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

Chapter 945 Hand over all outsiders to the Son of Thunder God, except...
Gretel's wishful thinking ping-pong:
On the pretext that the production of vaccines requires manpower, all people from the Kingdom of Kent in the Kingdom of Eagles must come out.If it doesn't work, all the magicians have to come out.

Well, in this case, wouldn't Brother Lynn have successfully escaped danger?
There is no need to hit the door head-on, if you really go to fight, the other party will use Big Brother Lin En as a hostage, but will tie their hands and feet...

Unfortunately, however, things backfired.Strictly speaking, it wasn't that it backfired, but that it hit the cotton with a punch:
The priestess didn't pay attention to his speech, but looked at his interspatial bag helplessly.To be exact, he looked at the direction in which those papers disappeared, with a sad face...

"Hey, she seems to really believe that pasting these papers on the plague girl can kill her!"

In the telepathic connection, Serila said with a smile.Gretel is full of black lines:

"Don't make trouble!"

What does she think this paper is?Is it a talisman drawn by Zhang Tianshi, or a post posted by Buddha Tathagata?

That golden post with the words "Om, Well, Nee, Ba, Mi, Hum" written in big characters, if pasted on it, the whole mountain will take root and fit together, and can the Monkey King be pressed down?

Look at my head, does it look like a bald head without a single hair, or does it look like lumps, all of which are tumors?
"Master Shenzi, can you put these...these..." The priestess stared at the place where the paper disappeared, made a gesture, and struggled to organize the words:

"Bring us a copy? Although I don't understand, there are old wise men in the city of mountains, and the omnipotent eagle and snake gods..."

Gretel thought about it, but it wasn't impossible.Just like working on a project in partnership with others, you must give a copy of the project plan and related materials no matter what.

Besides, there is no need to give the original copy, isn't there still a copying technique?

The only problem is...it seems that there is not enough paper... He stretched out his hand forward, spreading his palm flat and facing upwards:
"Bring it."

"What?"

"Paper! What else? What do you use to copy text and record important messages?"

The priestess opened and closed her lips, as if she didn't know what to say, she gestured weakly.On the right, the Great Witch Ji of the Kestrel tribe leaned back slightly, and whispered a few words.

His disciple ran out at a trot, and after a while, came in with a large object.

"My dear son of God, this is..."

Gretel no longer had the energy to complain about the title "Master Shenzi".His eyes drooped and drooped, looking at the object held in both hands by the young witch priest and presented in front of him.

A rough look at a brick, a closer look is still a brick, a brick with a pattern... The pattern is quite regular...

"Clay tablet?"

he asked hopelessly.The priestess nodded first, then shook her head:
"It's not the same as what we use...they are burnt out, we use it, it's dried in the sun..."

Gretel's eyes darkened.

He really didn't want to discriminate against clay tablets.

After all, in human history, clay tablets have been used in Mesopotamia, Crete, Mycenae and other places, including the Aztec or Mayan civilization in South America, or the Inca civilization.

The problem is, the shortest of his theses is five or six thousand words, and the longer ones are tens of thousands of words, should they all be copied on clay tablets?
Not to mention whether there are enough clay tablets, even if there are, how are you going to bring them back!

Tow it by truck?
He was slandering, and there was already a crisp sound of "pop" in the temple.The Great Witch Ji of the Kestrel tribe waved his arms and slapped the little apprentice on the back of the head:
"What are you doing in a daze! Hurry up and prepare the clay tablet!"

"Yes Yes!"

Crashing, a group of young witch priests swarmed out.While running, he was still shouting:

"Hurry up, hurry up! Call the people! Call the warriors! Making clay tablets is not an easy job!"

"We need a lot of clay tablets! A lot! What, I don't know how many? I can make as much as I can!"

"These are the only wooden frames for making clay tablets? Hurry up and chop it up, idiot! You don't have to wait for me to tell?!"

For a moment, the sound of dredging, water pouring, and the chant of "Hangyo Hangyo" ramming earth rang out outside the temple...

Gretel closed his eyes in pain.He forced himself to ignore the noise outside—of course, he also ignored Miss Yinlong who was constantly hahahaha in the telepathic connection, and said seriously:

"I'll talk about what I'm going to do, how to save more than 20 people from smallpox. The first method is to replicate as many of these powders as possible."

He pointed to the test tube containing the vaccinia vaccine in front of the priestess.Taking out a piece of paper, the oak stick rolled with [Endless Ink Pen] automatically stretched out of his pocket, and recorded:

"In my hometown, these medicinal powders are planted on the bodies of cattle to make them grow as much as possible and produce more of the same kind. However, the cattle here are of different types and have different degrees of strength. Can these medicinal powders grow? , I'm not sure."

The priestess looked down at the tube of powder, with a solemn but dazed expression, like a poor student who is desperately memorizing in an advanced mathematics class, hoping to pass the final...

