Chapter 449 The Standard Medical Totem Is Available! (The Leader of Riding Tiger and Pig Ye Will Add 7 Updates)

Gretel subconsciously took a step forward, looking excited.

The little guy seen in the meditation field of vision has a round face, round nose, and round ears. Standing upright and looking around, he is as cute as an elf.

The fur is all white, and the black dot on the tip of the tail is flicking non-stop.

Almost every detail of his body is full of cuteness.

"Eh……"

On the right, Miss Silver Dragon also made a cute sound.

She was even less able to resist the little ferret. She squatted down and stretched out her right hand forward. Her silver-blue eyes were slightly straightened, and it was obvious that she had also entered the meditative field of vision.

The elders looked sideways.

This totem spirit is contracted to the healer. Why are you, Miss Elf, more excited than the healer?

If the totem spirit wants to materialize, it will consume a lot of mental energy of the contractor. Do you want to take it out and play with it every day?

Lord Noordmark, don't you just agree to whatever she chooses?

Forget it... As long as you two are happy...

Amidst the silence, some people still raised objections. From the back row of the caster's phalanx, an old man squeezed out, limping and with a sad face.

Seeing Gretel staring at the stoat totem pole and unable to move his eyes away, he hesitated again and again, and whispered:

"Lord Nordmark... well, contracting this ferret is quite troublesome. You'd better be more careful..."

"Old man, what's wrong?"

Gretel pulled his eyes out of the world of meditation and turned to the old man. cautious?

what's the situation?

Is there anything wrong with this ferret?

Although the giants of the mustelidae family seem to be quite capable of fighting, stoats are said to be able to hunt prey 10 times their own body weight, and dare to confront wolves for their prey...

However, these are all totem spirits, so they won’t be aggressive with him, right?

"Hey, Your Excellency." The old man bent down subconsciously. He rubbed his waist and eyes and pressed hard, as if there was pain there all the time:

"This ferret, you have to make a contract with it and pass its test. First, you have to dance with it..."

"What?!"

The old man smiled bitterly and made a few gestures, but he didn't know what to say, so he could only shake his head. Gretel didn't know why, so he nodded to him with a smile and turned his attention back to the stoat spirit.

The mental power extended over and expressed the wish for contact to the ferret, and then, it suddenly froze.

The stoat ran wildly.

Jump high and dive down. Jump to the other side. Stand up and rock like crazy.

Then, he suddenly fell down, rolled a few times, rubbed his back a few times on his back, jumped up again, and ran away again.

In short, the whole thing is in a weird state of movement of madness + convulsions + Brownian motion...

Grete stood there and watched, completely unable to understand what it wanted to do or what its appeal was. I tried to contact with my mental power, and the vague feedback I got seemed to be "Follow me"...

What's following you?

Have a convulsion with you?

The spirit of the ferret tormented the boss crazily. Not seeing any reaction, he suddenly rushed to Gretel. Stand upright, flop down, and turn on your belly.

The four little paws scratched and scratched, as if to seduce Grete:

Come play with me!

Come touch me!

Gretel stared at it and hesitated for a moment, then carefully squatted down and stretched out his fingertips to scratch its belly. Before his fingers could reach it, a white light flashed before his eyes, and the ferret suddenly disappeared.

Then, there seemed to be a slight tingling sensation on the back of the neck.

"Huh?"

Grete stretched out his hand to catch it, but found nothing. A wisp of breeze seemed to flow between the fingers. I wonder if it was the fur of the spirit body brushing past.

Then, the ferret landed not far ahead again, arched its back and bared its teeth at him. Gretel stretched out his spiritual power again, trying to lure it closer, but it refused anyway.

"well……"

The old man sighed deeply. Looking back on the past, I still feel uncomfortable looking back:

"If you can't keep up with its war dance and can't catch it, it won't make a contract with you. Back then, I just wanted to make a contract with it, but ended up with a back injury... Oops..."

So that convulsive jump is the so-called war dance?

Gretel shook his head and exited the meditative state. The boss of the weasel family, he looks cute and has high fighting ability, but unfortunately, his compatibility is not the same.

Escape, escape, and find another one.

He continued walking down the totem pole, testing each one one by one. The footsteps behind him did not follow. Grete looked back and saw the silver dragon girl's eyes shining as she squatted opposite the totem pole...

Do you want it?

Fine. Even if Serila takes a liking to the ferret and wants to take it away with him, that's okay. At worst, he could just spend more money on technology and replace it.

Speaking of which, can those barbarian healers learn the spell to accurately kill parasites?

Grete touched his technical reserves and continued to move forward with confidence. Deer, no, toad, no, next...

empty?

Is there no totem spirit that inhabits this totem pole?

