Chapter 609: Come and See Me, Please Give a Lecture (10,000 Rewards Plus Update 4)

"Out."

"Out."

"He actually came out alive."

"I still walked out on my own!"

The door of the operating room opened (actually the door of the hall opened, Grete's portable operating room, just cancel the spell), and a group of people filed out:

Mrs. Alva's face was as dark as water, and she was taking long strides. Only the students who are most familiar with her can see a hint of relaxation in the fluctuation of her skirt;

Archmage Grom looked shocked. He took two steps, looked back, took two more steps, and turned back again. It looked like he could dive back into the room at any time if someone wasn't following him;

Archmage Bennett was even more distraught. He leaned against the wall and turned his head back, almost like a crab. His eyes fell on the injured person, and he couldn't bear to twist it.

As for the injured person, he was unconscious before and went in sideways; now he is conscious and walks out!

His eyes were bright and his vision was flexible. If it weren't for the blood stains on his face, neck, and chest, it would be as if nothing had happened.

"Olivier!"

"Olivier, you survived!"

The necromancers who gathered at the door of the operating room to greet him all breathed a sigh of relief when they saw their colleagues escaping.

They greeted each other with greetings, waved, and some even went around to his left to catch the perspective of his left eye:

"Olivier, can you see? Can you see with this eye?"

"Can you really see? Not with magic? - We all heard it just now, you were calling you blind!"

"We're all ready to call you One-Eyed!"

"roll!"

Olivier was so angry that he roared with all his strength.

A group of people moved forward noisily. After walking a few steps, I encountered a group of stunned magicians who looked like they were petrified:

These magicians all wore neat black clothes, short jackets, and tight trousers. A team of five people tightly sandwiched the murderer in the middle, tugging on the magic shackles on his body.

Obviously, the law enforcement team of the parliament received the report and came to take the murderer into custody.

And in the spirit of taking paid leave and working hard to fish, they also waited at the door, planning to see what the victim's outcome would be. Death, paralysis, or blindness?

If he is dead or paralyzed, the murderer will be put on death row; if he is only blind in one eye, it depends on the strength of the backstage intercession. If the strength is high, maybe he can be promoted to a higher level?

Then, they waited for a victim with full beard and tail, who walked out of the operating room on his own and could still joke with others.

...The knife that was promised was inserted into the eye?

...We were promised to be unconscious, but the person is already dying?

...What about the intentional homicide that was agreed upon? !

"Ah!...Ah!"

The murderer roared suddenly. Even though he was gagged and couldn't sing, and his small body couldn't break free from the magic shackles, it still didn't stop his eyes from being bloodshot, and he broke the shackles with a loud clanking sound:

Why are you still alive? !

Why are you still alive!

My life is over, how can this guy have nothing to do!

He stared at the other person for a while, then turned his gaze to Gretel at the end of the crowd. It's him! It's him!

Gretel is surrounded by a group of necromancers. Everyone looked at him with admiring eyes and said one by one:

"A miracle doctor!"

"It's amazing!"

"If you poke your eyes out, they can be cured!"

Grete: ...I'm not, I didn't, don't talk nonsense!

The reason why his eyesight was preserved was that his eyes were not blinded at all!

"How to say?"

"Didn't they all stick in the eyes?"

"Mage Nordmark, if you have time, please tell them." Archmage Grom in front paused and turned back with a smile:

"How about we go sit over there?"

"Yeah!"

Before Grete could answer, the necromancers beside him were already nodding their heads. With all their hands and feet, coupled with the skeletons' hands and feet stretching out from between the people, they could only just carry Gretel away on the spot.

Now that the person has been rescued, everything can be said about holding the murderer accountable and making compensation. Archmage Grom left a disciple to handle the negotiations here, while he escaped——

With the group of necromancers who came to discuss topics, see their colleagues, and join in the fun, Gretel was directly dragged back to the Tower of Sleeplessness:

"Come on, let's talk about it. Why is it okay to pull out this knife when it's inserted into it? What should we pay attention to when rescuing it?"

Grete didn't react at all and was already pinned down in the center of the circular lecture theater. There was a wooden table in front of him, thick with pulp and bloody, and it looked like an operating table.

There are circles around it, going straight up, more like a deep well than a large theater. Every circle of railings was crowded, and countless necromancers stuck their heads out and looked down:

"Mage Nordmark, please tell me!"

"Yeah, tell me about it!"

There are also two necromancers, one on the left and one on the right, urging at the same time:

On the left is Linn, who came after hearing the news. His golden skeleton is considerate and has taken off his own head, preparing to use it as a teaching aid for Gretel;

On the right is Olivier, who escaped with his life, holding the sharp knife drawn from his eyes in both hands. The blade was dripping with blood and had not been wiped clean.

