Chapter 961 Disease Girl: Who! Who Stole My Power! (Ten Thousand Rewards Plus 2 Updates)

Shave a small area of ​​hair.

Inject medication.

Change the needle.

Change a cow, shave a small piece of hair, and inject the medicine...

Bernard, Valencimo, and the two Golden Eagle soldiers were divided into four groups, each carrying potions to work. As for Serira, she stayed with Gretel and never left:

Grete Pharmaceuticals, she was watching the production line, helping with freezing and draining;

Gretel was observing the effectiveness of the medicine, and she held a notebook next to her, writing down records, and occasionally had to subdue the bison (this is a thermometer! Don't bite!);

Gretel activated the "Directed Sterilization Technique", and she was eager to learn next to her:

"How to lock...how to lock...these bacteria all look the same! They are blunt, like short sticks, so the dye can be infected...it feels like many cells are the same? Why can't I kill them?"

"Serila, please don't kill indiscriminately!"

Grete was startled and quickly stopped her.

If you can't lock it, you can't kill indiscriminately. If you just rely on the characteristics of "blunt, short stick-like" to lock it, there will be many rod-shaped cells in the human body, oh, the cow's body! For example, rod cells, such as retinal rod cells...

Killing indiscriminately will cause big problems!

"Celera, let's review the characteristics of this cell again." With luck, Gretel projected an image of the specimen - thanks to the record of the meditation core - and then told the silver dragon girl:

"No spores, no flagella, no movement, facultatively anaerobic - it can live even with oxygen and can live without oxygen. The ends of the bacteria are often heavily stained..."

A series of descriptions were reported, and Cerela blinked, blinked, and ripples appeared in her silver-blue eyes, like two capital letters "dizzy". That expression is exactly the same as that of any student who usually doesn't study hard and just crams into things temporarily...

Grete inhaled and exhaled, and projected the record again, telling Cerela what a flagellum looked like, what a spore looked like, and what the difference was between moving and non-moving cells. After talking for a long time, Serila seemed to remember it and continued to describe:

"This thing is not big. The length is about 0.6-2.5 microns, and the width is 0.25-0.3 microns. It should not exceed 0.5 microns?"

"How do you know?"

"This... is measured under a microscope. According to the magnification, it is probably, maybe, maybe this size... Anyway, just remember it! Remember these characteristics before trying to kill. If you can't remember, don't mess around. Kill!"

Serila turned her head in dismay. Grete held the petri dish in his hand and continued working:

Well, this pathogenic bacteria looks like someone from the Pasteurella family. It can cause septicemia symptoms in cattle. Let's temporarily name it Pasteurella septicarum.

After summarizing the characteristics, use the characteristics to kill, and kill each one accurately!

But Serila was in a worse situation. No matter how she activated the spell, it was like a breeze blowing on her face, and the sick cow didn't react at all. I had no choice but to work hard and throw [Remove Disease] down one by one:

Mad! To treat the same sick cow, Grete used less than one-tenth of her strength!

Even if she is a silver dragon, a silver dragon with a much higher level than Gretel, and her magical power is many, many times that of Gretel, she cannot be wasted like this!

"Cerilla! If you can't master it yet, just follow behind and help throw healing spells!" Grete turned back and called her:

"The germs have been killed, but those cows won't recover immediately! I'm here to kill the germs and help them regain their strength!"

After the symptoms of sepsis appear, the bacteria will produce a large amount of endotoxin, which will affect the homeostasis of the sick cow and require a long time to metabolize it. In this case, killing the germs alone won't help. You need treatment to get them back to health quickly!

"All right……"

Serila pouted and followed behind, spreading healing spells one by one. Gretel walked around a large circle, tried his best to treat the sick cows in this area, and came to see the White-Horned King:

"As promised before, I will help treat the plague, and you will provide the calf to make medicine. Can you provide it now? The Buffalo Tribe and Black Panther Tribe next door are also waiting for my medicine!"

Soon, two hundred calves were neatly arranged in front of Grete. Gretel took a deep breath and pointed forward:

"The buffalo tribe! Go to work! Shave all their hair! - I'm going, why are you still using flint knives? Bring the knives!"

"[Group Sharpness Technique]!"

A flash of light flashed, and the stone knives in the hands of the natives were each covered with a layer of light. The speed of shaving the calf was so fast that Gretel had no time to see clearly:

"Wow, it's so fast! Why did I shave it off before I could see the hair clearly! Slow down! Be careful not to scratch the calf!"

No one paid any attention to him. The warriors of the buffalo tribe, these natives who have been dealing with cattle all year round, used their strength to tell Gretel:

You are professional in treating diseases, but we are professional in raising cattle...

Gretel squatted beside him. After all the calves were shaved, he took out a tube of smallpox vaccine and reached forward:

"Epidemic, Disease, Technique! - Alright, the infection is over! Come to me and get a syringe, one for each person. Hurry up and draw out the blisters!"

