Chapter 1296 1268. Alchemy Experiment
Most of the patients with gray blood were dead and were thrown to the ground like broken pillows.
There were only a few iron medical 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 twitching in their fingers and other parts.
Lan En's eyes were only cold when he first came in, but then he turned around and softly closed the door, and when he turned around again, his expression became calm.
Although this 'calmness' is more scary 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 came to the unfiltered experimental table.
Raise your head and take a quick look.
Suddenly, analysis icons appeared on the demon hunter's retina, surrounding various test instruments.
That is Mentos recording the current experimental scene, just like many previous alchemy or scientific experiments, doing auxiliary work for his subject.
There was a "crash" sound.
Lan En placed the sample he brought on the experimental table with ease. It felt familiar, as if he had been using this experimental table for an unknown amount of time.
He is familiar with 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 medicinal 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 has no fluctuations.
While he went to the medicine cabinet next to the experimental table and quickly glanced at various reagents, he also put his alchemy leather bag on the table, which contained many medicinal raw materials that he had prepared in the Magical Middle Ages. .
Many of Yanan's reagents are conventional, such as alcohol.
It's just that the reagent here in Yanan may be the same, but the name doesn't match Lan En's memory, so he needs to identify it.
"Mentos, start constructing the alchemy experiment process."
Lan En's hands were busy in an orderly manner, his eyes quickly recognized these potions in the reagent cabinet in the research hall, and compared them with his own knowledge. And his brain is also connecting projects with Mentos.
"Executing, please enter the keywords of this alchemy experiment."
Mentos quickly created a new folder and put in computing power.
“The goals are [Purification] and [Appearance]. If you can’t do both, just choose one.”
Lan En pointed out the target calmly and rationally.
This is not only a norm for Mentos, but also for himself.
His talents in alchemy and biology have been proven countless times, but when inspiration bursts out of this genius's brain, those inspirations come in explosive bursts.
So he had to standardize his thinking first, and then transfer the inspiration that he thought was feasible to Mentos, and let the biochemical brain do what it is good at - investing computing power to complete the simulation of subsequent development.
Plan an alchemy experiment according to the on-site needs in a strange and strange world. Even if you say this to Henry Gedimitis, the old man will blow his beard and stare and say "nonsense"!
But tell it to Tisaya, and maybe the sorceress will shake her head, but she will show a little more hesitation.
——Because she has 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 two minutes, Mentos in his mind had already submitted the result of the input of computing power to the main body.
Biochemical Intelligence Brain selected the one with the highest success rate from Lan En’s inspiration, but the process was more troublesome.
Lan En took a quick glance and understood the entire process of Mentos 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 same time, 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 elements of the entire process. .
He used the instruments on the experimental table skillfully, and he combined the crucibles, distilling bottles and other equipment logically and quickly.
A clear, complete and stable alchemy route has been formed.
The reagents were bubbling in it, and Lan En judged the timing according to precise experimental phenomena, relying on the control of the flame by [Igni Sign] to control the reaction speed.
The final product is a bottle of colorless oily liquid.
There is a 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. The other clergy are not too concerned about things other than work. matter.
Adhering to the principle of testing the first experimental 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, experimentally absorbing 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 moment, Lan En knew that his alchemy experiment was once again a 'success the first time' 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 me!"
Lan En even uttered foul language in fear for the first time in a long time.
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 moment when a drop of colorless and transparent liquid dripped into the test tube and came 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, even under a microscope, suddenly boiled for a moment.
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 same as that of liquid. They neither sink to the bottom nor float, but just keep floating.
". 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 observed the gray blood directly 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 smell...
"Smell of the sea?"
Lan En carefully used the fan method to smell, rolled out some air from the mouth of the test tube, and sent it to his nasal cavity.
Suddenly he recognized a fishy and salty smell.
The smell was not unexpected to Lan En, because he had smelled the blood of gray blood patients before.
The fishy smell of the sea seems to have been present in it before, but because the previous taste was obscure and complex, this fishy and salty smell was masked.
The parasites hide their scent, just as they previously hid their form in the blood.
In order to ensure the credibility of the experiment, Lann then tested the blood of three different gray blood patients, and finally tested two pill fragments.
The final results were all the same - parasites that had no trace at all appeared suddenly and out of thin air in those things.
Those 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 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 eyepiece of the microscope 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 experiment.
Looking at the patients who were bound by restraints on the steel hospital bed 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 become of this disease in them?
The clergy claimed 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 gray-blooded patients has become like this, is the sacred blood that flows into their veins really for them?
Do those clergy want to give [blood therapy] to patients, or to give [blood therapy] to parasites?
And now it's easy to confirm this.
Lan En left the experimental 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 when 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 moment, a flashy and gloomy blade crossed the position where he was just now!
"Acceleration?"
As the cold female voice asked, the door to the laboratory behind slowly closed at this moment.
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?”
(End of this chapter)