Gretel stood still and searched carefully with his mental power, only to find a small snake at the bottom of the totem pole. The chopsticks are thick and thin, coiled in a circle, and occupy an area less than the size of a palm.

Black matter and white seal, no, conversely, this snake should have white matter and black seal. The translucent spirit body is looming, and if you don't pay attention, you can ignore it.

The triangular head of the snake spirit was raised and shaking slightly, and the snake letter flashed and flickered at him. Gretel subconsciously took out the oak staff from his chest pocket and compared it with it:

Hey, they seem to be about the same size?

Suddenly there was a flower in front of my eyes. The snake spirit with black flowers on a white background flicked its bow and shot like a sharp arrow!

Don't bite me!

Gretel subconsciously blocked it with his oak staff. Looking closely, the little snake curled up and quietly coiled around the oak staff. The head is lowered and hovering downward, without any intention of biting.

Gretel had a thought in his mind. The oak staff slightly enlarged, and the shadow of the snake spirit also enlarged; it shrank back to the size of a ballpoint pen, and the little snake followed it like a shadow. Then it shrank and immediately returned to the thickness of chopsticks.

The fit is incredibly high, as if it was born to be a circle of decoration on the oak staff.

Gretel took a deep breath. He closed his eyes, let go of his mental power, and contacted the little snake:

do you like me?

Do you want to follow me?

Can you be my partner, my eyes, to help me observe the patient's condition and assist me in treatment?

Almost immediately, a cool feeling penetrated silently from the opposite side. Gretel raised his head slightly, relaxed and savored the feeling:

It felt like I was dizzy after working all night, and when I walked out of the emergency room building, I was blown by the morning breeze on my face;

It seemed like a department team-building exercise, where I hiked up a mountain road for an hour and drank a bottle of ice-cold mineral water;

It's like being operated on for several hours. When I feel dizzy, I hold a bag of glucose in my mouth and drink it all in one breath...

The abundant and comfortable feeling made him close his eyes and let out a long breath involuntarily.

"This viper spirit is the contract partner of a great healer from the previous generation." At some point, the old man with feather crowns had already walked up to him and explained softly:

"I was still a child at that time, and I often watched it bring herbs in its mouth to help its owner cure diseases. It is said that it only needs to taste the common herbs in the wilderness to know what diseases it can cure."

Snakehead? A natural healing magic pet! Is it really okay to be taken away by him like this? You know, the healing power of barbarians is still very lacking...

As if seeing his doubts, the old man Yu Guan sighed softly and said in a low voice:

"It's a pity that his disciples are more focused on fighting and are not very interested in healing, so they are not in harmony with the snake spirit. None of the subsequent disciples can win the favor of the snake spirit. It has been decades now."

Well, this just doesn't add up. Just like that ferret, although it's cute, it doesn't get along with him...

Grete sighed silently. In this case, it would be a good idea for this viper spirit to follow him. Speaking of which, he knows very little about the herbs in this world, and they complement each other exactly...

"So, I will make a contract with it?"

"please."

Following the instructions of the old man Yuguan, Gretel stood next to the totem pole, his hands pressed against the wooden pole, completely immersed in it. Around them, four elders drew on the ground with ink prepared from animal blood, medicinal powder, and minerals:

"Wait a minute...relax your mind first and get ready...when the painting is finished, I will personally preside over the contract ceremony..."

Elder Brock babbled and directed his disciples to bring out various things and place them in designated locations in the magic circle. There were teeth, horns, fruits, and powder that Gretel didn't recognize.

Then, he took off a small leather bag from his waist, carefully took out ores and gems of various colors, and put them into the magic circle one by one.

Gretel glanced at it casually and saw suspected rubies, emeralds, sapphires, amethysts, amber and agate. Although the quality is hard to describe, it is quite difficult to assemble these things in the wilderness.

"Well, this is unnecessary, right? It's too expensive..."

"What you want is what you want. The more powerful the totem spirit is, the more arduous the test is for the master; if the master's spirit body has not been there for a long time, it will even drain the master's spiritual power. These magic circles and sacrifices are both restraints and protection. …”

"Uh, that's not what I meant." Gretel left the totem pole with both hands, picked up the oak staff, and shook it left and right:

"I mean, I seem to have completed the contract with it...?"

In front of everyone's eyes, the spirit snake slowly appeared on the oak staff as long as the eyebrow staff. The snake's tail hooked the end of the oak staff, and the snake's body coiled around until it was under the handle. Its head poked out, and the snake hesitated.

Grete tilted his head and looked up and down, the more he looked, the more satisfied he became. A simple oak staff, with green leaves waving on the head and snakes coiled around the body, this is the symbol of the medical system!

This viper spirit should be his partner by nature!

"What's your name?" He asked softly in his mind, "Do you have a name? What name did your previous master, or first master, give you? - No? Then, you need me to give you one. ?"

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