Chapter 1210 Gretel: Which Legend Will Help Me?

"Little Grete, what are you doing... I also need to move the tower spirit myself. You know, the tower spirit is very important to magicians..."

Archmage Baierbo walked out with the two bosses' black eyes. These days, holding the newly obtained ore, he devoted all his time other than eating, sleeping, and meditating to research——

It's nice to have a terrace near the water.

It's nice to have enough ore to experiment with.

God knows that when they were in Nevis, the ore that Gretel brought back was just a little bit, and most of it fell into the hands of the teacher and the others. It was so sad to be able to share the amount he had...

Separate!

Purify!

Measure their various properties!

Measure the rays they emit!

Try bombarding gold foil and other objects with these rays and see if the direction of the rays is deflected!

The most important thing is to try to use low-purity, medium-purity, high-purity ores... ores mixed with graphite, ores mixed with borax, ores mixed with lead ingots... as casting materials to cast spells!

Archmage Baierbo has discovered that even if low-purity ore is used as a material, the Yangyan Explosion is much more powerful than using Sunstone or something like that!

Moreover, in addition to ultraviolet rays, another newly discovered and more lethal ray can be excited in large quantities using this new low-purity ore, doubling its lethality at a discount after discount.

During this period of time, while the ore can be burned indefinitely, he will conduct all the experiments he can think of!

"Oh, senior brother, let me borrow it to record the images and write a paper!" Grete pulled his arm and begged him:

"It's very fast, just two days, just borrow two days! You know, the images to accompany the thesis must not be drawn by my hand unless it is absolutely necessary!"

"What? Two days?! It takes you two days to record an image?!"

"Oh... the main thing is to record the complete timeline... Those larvae will last a day just by leaving them there..."

"...You just want those larvae to be injured to the point of dying, but not dead, right? Bring them here and I'll cast the spell!"

A quarter of an hour later, Grete watched helplessly as his senior brother stood behind a 10-centimeter-thick lead wall and a 1-meter-thick stone wall. Through the projection of the arcane light curtain, he used his mental power to lock the small box in the center of the room...

"Three, two, one!"

After three countdowns, a snowflake burst out from the secret vision screen and disappeared suddenly.

Gretel:! ! !

"The cloud chamber is turned on, the counter is turned on, and the radioactive content in the laboratory is recorded..." Archmage Baierbo's calm and almost cold voice sounded from the side:

"The reading... is very good. One minute after the spell is cast, the radioactivity decreases rapidly. Move the feeding bottle to the next door laboratory, open the feeding bottle, and measure the radioactive content in the bottle... Very good, the radioactivity is negligible... Release the fortune-telling technique …”

The darkness in the meditation field of vision was projected in front of Gretel through the referral of the mobile tower spirit. Archmage Baierbo frowned:

"Have they all been killed? It seems that the power output just now was too high, so let's do it again, this time, lower the mana output!"

Grete:......

Sure enough, magicians of the plasticity department never disappoint in terms of lethality. Gretel thought silently:

Now that the radioactive elements are in their hands, other things have not been researched yet. The radioactive attack has been researched first...

Very good, I estimate that in the near future, we can expect teachers and others to explode little boys. I hope teachers and others will try their best to pay attention to safety...

In any case, having a senior brother rub the killing spell with his hands greatly speeds up the research.

After casting five spells in a row, Archmage Baierbo obviously found the right rhythm. When a spell was cast, about half of the larvae in the bottle were dead, and the remaining half were dying. Half the fatal dose, perfectly achieved!

"Big Brother, you are great!"

Grete excitedly held the half-dead fruit fly larvae back to work.

Summoning Ashe Moonsong, Cerela, Bernard, and O'Neagin, he began to pick out the fruit fly salivary glands. He himself only dyed and observed:

"Dyeing microscopy shows chromosome breakage and disintegration."

"It won't heal with the healing spell."

"Chromosome fragmentation."

"Cannot heal."

"Shattered."

"Cannot heal."

"According to the microscopic examination results, after radioactive attack, the chromosomal bands were fragmented, disintegrated, and scattered. Drosophila larvae were unable to receive treatment..."

Grete pursed her lips tightly and wrote quickly:

"On the contrary, the chromosomal bands are clear and the intact larvae can heal smoothly after their salivary glands or other parts are removed and receive treatment..."

"Experimental records are shown in the table below...larvae No. 1-20 are the group with chromosome disintegration; larvae No. 21-40 are the group with intact chromosomes..."

"See you in the chromosome picture..."

"Based on the above experimental results, we can guess that the reason why serious injuries caused by radioactive attacks, the inability to heal after treatment, and even the inability of the epidermis to grow is because the radioactivity damaged the chromosomes in the cells..."

"If we want to completely cure these severely injured patients, we must completely repair their chromosomes..."

Grete stopped writing and let out a long breath. Although he had made some guesses before, he could only confirm that radioactivity really had the effect of damaging cell chromosomes through experimental verification——

Then, we can talk about subsequent treatment.

"Thank you, Senior Brother!" Grete waved a thick stack of papers and the data chip copied from the mobile tower spirit with a bright smile:

"Next, there are those legendary things!"

That night, in the center of the Elf Secret Realm, four Elf Legends sat in a circle. Among them, a thick stack of papers was stacked a foot high.

"...So, this is the research you have been doing during this time?"

Elder Fahim took a picture of the copying technique, then took a copy and started reading. Just after reading the first chapter, I felt a little dizzy, had a headache, felt like vomiting, and my blood pressure rose:

"You're saying that this kind of research might be helpful in treating Ms. Jasmine's father and other seriously injured patients?"

"It might help a little, but I'm not sure yet." Gretel tried to look confident about his research:

"Radiation damage has only been done on fruit fly larvae so far, and it has not involved larger animals. I tried hard to see the chromosomes in larger animals, but I couldn't see clearly..."

"So what do you want?"

"Or, get a microscope so that I can see their chromosomes clearly." Gretel opened his mouth without hesitation. Elder Fahim shook his head without thinking:

"No, no. I can simulate that thing in the meditation world, but none of them can simulate it perfectly. As for creating it in reality, I don't know how long it will take!"

"Then I have another way." Gretel couldn't make one request, so he immediately changed to a second one:

"Expose a larger animal to a strong radiation environment and damage it to a degree consistent with the medical records. Then, take a piece of meat from it and use the Eight-ring Necromancer [Clone Technique] to try to clone a brand new body——"

"No one here knows necromancy!!!"

No, no, I still know some basic necromancy. It’s just that high-level, too professional ones won’t do... Gretel didn’t even blink:

"There is a level 19 Necromancer stationed in the Eagle Kingdom, and he has a good relationship with me. If you agree, I can write a letter asking him to come over..."

"No! Necromancers are not welcome to enter the elven secret realm!!!"

Well, the result was already expected. Gretel spread his hands:

"Then I go to the Eagle Country to do research?"

"..."

"..."

The four Elf Legends looked at each other. For a moment, Elder Kallen said in a deep voice:

"Apart from this, what other options are there?"

"Hmm... Which legend can I ask for a favor? Understand these things, and then use healing or limited wishing? Help with treatment and try to see the effect?"

"no problem!"

Look, even elves have eclectic personalities. You told him to invite the Necromancer to come over, but he absolutely refused. Then, you asked him to use the legendary to use the limited wishing technique of the seventh ring, and he agreed...

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