder.

The puppet made a series of sound effects, slid out the door, and disappeared.

The conference room fell into silence again, and each reviewer was immersed in their work until another row of alchemy figures entered and began to distribute reports one by one.

Then, a new report fell from the alchemy puppet to Old Sam.The thick stack doesn't look like a report, but a book.Old Sam only glanced at the cover, then put his hand on his forehead:
"Little Gretel is messing with us again..."

"Hey, who said before that you can't call him Little Gretel?"

Of the eight judges, four of them complained in unison.

Old Sam read the summary, read the table of contents, and then scanned the content at a glance.Just close the cover and throw it aside.The report whirled and hit the conjuration magician's table directly.

"Hey, medical related, it's your business."

"Why is it my business again..."

The boss of the conjuration department muttered and opened the report again.This report is basically a detailed report of what Gretel did in the Mithril Mine:
The first part, the research and development process of streptomycin and the bacteria that can be killed;

The second part, the clinical experiment report of streptomycin;
The third part, the therapeutic effect of streptomycin on dwarves (attached the results of bacterial culture experiment, auscultation, chest x-ray and ct);
The fourth part is the estimation of the incidence of dwarf pneumonia, tuberculosis and other diseases during the previous trip to the dwarf royal court;
The fifth part, conjectures about the massive export of streptomycin to the dwarf kingdom...

"Guess, it's just a guess." The white-robed magician threw the report on the table and complained:

"What does this little guy think of us? There is no output, no price, no price, and no amount of money to sell it to the dwarf kingdom."

Forget it, the next part is the focus of his complaints:
"As for selling medicine to the dwarf kingdom, we can use this to influence their policies and make their ban on alcohol more smoothly..."

He was completely concerned about the demeanor of a high-level mage, so he didn't roll his eyes on the spot:
"This kind of suggestion involving a diplomatic plan, the little guy would rather spend a thousand words in circles than mention a single word directly! Is this using us as tools? To put it bluntly, we will do the rest of the work! "

"That can't be his fault." Archmage Grom took out the report, read it quickly, and defended Gretel with a smile:

"The production volume needs to be discussed with the Church of the God of Nature; the pricing and other matters must also be discussed with them. Diplomatic plans, although the little guy has traveled to the Dwarf Kingdom and received a mission, he is actually not a professional of……"

"Come on!" Several committee members nearby complained in unison:
"If you speak for him again, he won't be from Black Crow Swamp!"

Bang bang bang bang bang...

Skulls, leg bones, ribs, ink bottles, scrolls, once again flew all over the sky.

Complaints are complaints, things still have to be done.What's more, Gretel's suggestion was really good, so everyone had to break down the tasks and arrange them one by one.

The matter is not big, but there are many departments involved, and the level is extremely high.Everything needs to be discussed, considered, and needs to be claimed by different departments and schools of thought, to cooperate with each other, and to argue with each other...

Just for this report, the judges spent a long time drooling.After the discussion was finally over, the member of the Protection Department glanced at the form and suddenly said:
"By the way, how much contribution points will the council pay the little guy this time?"

"..."

"..."

Instant chill.The member of the conjuration department turned over a page of the record book, and mentally calculated the contribution of the report just now, and gave a vague number:

"...1000?"

"Why are there so few!"

Old Sam and Archmage Grom spoke in unison.As soon as the words fell to the ground, they turned their heads to look at each other, glaring at each other like black-eyed chickens.On both sides of the long table, several other judges who had nothing to do with themselves turned their heads silently.

Black Crow Swamp and Thunder Horn are fighting each other for Little Gretel's identity, which is already a routine scene.Calm down, calm down~~~
The member of the conjuration department couldn't calm down.Those two pinched each other, but in the end they still had aspirations and would come to question him.He seized the time to sort out his thoughts, and knocked on the table:
"The contribution value currently assessed is about measuring the soil and solving the problem in the Mithril area. As for the problem of ammonia production and the sale of new medicines to the dwarf kingdom..."

He pulled out two documents and pushed them forward:

"It is estimated by the Church of the God of Nature that if you don't use divine magic to promote birth, you can increase production by more than 50% if you only use fertilizer. ——If you can keep down the cost of fertilizer, fertilizer alone will be a very profitable business."

However, nitrogen fertilizer needs to be produced by building a large-scale device and guarded by a magician; phosphorus fertilizer needs to travel across the ocean and pull it back from the small island of the Storm Islands; potassium fertilizer needs to toss ore.

Food is of course the most important thing, but how to reduce the cost as much as possible still needs to be explored by spellcasters.

"Our current idea is to make it a project. If it makes a profit, the relevant personnel will share the profit together. As one of the key providers of technology, Master Nordmark will definitely get an appropriate share."

Of course, how much is the specific share...

This, the project is not finished yet, so don't worry about it.Besides, it might be better for everyone to wait until the legendary mage behind the back comes back and talk about the share slowly, isn't it?
"The same is true for the new drug. Anyway, there is no way to expand the production capacity for the time being at Master Nordmark, and the Church of the God of Nature can't spare it. Expansion, valuation, and negotiation all take time."

Archmage Grom drew his hood and hid himself in the shadows, seeming to accept the statement.Old Sam was out of his mind for a while, and asked abruptly:
"Then when these projects are put into operation, won't he no longer be short of money?" With this kid's character, he is no longer short of money. God knows what he will do!
"It's okay, he wants a lot." Beside him, the master of transformation department calmly said:

"I remember that he hasn't paid off the money for the tower spirit? Even if he has paid it off, with the tower spirit, he wants to get another mage tower, so let's save money slowly..."

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3000 words!
Another reward has been paid off!
Even the monthly ticket plus change is still three short!

Ask for a monthly ticket, ask for a recommendation ticket, ask for a book review, ask for various~~~
And, here comes the vegetable pack!It's no problem to be able to stay for seven days!Chest up~~~
(End of this chapter)