Hogwarts: Becoming a god from reselling fresh food

"The proliferation of specific T cells using white fresh accelerator is very fast, and the antibody magnetic bead separation step only takes a short time. However, we need to prepare materials. In about a day, we can prepare enough specific T cells."

"one day?"

Murphy was a little surprised. If it only takes one day, maybe Celica can be saved.

As the last barrier of human immunity, it is also a super immune arsenal with unlimited countermeasures. Once the human immune system activates specific immunity, there is basically no enemy that cannot be defeated.

Originally, he felt that Celica had been infected, and if it was delayed for a few days, she might be gone immediately, so he told Alex in advance to let him be mentally prepared.

But now it seems that she may be saved.

Since we have decided to go to the village to get the spiritual seed, we will save Celica if we can.

This T-cell immune enhancement therapy requires the collection of the subject's immune cells first, so Murphy had a large tube of blood drawn.

This blood will then be separated by centrifugation to obtain peripheral blood mononuclear cells, which will then undergo antigen induction and magnetic bead sorting to activate T cells, and then enter the clonal proliferation stage.

Murphy didn't need to be involved in this. He left the Baiyao R\u0026D Center and called the Insurance Group through the special channel provided by the security team and asked for some equipment. Since many of them were prohibited from private possession, he asked Murphy paid a small fortune.

But Murphy didn't care about this. He hadn't spent all the cash he looted from Yitzhak.

…

Two days later, Caerphilly.

Murphy took out a map and looked at it, then looked up at the forest in front of him, "This is it."

Following the clues left on the Celica paper crane, the two found the stone pillars at the edge of the forest. After activating them with magic in order, it was as if the field of vision was suddenly widened, and several trees moved on their own. On both sides, a path emerged that was only large enough for one person to pass.

"Remember, just wait here. Don't go in. I need you to respond outside. If anything happens, I will contact you through the messenger paper crane. Then just follow my instructions. .do you understand?"

Murphy finally warned Alex.

"Understood. Boss, you have to be careful." Alex said and handed a suitcase to Murphy.

The latter took the traceless stretch suitcase, opened it, first took out an M40 gas mask and put it on, then took out a set of A-level chemical protective clothing, wrapped himself tightly, and then took out a tactical belt and tied it on , with four wands inserted on it, a swing stick, a tactical dagger, a Glock, and an MP5K micro punch.

After checking all the equipment, Murphy walked straight into the forest under the gaze of the stunned Alex.

The trees kept parting in front of him and closing behind him. After walking for more than ten minutes, Murphy came to a stone wall.

"Um?"

Celica didn't mention there was a stone wall?

He was about to blast a hole with a thunderbolt explosion, but after thinking about it, he took another step forward, stretched out his hand with protective gloves, and actually sank directly into the wall.

"I see."

This wall is similar to the wall at platform nine and three-quarters, it is a hidden passage.

He took one step in, walked through a dark passage, and then stepped out and came to a small bridge.

The small river surrounding the village flows under the bridge. On the other side of the bridge are several masonry buildings with thatched roofs. The white paint on the walls has almost peeled off, revealing the damaged red bricks inside, which look very old.

It is now November, the autumn wind is brisk, the sky is exceptionally high, and visibility is very good.

Murphy could clearly see the orchards and livestock sheds in the village that were surrounded by low fences. Further away, there were some farmland scattered under the dense ash and beech trees. Several people dressed as farmers were in the fields. Driving livestock, it seems that they are plowing.

The entire village is covered with beech trees, covered with red and yellow fallen leaves everywhere, and looks quiet and peaceful in the sunshine.

This place has a nice scenery.

"Woof! Woof!" A few barks brought Murphy's attention back.

When he turned around, he saw a dark-brown Welsh terrier barking at him on the steps of a small house not far away.

Murphy glanced at it without paying attention. Just as he was thinking about how to find Celica, he suddenly felt something was wrong and looked at the dog again.

The dog was extremely thin, and its black and gray hair was stained with something. It was stuck together in clumps, as if it had just emerged from a garbage heap.

But that was not what attracted Murphy's attention. He carefully looked at the right side of the dog's face, and sure enough he found a black thing hanging on its face, swinging back and forth as it barked.

There is a rope-like tie on the black thing, which is connected to the dog's deep right eye socket.

"..."

Sure enough, it was an eye.

An eye that has long since dried up.

Looking at the dog again, it was clear that several places on the body and face were rotten. The fur fell off, but it was just covered with dirt or something, which was not obvious.

The dog is probably dead.

Murphy thought for a moment and pulled out an old wand, "Avada Kedavra!"

"Bang!" The dog was hit by the magic spell and flew up, hitting the door of the small house.

However, after a while, the dog stood up tremblingly. Except for the hole in its chest where the curse had hit it, the death curse that everyone in the wizarding world was afraid of seemed to have no effect on it. .

Sure enough, he was dead.

What is it that you can still move after death? Zombie dog? Infernal dog?

However, he still saw something different. Something blue and translucent seemed to be exposed on the dog's chest where it was punched through.

This...could it be?

Murphy was about to send a blazing fire over to see how the zombie dog was able to resist fire, when the door of the hut suddenly opened.

A hunchbacked old lady with a scarf on her head came out. She was obviously stunned for a while when she saw Murphy's appearance, but she still slowly walked down the steps. Behind her was a young man who kicked the dog. The person stopped shouting.

"You are a new guest, right?" the old man said with a kind look on her face. She held a notebook. "This village doesn't often have outsiders. You need to register before coming."

"Register?"

Murphy glanced at the white bones exposed on the old man's outstretched left arm and shook his head, "No need, I'm here to find someone. I'll leave as soon as I find him."

"No! There's Black Death outside! You can't enter the village without registering!" The young man glared at Murphy fiercely, "What if you bring the plague in? Also, take off whatever you are wearing! Expose it! your face!"

Murphy looked at the fist-sized hole under the collar of the latter's neck and rolled his eyes.

Take off the protective clothing?

Waiting to be sprayed with your vomit?

Do you think I’ve never played Resident Evil?

Did you know that I am the boss of Umbrella!

Who knows more about zombies than me?

But he also had some curiosity in his heart.

These guys are obviously dead, but why are they still talking here and worrying about the plague?

Whether zombies or inferi, aren't they all sane?

"Have you been in charge of registration here?" Murphy asked, "Have you ever seen a girl named Celica?"