Chapter 1296 1268. Alchemy Experint
Most of the patients with gray blood were dead and were thrown to the ground like broken pillows.
There were only a few iron dical beds, and a few of them were bound by leather restraints. They were still making feeble moans like the flapping of mosquito wings, or there were nervous twitches in their fingers and other parts.
Lan En's eyes were only cold when he first ca in, but then he turned around and softly closed the door, then turned around and his expression beca calm.
Although this 'calmness' is just scarier than when he was cold-faced just now.
Boots stepped on the blood-soaked wooden floor, making the sound of squeezing wet wood.
Lan En calmly stepped over many broken and strange corpses and ca to the unfiltered experintal table.
He raised his head and took a quick glance.
Suddenly, analysis icons appeared on the demon hunter's retina, enclosing various experintal equipnt.
That was ntos recording the current experintal scene, just like many previous alchemy or scientific experints, doing auxiliary work for his subject.
There was a "crash" sound.
Lan En placed the sample he brought on the experintal table with ease. It felt familiar, as if he had been using this experintal table for an unknown amount of ti.
He knew the location of every appliance and how to use them.
The witcher began to skillfully take out the gray blood samples, as well as the pills he found.
First, there was a small amount of gray blood and dicinal powder, which he processed individually and put under the microscope, but after a while of observation, he found nothing.
There is no doubt that if anything can be discovered through direct observation, then the plague in Old Yharnam is too superficial.
So Lan En had no fluctuations.
He went to the dicine cabinet next to the experintal table and quickly glanced at various reagents. At the sa ti, he put his alchemy leather bag on the table, which contained many dicinal ingredients that he had prepared in the Magical Middle Ages.
Many of Yanan's reagents are conventional, such as alcohol.
It's just that Yanan may have the sa reagent here, but the na doesn't match Lan En's mory, so he needs to identify it.
"ntos, start building the alchemy experint process."
Lan En's hands were busy in an orderly manner, his eyes quickly recognized the dicines in the reagent cabinet in the research hall, and compared them with his own knowledge, while his brain was also docking projects with ntos.
"Executing, please enter the keywords for this alchemy experint."
ntos quickly created a new folder and put in computing power.
"The goals are [Purification] and [Appearance]. If you can't take care of both at the sa ti, just choose one."
Lan En pointed out the target calmly and rationally.
This was a norm not just for ntos, but for himself.
His talents in alchemy and biology have been proven countless tis, but when inspiration strikes this genius' brain, it cos in explosive bursts.
Therefore, he had to standardize his thinking first, and then transfer the inspiration that he thought was feasible to ntos, and let the biochemical brain do what it is good at - investing computing power to complete the simulation of subsequent developnt.
Plan an alchemy experint according to the needs of the site in a strange alien world. Even if you say this to Henry Gedimitis, the old man will blow his beard and stare, saying "nonsense"!
But tell it to Tisaya, and maybe the sorceress will shake her head, but she will show a little more hesitation.
—Because she had truly seen Lan En’s academic talent.
He can really do this!
But he was the only one the sorceress saw.
"We are in a nightmare, so during the alchemy process we must pay attention to the interference of the concept of [dream], which is naturally powerful. There is also [blood]."
There was muttering for a while, but Lan En completed many things without stopping.
After finishing what he was doing, in just two minutes, ntos in his mind had already presented the result of the input of computing power to the main body.
Biochemical Intelligent Brain selected the one with the highest success rate from Lan En's inspiration, but the process was more troubleso.
Lan En took a quick glance and understood the whole process of ntos completing it based on his inspiration.
"The concept of [purification] is brought about by lavender and ghost dust. There is no lavender here, but there is lavender essence. Well, it can also be used."
"At the sa ti, the crystal powder state of ghost spirit dust represents the 'awake spirit', which can suppress [dreams] to a certain extent."
After a rough look, Lan En extracted the key elents of the entire process.
He used the instrunts on the experintal table skillfully, and he combined the crucibles, distilling bottles and other equipnt logically and quickly.
A clear, complete and stable alchemy line has been ford.
The reagents were bubbling in it, and Lan En judged the timing based on precise experintal phenona, relying on the control of the fla by the [Igni Sign] to control the reaction speed.
The final product is a bottle of colorless oily liquid.
There is an 80% chance that it will work and achieve the effect Lan En wants. After all, this is an alchemy process compiled on the spot.
But fortunately, Lan En's samples were obtained yesterday, and now Maria has followed the large army out of Yharnam and participated in the hunting. Other clergyn don't like to care about things other than work.
Adhering to the principle of testing the first experintal product first, Lan En took a small amount of the sample he brought and placed it in a test tube.
