I Like This Dream!

In this way, Anxu's territory successfully survived the plague incident during the city's construction.

The above sentence was said too lightly, but An Xu thought so in his heart. She made preliminary preparations and successfully recruited a high-level NPC with the three disciplines of physics, chemistry and medicine. Then wouldn't it be a matter of course for the plague to be solved?

She has more confidence than Alva. She will give money to Alva when he asks for it, and never mind the slow progress. Alva didn't say anything, but he was a little more satisfied and trusting of such an employer. At least he wouldn't carry explosives with him wherever he went - he had enough hidden under his silver armor that day to cover most of Thunder Castle. The amount of explosives blasting into the sky made him decide that he would jump into the stake since he couldn't escape.

An Xu found out about this after a long time, and he was whipped for a long time just because he missed a bad ending (the ending where the target's favorability fell below the warning line, causing the character to turn black and kill the protagonist, a slang term in love games).

Another sign of Alva's increased trust after a few trials was that he started doing things that seemed really wizardly.

He would take away the nearly burned bodies and openly dissect them in a bright place. He extracted feces, vomitus and blood from the patients, put them into bottles and jars, and repeated this process many times. In fact, Alva even attempted to insert a hollow silver needle into the neck of a living person.

I didn't want to kill you, I just wanted to get something from your bones. He frowned and explained, Human bones are hollow and have paste inside. Have you ever eaten the leg bones of wild beasts? Pry it open and the thing inside can be sucked out and eaten...

The patient had fainted from fright.

The healer who was sent by Anxu to assist Alva ran back crying to the God's Favored One. The poor man had developed a conditioned reflex and would vomit it out as soon as he saw Mr. Wizard take out something sharp. Ansu went to see Alva, who was more dissatisfied with the people she sent there, calling them stupid and cowardly. Are these cowards really border troops? he questioned.

Being able to kill the enemy bravely does not mean being able to watch you disembowel yourself without changing your expression, okay? An Xu complained in his heart.

How about this, I give you some young people who can read, and you teach them? She said, The students you teach will never be afraid of what they are learning.

Although there is no solution yet, Alva has determined that the plague is spread through water sources and body fluids. As long as you are careful, a small number of ordinary people will not be afraid of being infected if they enter the affected area. Anxu made this suggestion, and Alva glanced at her, knowing full well what she was planning.

Thirty apprentices between the ages of eight and eighteen can be illiterate, but they cannot have alphas, Alva said.

What about people with undifferentiated genders? An Xu asked.

It's up to you. Alva said, I don't teach alphas anyway.

Okay. An Xu rubbed his nose, and finally chose a few children with no gender differentiation.

There was no way, this kind of thing was not easy to recruit, so she asked people to go door to door, and in the end, only twenty-two people signed up. After all, there were really not many people who were willing to associate with the plague and weirdos who do things like wizards. many. There are fourteen omegas, two betas, and six children among these twenty-two people. Their living conditions are not very good, and they mostly go there for the allowance they can get as apprentices.

Lydia, do you want to study? An Xu asked the ascetic monk on a whim.

There is currently no book to grind, everyone is busy, and only Lydia has nothing to do with the God's Favored One every day. She was obviously still young, but she had no peers to interact with and no hobbies to pass the time. She seemed a little lonely.

You don't need me anymore? Lydia asked.

An Xu shook his head quickly and explained the situation. Although there is a need for healers over there, it doesn't have to be you. She added, It doesn't matter if you go or not, it just depends on whether you want to.

It is sacrilegious to insult a corpse, said Lydia.

An Xu was stunned by this answer. He didn't expect that his bound breast would still think like this. She always subconsciously felt that her teammates who stayed around her must have been convinced by her and believed in herself more than they believed in an unknown god. She really underestimated the brainwashing power of religion.

It's my fault. I haven't talked to you much recently. An Xu reflected, Those words you said to me, what do you think about the fact that people can save themselves?

