Chapter 1852 Grand Duke: Did I Eat so Many Rats in Vain? ! (Monthly Ticket Adds 1 Update)

"Rimmer, I heard that you ate rats in the hospital?"

"Rimmer, I heard that you have been reduced to eating rats?"

"It's so shameful... Noble vampires will eat mice, but only the lowest blood slaves who were kicked out by their masters, right?"

"Ah, that's not necessarily the case... You have forgotten those filthy guys from the Novel family... Those twisted and ugly guys who live in the tombs and sewers..."

"You have tarnished the honor of the Rimmer family... You should be deprived of your title of Grand Duke, have your true blood extracted, and be driven out of the family!"

"Rimmer, Rimmer, rat-eating Rimmer..."

"ah!"

Grand Duke Rimmer woke up with a start. Damn it, I have that nightmare again, that nightmare again... I have to get something done quickly! Otherwise, when the news about me eating rats reaches the Black Forest, the prince of the family will be angry!

Grand Duke Rimmer calmed down his mood and continued to eat. Crunch, crunch.

Eat a rat blood vessel, eat a rat blood vessel, eat ten rat blood vessels...

I was a little nervous at first. Everyone seemed to be laughing at me, and everyone seemed to be secretly talking about me behind my back. However, from the first day to the tenth day of eating, he gradually broke down:

What happened if I ate a mouse?

What happened to me eating a mouse!

I am not at the end of my rope, forced by the enemy, and cannot live without eating rats, so I can only eat rats. I am doing this for research!

For advancement!

The more you understand about the unknown world, the deeper your understanding, the more original things you create, and the closer you are to advancing by relying on your own strength!

Winners are not ridiculed, and legends are not ridiculed. When I become a legend, who cares whether I advance by eating rats or cockroaches...

What I ate were mice specially cultured in the laboratory and targeted to develop vascular calcification lesions! They are so clean that they have been kept in cages since childhood and are cleaner than other people!

The cost of raising a single animal, not counting labor, is at least ten gold coins each!

Others can’t afford it even if they want to eat it, and they can’t even eat it if they want to!

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Grand Duke Rimmer once again stretched out his hand towards a network of clean blood vessels that looked like branches. This time, thick blood surged out of his fingertips, covering the blood vessels and seeping into them.

Soon, the blood vessel network began to squirm slightly, and a certain section of blood vessels was separated layer by layer. The outer wall, middle muscle layer, and inner wall were torn apart layer by layer, like tearing paper.

Sandwiched between the outer layer and the inner layer of the blood vessel, a piece of hard material, like a lump of sand and gravel, was penetrated by the blood light and melted silently in the blood light.

Gradually, as the blood disappeared, the calcified parts also disappeared, and the layers of the blood vessels were rejoined. After rubbing and rubbing, the feeling was indeed much softer than before, and there was no longer the feeling of rubbing sand. Touch.

"Finally we have taken the first step..." The Grand Duke sighed longly:

"Those things in the blood vessels, those calcified things, can finally melt... But there is still a long way to melt those things without tearing the blood vessels. This is too difficult to control with magic..."

While the Grand Duke was studying, others were also working hard on it. The necromancers, healers, and nature priests under him raise and cut up rats every day, causing them to spin around and suffer unspeakably. They have to think of ways to do this for themselves:

"I really can't stand it anymore!" Necromancer Yanis Zeller gritted his teeth and made a cut. Cut, cut, cut, cut, cut, cut, cut, cut, cut, cut, cut out all the calcified parts of the mouse's blood vessels based on the results of the spiral detection magic scan——

It was necessary to cut up ten or twenty rats a day for such a big rat. It was so dizzying and my hands were shaking that I couldn’t even use magic!

To be precise, it can be used. You have to use a mage's hand to grasp the scalpel and use a mage's hand to pull the hook. Under the bright shadowless lamp, you can pick out those blood vessels that are one to two millimeters thick and several centimeters long...

This workload is even greater than the joke made by Archmage Nodmark, "First cut ten pounds of lean meat, then ten pounds of fat meat, and then ten pounds of golden cartilage"! Even harder! Although he doesn't know where the joke is...

But Yanis thought that if he was asked to cut thirty pounds of meat and bones every day, as long as he was a butcher, he would probably be able to bear it; but if he was asked to dissect dozens or twenty mice a day, he didn't know when the dissection would end...

He really can't stand it anymore!

"When will this work end? Then if someone can't research it in one year, I will cut off mice for a year. If he can't research it in a lifetime, I will cut off mice for the rest of his life!"

"It's unlikely." Miss Jonis, the natural priest, floated past him to spawn a new batch of tobacco, frowning. Seeing my colleague looking troubled like this, I couldn't help but stab him to relieve my own pressure:

"He is a vampire and you are a human being. He is a half-step legendary grand duke, and you are just a little~little~ fifth-level mage. He can live for at least a thousand years. If you can't advance, you can live for another hundred years at most. …

If he can't study it in his lifetime, you will never be able to cut mice for a lifetime. It will probably take ten lifetimes. "

"...Jonis, I haven't offended you recently, have I..."