He was holding a dropper in his other hand, experintally sucking in a few drops of the alchemy product he had just created, and dripping it into the gray semi-solid paste in the test tube.
In just a mont, Lan En knew that his alchemy experint was once again a 'success the first ti' as he was used to.
But his face did not show the joy of being an alchemist or the small complacency of a young man. On the contrary, there was only fear. "Fuck !"
Lan En even uttered foul language in fear for the first ti in a long ti.
He subconsciously held the test tube in his hand much further away. If he didn't have outstanding self-control, he might even throw the test tube directly.
All this is because of the mont when a drop of colorless and transparent liquid dripped into the test tube and ca into contact with the gray paste.
Only a slight 'squeaking' sound was heard, as if severe corrosion had occurred.
The gray blood, which was originally ordinary except for its color and viscosity, and even looked normal under a microscope, suddenly boiled for a mont.
The sudden burst of bubbles in the liquid even made the bottom of the glass test tube rattle for a second.
And Lan En's horrified eyes were fixed on the bottom of the test tube after the explosion.
The gray paste turned into a colorless liquid, but floating in the colorless liquid were countless little bugs that were still curling, stretching, twitching, and stiff!
The dense appearance makes people have goosebumps all over their bodies, and the density of these little bugs seems to be the sa as that of liquid. They neither sink to the bottom nor float, but keep floating like that.
".Parasite?!"
The amber cat's eyes were adapted to the disgust and horror, and he looked closer.
Lan En whispered a guess.
Could the so-called plague among gray blood patients be a 'parasitic disease'?
This bug apparently has supernatural properties.
When Lan En looked directly at the gray blood under the microscope just now, what he saw was just normal blood dyed gray.
But now, after adding drops of the alchemical products he prepared, a large number of bugs that can be directly observed with the naked eye suddenly appeared!
The gray blood also turned into a colorless liquid, as if the previous dirty color was stained by these hidden bugs.
And this taste.
"The fishy sll of the sea?"
Lan En carefully used the fan-slling thod to roll out so air at the mouth of the test tube and sent it into his nasal cavity.
Suddenly a fishy and salty sll was recognized by him.
This sll was not unexpected to Lan En, because he had slled the blood of gray blood patients before.
The fishy sll of the sea seems to have been present in it before, but because the previous taste was obscure and complex, this fishy and salty sll was masked.
The parasites hid their scent, just as they hid their bodies in the blood.
In order to ensure the credibility of the experint, Lann then tested the blood of three different gray blood patients, and finally tested two pieces of tablet scraps.
The final results were all the sa - parasites that had no trace at all appeared suddenly and out of thin air in those things.
The parasites look like squid under the microscope, with a smooth texture and skin that is so dark that it is almost gray-purple.
Most of them died in the alchemical reagent prepared by Lan En, curled together stiffly.
But there are also a few that show tenacious vitality, swimming around on the microscope slide with teeth and claws.
Compared with the fragility of their tiny size, this vitality is simply terrifying.
Lan En took his eyes away from the microscope's eyepiece and frowned.
Now he can be sure that gray blood disease is certainly not a plague in its natural state. It has natural supernatural powers.
This is an infectious disease caused by supernatural parasites.
And it is obvious that there are human traces in the spread of this infectious disease, and even in its source.
Lan En frowned and turned his head while holding the table used for the experint.
He looked at the patients who were bound with restraints on steel beds covered with blood and dirty bandages.
These are gray blood patients who have been ‘treated’ by the clergy in the research hall.
And what has beco of this disease in them?
The clergy claid that they used [blood therapy] on gray blood patients whose disease progressed too seriously.
And [blood therapy] is considered a panacea that can cure everything in Yanan.
But when the blood of patients with gray blood has beco like this, is the sacred blood that flows into their veins really for them?
Do the clergy want to give [blood therapy] to the patients, or to give [blood therapy] to the parasites?
And now it's easy to confirm this.
Lan En left the experintal table and walked towards the steel hospital bed, taking a brass syringe from the table. I want to draw a tube of blood from these ‘rescued’ patients.
But just as he stretched out the needle.
Lan En, who had his back to the laboratory door, suddenly raised his eyes that were looking at the needle, and then disappeared like smoke.
And at the next mont, a flashy and gloomy blade crossed the position where he was just now!
"Acceleration?"
Following the question from the cold female voice, the door to the laboratory behind slowly closed at this mont.
The blade in Maria's hand gave off a deep reflection under the dim light of the kerosene lamp, pointing at the witcher who reappeared not far away.
"Who are you anyway?"
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