The Origin of Arcane

　　 Throwing his hand at the shopkeeper, Xiao Endang was so smooth, not because of the noble reasons of employing people, but simply not willing to invest too much energy in such small things.

　　 What a joke, he doesn't really make money from this.

In this world where wealth is extremely polarized, 99% of the wealth is in the hands of 1% of the people, and the remaining 99% only holds 1% of the wealth. I want to make money from this, and I will not target the 99% of the people, but aim at the 1%.

The 　　 restaurant is just to satisfy one's own food needs while doing charity, accumulate a little reputation for oneself, and better integrate into the city.

What Shaun really wants to open is the medical clinic. His technique practice and medicine have reached a bottleneck. In Ms. Elena’s words, he knows everything that should be known and what should not be known. There is no problem with theoretical knowledge. The rest can only rely on oneself to accumulate experience and explore and comprehend.

　　 There is nothing more suitable than a medical clinic of your own. There is no difference between magic research and accumulation of medical experience.

　　 But the cruel reality gave Sean a blow, and the medical atmosphere in Solo City was more conservative and backward than the Andis Mountain people.

　　 Andis mountain people at least don’t shy away from doctors, regardless of whether it is an ancestral herbal prescription, a mountain **** who believes in the mountain spirit, or a weird prescription of the witch doctors in the village. As long as it can cure the disease, most people will not refuse.

　　 Xiao En's hair didn't grow even, and he was able to get along well, which is the best proof.

　　 Solo City is another scene. There are a large number of people who are followers of the Holy See. They believe that illness is the punishment and test of the gods on the believers and is caused by insufficient piety.

After they get sick, they often don’t go to the doctor for the first time, but go to church or monastery to confess, or pray devoutly in front of the statues, and carry it over. It is a gift from the gods who forgave his past mistakes. If they did not carry it over, they could only It shows that this man was sinful and was punished by the true God.

　　Non-believers are sick, and most of them go to church or monastery. In addition to confession and prayer, they seek medical treatment from missionaries or monks. They usually work part-time doctors and treat people for free.

　　 If it can be cured, it is the gift of God. If it is not cured, the monks are unable to cultivate at home, are not religious enough to the gods, and cannot spread the gospel, and the victim will not be held accountable at all.

　　 Those priests who have failed the treatment will also pray and confess before the gods. This is not a show, but they believe in this theory.

　　 The people who have undergone their treatment have praised more than condemned them. Many unbelievers have become devout believers and made various donations to their churches and monasteries for the healing of their own churches. The amount is far higher than the cost of treatment.

　　 Sean once went to the largest church and monastery in Solo City to exchange and study with a pious learning heart. As a result, he did not even enter the door—they were not open to the Andeans.

　　 This made Sean a great disappointment to the famous Holy See of the Holy Ether, a church that has not broken racial discrimination, and hype about the equality of all beings. Isn't this pure self-deception?

　　 It's no wonder that you can only nest in the core area of ​​the Byron Alliance to stir the wind and the rain, even the side collar of the Man Yu army is not welcome.

　　 The height of their own perspective determines their own development height. If their senior leaders are not aware of this, they still have a long way to go if they want to develop into the only church in the whole continent.

This is not difficult for Sean, but he changed from the obvious to the dark. After some observation, he was greatly disappointed. Even the most prestigious monk doctor in Solo City, Jason, was the most commonly used non-prayer method. It is a famous bloodletting therapy.

　　 Two different worlds are surprisingly similar in some developments.

　　 Although there is no ancient Greece in the continent of Ashan, there is an ancient Andean Empire.

　　 There is no medical saint Hippocrates and Doctor Galin, but there is a warlock doctor Eulagosen who is famous throughout the continent.

This half-reputed murder doctor became famous at the end of the ancient Andes Empire, and he was called the craziest warlock in the warlock world with the Mad King. The former was in bloodline research, and the latter was in disease research, but he died in Euler There are far more people in Stern's hands than he has saved.

　　 When Eulagsyn was dying, he announced his biggest medical research, which was the four element theories of Fengshui, Fire and Earth, which had a profound influence on Ashan's mainland magic and medicine.

He believes that everything in the world is composed of these four elements, including the human body. The blood flowing in the human body is not only a source of strength, but also a source of disaster. It is through it that the disease flows through the whole body, and he proposed about bloodletting. Some theories of the therapy, but before they had time to experiment, they were sent to the stake by the rebels.

　　 For a long time, because of fear of it, Eulagosen’s research results were thrown into the pile of old papers, and it was only in the last few decades that they were republished.

Compared with the ignorant means of using human excrement as a good remedy for bleeding, Eulagosen’s theory, even if it is wrong, is based on a large number of clinical trials. In comparison, I don’t know how many times it has advanced, and it has revived, and It's natural to be highly respected.

　　 Monk Doctor Jason is one of the best. Prayer, bloodletting and honey water are his supreme weapon for healing and saving people.

　　 Headache, bleeding!

　　 Back pain, bleeding!

　　Leg hurts, letting blood!

　　 Stomach hurts, bleeding!

　　 I have a fever, let’s bleed!

