Chapter 299 This Magician, You Are Poisoned!

"It's so difficult to make mold into medicine..."

"Yeah, it's so difficult."

"No clue at all."

"Yeah, it's extremely difficult."

Gretel and Master Morton sat side by side in front of seventeen or eight dead rabbits, sighing one after another. Master Morton sighed because this project was too difficult, and Gretel sighed because it was too troublesome to make penicillin!

"Old Morton!" Another magician walked in. On the badge on his chest, three gold stars flashed, clearly a thirteenth-level boss. Gretel quickly stood up and saluted: "Your Excellency Novak!"

"Little Gretel? Why are you here?" The visitor paused. The last time Aurora poisoned herself with chlorine gas, he was the one who came to rescue her, and he had met Gretel once. He looked Grete up and down and smiled slightly:

"Oh, I remembered, the Penicillium project is yours. - I asked you to come to me when you were free, why haven't you come yet?"

Gretel could only smile at him. Pointing to the dead rabbit, his voice was weak:

"Busy, busy..."

"I am indeed busy. This project is not easy." Archmage Novak sighed. He turned to old Morton and asked:

"What is your spell success rate? I only have 10% here..."

This is even worse. Grete almost covered his face as he listened to the two great mages exchanging spellcasting experiences:

"The selection of Penicillium is a difficult problem."

"Yes, you must control the time. Current experience is that if you cast the spell 3 to 5 hours after you buy it, the mortality rate of rabbits is the lowest."

"The magic output must also be controlled well... Hey, I have a model curve here, do you think it will work..."

Gretel covered her face when she heard this. Two big guys, when you use Penicillium to cast spells, you don’t consider its active ingredient content at all!

"Old Morton!" Another person walked in quickly from outside. When he stepped into the room and saw the dead rabbits on the floor, he immediately showed a gloating smile:

"Hahaha, you can't do it either! - By the way, have you ever tried to extract the solution from Penicillium?"

"I tried it!" The two archmage replied in unison: "But it's no use at all! The efficiency of casting spells plummeted!"

This time, Gretel really started to cover his face.

Yes, penicillin is very unstable in aqueous solution. The decomposition will be accelerated when encountering acid or alkali. Even if nothing is added, it will decompose on its own if left in water for a long time. Not only will the efficacy of the medicine decrease, the ingredients that cause allergies will also increase. Imagine that half of a medicine solution contains allergenic ingredients...

Oh yeah.

Pushing a tube of liquid medicine in or throwing a magic spell over, not to mention the healing effect, the death effect is adequate!

The new guy didn't notice him, and was still complaining to old Morton:

"I said, are you trying to trick me? Who is this - Gret Nordmark - his project is simply too difficult to do, his ideas are completely different from others, and the points to pay attention to are also completely different.

What about high temperature sterilization, what about purification and breeding, these are all unheard of things! We use the methods we are used to, those spell models, magic shock, everything cannot be used! If there are any projects for him in the future, you should do it yourself and don’t involve me! "

"Cough cough, cough cough..."

Master Novak winked at him so hard that he almost coughed out his lungs. And Gretel stood next to the rabbit cage, showing an awkward but polite look, and also hiding a little proud smile...

I just want you to stay away! Knowing that my project is not easy to do, no one will try to steal it!

In fact, Gretel hasn't spent much energy on penicillin recently. Because penicillin medicine, or in other words, penicillin sodium, he is indeed about to make it. In other words, if purity is not required, he has already made it——

It is nothing more than allowing Penicillium to fully multiply in the culture medium, ferment, centrifuge, and filter to obtain a solution. Then, pour sodium hydroxide into it to obtain penicillin sodium, which is then crystallized. Penicillin medicine, finished!

The problem now is that without pre-treatment of fermentation broth, butyl acetate extraction, back-extraction, and activated carbon decolorization, the purity of the penicillin sodium obtained is very impressive. Then, the ability of Penicillium to produce penicillin is also very touching...

The latter is relatively easy to solve. Gretel arranged for four priest apprentices from the Order of the God of Nature to concentrate on cultivating Penicillium and conducting targeted mutagenesis to produce the highest yield of Penicillin. As for the former, Gretel knows how to do it, but he has no conditions...

"It's too difficult to purify... I want yellow blood salt, I want phosphate, I want flocculant... I want butyl acetate for extraction... How to prepare butyl acetate..."

Grete held his head and lamented. In fact, he came to the summit today with a second mission:

Someone has made a rectifier that converts AC into DC, and I need him to receive it...

"Well, it's a good thing to have a rectifier. At least, I can make bleaching powder myself, instead of renting a Thunder Tower all day long." Gretel muttered as he stepped into Archmage Carlisle's laboratory. I don’t know which master or school of thought made the rectifier?

What kind of idea was used to make it? Brush? diode? What is the capacity? If it's big enough, maybe the reservoir where the drinking water comes from can be equipped with a hydroelectric generator and a rectifier...

