Chapter 255 There Are Many Problems Besides Scurvy

Improve crew health?

Grete almost blurted out, "Lemon, bean sprouts, okay, I'm going to make penicillin." However, he thought for a moment and accepted the task:

Without investigation, there is no right to speak. Any solution must be tried to determine its feasibility;

Furthermore, what if there are other diseases in the world that affect the health of seafarers?

It is wrong to jump to conclusions!

Of course, Gretel couldn't deny that the mission rewards were still good. Even if it was just for reward, he had to at least take a look...

"Very good." Archmage Carlisle smiled with satisfaction:

"Since you accepted it, someone will come to visit you tomorrow. A fleet from the parliament has returned and is currently resting in the port. The person coming tomorrow should be their fleet commander, James Delock, or the chief of logistics. Oh. , have you tidied up your house?"

Grete: "..." So, you allocate a house to me just to support this situation for me?

No matter how hurriedly Gretel packed up the house, when the guests came to the door the next day, he still showed appropriate and uncompromising etiquette:

A level 7 warrior opens the gate, pulls away the carriage, and takes care of the horses for the guests;

There was a cook (borrowed from Aurora's family) who was constantly busy, boiling water, making tea, and baking plates of fragrant biscuits;

There are invisible servants who open doors, move chairs, and bring tea and water (congratulations, this is the first-level magic of the conjuration system, and Gretel can finally start to work);

The Archmage's personal disciple, the fifth-level mage Aurora Wharton, accompanied him to welcome the guests...

The two visitors looked at each other and lowered their eyes silently, hiding the surprise in their eyes. Before they came, they had already received news that the young mage sent by the council to solve the problem was from Newster County. What kind of city was he from? Anyway, it was a small town that they had never heard of. I was selected to come to the headquarters for further training and have been in Nevis for just one year.

After all, he's just a country boy.

Of course, the level of the fourth-ring arcanist, coupled with his status as a special commissioner of the parliament, is enough to be on an equal footing with them.

However, for a country boy, the place to entertain them was a villa in the garden area of ​​the city. Although the etiquette is a bit weird, it is by no means shabby. It seems that this year, the parliament paid more attention to this little mage than they imagined.

The smiles of the two guests immediately became more sincere. The leader bowed slightly and stretched out his hand to Gretel:

"Hello. I am the commander of the Parliament's third fleet, James Dedlock, a ninth-level knight. Please don't be offended if I take the liberty of visiting."

"Hello, I am the logistics chief of the squadron, William Gunson." Next to Delock, a middle-aged man with a very high hairline and a pointed chin stretched out his hand. Grete stretched out his hand to shake hands with them one by one:

"Gret Nordmark, fourth-level arcanist, third-level mage, nice to meet you."

Everyone sat down separately in the living room. The invisible servant brought out the fragrant and warm black tea on a silver tray, and then put down two small polished silver pots. One jar contains white sugar cubes, and the other jar contains fresh milk, obviously allowing guests to add their own.

Another invisible servant followed and floated out of the kitchen, placing down a plate of light yellow and a plate of brown cookies, two types of freshly baked cookies. Each biscuit has a twisted pattern on it, and the aroma fills your nostrils as you bring it over.

In the fireplace, the firewood was beeping and burning, and the whole living room was warm and cozy.

James Delock still stood straight, sitting on the sofa like a long sword, full of military style. The logistics chief beside him had already relaxed. He reached out and picked up a brown biscuit, chewed it, and his eyes lit up:

"Coffee flavor?"

Grete smiled and nodded. William Gunson praised: "The cook in the house is really good at her craftsmanship. The coffee beans are also good - if I'm not mistaken, they are Talas beans, right?"

Gretel did not answer directly. He didn't know anything about coffee in his previous life. He only knew about Blue Mountain coffee and cat poop coffee, but he couldn't drink them even if they were put in front of him. After traveling through time, I don’t understand it even more.

Fortunately, in this world, as long as the magic level of a magician is high, it doesn't matter if he doesn't know anything else. Grete just smiled slightly:

"Mr. Gunson is the logistics chief of the fleet, so he must be an expert. If you say so, it must be so."

"It's a pity that our fleet doesn't run that line." Gunson suddenly sighed: "Not only do we not run, but the fleets of the Parliament and the Kingdom, and even the merchant ships, don't run to Talas. Otherwise, we can still serve Nordmark. Sir, bring some high-quality goods."

This is where we get to the point. Grete put down the tea cup and concentrated slightly: "Oh? Why?"

