Creator's Steam Fairy

After all, the doctor said that magic also has side effects, especially when the girl killed a demon in order to protect the town beyond her limits.

Whether it is for the sake of the town is not known yet, but he looked very relaxed before... He couldn't understand magic, but he also felt that maybe Loria was just pretending to be relaxed on the surface, but she was actually under great pressure and pressure. pain?

In short, he will definitely not underestimate this little girl whom he met for the first time in the foreign wilderness.

When the occasional noises subsided completely and the footsteps of night watch soldiers came occasionally, Loria turned over again, and vaguely saw a kitten sitting on a chair next to her bed with its legs crossed, discussing with her Biscuit sign.

Even if she is half awake, she can clearly know that this is not reality. Although she has seen the virtual image under reality several times, her nerves are not so weak that she can't distinguish between reality and illusion.

The kitten's chatter annoyed her a bit, so she simply ignored it and just pulled up the quilt to cover her head and fell asleep. After a long time, someone called her again.

"Loria."

What kind of broken dream is this? It's endless. Xiao Fenmao, who felt her chest tight and panicked, turned her head to look at the chair next to the bed again.

cat cat.

Who is the cat?

She looked at the girl with pink hair who looked somewhat similar to her in some confusion, and saw her smiling at herself, revealing two shallow dimples.

The indescribably intimate and familiar feeling, when I think about it, I fall into a dream again.

"Sleep well, you did a good job, the next thing will be left to..."

This sense of familiarity is probably because she looks very similar to her, this dream is getting more and more strange.

After she turned over uneasily, she finally found the peace and comfort she had not seen for a long time, and when she woke up again, it was already broad daylight.

It's been a whole day of sleep.

Luo Liya sat by the window, looking at the street downstairs for a long time, unable to regain her senses, always feeling not sober and as if she missed something.

The officer I met before mentioned that she would not be prohibited from wandering around, but she could not be too far away from the town... It was not an order but a request. After all, if there were any weird things, she would still have to rely on her help.

Although cannons are generally the best option to deal with messy monsters—as evidenced by the fact that there are no strange things along the railway line and within the gun range of the fortress, the reason why anomalies are anomalies is that some bad things that cannot be physically transcended will appear from time to time.

And in this small town where the railway cannot extend, the blood vessel of this modern country, there is nothing interesting and interesting, and the military control makes it even more boring. It would be better to hide in a hotel and sleep.

She got back into the quilt again, but she had slept all day, tossing and turning on the bed, but she was no longer sleepy, and she couldn't help but envy those animals that could hibernate.Before everything was bleak, he ate hazelnuts, then closed his eyes, spent a long and boring time half-dreaming and half-awake, and when he regained his energy, it was spring again, and he succeeded in losing weight along the way.

I really want to learn to hibernate.

Loria murmured about today's pink-haired dream and twisted and turned in the quilt, but finally she could only reluctantly get up and take care of herself slowly.

Only then did she realize that the cat's ears and cat's tail had faded, and she stared in the mirror for a while, feeling somewhat inconvenient.

It's actually quite pleasant to wag the tail for nothing, and she even almost learned the trick of raising her tail without lifting her skirt.

Habits are really scary.

If he maintains that posture for a longer period of time, will he no longer be able to bear the life of losing his tail?

By now, Luria also roughly understood the conditions for the appearance of tails and ears... Repeatedly reciting the formula for divine sublimation and casting spells too hard.

It's interesting to say that the pre-steps of mental image activation are quite similar to the formula for divine sublimation.

If it is more proficient... Loria reads a few words casually, vaguely, she seems to understand that this is her unique talent, and this talent seems to be more than just the simple one shown last night. appearance.

What is vain?What is real?

So what if there is the power to make falsehood real?

What if those falsehoods were no longer distorted reflections of her heart, but what she deliberately thought?

She was a little afraid to think about the real ability born out of thin air, and felt that she had overestimated this ability too much.

If the atomists in the newspapers are right that there is power in the invisible tiny, then, conversely, what terrible power would be required to create an infinite collection of such tiny things out of thin air.

She felt that the point of view of the atomic school that could not be proven for the time being was very reasonable, not because of scientific understanding, but because the creator in the myth had a power far beyond the comprehension of the gods.

So creation must be very costly.

Chapter 169 Shock Therapy

When Loria lingered until noon and walked out of the hotel like a weak wind, she saw Forrest sitting at the door looking at the sky in a daze.

"What are you doing? Aren't you going to play with your new friend?"

After he met an officer of a certain rifle regiment yesterday, the conversation was obviously very heated.

"Who wants to play with idiots." Forrest finally changed his tattered dark blue coat, and was wearing an ill-fitting sweater he found somewhere, and muttered, "I don't know what to say." I kindly taught them how to fight for the beach, but they actually said that the navy knows something..."

At least he pressed the bad words back into his throat, and said, "Little Loria, are you okay? Please take good care of yourself."

Seeing the pale face swaying every step, it seemed that the surreal magic was really not easy, so he hurried forward to take the small suitcase from Loria's hand.