Grete was thinking wildly and walked slowly inside. In the laboratory, thin arcs of electricity were shining everywhere, giving it a bit of a post-modern cyberpunk feel. He is already considered a celebrity among Archmage Carlisle. Most of the students who come and go know him, and from time to time someone greets him from a distance.

Grete carefully bypassed a power grid - it was a real power grid, with blue and white arcs intertwined in the void, forming a natural network - and then far around a ball of lightning that was running happily. This laboratory is really too dangerous. Even if his body is covered with all kinds of defensive magic, he doesn't dare to run around...

Follow Aurora who leads the way and proceed carefully. Dodging left and right, moving erratically, he finally reached the core of the laboratory. At first glance, I saw the experimental table with the largest area and the most unknown magical devices. There was a hand-operated generator placed right in the middle.

This needs to be verified! Gretel walked up quickly. On both sides of the hand-operated generator, one on the left and one on the right, stood two magicians. The one on the left is naturally Archmage Carlisle, while the one on the right has a sad face, rough and cracked hands, and looks more like a worker than a spell caster. He is obviously the inventor of this rectifier...

"You're here." Archmage Carlisle nodded to him with a pleasant look. Then he pointed to the right:

"This is Mr. Christopher Norwood, a third-level arcanist and fourth-level mage of the Change Department. He has already made the rectifier you want. Would you like to check it out?"

Grete stepped forward to shake hands with the other party. Mr. Norwood's hair is a little gray, and his outstretched hand is shaking slightly:

"Hello, hello... I've already made the rectifier. If you see it, if it's okay, I can get the reward - five thousand contribution points!"

The last sentence was suddenly raised, the voice was sharp, and the eyes were so bright that they were about to shine. Gretel didn't even deliberately come closer, but was staggered back by the bad breath in his mouth. In an instant, as a doctor, he had a premonition and began to desperately call the police:

has a problem!

There is something wrong with this person!

Out of a doctor's instinct, Grete nodded repeatedly and followed the other person's words to comfort him:

"Okay, okay, let me take a look at what you made first. - Are you connected yet?"

"Yes, connected." Archmage Carlisle made a gesture. Gretel leaned over to take a look. There was a small glass vessel connected to the circuit, like a pear, with a pool of sparkling mercury underneath. Two wires extend below the mercury liquid level, and several thin graphite rods are embedded in the upper part of the glass vessel, which is perfectly inlaid with the glass.

This is……

Mercury arc rectifier!

What an old thing. In the previous life, it had been out of use for more than half a century, right?

Gretel suddenly turned around and looked at the gray-haired alchemist. At the same moment, Archmage Carlisle reached out and the handle of the generator began to rotate. Once, twice... until a group of afterimages appeared, it was still quiet in the glass vessel, and no sparks could be seen.

"Why no response?"

Gretel muttered quietly. However, these low words had already ignited the alchemist. Master Norwood immediately became anxious, bared his teeth and claws, and rushed forward:

"Impossible! What I made is good! You've used it before and said it's good! Don't even think about denying my contribution points! It's five thousand points!"

His voice was high and high-pitched, and his eyelids and fingers were trembling. The alarm sound in Gretel's heart became more intense. After thinking for a moment, he suggested:

"Perhaps the current is not strong enough? Otherwise...make a current and try it first?"

"It's possible." Archmage Carlisle snapped his fingers, and an electric arc instantly exploded in the glass vessel. The entire circuit seemed to have been opened up in an instant. The glass vessel buzzed and trembled, and the blue light inside shone. The scene was both cool and magical. Master Norwood immediately stopped, stood blankly for a moment, and clapped his hands:

"Hey! Okay! This is it!"

This is it! Gretel made a fist. Sure enough, his impression was correct. The triggering power of the mercury arc rectifier is relatively large, and the current of the hand-cranked generator may be too small to let it work...

But that doesn’t matter, the worst thing is to make the generator bigger!

Archmage Carlisle also looked happy. Gretel wanted to join them, but the doctor's instinct made him pull Master Norwood back repeatedly, until he retreated to the corner, and said straight away:

"You're poisoned!"

"What?" The alchemist was stunned. He immediately became furious:

"What poisoning! I'm not poisoned! I'm telling you, don't try to deduct my money for this!"

"Mercury is used in your rectifier! If your skin comes in contact with too much mercury, or if you inhale mercury vapor, you will be poisoned. Don't tell me you don't know!" Grete sprayed back:

"Have you been dizzy, had headaches, and felt nauseous lately? Do you often have heart palpitations, moodiness, and are prone to insomnia at night? Do you have more ulcers and loose teeth in your mouth? Do your hands shake when you work?"

I hate disobedient patients the most! I hate patients who deny their illness the most!

A patient should behave like a patient!

It is more important to treat the disease first than to rectify it!

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Guess what method Little Gretel used to extract penicillin...

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