A Hospital in Another World? Chapter 1050: Calamity! The Lord of Thunder is Here!

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Previously on A Hospital in Another World?...
Garrett successfully advanced and revealed his new spell, the Directed Annihilation Spell. He received gifts from Archmage Haines and Aishe Moon Song, then submitted his thesis on "microscopic pathogenic factors" to Haines, who suggested naming them. Garrett agreed to call them "viruses" and discussed his research on infectious diseases, assuring Haines he wasn't leaving the institute immediately but would eventually need to hand over leadership.

Which Sixth-Level Spells are mandatory, which are elective, which should be prioritized, and which can be learned gradually?

When coming from Nevis to the New World, the Lord of Thunder had already given some instructions. Although the guidance was general and principle-based, based on these theories, one could naturally deduce a list of spells.

Senior Brother Byerbo had arrived at the New World for some time now, always keeping Garrett by his side. Over several months, Byerbo had sorted out the sequences for Sixth-Level, Seventh-Level, and even higher-level spells, detailing their effects, interrelationships, and learning orders for the junior apprentice.

Over the past half year, besides immersing himself in the research of viruses, vaccines, and analyses, Garrett had also been mindful of magic and had already formulated a preliminary plan.

However, since Grand Mage Haines actively inquired and offered to provide information, Garrett respectfully sought advice:

"What recommendations do you have? Which spells do you find particularly useful and suggest I must learn?"

"Ah, there are no spells that are completely irreplaceable," Grand Mage Haines smiled warmly.

"In general, when adventuring, it is best to have a variety of spells in a set: offensive, defensive, investigative, movement, and of course, support. Some spells can substitute for others, but some are irreplaceable."

"However, there are always some spells that are particularly useful. For instance, for offensive spells, I highly recommend learning Disintegrate—it's the top single-target Sixth-Level spell, even better than many Seventh-Level spells."

He took out a thick, hardcover book from his space bag and slapped it onto the table. With a loud bang, the glass cups in front of them jumped slightly:

"If Fireball is the mark of a Fifth-Level mage, then Disintegrate is undoubtedly the mark of an Eleventh-Level mage! A single green ray that kills on hit and disintegrates objects—everyone fears it!"

Got it, roughly equivalent to the Killing Curse.

The difference is that Disintegrate can be countered by spells like Anti-Magic Shell or Prismatic Wall, or if the target is incredibly resilient—inhumanly resilient—it might only result in serious injury.

Whereas the Killing Curse, aside from that inexplicable "love and sacrifice," seemingly has no other defense?

But Garrett wasn't focused on this. Besides the relatively low cost of Disintegrate (the spell components only require a natural magnet and a pinch of dust, which can be waived with a material-free casting), he was more concerned with:

"What is the principle behind Disintegrate? What type of energy does it use? Why does it produce such effects? What lower-level spell does it advance from? Can its range be controlled, like shrinking it to within one square centimeter or forming a linear cut..."

"Uh..."

Grand Mage Haines really had a headache.

Encountering someone like Garrett who digs to the roots of everything and asks "why" for everything, who thinks about modifying spells even before mastering them—if he were his own student, he would have long roared, "Get out and figure it out yourself!"

Disintegrate belongs to the Transmutation school!

He is a Necromancer!

Their thoughts, ideas, and magical affinities are completely different!

Disintegrate is something you just need to know how to use, then practice to cast quickly and accurately, even to cast repeatedly or in a staggered sequence. Why dig into the root cause?

This kind of task should be left to Transmutation school mages!

"Uh..." But, facing Garrett's inquisitive eyes, Grand Mage Haines, not wanting to lose his 18th-level mage's dignity, racked his brains to continue:

"This is the tricky part about Disintegrate... It doesn't have any lower-level spell prerequisites. If there are any, it might be Magic Tricks..."

"The current analysis of Disintegrate's principle doesn't have particularly convincing conclusions. It's speculated that, since its spell component is a natural magnet and there's no substitute, its principle might be related to magnetism..."

"Because the power is too strong to break down, there's currently no way to control the range... Or, I could ask a Transmutation mage for you?"

After this unexpected turn, Grand Mage Haines no longer dared to give random recommendations and instead suggested some standard spells, while slapping thick piles of materials on the table:

For defense, choose between Anti-Magic Shell and Prismatic Wall, and Star Cloak is also excellent;

For offensive spells, Chain Lightning and Telekinesis are both highly cost-effective, and learning a couple of fire spells will suffice;

As for support spells, True Seeing and Detect Thoughts are essential. Oh, and Gem Jump is indispensable, allowing you to use a gem for teleportation from a thousand miles away...