"It's okay, thank you for your concern."

Loria turned her face away, and she was really embarrassed to say that she had slept too much and caused a headache, and she was even a little unaccustomed to walking after losing her tail.

It always feels like a very important balance component is missing.

However, it is better not to show cat ears and tails casually. Although her image is not damaged at all, and she is even a little inexplicably cute, but living in a mortal society, it is not good to wear a cloak every day.

"I'm going for a walk, and I'll take a look at our entrusted targets, do you want to come together?"

"Of course, who asked me to be an assistant?"

Although Forrest has already confirmed that he is no match for the young lady in front of him, no matter whether he is an elder, an assistant, or even a friend, it is not easy to let someone who looks a little weak Loria wandered around alone, and he followed her half a step behind carrying the small box issued by the Naturalist Society, and said in a low voice, "The big white bug we saw is actually the stepmother of the former mayor."

Loria raised her eyebrows, but did not respond.

"I have listened to some confessions and seen some materials. It is really hard to evaluate..." Forrest paused for a moment, as if recalling, and then continued: "Blinded by material desires and trivial hatred, and then bewitched by demons, He even turned himself into a worm and got mixed up with the disaster."

Loria interjected: "I'm just wondering, didn't the newspaper say that the disaster has been completely eliminated in Brittany?"

Where did it come from?

"I've come into contact with disasters from time to time. They always hide in the ground. Who knows how many bugs there are in the ground." Then, Forrest smiled wryly: "If you want to know the real Galia, Just read the national newspaper, and if you want to know the real country, you must always read the Gallia newspaper."

People always like to stare at other people's shortcomings, and nowhere is exempt from it.

Luo Liya nodded and responded, "Understood, I will order it when I get back."

She is not interested in social studies, and she is not interested in the deep problems of these two empires, but Britannia's reports on Gallia are always full of wit, which is always very interesting as a humorous story.

It seems that all human inspiration is used in milk plus.

Presumably Gallia's newspaper was the same.

"Where did I go? By the way, the Rifle Corps arrested those villains who helped demons and disasters. I'm afraid they will spend the rest of their lives behind bars. As for those who don't know the truth but participate in it, I'm afraid they will have to Closely monitored for a long period of time."

This remote town may not be able to return to daily life in a short time.

"Of course." Loria nodded and asked, "Is there any news about the academy?"

If it had been in the era she was in, although the messy monsters involved would not be set ablaze, it would be inevitable to be caught and sent to the nearby temple to do a lifetime of vain work.

This is called professional protection.

Since I have received the protection and rich theological education provided by the church free of charge, it is reasonable to work for God from the bottom of my heart, right?

So when they heard of monsters, those mortal priests in the past would swarm over there with their tongues out and their teeth and claws stretched out, but if they ran slower, the performance and free labor would be gone.

The Wealth of Nations theory makes sense. The baker bakes bread, the barber cuts hair, and the priest fights monsters, not for the benefit of others, but for the pursuit of a better life for oneself.

It is really interesting that people satisfy their own selfish desires but lead to altruistic results and prosper the society.

Just trying to guide this selfish desire to a reasonable and efficient place is definitely more complicated than banning it.

Even if she asked, her head was full of unimportant things, and she didn't pay attention to Forrest's answer at all.And the sentries and patrolling soldiers who appeared next time did not approach to stop her. Now who doesn't know that there is another pink-haired girl who slays demons in the Natural History Society.

It's really annoying, why can't the army recruit super-standard combat power, and there is no floating castle that can pour fertilizer on the Galians?

No matter how high the cost, the Naturalist Society never takes part in wars between nations.

Before approaching the temporary hospital, a military doctor in his early thirties with a bushy beard greeted him warmly. He warmly greeted Loria and Forrest, and not only explained the condition of the only patient, Wallace, He also took the initiative to introduce them to the furnishings in the temporary hospital-this was obviously someone's home, and now it has been requisitioned, except for the usual cheap birch furniture (cheap, easy to process, but easy to deform and easily infested by insects) Moths), the most conspicuous thing is the military medical equipment that can be seen everywhere - machetes, chisels, hand saws, axes, hammers and all kinds of small cold weapons that Luria can't name.

It is said that a qualified military doctor with the help of his assistants should reach the industry standard of amputating fifteen legs and stopping the bleeding every hour.

There is also a piece of paper full of words on the wall - Nightingale's quality document: wash your hands at all times; keep beds more than one meter apart; horses are not allowed to approach the hospital; scatter peat into the gutter every morning and evening; keep ventilation; use boiling water Clean medical equipment.

And don't feed the patients indiscriminately, don't tell jokes to the patients who have undergone laparotomy, put on the needles and threads in advance, and don't gather people to smoke in the ward and so on.

All these things gave Loria a feeling that it would be dangerous to come here.

Life is so difficult. At a certain moment, you always have to choose one among the pharmacist holding an unknown liquid, the barber holding a meter-long needle, and the military doctor smiling happily with a hand saw.

