Chapter 1130: Bird's Beak Plague Doctor, Coming Out of the World Again?

Gretel squatted at the entrance of the institute, passing and throwing bowling balls with Serira - or strictly speaking, curling.

A research room was full, Cerela took away the cold air, breathed out again, and laid an ice path. The ice road turned and extended towards the second research room, and Cerela continued to throw the lead box——

Outside the research institute, a dozen elves sat in a circle around Elder Fahim. On the periphery, a large group of natives sat quietly, pricking their ears and listening to the discussions of the elves:

"I think we should launch another cleaning operation." Yu Dian waved his arms and made an impassioned speech:

"This time when I entered the secret realm, I confirmed that as long as you wear lead armor and take medicine beforehand, you will suffer much less damage. In the past, we also had early warning methods for the danger of being suddenly injured when approaching the barrier..."

"Especially in the peripheral polluted areas, if you take precautions in advance, you will hardly be harmed. High-level warriors can completely ignore this kind of damage, and mid-level warriors only need a little rest."

"What about inside the secret realm?"

Ash Moonsong was the first to shout back. Idian shook his head:

"We will not enter the secret realm for the time being. Clean up the monsters in the contaminated area and reduce their number, which will reduce the pressure on the surrounding forests. Then, we will start to restore nature -"

There was a lot of nodding up and down. Most of the elves were thoughtful, or waiting for Elder Fahim to speak, while the surrounding natives were already whispering to each other and whispering in agreement:

"Those monsters in the contaminated area are the most annoying! You can't eat them, wear them, or feed them to livestock!"

"If you throw it into the water source, it will pollute the water source! You can only find a place far outside the village, dig a hole deep and bury it. If you bury it too close, the people in the village will get strange diseases!"

"If a stronger monster comes, a village will be destroyed! If the distinguished Lin Xingmen hadn't been assisting us, we don't know how many more people would have died..."

"But if you go in for cleaning, will you get a strange disease? My father's father..."

"Hey! Didn't you listen to what Yudian Lin Xing said? As long as you protect yourself, you'll be fine!"

The popularity of the elves in this big forest is still very good. They have high levels and strong combat capabilities. They have always appeared in front of the local indigenous people as instructors and protectors:

Teach them to grow herbs, teach them to cast spells, and mentor the young and qualified warriors among them. Rescue the natives in distress, treat them, and escort them back to the village.

More importantly, the elves have a very small population and basically do not compete with the natives for territory. Moreover, they live extremely long. An elf may have taught a certain indigenous warrior, as well as his father, his grandfather, his grandfather's grandfather's grandfather...

If the elves hadn't stopped them vigorously, it's likely that all the indigenous villages would have enshrined their gods. After all, the elves made these natives remember the name "Lin Xing"——

Walker in the forest, guardian of nature.

Of course, the elves have no control over how the natives understand this title and whether they understand it as another name for "god".

As the strongest elf warrior in the Fertile Forest, Torrent Forest, and Yusong Forest, Illidan's reputation among the people nearby is even more noble.

The indigenous warriors from various tribes in the forest were either taught by him or taught by the young elves he directed...

If you just walk around, you can summon hundreds of villages and hundreds of indigenous warriors. Although the education level of these natives is worrying, and their spellcasting skills are even more worrying, they can still be of great help by helping to carry them or help search for and kill Warcraft.

Otherwise, how can we patrol an area of ​​millions of square kilometers with just these elves? Even with a broken leg, I can't make the rounds. Even if the information is tipped off, the talking natives are much more reliable than trees and monsters.

"Are you going to clean now?"

Elder Fahim stroked his white beard, looked at the map hanging in front of him, and thought quietly. After being silent for a while, he waved to Udian and called him:

"How much manpower do you need for this cleaning operation? How many places will you clean? How much time do you plan to spend, how many wild beasts and monsters will you kill, and which famous monsters need to be killed?"

Idian set out to transport ore this month. On the way, he had made repeated plans. When asked by the elder, he immediately answered without thinking:

"The manpower I brought is enough. For the cleaning area, I suggest focusing on the area close to the rich forest and pushing 50 miles inward. It will take at most half a month to kill more than 20 mid-level monsters. , is it an important monster..."

he gushed. Elder Fahim nodded first, then shook his head:

"Iudian, we elves, everyone has magic to protect ourselves, and it is okay to move temporarily in the contaminated area. But these natives - half a month, no magic, only relying on pills, how much damage will they suffer?"

"It won't be very big, right...?"