"Oh, this spell can not only teleport you but also others," Grand Mage Haines said with a smile. After smiling, he looked Garrett up and down and shook his head:

"But it can only carry medium-sized creatures. For a Silver Dragon, I'm afraid it won't work..."

Garrett immediately placed this spell at the end of his learning list. What use is jumping alone without Cirilla?

Of course, he accepted Grand Mage Haines's material booklet—there was no choice, as the Grand Mage threatened, "It's just a copy made with Copy Spell, it's not worth much. If you don't take it, I'll burn it!" Garrett reciprocated:

"Besides researching new diseases and vaccines, there's another particularly noteworthy direction in the lab—those strange cells that have a special affinity with Corrupt Tumor—"

He looked earnestly at Grand Mage Haines:

"I have a hunch that these cells might hold a big secret. Hmm, besides trying to keep them alive, we should also study why they have such special properties..."

Grand Mage Haines nodded repeatedly. He already had a strange feeling about this direction when he first saw Garrett's research. Now that Garrett had emphasized it:

"Rest assured, I will continue researching this!"

"Thank you very much!" Garrett sighed in relief. Researching cancer cells was truly challenging, especially without an electron microscope or PCR. Letting the Black Crow Swamp experiment wildly with magic might yield some unexpected results...

"We can also try injecting them into animals to observe the reactions... But definitely don't inject them into humans! It would be catastrophic!"

Grand Mage Haines dove into cell research. Garrett reorganized his paper, handed it to Lynn to help with references and acknowledgments, and sat down to write a letter to his teacher.

Once both drafts were finished and organized, he sent them via Tower Spirit and then waited while studying:

How would his teacher respond?

About his extended stay in the New World and his temporary absence from Nevis, what instructions would his teacher give?

What corrections would his teacher make to his prioritized spell list?

What questions would his teacher have about his paper to discuss with him?

And regarding his rapid advancement, would his teacher offer any praise... Uh, maybe not, as even if his teacher was pleased, he wouldn't show it to him...

Sigh, sending letters from the Eagle God's Kingdom was inconvenient, and only the most important messages could be sent directly through the Mage Tower, consuming immense energy. After the Tower Spirit at the Tower of Heaven received the messages, they would be passed to his teacher, and who knows how long it would take to be seen...

Garrett was unaware that the messages he sent were given top priority by the Lord of Thunder—almost only behind the legendary messages.

Considering the rarity of legendary messages, it essentially meant his messages were the first priority. As long as there wasn't a disciple seeking guidance, the Lord of Thunder would definitely read Garrett's letters first...

Almost identical letters, with over 90% similarity, flew from Garrett's hands to the Lord of Thunder and from Grand Mage Haines to the Immortal One.

The Tower Spirit at the Tower of Heaven received these two letters simultaneously and forwarded them to the two legends at the same time:

"Garrett advanced? So quickly?"

The Immortal One's pale skull spun in the air, causing the black robe to swirl with mist. The robe suddenly spread, covering the crystal chip with the letter recorded by the Tower Spirit, causing the chip to glow brightly:

"Hmm... this new paper... Bloodline Identification... new plague and vaccine... special cells..."

What a pity!

Why isn't this child from the Black Crow Swamp?

If he were a disciple of the Black Crow Swamp, all my resources would be poured into him, raising him to legend in one go!

The skull spun twice in the air before suddenly sinking and landing on the seat. Meanwhile, a skeleton head rose from the Sleepless Tower, knocking on the window of the Lord of Thunder's study:

"Christine! Christine!" the skull clattered.

"Open the window! I have something to discuss about your disciple! Open the window!"

The Lord of Thunder was also reading a letter. As a legendary mage from the Transmutation school, several points in Garrett's paper intrigued him. Just as he was about to experiment, the window was knocked.

"No need to discuss! Young Garrett belongs to the Thunder Horn!" Lightning surged across the window, a soft net extending outward, directly bouncing the skull away:

"Whatever he wants to research, we can provide it here!"

Garrett had no idea that two legends had a small argument over his affiliation. At this moment, he was leaning over his desk, facing piles and piles of materials, and was in a dilemma:

"Which one to learn first..."

On his left, the oak staff lazily leaned against the corner, its eleven green leaves lifeless;

On his right, the Ancient Vine Bird quietly sat on the table, ready to fulfill its storage space duties;

On the windowsill, the Lightning Cat curled up, lazily licking its fur. Suddenly, it jumped up, and its eyes shot out a lightning bolt. The lightning

 twisted and expanded, transforming into the image of the Lord of Thunder, looking down at Garrett:

"What have you done!"

"Mast... Master!!!"

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