Chapter 156
For the past half month, aside from attending regular classes, Garrett Nordmark plunged into animal experints. He and Matthew, each wearing a set of bird-beak protective suits. As for Bernard, he had to make do with a bubble spell and gauze mask, assisting with lifting and carrying tasks.
Barbarian’s constitution is
2? Or is it Toughness
2? Anyway, Garrett felt that the diseases he could catch would, at most, make Bernard sneeze a little...
In any case, the safety of the experinters was temporarily assured. Garrett carefully designed the process and, with the help of Priest Matthew, began the animal experint: placing each healthy animal in a separate cage, paying attention to the placent and airflow to prevent cross-contamination between cages (Priest Matthew kindly conjured vines and wove cages with grass and leaves, calling up the earth to form walls and separate the cages);
One-third of the experintal animals, each cage containing a bat, to observe if the experintal animals living with bats would be infected;
One-third of the experintal animals treated differently: adding bat urine, bat feces, bat saliva, or dust collected from bats to the feed and water, or using a cotton swab dipped in bat oral secretions to wipe the nostrils of the experintal animals;
The remaining one-third were kept in normal cages as a control group.
Feeding every day, observing the animals’ conditions, and writing daily records...
Garrett was truly grateful to Priest Matthew. He could build cages, raise earth walls, catch sheep, pigs, rabbits, and bats accurately, and never make a mistake in adding food and water, nor did he find cleaning the animal cages too dirty. Without his help, this animal experint would truly be impossible to carry out in a day:
Garrett himself tried to catch a rabbit once, reaching into the cage to feel for about a minute but couldn’t catch it. The end result was the rabbit kicking his hand on the back. If he hadn’t pulled his hand back quickly, he suspected his fingers might have been broken.
Not to ntion the lightning-fast white ferret, the mountain-goat-like sheep, and the hundred-kilogram black pig...
Garrett just glanced at them and abandoned the idea of doing it himself.
He stood beside and directed Priest Matthew, "Catch this rabbit! Turn it over! asure its temperature! Stick the thermoter in! - Hey, don’t put it in its mouth. I only have one thermoter; don’t let it chew on it! rcury is poisonous!"
"...Then where should I put it?"
Garrett stared at Priest Matthew’s eyes under the bird-beak mask, lips tightly closed, resolutely silent.
Priest Matthew wasn’t just doing all the hard work because of the teacher’s instructions. In fact, every ti he did sothing, he had countless questions to ask:
"Why do we need so many different animals?"
"Because we don’t know which disease bats can transmit." Garrett looked at the cages with regretful eyes. So many? I still think we haven’t prepared enough!
Theoretically, mice, rabbits, dogs, pigeons, and the known interdiate hosts such as pigs, horses, and sheep, these must be prepared. If possible, it’s best to have civets and pangolins—oh, forget about the latter, they are protected animals...
"Why use different things to feed them with bats... um, different things?"
"Because we need to determine the transmission routes..." Fecal-oral transmission, droplet transmission, fluid transmission, different pathways require different defense thods. In terms of disease prevention, Garrett always shared his knowledge:
"For example, if it’s getting sick from inhaling its sneeze, you have to cover your mouth and nose like we do... If it’s dirty stuff getting into the mouth, wash your hands before als..."
"Why prepare more than twenty of each kind?"
"Because animal experints are a gamble on probabilities... Oh, it’s sothing about betting on possibilities. Looking at so many animals, dividing each route and each type of bat, there’s not much left."
Twenty is nothing? The guy from the pharmacy departnt next door gossiped, whenever testing a new drug, the first phase clinical trials would involve dozens to hundreds of animals, whether it’s mice, pigeons, or even monkeys...
Oh, monkeys are precious. After all other experintal animals die, select drugs that are relatively harmless and test them on monkeys.
Even in his previous life, when studying dicine, to let clinical dicine students experience a bit, doing a half-lethal dose experint, it had to be divided into 8 groups in one class, each group with 6 to 8 mice. If you calculate it, you would need at least 48 mice to see so results.
Unlike here, each transmission route and each bat, the sa type of animal, only gets two or three. This probability is making him nervous. Whether he can get results feels like sothing purely relying on luck.
Or rather, whether he can successfully issue a warning probably depends on the country’s luck at the Magic Council?
Garrett answered without hesitation, and Priest Matthew, piece by piece, morized these seemingly mysterious knowledge. Even if he didn’t know what it could be used for, the fact that soone was generously sharing knowledge made it worth his effort to help with the work.
"Why do we need an equal number of males and females? We looked for boars and rams for a long ti..." Especially boars. Many young boars were killed and eaten, and it wasn’t so easy to borrow a breeding boar, it was almost tear-inducing. In the end, they had to catch a group of wild boars in the woods...
"Because the probability of illness in male and female individuals may not be the sa..."
Ah, poverty... Garrett looked around the animal pens, correcting himself, the animal laboratory, and shed a sympathetic tear for himself. According to the orthodox experintal design thod, this number of experintal animals would need to be doubled at least, but...
He could barely afford it.
Even if he could afford it, there were not enough hands to take care of them. Even if there were enough hands, there weren’t so many people to asure the temperature of each animal one by one...
Ah, no wonder those who develop new drugs are big companies. When his status rises in the future, he must ask the Magic Council for a research group specifically to help him raise experintal animals...
Garrett added another reason to strive for an upgrade. Holding a notebook, Priest Matthew asured the animal’s temperature once, and he recorded it next to him:
"Wild rabbit No. 12, temperature 39... Hmm, 39.2 degrees, normal appetite, normal spirit, normal defecation, no abnormal secretions in the eyes, nose, or mouth, good health... Why do I have to asure if I already told you this rabbit is normal?"
"We still have to asure!—Besides, how can you guarantee it’s definitely normal?!"
"I can communicate with it! Servants of the God of Nature can do that—No, you can’t?!"
"Um..."
Garrett, who is seriously partial to science, didn’t know anything else about the skills of a Nature God’s priest... besides healing arts.
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