After recording the data of the two, especially Milan's experience with Venom and suggestions for improvement, Elvin suddenly noticed the envious look on Apsuya's face. He asked, "What's the matter with Venom?
He asked, "Your Highness, how about it? Do you want one too? Although your strength is equivalent to a veteran Knight, you may not be able to achieve the same level of enhancement as them. "
"Me? Can I do it too? "
Before being a beautiful young lady, Apsuya recognized herself as a warrior more than anything else.
Although she knew that the Venom on Milan's body came from the same species as the Cyst Fungus, she was still a Venom. But with the enhancement of her strength, it was enough to suppress the slight discomfort she felt towards the Venom.
"Of course. Because the raw materials are prepared in a laboratory, as long as there is sufficient energy and a suitable living environment, the Primordial Fungus can reproduce at the fastest speed.
Alchemy ores, natural crystals, high-energy demon flesh, or the same kind of culture medium are all possible. I don't lack the materials to make Venom for the time being.
Also, I can give you the strain language developed by the School of Pestilence, allowing you to communicate with Milan remotely. It can even allow you to share your senses for a short period of time. It has endless uses. "
At this point, Elvin raised his eyebrows slightly and gave Milan a meaningful smile.
"Great, thank you, General."
Apsuya, who did not notice this detail, immediately cheered. To her, obtaining powerful equipment was like an ordinary girl getting a beautiful dress. It was worth celebrating for a few days.
Then, she fell into the cycle of a woman's wardrobe lacking a dress.
Even without a signal repeater, Milan could still communicate with Apsuya, who was in the tribe, across the north and south of the Far Sail Ridge.
And looking at her now, the Otherworld's version of the phone congee was about to be born.
After a moment of joy, Apsuya suddenly thought of something and said to Elvin with a serious face.
"By the way, General, I've asked the great shaman in the tribe recently.
Eherr, the Raven Lady, might be the mastermind behind this incident. Although she has now become one of the strongest totem gods below the demigod level,
But in the beginning, she was only on the same level as the Spirit of the Great Bear, Grahame, worshipped by the Hurons.
But about a hundred years ago, the Shilius who first landed on Itchana brought various infectious diseases that caused a large number of deaths among us Atreans. In the early days of colonization, many native tribes died before they could even see the colonists.
It was also because of that large-scale epidemic that Lady Crow's power had increased tremendously.
Not long after that, she achieved transcendence of her faith. Although she left her original tribe, her faith still extended to every aspect of the Atreans.
It's said that they've recently received the help of some of the Nimanster priests. They've begun to build their own 'Church of Mourning' based on the religious structure of the Source Continent. They're actively recruiting. "
Iven believed that Apsuya's information was rather trustworthy, but he didn't think that it would turn out to be the result of the Shilius' actions back then.
"Clearly, we can't let down our guard against Madam Crow, who has the authority of 'Plague'.
Someone with this kind of power is a natural backup for the evil gods, a potential enemy of the civilized world and humanity. "
"Come. Apart from the 'Activated Beast Skin' made from the Symbiotic Fungi, I also have a new invention. I have an epoch-making invention here. Since we're here, I might as well show you around.
Apsuya, you can ask the tribes you're familiar with if they're interested in this. You'll get a discount. "
The three followed behind Elvin and returned to Elvin's private laboratory.
At this time, a high-standard biochemical factory had been built behind the laboratory. Although it wasn't large, it was completely made by Elvin himself.
This laboratory and factory in his territory carried his core secret. Although he was working with the Marquis, it was better to be careful when it came to his future.
* Tap … Tap … Tap …
After changing into protective clothing, the group walked along the corridor outside the factory. Near the side of the factory was a reinforced glass that Elvin had processed with witchcraft.
Through the glass, one could see rows of glass tubes filled with green fermentation liquid. There were also some Penicillium strains that were linked together like kelp, spiraling in a spiral.
When Elvin approached, they immediately twisted their bodies towards him like living creatures, as if they had their own consciousness.
Waving his hand at Dr. Taylor who was working, Elvin explained to the three of them.
"Actually, this is the biggest reward we got from our previous adventure. The final product produced by these strains can kill other germs with high efficiency. Isn't it amazing?
Once it's put into the market, it will be a great revolution in the modern medicine world! "
In Elvin's view, it was too wasteful to use magical spells like [Symbiotic Modification] and [Parasitic Modification] on other creatures to control their bodies.
With the ability of these two spells to control pathogens, it was completely possible to build a highly automated biochemical factory, fully unleashing the wizard's productivity and benefiting the entire human world.
In the previous battle with the "zombies," the last biochemical gas attack of the black wizard had some embryonic form, but it was still far from being the most efficient and most valuable way to use it.
Other things aside, there was no problem in preparing the magic war drug "penicillin" in the shortest time possible.
Using [Super Engineered Bacteria] to produce biological products may be a natural cutting-edge technology in the modern society of Blue Planet, but in this world with witchcraft, it was much simpler than chemical pharmaceutical methods that required chemistry, instrument manufacturing, and other disciplines to advance simultaneously.
