Chapter 464 Weekly Meeting to Scrape Off a Layer of Skin

Grete scratched his scalp while writing his paper.

We are going to open a hospital and we need to find a way to recruit people. Recruiting healers, recruiting apprentices, recruiting medical technicians... In the end, I don't know whether to recruit this kind of talent from the prophecy school, the alchemy workshop, or the confusion and control system.

If it doesn't work, trick a necromancer into transferring him?

If you want to recruit people, the best way to advertise is of course to write and publish papers.

Well, regarding the method of lung washing treatment, it is too professional, and magicians are unlikely to be interested - except perhaps necromancers;

You can write a good paper on blood oxygen monitoring, but...the key words of the paper, should you write about medical treatment, prophecy, or spells?

This choice is related to who will review the paper, what type of journal it will be published in, and what kind of mages can be attracted...

There is also the magic of electrocardiogram. We dare not copy the electrocardiogram without experimental records. The theoretical explanation part will be greatly increased: Why does the heart have current? Why does an image appear when current passes through the cloud screen?

I don’t know the latter question!

Grete spent three days in the dark writing papers and reading journals for three days, and even handed over the matter of the new hospital to Master Norwood. Three days later, at 8:30 a.m. on Monday, Grete climbed to the 376th floor of the Tower of Babel with a stack of papers and ulterior motives.

After getting out of the elevator, not far away, I saw a crowd of people in front of me. At least twenty or thirty mages were standing in the corridor, both male and female, ranging in age from forty or fifty to early twenties, chatting in groups of three or five. Grete's steps suddenly slowed down:

Does the teacher have so many disciples?

How did I hear that there are only five people currently resident in Nevis, not counting me?

Which ones are they?

He stood still and looked around, intending to find an acquaintance first. Before I could find anyone, I got a slap in the back:

"What are you doing standing here? Go over there!"

"Uh... Archmage Carlisle?"

"Um……?"

"S-Senior Brother!"

Archmage Carlisle directly carried him over. Closest to the study door, there were three men and one woman standing in a group, with the magic badges shining on their chests. Seeing Gretel coming over, they all smiled at him.

Grete also nodded to them. He quickly glanced around and saw that the oldest brown-haired man was at level fifteen, the lady with light brown curly hair was at level sixteen, and the other one with Mediterranean hair was at the same level as Archmage Carlisle.

There's only one left, and he's not wearing a badge at all——

According to the unspoken rules of the council, those who don’t wear badges may be higher level mage?

Just as he was about to introduce himself to his family, he called his brothers and sisters one by one, and the study door opened with a creak. The voice of the Lord of Thunder came from far away:

"Come in."

Only then did Grete know why the legendary mage needed such a large study. Six disciples filed in, three on each side, and sat symmetrically. Behind the other five people stood two magicians each, who were obviously the disciples who had been brought in to observe.

There are still half of the people who are not qualified to come in and are waiting for the summons outside the study. Probably, you have to wait until the responsible part is mentioned by the teacher before you can be brought in to answer in a sentence.

Gretel looked around and saw that no one of the senior brothers was speaking, so he didn't dare to make a sound. After a while, the Lord of Thunder took out a stack of manuscripts from the inner room, put them on the table, and said softly:

"Let's begin. Baird, you speak first."

Baird is the magician without a badge. He looks tall and strong, and his forearm muscles are as developed as Gretel's biceps. He sat first on the left hand side of the Lord of Thunder, and bowed when he heard the words:

"I'm still studying Sun Flame Explosion recently. This magic requires the mage's ability to control light and heat. If the control is not enough, he can only use the sun stone as a casting material to guide, and the effect is not very good. I originally Zhou tried to calculate this formula...x-on:#￥%..."

Eighth-level magic, Sun Flame Explosion, a mixed magic of light and fire branches of the plastic energy system. The explosion involves high temperature, high pressure, and strong light, which can cause damage similar to sunlight to undead creatures.

To be able to study this magic, Baird must be at least a level 15 archmage. Grete's mind turned around, and the next part, in his ears, was automatically formatted into a mess.

Although Baird had a phantom flying up in his hand and automatically twisting it into a formula, there was still some high-level mental arithmetic on the spot...

Gretel said, this really can't be done, goodbye.

"Well, you can also pay attention to the recent elemental research." The Lord of Thunder nodded and gave guidance:

"I saw someone using refined pure elements as casting materials. The effect is good, better than using natural materials. You can do a material analysis on the sun stone to see what elements are contained in it..."

Could this "someone" be me? Gretel winced. Ah, using aluminum magnesium powder and oxygen as casting materials, throwing fireballs or something, the effect seems too terrifying...

"Gretel? What do you have to say?"

The Lord of Thunder suddenly glanced over. Gretel bounced up loudly:

"Report to the teacher! I want to say that you should pay attention to controlling the effect of casting! The Yangyan explosion is too powerful. If you change the casting materials rashly, be careful of injuring yourself!"

