Astartes of the Bear School

Chapter 1296 1268. Alchemy Experiment
Most of the patients with gray blood were already dead and were thrown on the ground like broken pillows.

There were only a few iron medical beds, with a few people tied up with leather restraints, still making weak groans like the flapping of mosquito wings, or having nervous twitching in their fingers and other parts.

Lan En's eyes were cold for a moment when he first came in, but then he turned around and quietly closed the door, and when he turned around again, his face was calm.

Although this 'calmness' is more frightening than the cold face just now.

The boots stepped on the blood-soaked wooden floor, making a sound of squeezing wet wood.

Lan En calmly stepped over many broken and strange corpses and came to the clean laboratory table.

He raised his head and took a quick look.

Suddenly, analysis icons appeared on the demon hunter's retina, circling each test instrument.

That was Mentos recording the current experimental scene, just like many alchemical or scientific experiments in the past, doing auxiliary work for its main body.

There was a "crash" sound.

Lan En placed the samples he brought on the lab bench with ease. He felt so familiar with it, as if he had been using this lab bench for who knows how long.

He is familiar with the location of each tool and how to use them.

The witcher began to skillfully take out the gray blood samples and the pills he found.

First, he processed a small amount of gray blood and medicine powder and put them under the microscope, but after observing for a while, he found nothing.

There is no doubt that the plague of Old Yharnam is too superficial to reveal anything by direct observation.

So Lan En was not moved at all.

While he quickly searched the various reagents in the potion cabinet next to the laboratory table, he also put his alchemical leather bag on the table. In it were many medicinal raw materials that he had prepared in the magical Middle Ages.

Many of Yanan’s reagents are conventional, such as alcohol.

It’s just that Yanan might have the same reagent, but the name doesn’t match the one in Lan En’s memory, so he needs to identify it.

"Mentos, start building the alchemy experiment process."

Lan's hands were busy in an orderly manner. His eyes quickly identified the medicines in the reagent cabinet in the research hall and compared them with his own knowledge, while his brain was also connecting with Mentos on the project.

"Executing, please enter the keywords for this alchemy experiment."

Mentos quickly created a new folder and invested computing power.

"The goal is [Purification] and [Manifestation]. If you can't do both, just choose one."

Lan En calmly and rationally pointed out the target.

This is not only a code for Mentos, but also a code for himself.

His talents in alchemy and biology have been proven countless times, but when inspiration strikes from this genius's brain, it comes in bursts.

So he had to regulate his own thinking first, and then hand over the inspirations that he thought were feasible to Mentos, letting the biochemical intelligent brain do what it was good at - investing computing power to complete the simulation of subsequent development.

In a strange and alien world, plan an alchemical experiment according to the needs of the scene. Even if you tell this to Henry Gedimitis, the old man will puff his beard and glare and say "nonsense"!
But if you tell Tishaya about it, perhaps the sorceress will shake her head, but she will show a little more hesitation.

——Because she had truly seen Lan's academic talent.

He can really do this!

But he was the only one the sorceress saw.

"We are in a nightmare, so we must pay attention to the interference of the concept of [Dream] during the alchemy process. It is naturally strong. There is also [Blood]."

He muttered to himself for a while, but Lan En continued to work hard and accomplished many things.

After he finished the task at hand, which was just two minutes, the Mentos in his mind had already presented the result of the computing power to the subject.

The biochemical intelligent computer chose the one with the highest success rate from Lan En's inspiration, but the process was more complicated.

Lan En took a quick glance and understood the whole process of completing it with Mentos based on his inspiration.

"The concept of [purification] is brought by lavender and ghost dust. There is no lavender here, but there is lavender essence. Yes, it can be used."

"At the same time, the crystal powder state of Ghost Dust represents a 'clear mind' and can suppress [dreams] to a certain extent."

After a rough look, Lan En extracted the key elements of the entire process.

He used the instruments on the laboratory table skillfully, and combined the crucibles, distillation flasks and other equipment logically and quickly.

This has formed an alchemical route with clear processes, complete and stable.

The reagents were bubbling inside, and Lann judged the timing according to the precise experimental phenomena, relying on the control of the flame by the [Igni Seal] to control the reaction speed.

The final product is a bottle of colorless oily liquid.

There is an 80% chance that it will work and achieve the effect Lan En wants. After all, this is an alchemy process compiled on the spot.

Fortunately, enough samples of Lan were obtained yesterday, and now Maria has followed the main force out of Yharnam to participate in the hunt, and other clergymen are not very interested in things other than work.