"The power of the Church of Radiance is too strong." William Gunson sighed: "The Storm Islands and the south of the Storm Islands are all occupied by them. We arrived late and there were few ships, so we could only occupy some places in the north. The south You can either sneak past them on a small boat or buy them at a high price——"

Grete listened intently and said nothing. Knight Drok silently drank half a cup of black tea and then added:

"There was a good opportunity two months ago. We met one of their fleets north of the Storm Islands. It must have been blown over by the hurricane. But at that time, we had also been sailing for two months, and the crews were in large numbers. If they are sick and dare not fight, they can only stay away. If we can keep them at sea for three months, we can eat them in that one time!"

"Oh, are there any healers on board?"

"Yes -" the two guests smiled bitterly at each other. Knight Drok explained to Gretel in detail:

"Healers do exist, but they are very rare. In the Council's fleet, only the flagship will be equipped with a healer, usually a level 3 to 4 Ares Priest, and occasionally a level 5. Other ships - like our fleet, except In addition to the flagship, there are three ships, large and small, with more than 500 sailors - then it's up to fate.

The chaplain can still hold on even when individual crew members get sick, or when a few seriously wounded people are treated after a big battle. But a large number of crew members fell ill, and the chaplain had no solution. For example, the chaplain of our fleet is already a level 7 powerhouse. Even if he tries his best, he can only sustain the fleet for 10 more days. "

Ten days?

Delay an attack of scurvy for ten days?

Gretel immediately cast a look of admiration. A fleet, four ships, nearly a thousand people, ten days of delay? ! Man, how did you do that!

"Then - what diseases are they suffering from?"

The logistics chief silently took out a large leather-bound notebook. Spread it out, push it in front of Gretel, point at the notebook and explain to him:

"11 people died in battle; 3 people lost their footing and fell into the sea; 7 people died from unnamed fever; 5 people died from diarrhea; 8 people died from the plague at sea——"

"Plague at sea?"

"Yes, after sailors have been at sea for a long time, their teeth will bleed, their limbs will become weak, and their muscles will ache, and they will gradually become bedridden. The priest has no good solution. Even if he [removes the disease], it can only relieve him for a while..."

Gretel started to cover his forehead. Scurvy is easy to deal with, but the number of people who die from scurvy is less than half of the total number of deaths. It seems that there is a lot to do to solve the health problems of the crew!

"Can I see your ship and crew?"

That afternoon, Gretel boarded the fleet's flagship, the Pelican, as he wished.

"It's so big..." Gretel sighed as he climbed the ladder. It is said that this flagship is "only" 500 tons. In the previous life, when thousands of tons were counted as small ships, and 10,000 tons were considered fishing boats, 500 tons was really nothing. However, when I climbed on it myself, I realized that it still takes a long time to climb a 500-ton ship.

It feels high when you climb up, but when you get on the deck, you immediately feel cramped. Gretel looked around and measured it with his arms. The main deck was less than two operating rooms wide. It was much shorter than the corridor of their hospital - and the corridor of the old building was only more than 50 meters long. Gretel looked around and turned to the fleet commander:

"Where do the sailors live? I need to see."

"Well……"

Knight Drok held his nose and led him down. After walking only one level, Gretel reflexively raised his hand to cast a spell, covering himself with a bubble spell: It stinks! It really stinks!

He thought for a moment and used the bubble technique again. Correctly understanding the situation is the most important thing at the moment. Just bear with it, ugh, it smells so bad...

To say "the stench is overwhelming" is an understatement. The air was filled with a strong smell of ammonia. Gretel took a few steps inside before he was overcome with tears and had to exit and cast another bubble. I can't live this day!

From the deck down, the air became increasingly harsh. After just walking up one flight of stairs, Gretel saw no fewer than ten mice, no fewer than mice, cockroaches and other bugs. Behind the stairs and in the corners of the cabin, unknown garbage was piled up everywhere.

The room where senior sailors lived was so narrow that it could only accommodate a bed, and it was impossible to even turn over. The sailors did not have such a thing as a "room" at all. Instead, they opened bunks on the lower deck or hung up rope beds. Needless to say, it is normal for infectious diseases to appear in such poor sanitary conditions.

Gretel turned his head. Commander Drok, a ninth-level knight, followed behind him, with his hand on his sword and a look on his face that said, "Can you please leave quickly?" Grete grabbed the Commander, shook his fingers and asked:

"Where do they go to the bathroom?"

"Go anywhere..."

Worried about his boss's safety, Bernard said quietly as he followed the cabin.

Gretel insisted on going down one level. As soon as his feet touched the ground, he immediately ran away:

The water pump in the bilge is pumping water! That smell can't be stopped even with the bubble technique!

"Boss, I forgot to tell you that when the weather is bad, most sailors work in the bottom cabin..."

I went to the kitchen again and took a look. The fresh water in the big bucket had basically been used up. The little water that was left had obviously changed in quality. The bread was not only moldy, but also infested with maggots, and flies were flying everywhere. As for other food, Grete no longer dared to look at it.

"The sanitary conditions of this fleet need to be improved across the board! All over! Otherwise, people will die one by one!"

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