A Hospital in Another World? Chapter 1039: The Light that Captured the Virus

Garrett fell to the ground, drenched in cold sweat. Cirilla ran over, raising her hand to pour cold water on him as he had instructed, but Aishe Moon Song quickly grabbed her:

"Wait, wait, wait! He doesn't know any better; you can't listen to him! Pouring cold water on him now will make him sick! Blow some warm air on him and give him something hot to drink!"

As she spoke, she fished out a reddish-purple fruit from her pocket and shoved it into Garrett's mouth without a word. Garrett barely had time to react before the fruit burst against his teeth, flooding his mouth with juice.

"Ugh!"

Garrett's face twisted in an instant. Despite the fruit's red-purple color, it was incredibly sour!

Fortunately, glucose water was quickly handed to him. Garrett drank an entire bottle before he felt better, sitting on the ground with his eyes closed, breathing lightly.

So, using the meditation core at full capacity also consumes energy. It not only drains mana but also physical stamina. If he doesn't want his blood sugar to plummet, he needs to ensure a high level of mana supply while meditating...

With this lesson, Garrett finally understood that while his meditation core could function like a Tower Spirit in a Mage Tower, his body couldn't. He adjusted his pace, slowed down, and continued his research:

Human blood samples, human blood samples, human blood samples...

Monkey blood samples, monkey blood samples, monkey blood samples...

One day, two days, three days, five days. The spell 【Bloodline Identification】, seemingly low-level, was extraordinarily rich in detail:

It could identify the blood type of the blood owner—specifically, it could distinguish the antigen specificity on the surface of red blood cells and display it as an image in the meditation vision;

It could identify the concentrations of potassium, sodium, and calcium in the blood—specifically, it could detect ion concentrations and display them as images;

It could identify the blood owner's race—Garrett suspected it could analyze the DNA or DNA fragments in the blood and match them to a DNA list in the spell library for output;

Now, it could also identify viruses and antibodies in the blood...

Garrett suspected that this spell scanned the blood using some type or many types of invisible light waves, stimulating various large protein molecules, DNA, or ions to form rich images.

Of course, because the information triggered by the spell was too abundant, previous information analysis was quite insufficient. After extensive research and comparison, one day, Garrett closed his eyes, and a bright light appeared in his hand:

This is it!

This position, this spell fragment!

This image, it is the spell image of the yellow fever virus he was looking for!

"Prepare the serum for me!" Garrett suddenly stood up:

"Serum, chicken embryos, vaccines! Prepare 10 samples of each; let me test if I can use the spell to identify this pathogen!"

Researchers ran out of their labs. Those related to the task of preparing serum, chicken blood, and vaccines ran particularly fast, while those unrelated also moved quickly:

"Mage Nordmark, has your research yielded results?"

"Plague Lord, can this pathogen be identified using spells?"

"Do you need assistance? We can organize the data! We can help write the paper without needing credit!"

"Ahem—"

Archmage Haines leisurely walked out. His gaze swept around, and the necromancers scattered. Satisfied, Haines turned to Garrett, giving a stiff smile:

"Mage Nordmark, has there been progress in your research? How close are we to mass-producing the vaccine? The Eagle God's Kingdom hopes to have it done within ten days..."

"It should be soon." Garrett confidently nodded, meeting his eyes:

"Let me complete the verification experiment. If there are no issues, we should be able to move on to the next stage!"

He picked up several samples of mouse serum, monkey serum, vaccines, and blood from chicken embryos, casting spells on each. In his meditation vision, light after light shone brightly.

The meditation core operated at full capacity, receiving, comparing, and outputting information:

The results were identical!

The results were identical!

The results were identical!

The results... the similarity was above 99.9%, essentially the same!

"Bring another batch of blood samples! Use the blood samples of the weak virus strain used for making the vaccine, the original virus strain we previously isolated, and various generations of strong virus strains! Mix some, leave others unmixed. You are responsible for delivering them; don't label the test tubes with the mixed samples!"

This time, more people ran around. Lynn stood up to organize:

"Don't crowd this room! Those delivering blood samples, go to room three! Those mixing blood samples, go to room four! You, record which test tubes contain which mixed samples, and you, sit beside him and verify the records!"