Lydia frowned, troubled by this problem. The Ashram requires only recitation and prayer, reception and transmission, rather than thought to oneself. “That’s not what the Trappist said,” she said.

I'm asking what you think. An Xu asked persistently.

The ascetic monastery uses high-pressure brainwashing to make the ascetics have no ideas and cultivate the best tools. But this also means that they only obey orders and receive information. The ideas of the Holy See fill their minds, but they are not their own thoughts.

The ascetic bit his lip and said, I don't know.

Look, now you can at least say that you have no specific preference. Well done! An Xu smiled and applauded, Since you don't know, then just throw all this aside. If you are a person without any identity Ordinary people suddenly see such an opportunity, do you want to go?

I'm not an ordinary person. Lydia said seriously, I'm an ascetic.

I mean what if! An Xu pinched her face, What if?

Lydia did not answer. The virtual concept of what if was too difficult for her, or it was too difficult to imagine life as an ordinary person.

You are here, you are just Lydia. An Xu said seriously, And I will not let others take you back to the monastery, understand? Have you ever seen someone rob me, and have you succeeded? ? No? Let me ask you, do you want to go?

Lydia looked at her, thought for a while, and nodded.

So twenty-two turned into twenty-three, and Anxu walked into the epidemic area with a group of anxious new students (except Lydia). These days, the old city has been completely overthrown and rebuilt, and people with special abilities in civil engineering have built Thunder Castle—the first hospital in the world. Not far away was the site of Alva's experiments, which soon became the first medical school.

Alva's assistant, a nameless and taciturn old woman, led them to the classroom where they had been cleared away. There was already someone there, it was the boy who rushed out when Alva was taken away. Hearing someone coming in, the two men raised their heads from a disemboweled corpse.

Some of the apprentices exclaimed. Alva was not moved at all by their expressions and the number of people. He scanned the crowd with critical eyes and said coldly: Those who can't stand this can just go out. Why are you stunned? Jay, give me the scissors. I.

Out of uneasiness (and too much leisure), Anxu watched a class.

Alva, while very strict (I just have a low tolerance for stupidity.), is competent. While cutting, he explained what the taken-out organ did in the body, how it worked, what would happen if it broke; which parts were related to the plague, what the apprentices needed to do next, and what was the use of doing these things. It’s just that Alva was impatient to name. There were parts of the world that had no generally accepted names due to lack of understanding, so he casually named them “this”, “that”, “under the heart”, and “red meat No. 2”. An Xu would interrupt from time to time and tell him the scientific names he knew. She couldn't help but open up her mind, thinking that if this was a world, she would be considered as having contributed to preventing future travelers from having to learn strange medical terms again.

The first class lasted more than an hour, and Anxu was constantly shocked by Alva's super-age insights. How did you do it? Do you know so much about the human body? She couldn't help but ask later. Alva showed a bloody smile and replied: When two omegas are traveling alone, they will always meet many people who jump out and devote themselves to the development of science.

That's another story.

The new students did not learn very quickly, but fortunately they had no prejudices and had not done anything untoward. They were more courageous than the people in the monastery and the border army. Jay has obviously learned the content of this lesson and is able to help his classmates. He has a very harmless aura, and he is very good at dealing with people, stopping and encouraging these nervous freshmen, and he vaguely looks like a monitor after just one class.

Surprisingly, the student who learned the best from this group was Lydia. Even Alva, who was stingy in praising her, said she was a good youngster who was neither frightened nor frightened. She had a very steady hand when holding the knife and was able to accurately execute the knife. She could also remember the precautions taught by the teacher without missing a word. Lidya had a wooden face from beginning to end, but An Xu always felt that she was much more energetic. The God's Favored One looked at Lidya cutting the mosaic, and couldn't help but feel relieved that my autistic daughter finally went out to play.

Alva's laboratory and small classroom are so disharmonious that it is natural that there will be no resistance. When Anxu asked Alva to buy everything she wanted, some people began to worry that she had been possessed by a wizard. However, given that the God's Favored Ones are powerful and unreasonably unpredictable, these resistances did not create any splash in the end.