Some time ago, Elvin moved the experimental site and Dr. Taylor here. In the naturally humid and hot environment of the Golden Sea, the growth of mold was the fastest.
He selected the Penicillium dotted mold (which was essentially a type of fungus) that produced the highest amount of penicillin in nature and used the Azure Pearl that he had inherited from the Snake Man, Hiberkrit, to artificially induce mutations in them. After countless attempts, he obtained the strongest strain.
Then, using [Parasitic Modification], the mold was transformed into a magical species with supernatural qualitative changes.
Normal seabirds and other animals still had to worry about the low probability of supernatural transformation, but the mold that could easily produce hundreds of millions of times was nothing to be afraid of.
The final product was the [Super Penicillium 3.0] in these glass culture tanks.
The "supernatural fungi" with simple self-consciousness were both raw materials and workers. There was almost no need for additional processing and purification. The final product was the high-purity [Penicillin].
Although the three of them did not know much about the principle of this new drug due to professional reasons, they could still understand the meaning behind it.
This meant that in the protracted struggle for the position of demigod in the new world, the threat of the powerful "Raven Lady" Yeherr would be greatly reduced. At least, there would be no need to close one's eyes and wait for death when it came to diseases.
Only Olivia, who was a qualified heir of a noble and was proficient in business management, narrowed her eyes slightly. She saw the huge economic and military value of this drug.
If operated well, this product might be able to create a powerful family like the Aimor family.
Coo coo coo …
At this moment, Elvin suddenly heard Besmir's signal.
A moment later, he smiled at his three companions.
"I've finished looking at the 'Penicillin.' Besmir just sent a new message.
A fat sheep has entered our hunting grounds. This is the first batch of Shilius merchant ships that arrived this autumn. Besmir said that they brought a ship of luxury goods for the upper echelons of the colony.
Rody, Your Highness, have you robbed a merchant ship before? Let's go, I'll show you. "
The two of them answered without a doubt, especially Olivia.
Elvin's words were like a little devil's bewitchment to Olivia. The "adventurer's blood" in her body was simply triggered.
"Sure!"
After speaking in unison, the two girls looked at each other and saw the excitement in each other's eyes.
Pa!
Elvin snapped his fingers.
The shadow under his feet suddenly expanded, turning into a dark tunnel that swallowed the four of them.
Whoosh!
When they saw the sun again, they were surprised to find that they had arrived on the "Morning Star" anchored in the harbor.
There was no doubt that this was Kaka's ability.
At this moment, Kaka's bloodline transplant had been completed. In Elvin's opinion, it wasn't a waste. At the very least, the list of abilities had been greatly expanded.
[Shadow Secret Storehouse — Modified] had an additional storage space. Although it was much smaller than the Shadow Secret Storehouse, it wouldn't be corroded by the shadow elements and could be used as a large magic pocket.
[Black Cavity] was the upgraded version of Shadow Jump. It could be activated directly without the need for a shadow talisman. The distance and duration were greatly extended.
[Shadow Tentacles] could casually transform shadows into tentacles and various weapons, with the effect of enchanted weapons.
[Breath] Shadow Elemental Breath.
[Breath] was the signature innate spell of a type of dragon subspecies. From now on, Kaka was no longer a "Shadow Lizard" but a "Shadow Subdragon"!
Standing on the deck, Elvin waved his hand.
"Morning Star, set off!"
Olivia looked at Elvin's high-spirited back view from behind and lowered her eyes slightly.
"He's become much stronger. Olivia, you have to work hard. Otherwise, when you're adventuring in the Spiritual Realm in the future, you'll really become a burden. "
.....
In the Kingdom of Faletis, the Navy Department.
Bang!
A civilian colonel rushed into the office with a stack of documents in his arms. He was still indignant about the injustice he was facing.
"Those bastards from the Ilya Kingdom's navy just quit like that. They really don't have any sense of responsibility as soldiers.
"They've already left. Do they still want the gold mine in the Southern Continent's Rand Basin? Do they still want the output of the Treasured Tree Gulf? "Since the army has already left, the share of the output should be given to everyone. There's no need for them to come back. Bastards!"
At that moment, another colleague in the office felt strange when he heard this.
"What's the matter? Why are you so angry? Is this the latest transfer order? "
The colonel who walked in grumbled in annoyance.
"Who else could it be other than Ilya, who's always leaving the group? It's because these were originally new transfer orders, but now they're invalid.
"Ilya's garrison in the Southern Continent left early, and the people on duty are unknown. Coupled with the arrival of the shipping season, the burden on the various fleets of the navy has been quite heavy recently. "The soldiers stationed in the Southern Continent for more than half a year can only extend the time they return to the country to recuperate."
"That can't be helped. Inform them in advance. Don't forget to visit and comfort their families."
"It's a reflection of the concern of the Navy Department. I understand!"
The transfer orders that should have been issued in time turned into waste paper and were casually thrown on the table by him.
The top piece of paper had the following words:
Fourth-grade battleship "Maywind" has a crew of 342 people. Captain: Colonel Gör, Peak Knight. Garrison: Treasured Tree Gulf, Southern Continent.
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