Yannis complained bitterly. The natural priest smiled brightly and walked away:

"Actually, you still have a way. For example, you can try it yourself and research this spell...

What Archmage Nordmark wanted was nothing more than a method to eliminate vascular calcification and reverse blood vessel elasticity. He didn't ask who developed it. If you have researched it, don’t you no longer need to cut blood vessels? "

Yanis: "..."

Yannis: That makes sense!

"Jonis, you are really my honey!" He raised his head and shouted:

"Just wait, I'll start researching it right now!"

"No! Yannis, calm down!" Two necromancers and a conjuration healer flew out seven or eight magician hands and rushed up to hold him down:

"The Grand Duke is the Grand Duke! You are you! What makes you think you can research something that even a half-step legend can't research! - Our daily tasks are already very heavy! Don't tire yourself out! "

"Don't stop me! Let me try!" Yannis struggled hard, no, it should be said that he threw [Dispel Magic] with all his strength to offset the effects of these mages' hands:

"It's exhausting to cut a mouse to death! It's exhausting to death to do research! It's exhausting to death all the same. Let me choose a comfortable way to die - don't worry, I won't delay my daily tasks. It's my job to cut the mouse blood vessels. I won’t cut one less!”

He dove headfirst into research. First, I cut off a small part of the blood vessels that I cut daily and used them for experiments:

"Let me see what these calcified plaques are..."

Observe under a microscope and observe under a microscope. Weighing, measuring density, soaking with various chemicals. Test physical properties, test chemical properties...

Research points flew out in a flurry. There are some experiments that Yannis himself is not good at and has to be subcontracted to others:

"Brother, do me a favor, help me test the chemical composition of this thing... Can I transfer you 100 research points? - Two hundred! No more, I really don't have any more... "

"Two hundred is too little..." The alchemist of the transformation department frowned:

"It's not necessarily enough to buy medicine... You have to know that testing chemical components is a big job. It's very possible that thousands of contribution points will be poured out and nothing can be measured! Five hundred! For the sake of my colleagues, five hundred I’ll help you with this!”

"I'm really broke! - Otherwise, I'll give you another two hundred contribution points?"

Contribution points are not as useful as research points. Oak Grove Hospital’s research points can be exchanged for good things on Dragon Island! The alchemist shook his head repeatedly:

"Otherwise, I will suffer some losses and invest in you. I will charge you two hundred for the time being, and I owe you the remaining three hundred. If you can't do it, the debt will be forgotten. Once you get results, you can pay me back eight hundred. , put it all together!”

...This loan is better than returning it nine out of ten. Yanis hesitated for a while, but he was short of money, so he could only agree with tears.

The alchemist went back with the sample and struggled with it for two days. He asked for the sample three more times, and finally gave him the answer excitedly:

"I asked why this thing looks so familiar - isn't it a bone? It's the same as a bone! It's exactly the same thing!"

Yanis:! ! !

Why didn't I notice it?

Why didn't I notice it?

As necromancers, we are most familiar with bones and other things. We have been dealing with these things every day since we started! This thing is a bone. I should have been able to feel it as soon as I rubbed it with my hands. How could I not have noticed it? !

Stupid, stupid!

He rushed back, cut the mouse twice more, picked out the calcified plaques individually, and rubbed them on his fingertips. Whether it was the touch, the structure under the microscope, or the response given to him by the [Stone Bone Technique] magic, it was all clearly stated:

This thing is a skeleton, or in other words, the ingredients inside it are exactly the same as bones. In other words, the magic used to deal with bones can also be used to deal with this thing...

I am familiar with this life!

Yanis Zeller trembled slightly with excitement, and the skeleton soldiers who followed him and helped him also trembled and made a clicking sound.

When dealing with bones, the Necromancer is an expert! Whether it's reinforcement, transformation, or destruction, the Necromancer is an expert!

Although the bone we are dealing with now is a bone hidden deep in the blood vessels, its essence is still a bone!

It's bones, there's nothing the Necromancer can't deal with! Well, at most the blood vessels need to be locked, but the necromancers are also familiar with blood vessels...

It’s about to be posted!

It’s really going to happen now!

All I need to do is do this, do that, do that, do that, and then...this spell will be completed! I can do things that even the great duke of the blood race cannot do!

Yanis Zeller is in a brilliant mood. However, Grand Duke Rimel's mood became gloomy:

"What? Someone studied it first?!"

He stared at Gretel, as if through him, he could see the guy who was running away from him:

"Ahead of me? In other words, all the research I did before... was all in vain?!"

Did I eat so many rats for nothing? !