The outside monks finally had a memory, and they were as quiet as virgins, secretly provoking the abbot to take action. However, Dennis was well versed in the principle of peace and anger and turned a blind eye to the blasphemy under his nose. Instead, he took the opportunity to connect with the merchants' guild, whose business was greatly affected, and started new business. The monks were considerate of the believers who were unable to go to church because of the plague, and were willing to come to people's homes to pray. During the service, they would mention what kind of goods are popular in the capital recently, what farm products are in the season of harvest and prices are reduced, and what kind of goods are available in such and such places. A certain specialty is becoming very popular. The monastery advertised, the idle detachment of the border army purchased the goods, and the merchants shipped the goods, creating a one-stop service.

Jane murmured in private more than once about the foolish behavior of the God's Favored One (She should have sex! A stupid kid who doesn't know anything, how can he meet an old goblin who has been married!), and was beaten by the adjutant. All said and done, I finally didn't stand out. The border soldier who came back with a pale face after being borrowed deepened her dissatisfaction with that monster. Every time she talked about Alva, she could roll her eyes to the sky. An Xu felt subtly that she was a bit like Zhang Fei on TV when Uncle Liu Huang had just welcomed back Zhuge's military advisor, and he almost pointed his nose at Alva and scolded him for being a vixen.

In a sense, their worries are right. An Xu, a handsome man, meets a handsome uncle who is very similar to her. If she is not careful, she will say, Oh no, the god's favored person was killed by the victim! or Oh no! Tragedies such as the world's first god-level scientist blew himself up because of his employer's injustice and so on. Fortunately, before Anxu had time to notice how Alva looked, he had already placed him in the position of a scientific leader.

You will drool over a handsome guy, but what if that handsome guy is an academician of the Chinese Academy of Sciences? Some people may continue to covet him, but Ansu is not the type.

She is cowardly.

Well, no, the author means that she respects science. When An Xu was studying, Mathematics, Physics, and Chemistry struggled to score more than a dozen points above the passing line. He was so overwhelmed with advanced mathematics in college that he was filled with awe when he saw a top student in Mathematics, Physics, and Chemistry, and thought of his own despair in high school. After going through hell for several times and about to kill her teacher, how can she still have pink thoughts. Besides, Alva, is that an ordinary academic? He is simply a world-class scientist!

An Xu felt that he was already working hard if he didn't smile like a fool at scientists every day.

Before autumn, a patient recovered. Alva developed a cure for the plague.

People who were lifted from the ban met in markets and schools and cheered, but there was no surprise of witnessing a miracle. The God-favored ones have already said that the plague can be treated! Don’t you see that those favored by God are always confident? They never imagined that the confidence that the God's Favored Ones would win came from their experience as players. Each one of them was as relaxed and happy as the horses coming out of the stalls after the harsh winter.

Alva and their apprentices, who successfully created the special medicine, once again became famous, but this time it was not infamy. The students named those apprentices medical students and said that once they graduate, they can become doctors. For a while, people flocked in. Mr. Alva stopped accepting students, but he didn’t restrict the audience, right?

Alva suddenly stopped during a class and walked towards a person at the dissecting table who was so close that he was splashed with blood. He looked at the other person's white clothes and asked, Are you a holy person?

Ah, no, I'm Neil... the man said in a panic, I, you saved me, I've changed my mind, I want to... I'll get out right away!

In addition to saints, people who have sworn to never marry or to remain chaste from now on also wear white clothes. There are two people in white clothes in the classroom, both of whom were former prostitutes. Their faces turned red at being called out, and they wanted to go out anxiously.

Although black clothes are resistant to stains, it is not easy to see what is stained. I can't expect you people to be as careful as me. Alva muttered to himself, then raised his voice and said: All medical students will wear this from now on. White clothes, so as not to bring any source of infection back! As a thank you for discovering this problem...

He waved to the two men and said, Get yourself a chair, you are my students now.