Gretel paused for a moment.After giving her a little rote time, go on:
"If it can't reproduce in cattle, we need to use other things as the carrier of this drug replication." For example, E. coli, or other bacteria:
"For this, I need someone to help me prepare the breeding base, ensure a constant temperature and humidity in the dispensing room, and keep records. I need at least 10 people, all of whom must be literate and able to write, preferably spell casters."

The priestess's thick lips covered in gold powder opened and closed, closed and opened again, as if she wanted to say something, but she didn't know where to start.Gretel sighed:

"If these two methods fail, we can only take the pathogen directly from the patient and reduce their ferocity. For this reason, I need a spellcaster with extensive experience in growth and reproduction, especially plague, as an assistant. "

Direct reproduction, indirect reproduction, attenuated vaccines.After explaining two technical routes and three methods in one breath, the priestess's glamorous face was completely stiff, and even the gold powder in the dark green eyeshadow stopped flickering.

As for the two Golden Eagle fighters next to them, they already looked at their noses, their noses at their mouths, and their mouths at their hearts. They were cos123 wooden people there.Anyway, their task is to fight, anyway, this kind of work that requires thinking has never had anything to do with them...

"They don't seem to understand..."

In the telepathic connection, Serila said with a smile.

I really don’t understand. These few paragraphs seem simple, and it’s really impossible for people who don’t have any knowledge of vaccine manufacturing to understand... So why do you gloat like this?
Are you so happy to find that they don't understand?

Gretel complained silently, and with a wave of his hand, the recording paper floated to the opposite side:

"You take this piece of paper and go back and present it to your gods, or wise men, or whoever you like. In short, I need assistants, and as many assistants as possible—"

He reached out to recall the floating disc, and stuffed it back under his buttocks, so that he could sit more comfortably:
"You need to be able to read and write, and it's best to have the ability to cast spells. By the way, don't come to attack you, the white ghosts caught by you, those people making trouble will delay my progress."

"It would be best if there are spellcasters who are good at plague and death."

"Aren't you going to the country of eagles?"

The priestess' eyes widened in surprise.The thick black eyelashes are slightly upturned, and the water waves in the pupils are slightly rippling, only the shadow of Gretel is reflected:
"With your identity and what you want to do, come to us, we will definitely treat you as a VIP! If you want someone, you need something! ——Bring the assistant you need here, and you will cross the territory of the plague girl, Many people will die!"

She is so pitiful and cute, and she is so focused on a certain person's posture that even Iron Man will soften his heart when he sees it.However, Gretel only had brother Lynn who was in danger in his heart, and turned a blind eye to her gesture, with a heart of stone:
"I won't go. There are people here, there are cattle, and most importantly, I can start working immediately. I will go there with you. If there is something wrong, shall I come back?"

The priestess tried to persuade her again and again, but she couldn't do anything, and she didn't dare to drag her down by force, so she could only leave with the Golden Eagle warriors.As for the thesis, she would also like to take it back, but with copying, it is impossible to leave the words on the clay tablet...

In vain, the young witch priests brought their subordinate soldiers, poured water and mud, and now tossed out a dozen clay tablets.Gretel was exceptionally cooperative and copied on the clay tablets by himself. However, a full clay tablet was copied, which was less than a tenth of a thesis.

Obviously, copying all the papers and bringing them back has exceeded their loading capacity.

The priestess reluctantly said goodbye.They bypassed the Plague Girl's territory, returned part-time, and directly reported the latest harvest.The higher-ups attached great importance to it. The leader of the Golden Eagle Warrior and the female snake immediately took a vaccine and prayed to the gods respectively:

"This thing works."

"It does work."

At the southernmost end of the Yellow Spring Avenue, in the majestic and majestic hall of the temple, Tratoani, the "speaker", the golden eagle warrior and the female snake sat in their positions according to their positions.The two chiefs each reported their results, and then Tratoani nodded and concluded his speech:

"Since it's useful, use it. Chihuakoto..."

He turned to the leader of the female snake, that is, the woman who can be called "the female snake" without any modification—"Chivakoto" originally meant "female snake":
"You search the city for all outsiders, whether they are caught, or come to travel, or to do business. Gather them all up and hand them over to Titlan."

Chihuakoto smiled and said yes.All of a sudden, the city was running wild, arresting people everywhere, and in the prison under the pyramid, there were constant sounds of chains shaking and prison doors opening.

The female snakes and the lower-level priestesses shuttled in the corridor, constantly pointing, and let the jailers drag people out of the prison:

"come out!"

"come out!"

"What are you doing?—The time has come to dedicate yourself to the Kingdom of the Eagles!"

The people who suddenly saw the sun burst into tears of joy, and the business was doing well, but the people who were suddenly taken away desperately resisted their pleadings.In the miasma, the priestess Nilda was furious and went straight to the upper level of the pyramid:

"teacher!"

She pushed open the door violently, and before saluting, she shouted:

"The person I locked up can't let go!"

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