Archmage Haines quietly retreated to his study, spreading out paper and pen to continue writing:

"Dear Teacher, Mage Nordmark has made unexpected achievements in transfiguration. He successfully transformed into a silver dragon, though due to insufficient mana, he ended up as a juvenile silver dragon. This means he has fully mastered the method of becoming a dragon..."

"Attached are images of the transformation into a dragon, collected by the Arcane Eye, and synthesized by the Tower Spirit..."

Writing this, he couldn't help but chuckle. Who knows what Teacher will think upon seeing these images... Perhaps he will make a small model to admire on his desk?

Or maybe he will lure the Lord of Thunder to take a look? After all, there are no high-level mages from the Thunder Horn here who can transmit the images back immediately...

"Considering that Mage Nordmark has a silver dragon lady with him, giving him dragon bones might not be the best way to show goodwill. However, some of the materials in the Black Crow Swamp might be worth copying for him to better strengthen our relationship..."

"Currently, he is attempting to identify pathogens using spells... This newly discovered pathogen is extremely small, capable of passing through pores that bacteria cannot, and is invisible even under the highest magnification microscopes..."

"Jennings and I have been working on this but found no suitable method. However, Mage Nordmark seems to have made some progress..."

"Is it possible to let him study some of the powerful plagues stored in the Black Crow Swamp, especially those targeting powerful extraordinary beings? He seems very interested in such plagues..."

While Archmage Haines was writing to the Immortal One, gossiping, and asking for resources, Garrett had already used a spell to identify the yellow fever virus—specifically, the particular weak strain used for the vaccine.

Garrett confirmed he could identify different strains using the same method. Whether a test tube contained multiple strains or a single strain, he could distinguish them...

At this point, production became easy. Garrett grabbed a mouse, injected it with the virus-laden serum, and began stimulating it:

Grow!

Grow!

Grow quickly!

I will provide you with spell energy; grow faster! Grow into every cell, occupy the entire mouse! Hurry, accelerate!

Black light swept from his hand, and soon the mouse started showing signs of lethargy and fever. Garrett exhaled, nodded, and began directing the necromancers:

"Draw blood!"

"Kill it, extract the brain, liver, and kidneys, centrifuge each, and collect the supernatant!"

"Grind the other tissues, centrifuge, and extract!"

"Randomly sample and let me test if they are still the same strain!"

"Test the toxicity to see if it has increased..."

The necromancers worked frantically, footsteps and shouts filling the air:

"Quick! Quick! Bring another ten mice!"

"Give me the grinder! Why do you need the grinder for such a small brain? Can't you use a Wind Blade or Mage Hand?"

"Balance! Balance! You dare run the centrifuge without balancing it? Don't you fear it flying out and smashing your head?"

Garrett stood there, smiling and shaking his head. The scene was reminiscent of his previous life, where a group of necromancers worked like lab researchers. Except for the golden skeletons assisting, it felt a bit surreal...

Testing the mouse blood samples showed only the specific weak strain, no other strains;

Extracting the supernatant from the brain, liver, and kidneys revealed no other strains;

Other tissue extracts showed no other strains;

No increased toxicity observed in the mouse transmission experiments...

"Repeat the experiment! Use mice, rabbits, chickens, and dogs! Each group of animals, prepare 20 of each!"

The experimental results were promising. Using spells to identify the weak strain, locking in with mental power, and rapidly proliferating the virus, the virus amount could be maximized instantly without considering its replication time.

And because the specific weak strain was locked in with mental power and rapidly proliferated with spells, a large amount of the same weak strain could be ensured.

Spell verification was quick and convenient, even able to detect if other strong strains were mixed with the vaccine's weak strain:

Transmission experiments showed that after 80 times of spell-induced proliferation, no mutation occurred, and no stronger or weaker strains appeared. Although the raw materials used were the same, the time to produce the vaccine was greatly reduced!

"Mage Nordmark..." Archmage Haines observed the entire research process. Although he hadn't figured out the core locking technique, he confirmed one thing:

"Can the vaccine production be increased? Can it be significantly increased?"

"Of course!" Garrett beamed:

"It's basically done! Wait! Let me do one last experiment!"

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