"As for you talking about wearing lead armor. - Intermediate warriors, how many of them can wear full-body lead armor and still move without hindrance? Not to mention carrying a tree on their backs, how many of them have the ability to communicate with ancient trees? "

Idian ran away with his head in his arms under the elder's reproachful gaze. The elder shook his head and smiled as he watched him go away, sighing softly. Beside him, Aneri Linge said softly:

"Teacher, actually after so many years, it's time to organize another cleaning operation. The last cleaning was fifty years ago - even if there were losses, their manpower has recovered after so many years."

"I'm not saying you shouldn't clean."

Elder Fahim shook his head slightly. The old man's eyes swept across the elves in front of him one by one, and with a wave of his hand, a simple map of the secret realm of the elves appeared in front of him:

"I just want to concentrate my limited manpower on more important places. What's the big deal about killing a few monsters? As long as the contaminated area exists, there will be monsters who run in there out of instinct, or humans in order to advance... "

He clicked a few points with his fingertips, and the damage on the barrier outside the Elf Secret Realm was particularly eye-catching:

"These damaged places cannot be repaired, or in other words, the burning mineral veins inside are not extinguished. Cleaning on the outside will always treat the symptoms but not the root cause. Besides, even if you go in to clean, you must try to protect them..."

Idian has already rushed all the way to Gretel. Seeing Gretel and Serira shoulder to shoulder, having fun playing curling, he leaned in and squeezed in:

"Hey, hey, hey! Don't just play around! - Little Gretel, help me think of a way. Is there any way to prevent people from getting hurt as much as possible in the polluted area? The lead suit is too heavy, let's change it. The solution! Don’t enter the secret realm, just stay in the outer polluted area!"

Okay, one more task. Gretel dragged over a box of lead boxes, released Onekin, and asked him to pass the box to Cerela, then he took two steps away:

"Are you only operating in contaminated areas? Are they the first few boxes of samples you carried for me when you came out?"

"That's right!" Idian nodded loudly:

"Isn't that what you said? Three boxes in the contaminated area and three boxes in the secret realm. It's best to sample the ones with more readings and the ones with less readings separately. I've marked them all for you and posted them on the boxes!"

Grete tested the soil swept out from the contaminated area, the broken branches, and the chopped monster horns from a distance. The conclusion is that there is indeed radiation, but it is much smaller than in the Elf Secret Realm.

Probably, maybe, maybe, this is the difference between the Chernobyl reactor core and the Chernobyl outer tourist area? Because the reactor core is still burning, radioactive dust floats out from time to time, but radioactive dust also has a half-life...

"Without equipment, it will definitely not work just by taking potassium iodide pills." Grete thought slowly:

"Udian, let's do another experiment - this time we won't use rabbits. You can help catch some mice. Hundreds or thousands of mice will be enough. Then, let's see if there is any way to prevent them from being harmed. …”

According to Grete's request, the natives in the jungle each contributed their own clothes, cloaks, and mats. Reed fabrics, linen fabrics, deerskin skirts, snakeskin waistcoats, all kinds of items. Pile together, the stench is overwhelming.

Gretel pinched his nose to accept these things, stood far away, threw bubbles to himself with one hand, and opened the other hand:

"Cleaning Technique! Cleaning Technique! Cleaning Technique! How long has it been since I washed these wretched things!!!"

He really couldn't bear it without losing his cleaning skills. After throwing away the cleaning skills, it was the turn of these natives to do the next work:

"You! Cut these things into small pieces! Spread them in the cage, spread them tightly, and don't allow any light to pass through!"

"You guys, cut these things into small pieces and make clothes for the mice! - Am I not clear enough? Make clothes for the mice, cover their torsos, and don't let them bite them off!"

"You guys, cut these things into small pieces and make clothes for the mice! Leave a layer between them, and put a thin layer of lead in each piece of clothing!"

The natives wailed loudly. However, under Gretel's order, and more importantly, under Idian's close gaze, they still picked up the knives, scissors, and bone needles, one by one, and started working honestly.

As for Gretel, she held her chin on the side and thought:

"What else can be used...Gum? Rubber? Idian! Do yourself a favor and get a batch of rubber for them to experiment with!"

If it enters the periphery, then by strictly isolating the radiation dust and doing a good job of decontamination, you can resist most of the damage. Taking potassium iodide tablets beforehand can prevent a large part of the damage.

If this is not possible, if you wrap your skin tightly, wear a gas mask, and a lead vest, you should be able to carry it...?

I just don’t know how insulating the indigenous people’s clothes are… Gretel shuddered when he thought of marching wearing a full-length rubber raincoat, rubber boots, and a gas mask:

Do you want me to take out the plague doctor's equipment again?

That’s so tiring!

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