Chapter 331 Environmental Disinfection, Who Will Pay for the Loss?

Will it be a scam? When this question was asked, a group of mages in Black Crow Swamp became chaotic with a bang:

"Who wouldn't?"

"It's the easiest way to cheat!"

"I have 10 basic versions here! There are men, women, old and young! You can choose your height, weight, hair color, and eye color!"

"roll!"

Necromancers generally have a little more difficulty than others in finding a mate. Over time, for the sake of pleasing the eyes, some people started to focus on undead creatures for daily use. It's okay for people like Lin En who have been wandering outside for a long time and are still in the stage of improving their combat effectiveness. As long as they have their own mage tower and stabilized necromancers, who doesn't have a few treasures?

Some people take the path of flesh and blood shaping, and the zombies they create are lifelike and feel like living people, except that they have their own body temperature; some people take the path of illusion, giving the skeleton an illusion, which saves the time of daily cleaning and maintenance, and can be replaced at any time when it gets tired. . Some people have found another way to put illusions on zombies, so that they feel and look exactly the same without changing clothes and makeup...

And the necromancer profession is very powerful in combat. If they don't agree with each other, they will drag back some high-quality human (or maybe non-human) corpses. There is always no shortage of templates and such.

One-third of the paid version of the tower spirits provided by the School of Change have their appearance provided by the School of Necromancy.

The topic quickly strayed to showing off one's own zombies and skeletons (figures, battle figures...) and attacking the other party's belongings. A group of dead house mages discussed this with great gusto, foaming at the mouth, and more than half an hour passed in an instant. The host of the meeting coughed several times and tried to bring the topic back on track, but was ignored by everyone intentionally or unintentionally.

Gretel was unaware of the discussion in Black Crow Marsh. If he could hear it, he would rush to place the order:

"First come the dozens of skeletons who help sweep the floor, carry stretchers, and deliver things. They want the appearance of a nurse! I'll pay the bill with penicillin!"

It's so pitiful that his hospital has been short of nurses for how long! All along, doctors have been used as nurses, and mage apprentices have been used as nurses. He has been reduced to the point where he works as a nurse for his equipment. Hey, just talking about it brings tears to his eyes...

But he now has no time to sit in on the discussion or place an order. Grete cheered up and plunged into work in the hospital:

View patients, study clinical data, perform surgeries.

Perform surgeries, study clinical data, see patients.

Infinite loop.

In particular, this is the first large-scale clinical application of penicillin since its emergence in the world. The relevant curative effects, adverse reactions, etc. should be collected as much as possible!

"Sigh... there are too few people and too many things to do. The reliability of these data really makes people have a headache~~~~~~~~~"

Grete lamented. The large-scale use of penicillin and the like so quickly was beyond his plan. According to his original arrangement, after the penicillin was produced and the animal experiments were completed, he should go to places like docks or military camps to find suitable patients and conduct clinical experiments in small batches. It would be best to use a military camp, where everyone is enclosed, making it easier to follow up later.

But an outbreak of intestinal anthrax caused him to change his plans temporarily. Use it on a large scale, use it in large quantities, and change the medication methods in medical books. Grete had no idea at all, so he could only pay attention to the feedback data after the operation, and use every opportunity to see the patients.

as well as……

"Be careful, don't let the patient bite the thermometer into pieces! There is mercury in it, mercury! If you are poisoned, you will die!"

Gretel prayed to God in his heart, hoping that penicillin would be effective, drug resistance would not develop, patients would not suffer from any problems, and this epidemic would be over soon. But it was clear that no god - including the god of nature - could bless this false believer. Not only did it not bless him, it also caused him trouble:

"It has been confirmed that the water supply systems of these 12 buildings, starting from the entire water source, are contaminated by plague seeds." During the interval of the operation, Johnny Colin, the head of the Emergency Management Department, found Grete with a solemn look on his face:

"The question now is, how should it be disinfected? Should all water pipes be dismantled? Do all clothes and utensils that have been in contact with patients inside the building need to be burned? How should the water sources be disposed of? Is it enough to flush them with large amounts of disinfectant water?"

"..." Gretel showed a toothache expression. Anthrax is the most troublesome thing to disinfect. It's not like cholera bacilli. You just throw bleach into the water. Anthrax spores are extremely tenacious and cannot be killed by ordinary high temperatures. They can survive for decades...

"I can only make suggestions from the perspective of a healer. This plague is very troublesome, and it is best to eliminate it completely." Grete rubbed his brows in confusion:

“The safest way is to dismantle all the water pipelines and throw them into a furnace to be burned into copper water—or any water;

The patient's body, as well as all the clothing and items that came into contact with it, must be incinerated at high temperature. Burning hands are not suitable, but dragon-breathed hands are not suitable. The incinerator must be sealed to prevent pathogenic bacteria from floating everywhere;

Even if it is the soil of the water source, it is best to burn it all with the hand of dragon breath..."

The more Johnny Colin listened, the more headache he got. After hearing the end, I couldn’t help but complain:

"According to what you said, wouldn't those 12 buildings be the cleanest ones to burn? Anyway, the neighborhood has been sealed off. Please invite a great magician to come over and cast a forbidden spell to completely kill them? But where are people going to live? At home? Don’t want all the things?”

"It is indeed safest to burn it with high-temperature flames...but..."

Grete also had a headache. A broken family is worth a thousand dollars. He himself had been poor before and knew the weight of this sentence. Repurchasing the furniture, clothes, utensils, and all kinds of odds and ends will put a huge financial pressure on a family. Not to mention, how many people have become unemployed due to this illness...

"Headache...who planted this plague seed...if only he could be responsible for compensation..."

Gretel muttered quietly. Johnny Colin was silent for a moment, and could only find comfort in these words:

"The great magicians are leading people to investigate. If the mastermind is caught, he will definitely have to pay for the losses to the patient's family."

The problem is, the magician who does this kind of thing... I hope he is richer! Based on his experience in handling cases, generally speaking, people who have no permanent assets are more likely to take risks...

Grete and the others pinned their hopes on compensation for the murderer. However, the actions of Archmage Edgar, who was on the front line of pursuing the murderer, did not go so smoothly.

"This curse method...is not like ours."

"We study plague in the laboratory."

"Our team? We are in the mage tower every day, no one runs around!"

I was not happy yesterday, so I went to eat the soy sauce bone.

It was very refreshing when I ate it. After eating it, I felt feverish for some reason. I was so hot that I couldn't sleep well all night.

Even more unhappy...