A Hospital in Another World? Chapter 1015: Necromancers: Compete for the Thesis! Go!

“Is the vaccine ready?”

“No, no, no, at best we can say that the attenuated strain for vaccine production has been initially selected.”

After selecting it, we still need to further test its toxicity, viral load, antibody titer, and the duration of antibody maintenance...

But Garrett can't do all of this now. Are you kidding me, testing antibodies?

Do you know about radioimmunoassay? Immunofluorescence? Enzyme-linked immunosorbent assay?

First, we don't have reagents, second, we don't have instruments, and third, we don't even know what antibodies are. How can we test?

However, humans in the past walked this path step by step. Without reagents, without instruments, without PCR, without anything...

But without reagents, they tested on animals. If they weren't sure about the toxicity, they injected large doses of the virus again and again to see if the vaccinated animals would get infected.

They tested on animals first, then on humans, accumulating data from large numbers of subjects. During this process, if one or two, eight or ten died, that was inevitable...

"Good job! Let me see the experiment records... Very good, now, what we need to do is repeat the previous experiments."

He looked directly at the other, speaking clearly:

"Since you have discovered the validation method, the next phase of validation is up to you. Using this generation of pathogens, pass it down through five generations of mice by injection, recording their conditions and resistance. At least 100 mice per generation—"

Demetri took a sharp breath. Five generations, 100 mice per generation, each raised for at least three days... Half a month would pass.

In this half month, someone must take shifts around the clock, watching the mice without blinking. Feeding them, giving them water, cleaning the cages, adjusting various breeding conditions, ensuring they don't die from reasons other than yellow fever;

Someone must check each mouse, ensuring no small changes are missed;

Someone must inject each mouse with the previous generation's infected blood, or use infected mosquitoes to bite them, watching if they contract yellow fever;

Finally, someone must dissect each one, observing changes in their cells and tissues...

It feels like the five of them will be busy to the point of exhaustion in the next half month!

Yet the Plague Lord still asked:

"Do you know why we are doing this?"

Demetri racked his brains. Fortunately, he didn't stop thinking during mechanical operations and quickly provided an answer:

"You said that this pathogen will constantly change during iterations. Some will become stronger, some weaker—we want to mass-produce vaccines in the future. To do so, we must ensure that the pathogen does not suddenly become stronger again!"

In academic terms, it is to verify the genetic stability of the virus and ensure there is no reversion to virulence. Garrett nodded:

"Go ahead. When this subtopic is finished, you will write the thesis."

"Wh—Yes!"

A huge opportunity had fallen from the sky. Fragrant and hot. Although it was still a bit hollow—the project wasn't finished yet—it already made Mage Demetri see stars:

Can I really get a thesis?

After a month or two of hard work, I can get a thesis?

The Plague Lord has always been generous to his subordinates. Many papers from Oak Grove Research Institute only have him as a corresponding author, giving the first authorship to others—

These papers are published in journals like , , or at least , and they are basically accepted without question!

"Rest assured! I will do my best!"

He bowed and ran off. Back in his dorm, he rolled onto his bed, heart pounding. After a while, he suddenly jumped up and ran next door to knock:

"Hoover! Please help me!—Give me a sleep spell!"

He must sleep immediately!

He must ensure sleep!

Too excited to meditate properly, he had to ensure sufficient sleep to have the energy to work tomorrow!

Mage Demetri threw himself into testing the attenuated strain, working to exhaustion. In another group, someone else was also about to collapse:

"Idiot! Can't you tell the difference between an egg and an egg? If you can't sense life, go to the darkroom and inspect each one! Pick the ones with blood veins! I told you not to trust those natives! Select all the eggs yourself!"

"No… Look at my eyes, inspecting eggs in the darkroom every day, my eyes are red like this..."

"Ahhh! The egg died again! It died again! Why! I clearly turned it on time!"

"Idiot! The Plague Lord said to seal the injection hole after injecting the egg!—If using paraffin wax is troublesome, can't you use a repair spell? Can't you even use a level 0 repair spell? Are you still a mage? Why don't you jump off a mountain!"

"Where to inject? The Plague Lord said there are four parts of the egg: amniotic cavity, allantoic cavity, chorioallantoic membrane, and yolk sac. Inject 100 eggs for each part!—Of course, we don't know where to inject, so we need to experiment!"

"Idiot! You crushed the egg again! If you're so clumsy, let a skeleton do it! Next time you crush one, you'll eat it yourself!"

"Don't! I can eat two eggs, but I can't stomach the unhatched ones..."

"Which day's egg to inject? We don't know, so we need to test! From the first visible day, count a batch each day, and inject each batch!"

Poor necromancers, skilled in dissecting corpses, were now injecting eggs... and every so often you would hear a "crack" as a shell broke and the contents spilled.

Successful injection was not the end; they had to keep the eggs alive, maintaining temperature, turning them regularly. After five, six, seven, eight days, they had to crack open the eggs, take out the chicks, grind them, centrifuge, filter, and inject...

"This batch seems no good... can't infect with the pathogen, can't make the mice resistant..."

"This batch is no good either..."

"This batch..."

"This batch..."

"This batch is good!" Finally, a mage jumped up high:

"This batch is good! Injecting the yolk sac on the 10th day after incubation, the pathogen can survive! It can survive!!!"

"If it can survive, produce more batches! What are you staring at? We are competing with the mouse group and the rabbit group! In the end, the group that produces the vaccine most cost-effectively gets to write the thesis! Hurry up! Repeat the verification quickly!"

"…Isn't there a cell group competing too?"

"Don't mention it. The cell group hasn't grown anything. Everything they try dies, even the cells themselves... It's said someone had an idea to pour treatment potion into the cells. The cells barely survived, but the pathogen was killed clean..."

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