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

Chapter 79 The old magician's gift was robbed?

What is this?
Gretel glanced at the old magician's palm.Sorry, I don't know.

A spindle-shaped stone, small, less than half the size of a knuckle.Pale yellow, translucent, glossy, it doesn't look like a gem.

He looked at Mage Gehrman for some unknown reason, and wanted to ask for an explanation—or if he could get this thing.Before he could speak, two voices sounded at the same time:

"Ain Stone? Teacher, this is too precious!"

"This is mine! Mine!"

The two people who spoke, one was Mage Gehrman, and the other was the old wizard's grandson, the bear boy George.Gretel's eyes moved slightly, and he saw the bear boy rushing straight over and grabbed the stone:

"Grandpa's words are nothing! Say it to me!"

"Who told you that!" The old magician roared and chased after him.The bear child was screaming, running from east to west, and then from west to east. After all, the old magician was too old to catch up for a while.After running back and forth two times, I could only stop and shout out of breath:
"It's saying that I will give it to you if you break through to a level 1 magician! If you don't break through, it's not yours! Stop! Hand it over!"

"Don't pay!"

"you!"

A series of incantations followed.Gretel couldn't make out what it was, only to see the bear child stumbled suddenly and rolled to the ground.The old magician rushed up to arrest someone, and the bear boy rolled around on the ground, in a hurry, and simply shoved something into his mouth:
"I won't give it to you! Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuh!

Roars and clamors rang out.Gretel did not concern himself, nor did he persuade or stop him, and quietly watched from the sidelines.

If you don't give him the Ain stone, you won't give it to him.He was taught from a young age that what he earns is his own, and no matter how good other people's things are, they are also other people's.Besides, he doesn't even know what this stone is...

So what's going on?

Gretel struggled to find his memory.In the web articles I read and the games I played in my previous life, it seems, as if, as if such a name was mentioned.It seems to be something that can fly and circle around the mage's head?It is a piece of equipment, what attributes can it add to the mage?

It feels so fancy...

Gretel grinned just thinking about it.The old magician and the bear child ran away and chased one after another, roaring and screaming, he had no intention of gaining or losing, and just watched it as a play.If it weren't for the fact that he didn't have a mobile phone or internet, he actually wanted to shoot a video on the spot and send it to Douyin. The title was: Bear Child and His Bear Parents...

However, as soon as the coughing sound came out, Grete's expression changed.

This cough is so bad!The bear boy was still rolling on the ground just now, putting the stone in his mouth, wouldn't he swallow it?

asphyxia!

Tracheal foreign body!

Esophageal foreign body!

A series of dangerous symptoms, bold and black, and highlighted at the top, appeared one after another.Grete let go of his steps and ran over, shouting as he ran:

"Don't grab it! Watch out! Don't choke in the intake pipe!"

Just halfway through the run, my feet suddenly slipped.Obviously the ground was flat and clean, and there was nothing strange, but Gretel snorted, turned his back to the sky, and fell heavily to the ground.

"..." Ow, it hurts!
Gretel put one hand on the ground, rubbed his tailbone with the other, and grimaced in pain.Only at this time did I hear the lingering voice next to me, Master Elliot's warning sound:

"...Be careful with the greasy technique!"

Big brother, can you remind me sooner next time... Gretel wants to cry without tears.

He got up ooh ooh.Not far from the vicinity, the old magician also carried his bear child and got up with a dark face:
"Where's the Ain Stone! Take it out!"

"Swallow it..." The ten-year-old boy cried and grimaced.The old man raised his eyebrows, and Master Gehrman hurried up to comfort him:
"Just swallow it, the child will be fine. The Ain stone is not big. It will come out as it is in a few days, and it will still be usable."

Hope it's actually swallowed.Gretel thought silently.Ain stone is not large, and the tip does not look sharp, and the probability of scratching the esophagus is very small.As long as it goes down from the esophagus, if you are not unlucky, there is a high probability of normal discharge in a few days.

The old magician looked ugly.He raised his hand to hit, but was reluctant to press the child's forehead:
"Really swallowed? You...you!"

The boy lowered his head and dared not make a noise.The old magician still wanted to explain a few words to Gretel, but was really speechless.After tangled for a moment, he threw the sentence "I'll let you see the joke", dragged the child, turned his head and left.

"Greet, you've worked hard for you today." Master Gehrman watched the teacher disappear from the door, sighed, and calmly appeased Gret:

"We all see your achievements. Don't worry, the Mage Tower will not lose your resources for the whole year next year."

"Thank you, Master Master. ... Then, I'll retire first?"

Mage Gehrman nodded distractedly.Gretel took the opportunity to oil the soles of her feet.Back to the dormitory on the second floor, but could not sleep, tossing and turning for a while, got up to light the lamp, write and draw.

The plan to clean up the city during the day was rejected halfway through, and he couldn't hold his breath——

Write the plan clearly, write it completely, and write down all the key points of operation and profit model, and then ask the teacher to discuss it!
There is also the Mage Tower. I learned today that the Mage Tower also has a profit requirement - I don't believe they are not interested!
snort!
Gretel wrote in one breath and fell asleep in the middle of the night.In his sleep, it seemed that a diamond-shaped stone was spinning around him, and he couldn't drive it away or catch it.Gretel tried twice and almost woke herself up...

The next morning, Gretel got up early to finish his meditation and went upstairs to eat.As soon as I opened the door, I saw a servant wiping and wiping outside. When he saw him, he greeted him diligently and brought him a small basket of dewy berries.

Gretel gave him a strange look.This servant serves the mage in daily life. For a mage apprentice like him, he just regularly cleans the living room and puts down a pot of white water, and he disappears.Gretel occasionally wants to eat a late-night snack, and has to go to the kitchen to find food...

What's going on now?Do you know that the old magician praised him last night?The news is brilliant!
He took it over and prepared to eat it as a snack between reading in the morning.The servant immediately bent over, half smirk and half worry on his face:
"Master Mage, I heard... the assessment of our Mage Tower... is not going well?"

Whether it goes well or not doesn't matter to you, does it?Gretel nodded casually and walked straight to the stairs.The servant followed him step by step, his waist bent lower:
"I heard that the Mage Tower will deduct resources next year? Will it deduct salaries? Will we reduce our salaries? Will we be kicked out?"

"...Isn't that true?" Gretel paused, a little funny. "If you deduct resources again, how many salaries will you lose?"

He waved his hands and walked up the stairs.Climbing up half a floor, I suddenly slapped my forehead, and suddenly realized:

Why do people worry about that amount of money?
The servants of these mage towers, don't look at each and everyone in the tower, they go out to do things on behalf of the magic tower, at least they are also the stewards of a village.That style, that income, middle-class start.

What people are really worried about is that the magic tower will be replaced by the host, and the golden job will be smashed, right?
I feel that even a servant in the mere has a sense of crisis than him...

　I watched "The Town Demon Museum" today, woo woo woo, take a good look

　　When will I be able to write such moving words?

　　Routinely asking for collections, asking for recommendations, asking for book reviews... Please keep reading, don't keep books...

　　


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