For example, using elemental sodium as a casting material...

There is definitely heat, there is definitely light, and there is definitely explosion. With a bang, it was earth-shattering.

However, whether the magician can protect himself is another matter.

Hey, has elemental sodium been made now? I'll go back and find out. If it doesn't work out, I'll ask Oro to give it a try...

The Lord of Thunder smiled and nodded at him, continuing to discuss with the eldest disciple. In the study, several older magicians smiled and exchanged glances. It was obvious that Gretel's story of "a shooting range of 200 meters and a killing radius of 300 meters" had been spread to his fellow sects by Archmage Carlisle.

The second person named was Ms. Philby, who had light brown curly hair. She had a gentle smile and a calm voice, but her words were earth-shattering when she spoke:

"Regarding the law of electric current generated by wires passing through magnetic fields, I conducted repeated experiments last week and revised the formula. The revised formula is as follows..."

Gretel slowly opened his mouth. Senior sister and teacher, you are so fierce! After observing alternating current, did you start deriving Maxwell's equations based on this?

How far have you pushed it?

Gauss's law?

Gauss's law of magnetism?

Maxwell-Ampere's law?

Faraday's law of induction?

I can't help you with this. Let me copy down the formula and I will copy it. Let me help with the derivation. I don't have this ability...

"Gretel!"

? ? ?

"Gret Nordmark!"

With a sound of brushing, all eyes in the study were focused on Gretel. Grete stood up immediately:

"teacher!"

"Sit down. - Do you understand what Philby just said?"

The Lord of Thunder swept over with a sharp gaze. Grete shuddered, subconsciously stretched out his right hand, curled his four fingers, and raised his thumb high:

"The direction of the magnetic field and the direction of the current... If the bending direction of the four fingers is the same as the direction of the current, the direction of the thumb is the direction of the north pole of the magnetic field..."

"I guess you understand a little bit." The Lord of Thunder's face softened slightly. Needless to say, the two students behind Philby were already holding notebooks and copying. Grete's vest was dripping with cold sweat, and he quickly recalled:

What does Maxwell's equations say?

What is the formula of Gauss's theorem?

How are magnetic flux and magnetic field strength calculated?

It was agreed that I wouldn’t need to speak in the first and second weeks!

The morning meeting lasted from 8:30 to 11:30 in the morning. It seems like a long time, but in fact, it is only half an hour for each disciple. Speeches, arguments, discussions, and teacher guidance are all in this half hour.

The senior brothers and sisters in front of me, including Archmage Carlisle, all fought hard for opportunities to speak and get more guidance from the teacher.

Only Grete stayed in his seat, trying hard to understand. If unfortunately you are called out, just search for Guchang and try to say a few words that can be relevant...

Even so, after the regular meeting on Monday, when everyone went to have dinner with their mentor, Grete was still enthusiastically surrounded by his senior brothers and sisters.

"Gretel? Among Master's disciples in Nevis, I am the eldest one." Baierbo, the brother who studies Yangyan Explosion, was the first to speak:

"My laboratory is downstairs, on the 375th floor, in laboratory 8. If you have something to do, if it's not convenient for you to go to the teacher, just go to me."

"Senior Brother Baierbo is extremely powerful in combat." Archmage Carlisle explained from the side:

"If someone wants to bully you, just go to him directly, and there will be no disadvantage."

Gretel hehe. The Yangyan explosion is imaginable.

Become a disciple of a legendary mage, your status will be greatly improved, and you will be able to walk around the city of mage from now on?

Well, I can only say that I won’t be bullied. After all, there are more than ten legendary mages stationed in Nevis, and the total number of disciples of the legendary mages is not even a hundred but dozens. It's impossible to bully others. It's good if someone steps up when you're being bullied.

"My laboratory is on the 81st floor of the Thunder Tower." Ms. Philby also smiled: "I am still studying the hand generator you made. Junior brother, if you have any ideas, let's do it together. Don't worry, It definitely doesn’t cost you any money!”

Grete continued to hehe. Become a disciple of a legendary mage and never worry about research funding?

What do you think? Research funding is a bottomless pit. If there is a suitable budget, every legend wants a floating version of the Tower of Babel. However, now, they can only share one for everyone, and it is still rooted in the ground.

Senior sister, it’s not that I look down on the funds you have. If my cloud screen involves high-energy particles, your funds... will probably not be enough...

The brothers and sisters are more enthusiastic than the other. A young mage who is only at level 5 can keep up with their research ideas and can speak logically in the morning meeting. This qualification is definitely not bad. If you can help, please help. Anyway, with the connections of several great mages together, it will be easy to do anything...

"By the way, I heard that you are going to set up a medical research institute. How is the progress now?"

"Brothers and sisters, please help T_T" Grete immediately hit the snake and stuck it on the stick:

"Who knows where to recruit apprentices from..."

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