Adhering to the principle of testing the products of the first experiment first, Lan En took a small amount of the samples he brought with him and placed them in a test tube.

With his other hand, he held a dropper and experimentally sucked up a few drops of the alchemical product he had just made, dripping them into the gray semi-solid paste in the test tube.

In just a moment, Lan En knew that his alchemy experiment had once again succeeded on the first try.

But his face did not show the joy of being an alchemist or the slight complacency of a young man. Instead, there was only fear. "Fuck!"

Lan En even swore out of fear, which was something he hadn't done in a long time.

He subconsciously held the test tube in his hand much further away. If it weren't for his outstanding self-control, he might have even thrown the test tube away.

All this happened just because of the moment when a drop of colorless transparent liquid fell into the test tube and touched the gray paste.

Only a slight "hissing" sound was heard, as if severe corrosion had occurred.

The gray blood, which was normal except for its color and viscosity and even looked normal under a microscope, suddenly boiled for a moment.

The sudden burst of bubbles in the liquid even made the bottom of the glass test tube clang for a second.

And Lan En's frightened gaze was fixed on the bottom of the test tube after the explosion.

The gray paste turned into a colorless liquid, but in that colorless liquid were floating countless small insects that were still curled up, stretching, twitching, and stiff!
The densely packed appearance gave people goose bumps, and the density of these tiny bugs seemed to be the same as that of the liquid. They neither sunk to the bottom nor floated up, but just floated there.

".Parasite?!"

The amber cat's eyes adjusted to the nausea and horror and moved closer to observe.

Lan En murmured a speculation.

The so-called plague in patients with gray blood might be a kind of 'parasitic disease'?
This bug apparently possesses supernatural properties.

Just now, when Lan En observed the gray blood directly under the microscope, what he saw was just normal blood dyed gray.

But now, after adding the alchemical product he prepared, a large number of insects that could be observed with the naked eye suddenly appeared!

The gray blood also turned into a colorless liquid, as if the previous dirty color was stained by these hidden insects.

And the taste.
"Sea smell?"

Lan En carefully used the fan smelling method to roll out some air from the mouth of the test tube and send it into his own nasal cavity.

He immediately recognized a fishy and salty smell.

The smell was not strange to Lan En because he had smelled the blood of gray-blood patients before.

The fishy smell seemed to have existed in it before, but because the previous smell was obscure and complex, the fishy and salty smell was covered up.

The parasites hid their smell, just as they had previously hidden their form in the blood.

To ensure the credibility of the experiment, Lan then tested the blood of three different gray blood patients, and finally tested two tablet fragments.

The final results were all the same - parasites that had previously had no traces suddenly and out of nowhere appeared in those things.

The parasites looked like squids under the microscope, with a slippery texture and skin that was so dark it was almost gray-purple.

Most of them died in the alchemical reagents prepared by Lan En, curled up stiffly.

But there were also a few that showed tenacious vitality, swimming on the microscope slide with their fangs and claws bared.

Compared to the fragility that should be associated with their tiny size, this vitality is simply terrifying.

Lan took his eyes away from the eyepiece of the microscope and frowned.

Now he was sure that gray blood disease was certainly not a plague in its natural state, but rather it naturally possessed supernatural powers.

This is an infectious disease caused by supernatural parasites.

And it is obvious that there are traces of human intervention in the process of the spread of this infectious disease, and even in its source.

Lan En frowned and turned his head while leaning on the table used for the experiment.

He looked at the patients who were tied up with restraints and lying on the steel beds covered in blood and dirty bandages.

These are the gray blood patients who have been "treated" by the clergy in the research hall.

And what does this disease become in them?
The clergy claimed that they used [blood therapy] on patients with gray blood disease whose condition had progressed too far.

Blood Healing is considered a panacea in Yharnam that can cure everything.

But when the blood of the gray-blood patients has become like this, is the sacred blood that is injected into their veins really for them?

Do those clergymen want to give [blood therapy] to the patients or to the parasites?
Now it is very easy to confirm this.

Lan En left the laboratory table and walked towards the steel bed, taking a brass syringe from the table in his hand, wanting to draw a tube of blood from these patients who had been "treated".

But just as he extended the needle.
Lan En, who was facing the laboratory door, suddenly raised his eyes to look at the needle, and then disappeared like smoke.

And in the next moment, a flashy and gloomy blade slashed across the place where he was just now!

"Acceleration?"

Following the cold female voice's questioning, the door of the laboratory behind slowly closed.

The blade in Maria's hand emitted a deep reflection under the dim light of the kerosene lamp, pointing at the witcher who reappeared not far away.

"who are you?"

(End of this chapter)