The natives swarmed forward.

With the Buffalo Tribe, the Black Panther Tribe, and the descendants of the White-Horned King risking their lives to fight at the front, it took the Plague Girl a full week to advance the front to where the White-Horned King was.

In these five days, the medicine created by Grete and the treatment he and Cerela jointly cured almost all the sick cows, but some of them were still a little weak;

The cowpox vaccine obtained from the calf was also given to the Buffalo Tribe and the Black Panther Tribe, the two large tribes closest to the affected girl, as well as the small tribes on the front line. All warriors, old and weak, women and children were vaccinated. Again!

"You see! There are medicines and treatments, so you don't have to be afraid of the Plague Girl!"

Gretel even went to several large tribes personally, escorted by the White-Horned King, to vaccinate the warriors. It must be said that epidemic spell + cowpox means a rapid onset of cowpox, which means that immunity can be obtained within one day.

Compared with the previous vaccination with cowpox alone, you need to wait 7 to 14 days to establish an immune barrier, and the effect is much faster!

To fight against the Plague Girl, you have to gain time!

On the second and third days, even if the soldiers were caring for smallpox patients personally, or wearing and using clothes and blankets used by smallpox patients, they were still alive and well, and they were not afraid at all!

"Don't be afraid of other diseases!" Gretel continued to lecture them:

"As long as the sick person is isolated and treated by someone, washes hands frequently, cleans all clothing, cooks all cups, bowls, and plates, eats well-cooked water and food, kills bed bugs and fleas, This can prevent the spread of the disease to the greatest extent!”

The natives were obedient. When Gretel walked away, the witch priests and great witch priests of each tribe immediately stood in his position and shouted to the tribesmen at the top of their lungs:

"You have seen it all! Our soldiers, our old, weak, women and children are not afraid of this new plague! This [Plague Lord], the youngest son of the God of Thunder, his power can completely contain the power of the plague girl!"

Such speeches were spread repeatedly among tribes. The soldiers, women and children touched the pimpled scars on their left upper arms and looked at the tribesmen who were bedridden before but were now alive and kicking. Their eyes lit up with fire:

"Lord of Plagues."

"Lord of Plagues."

"Lord of Plagues!"

The name Plague Lord sounds more majestic than [Plague Girl]! With his protection, everyone no longer has to be afraid!

"Moo——"

The White-Horned King stood on the gentle slope, lowered his head, and looked down at his tribe. Most of the cows, calves, and some young bulls that were still dying of illness have stood up, wagging their tails and snorting.

Although there are still some that are relatively weak - Cerela's treatment technique cannot cover all the sick cows after all, and most of them have to recover slowly, but this time, they survived!

Survived!

"Moo——"

The White-Horned King raised his head and roared. In the song, rich information was conveyed to the ethnic group:

"Everyone has seen it! The power of the plague girl is not terrible! Everyone, move back and go to a clean place. Don't eat the grass around the sick person, and don't drink the water excreted by the sick person!"

"Warriors, the Lord of Plague is making new equipment for you! With the protection of the Lord of Plague, the power of the Plague Girl will be weakened to the lowest level!"

"Moo——"

On the grassland, the crowing of cattle shook the sky.

Grete covered her mouth from a distance. In front of him, large pieces of rubber and glass piled up into a hill, which were constantly flying, deforming, and combining under the influence of his mental power.

Cerela squatted at the other end, with her fingers spread out, controlling a ball of flame to cover the tree trunk in front of her. While contracting the flame, he muttered something:

"Activated carbon...activated carbon...it needs to be very fine charcoal, with many, many, many, many holes on the surface...how to make it! Why is Gretel's requirements so high!"

Gretel: Alas, there is nothing I can do... At present, it seems that the way the plague girl spreads this germ is mainly through inhalation. Maybe it will be better to wear a gas mask on those warrior cows?

The intense preparations seemed like they would never be finished. And the plague girl's attack finally arrived after all kinds of delays and resistance.

The White-Horned King had already sent away the cows and cubs in the group, and brought the strong bulls, especially the powerful monsters, to fight against the enemy. The Buffalo Tribe, Black Panther Tribe, and some warriors and shaman priests from small tribes also held weapons and stood ready.

Sitting not far behind the White-Horned King, on a smooth and extremely strong bull, Gretel saw the appearance of this god with his own eyes:

In the distance, a black wind pillar moved forward wrapped in a large mass of black air. Wherever he passed, the ground was scorched black and the vegetation was withered.

"Pandemic Girl! Your power has exhausted!" Right in front, the White-Horned King raised his head high and roared with all his strength. And in the wind column, a scream immediately came out, sharp and hoarse:

"Who is it! Who stole my power! Who is it!"

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