　　 When I got to him, there was only one process, the bloodletting first, then a glass of honey water, and then he would pray on his behalf. As for whether it can be better, that is a matter of the gods.

　　The reason why the roses in his backyard are more beautiful and red than ordinary people is because a large number of patients' blood is poured, so they are also called blood roses.

Don’t think that this is a kind of irony, on the contrary, it is a kind of praise. Many young lord nobles take it as a fashion to get a bouquet of blood roses for their lover. For this reason, Brother Jason had to hire a special The retired knight guarded his back garden.

　　 Brother Jensen is not a ruthless person. If he asks for it, most of them will agree, but he needs to do a little charity to the monastery. The amount is not forced, even a copper.

But most of the people who went to ask for the blood rose were young and energetic lord nobles. How could they pull their faces and do this kind of dishonest thing? What's more, they were given to their sweetheart. If they really ask for it with a copper Doesn't it mean that what you give to your lover is just a bargain worth a copper?

　　 Therefore, giving has never been lower than a Byron gold coin. If it is lower than this price, you are embarrassed to ask for a blood rose.

There is also a good story. There was once a Viscount from Wangdu who met a beautiful lady while watching the gladiatorial battle. In order to win the heart of this girl who fell in love at first sight, she came here admiringly, and for a bouquet of blood roses, one shot was A thousand Byron gold coins.

At that time, it caused a sensation in the whole city of Solo, and it turned out that the bold Viscount lord embraced the beauty, and at the same time pushed the blood rose onto the altar of love. Although there are not many masters as bold as the Viscount, he changed hands. Dozens of gold coins or even hundreds of gold coins, the Lords of Solo City, can also afford it.

　　 Now the blood rose can be called Solo City's new wealthy comparison tool, and the monastery where Brother Jansen is located has also become the largest monastery in Solo City from an ordinary monastery in just a few decades.

After hearing about this incident, Sean sighed greatly. Brother Jason's medical skills are aside, but he is an expert in marketing. A self-giving, selling blood rose that is not worth a silver coin ten times or even more. One hundred times the price.

　　 In this context, Sean’s medical clinic is no longer apt to describe it as a Mencrocodile, and it has never opened at all, which is in sharp contrast to the endless stream of restaurants.

　　 Sean had been fully prepared for this. He didn't have the genius doctor's name established in the Andes Mountains for more than ten years, plus an authentic Andean face. It would be **** if someone came to him for treatment.

　　 It took nearly a week for even the young waiters in the restaurant to recruit them. This is still in the sluggish environment of Solo City. If there are other jobs, these young waiters would have quit early.

　　 From the beginning, Sean’s medical clinic did not target ordinary people in Solo City. This can be seen from the location of the store.

　　 Shaun’s goal is a gladiator, and the medical clinic is only across the street from the world-famous world-famous arena in Solo City.

　　 Affected by the war, Solo City basically did not hold a decent gladiatorial competition this year. Now the big fighting has subsided. It is the practice of Solo City to hold a large-scale gladiatorial competition, and invitation letters have been sent out.

One month later, the 13th Gladiator Competition will be held as scheduled in the Solo Arena. In order to stimulate more people to participate, the championship of this year’s gladiatorial competition has nearly doubled compared to previous years, reaching 50,000 gold coins, enough for countless people. Furiously.

　　 When the gladiatorial competition started, Sean had no shortage of patients~www.readwn.com~ In fact, he didn't have to wait a month at all, and there would be business in a few days.

　　 Warm up for the gladiatorial match. It is very common for the slave owners to open the market in private and hold small-scale private gladiatorial battles. There are only seven or eight games that Shaun knows.

As for whether the slave owners will find Sean to heal their gladiators, that’s not even a problem. For the free services delivered to the door, those profiteering slave owners can’t refuse—the free treatment objects of those monks do not include gladiators or even They are not allowed to pay, because gladiators are not the people of God.

　　 In the past few weeks, Sean hasn't been idle either. He has circled around the city of Solo. Except for Phelan Castle, the corners and corners of the whole city have basically been around.

　　 It turned out to be disappointing. It is completely different from the beautiful ancient castle image that Shaun imagined. Not to mention the rough and messy architecture, the overall environment can be described in three words-dirty, messy, and poor.

　　 Narrow lanes, cross-flow sewage, muddy roads, dilapidated courtyard walls, falling houses, numb people.

　　 As a capital that governs thousands of miles of land, this virtue, not to mention the small towns and small towns. In this kind of environment, it is quite normal for epidemics to break out from time to time, and one infection is a large area.

Not to mention the law and order. During the few weeks he wandered around, he encountered blackmail, blackmail, theft, and robbery on average no less than ten times a day. If he hadn't been good at it, he would have been knocked sap and sold as an Andean slave. maybe.

　　 As for the discrimination caused by the identity of Andis, not to mention, wherever he goes, people are staring at him like thief.

The only thing worthy of praise is the Faerun Castle. A mountain was smashed in half, just like an inlaid one. From a distance, it is filled with a rich historical flavor. I believe that even if there is a big gap with imagination, Not too big.