"Mr. Wallace is all normal, but there is a small problem. He can't wake up. From my experience, it should be related to repeated blows to the head." Xuxu's military doctor finally put down the small silver handsaw , picked up a hammer again, and said regretfully: "It's a pity that people whose heads have been sawed off cannot survive, so I can only use a rather conservative shock therapy."

This rather conservative shock therapy... Luria wanted to ask, could it be related to the hammer in the doctor's hand?

Chapter 170 You are awake

Loria followed the doctor to the 'ward' converted into a bedroom, and saw Mr. Wallace, the target of this commission, who was unconscious. His arm and face injuries had been treated, and several serious injuries were also repaired. She was bandaged up and breathing obviously, but she didn't respond to the doctor's yelling and pushing.

"It seems that we can only perform shock therapy." The doctor raised his hand to show Loria the polished nail hammer in his hand: "I will first hit this gentleman's jaw with a slight force, and gradually increase the force, although it may be possible. Causes teeth to fall out, but it's better than dying in a dream, if it doesn't work..."

"What if it doesn't work?"

Luo Liya showed a curious look very cooperatively. In fact, she didn't care much about the specific medical methods. Anyway, as long as she was careful, she could stay away from doctors of all schools.

"If it doesn't work." The doctor frowned and sighed: "From my experience, it is a very serious problem. It may be necessary to cut a small hole in the skull or even lift it off completely. In the past, about [-]% of the cases can be revived. "

"What about the remaining [-]%?"

"May their souls rest in peace." The doctor sighed: "Please don't be too sad, miss. In recent years, medicine has made great progress. Although wounded soldiers will have their limbs amputated in all likelihood, the waiting for them decades ago You can only die wailing in pain...Of course, you can also try to contact his family, even if we do nothing, occasionally miracles will happen."

Hearing this, Luria could only scratch her head. Although she was familiar with Mr. Wallace, she was not familiar enough to make a life-and-death decision for him. Thinking of this, she suddenly clapped her hands and said, "I remember now." , I have the doctor's medicine!"

"Doctor?" The bearded military doctor was stunned for a moment, and considering that the little girl in front of him was a demon-slaying hero, he patiently explained: "Pharmaceuticals do have miraculous effects in certain aspects, but it is difficult to treat internal organs, especially human organs. Brain damage... Wait, the doctor you're talking about, shouldn't it be the one from the Naturalist Society?"

who?Luo Liya didn't know how many doctors there were in the Natural History Society, but there must be only one code-named doctor. She hurriedly opened the small box and took out the three medicines that the "doctor" gave her a month ago.

The transparent test tubes fixed by the belt contained red, black and green fluorescent medicines respectively. The doctor of the Rifle Regiment took it and observed it carefully for a while, then praised in an excited tone: "It's his work, it's really amazing. !"

He uses works to describe potions.

"So what are their functions?" The doctor held the test tube carefully, the temperature of his eyes almost boiling the liquid in it.

"It works..."

Loria remembered very clearly that the 'doctor' had repeatedly told her to keep in mind the different effects.

Well, she really remembers 'to remember' very well.

She just forgot the details behind it.

The big lake-blue eyes began to move around, and the small hands tightened the hem of the skirt, as if it could be recalled.

After a long while, Luria replied in a soft voice: "There is one that can save lives... no matter what kind of injury or illness it is."

Are the other two for refreshing?Forrest and the doctor looked at each other silently, feeling helpless, but they could only be blinded.

"It's definitely not black." Forrest said first, "Black symbolizes death and disease."

Makes sense.

Pink Mao and Beard nodded vigorously.

Look at that dark, dull liquid, it doesn't look like a life-saving medicine.

The most important thing is that the bald head will take the blame for what the bald head says.

"The red and green?" Seeing that no one spoke for a long time, the bearded doctor asked in a deep voice: "Only from a medical point of view, red symbolizes blood. I think 'doctor', as a great doctor, may understand it from this point of view. Come to think about it... Of course, this is just my personal opinion and speculation, and it does not represent my professional judgment as a doctor at all."

It's so winding.

In fact, Luo Liya thinks green is more reliable, you see how vibrant the green plants are, it must be related to healing and life.

"You are a doctor and you have the final say!"

Loria and Forrest shouted in unison.

The bearded doctor realized that this loli and the bald head were also thinking about getting rid of the blame... He thought for a while, and decided to give it a try.

Carefully unscrewing the stopper, he found a dropper, dipped it slightly out of caution, observed for a long time, and made sure that there was no danger, then carefully brought it to the lips of the unconscious Mr. Wallace.

In just two or three seconds, the wounds on Mr. Wallace's face exploded, splashing the face of the bearded doctor, and when he heard the bald head leaning towards Lolita and said, "I think it should be green" At that time, I almost touched his little saw.

It's fine for that little girl to play tricks, this bald head... the appearance of a human afterthought is really ugly.

I wanted to throw away the potion and turn around and leave, but... forget it, almost as many people died in his hands as he saved, and bearing the death of others has long been a common occurrence for him.