Gretel was very suspicious. If the skeleton was not suitable as a teaching aid, he planned to use himself as a teaching aid...

Gretel sighed, took the skull in his left hand (the golden skull bowed in a semblance of a gesture), and raised it high. After showing it around, he took the sharp knife in his right hand and stabbed it diagonally into the skull's left eye socket:

"Look, everyone, this knife is close to the left eye socket and penetrated from under the eyeball. The eyeball is not injured, and the optic nerve behind the eyeball is not injured..."

"can not see clearly!"

"Yes, I can't see clearly!"

The necromancers were all shouting. Gretel raised his head and shouted back:

"Release the secret eye yourselves!"

"You can put as many as you want, as long as they don't interfere with each other!"

Swishing, swishing, swishing, several light groups flew down from all directions, spreading a light screen around them. Gretel picked up the skull, stimulated the X-ray film recorded by the chip, and continued to explain based on the film:

"Look at the path of the knife... it is inserted diagonally downward, passing through the nasal cavity, pharynx, and all the way to the neck. Very fortunately, the path of the blade did not damage any important organs, nerves, or blood vessels..."

The necromancers had mixed reactions. Some magicians who focused on the human body and anatomy listened with great interest. While listening, they leaned on the railing and took notes quickly.

Some people who focus on magic and don't do many autopsies will hear it in a fog and have no idea what Gretel is talking about. After listening for a while, someone shouted again:

"Mage Nordmark, we can't remember where this knife passed by!"

"Yes, this skeleton is also empty, there is nothing inside!"

"What about the brain, blood vessels, nerves, which one is where? Can you tell me more about it!"

...Look, look, this is the result of not memorizing the system and going directly to surgery...

If it were in medical school, such students would have been kicked out of the classroom by Grete. However, this is the Tower of Sleeplessness. Gretel cannot kick people, he can only roll his eyes at them:

"If you don't know, go back and look up the information! Go back and preview! Let me tell you next time. If anyone is still arguing here, come and see me!"

I don’t know where the organs, tissues, and blood vessels in the head are. Do you want me to dissect the victim and tell you about it live? !

"Yes, come and see you!"

The necromancer boiled. Gretel instantly saw the classroom door open, and two black-robed mages swooped out with agility that was inconsistent with their profession.

After a while, one of them came running back. He stretched out his hands, held a plate, and placed it in front of Gretel:

On the dark wooden plate, there was a dead human head with intact hair, skin and flesh, and eyeballs intact, staring at Grete faintly.

"Mage Nordmark, please—"

The necromancer who sent the person's head bent slightly, stared at Gretel, and smiled flatteringly at him:

"This head belongs to us, you can just dissect it, there will still be some left after you dissect him!"

Gretel: "..."

what is this?

Are you really coming to see me?

Well, it is indeed more convenient to have an anatomy teacher on hand to explain the anatomy of the head...

He calmed down, took half a step back, and bowed seriously to the head. The loudspeaker magic surrounding the operating table spread his whispers throughout the classroom:

"Thank you for dedicating your precious body to the cause of medicine and teaching us medical knowledge. Your dedication will be remembered by us forever -"

After bowing, the head was fixed and the dissection began carefully. While dissecting, he explained, compared with the X-rays, used [Silent Phantom] to enlarge, and marked various organs and tissues in different colors:

Alas, speaking of which, he had never dissected a human head in his previous life. The general anatomy teacher who explained the class was only assigned one arm, and he was still in a group of four...

If I hadn't harvested a lot of wool from the Black Crow Swamp after traveling through time, and secretly dissected a few bodies myself, I would have been embarrassed today.

In any case, it is still very pleasant to be able to get a general teacher. Grete cut open one by one, from organs to tissues, from nerves to blood vessels. The sword flashed, and there was a smile on his lips:

With the half-cut dead head in front of him, no matter how you look at it, he has the potential to be a perverted scientist.

With live dissection, even necromancers who are not familiar with the system can listen to it with interest. There was no sound at the scene, only the sound of Grete's explanation and the sound of taking notes. After the autopsy and the lecture, I couldn’t help but sigh:

"Actually, today is still very dangerous. If the angle of the knife is flatter, it may penetrate the medulla oblongata; if the knife is longer, it may pierce the internal carotid artery, and rescue may not be possible..."

"Mage Nordmark, how did you see this blood vessel?"

"Yes, how can you tell!"

There was a lot of shouting at the scene. Grete smiled, pointed at the angiography and was about to explain it, when in the corner, His Excellency the Archmage suddenly burst out:

"Go away! Go away! This person's unique technique is for no reason, why should I tell you about it! Today's lecture ends here!"

The necromancers dispersed in a hurry. Grete looked at them with nostalgia, with sad eyes:

Why is this necessary? After I have finished speaking, if I ask you for technical exchange, you will be embarrassed not to give it!

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