"Shut up!" Hearing the shouts of the two, the infantry squad leader waved his hand impatiently and said, "What kind of wizard's curse, if you dare to talk more, I will let you suffer a little!" To tell you the truth, Cardinal Mordesal personally ordered you to be taken into custody first, but I haven't said anything yet, and if you are honest, you may be able to live more comfortably. ”

With that, the squad leader walked forward, followed by the soldiers behind him, Lubitz and Oaker.

With the warning of the squad leader, Lubitz and Oaker naturally didn't dare to say anything more, and when they heard that it was Modesal's order, they were somewhat relaxed in their hearts, Modesal's reputation in the outside world was good, at least they could get a more fair treatment in front of Modesal.

It didn't take long for the two little people who sent Dr. Nobel to the dungeon to get a taste of what it was like to live in a dungeon.

......

On the other hand, Dr. Nobel left the castle and went straight back to his laboratory.

A group of the castle's ironclad guards returned with him, and according to Mordesal's orders, he was to give Dr. Nobel some protection and let him do what he wanted.

The laboratory is still filled with a faint white smoke, which is left after the evaporation of the drug, and because the concentration is too large, even after such a long time, it still has not completely dissipated.

Staying in the laboratory, Dr. Nobel felt that his physical condition was gradually improving, and the residual drugs in the laboratory had an effect, suppressing the Black Death in his body.

Standing in front of the workbench, Dr. Nobel immediately began to get busy with his work, the alcohol lamp was lit, and one by one flasks and measuring cups came and went, mixing all kinds of strange liquids together, purifying, mixing, extracting, purifying, mixing, and extracting.

After a series of processes, Dr. Nobel poured all the liquid into a huge flask and sealed the bottle.

At this point, Dr. Nobel finally breathed a sigh of relief, he had done all the work he had to do, and all that was left was to wait for the liquid in the bottle to react naturally, and he could get the Black Death inhibitor he wanted.

It was at this moment that Dr. Nobel glanced to the side and finally noticed something that he had not been paying attention to earlier.

Dr. Nobel observed that the black patches on the little monkey's body had obviously disappeared a lot, but the little monkey's body had gradually become stiffer, its breathing had stopped, and it died......

Seeing this scene, a thought suddenly crossed Dr. Nobel's heart, and his hands, which were originally very stable, suddenly trembled violently, and there was some panic in his eyes.

"No, I knocked over the medicine bottle when I left, and the whole room was filled with white smoke, there should be some healing effect, how can this be?" Dr. Nobel muttered nervously to himself, then simply reached out and picked up the little monkey's corpse and began a careful examination.

After a while, Dr. Nobel's face froze completely, his eyes widened like a desperate patient, and his face was full of despair.

"This ...... How is this possible? Dr. Nobel hung his hands weakly, sat on the ground with his legs limp, leaned against the workbench, and said in a trembling voice: "I...... Did I fail? ”

After saying this, Dr. Nobel put the monkey's corpse in front of his eyes again, and the little monkey's blank eyes were fixed on him, as if with some kind of inexplicable mockery.

Dr. Nobel's heart was completely cold, he underestimated the Black Death, and also overestimated his own medical skills, the research potion can indeed suppress the Black Death germs, but it cannot kill them all, especially for the organisms that have been infected with the disease, this medicine cannot save them at all.

In other words, Dr. Nobel's human experiments have so far been declared a failure.

He failed, the Black Death germs were eating away at his body and killing him every moment, and the drugs developed could only slow down the process, but not stop him.

This also means that Dr. Nobel will definitely die!

There are very few people in the world who can remain calm in the face of death, but Dr. Nobel happens to be one of them.

He just sat on the ground for a moment, and then he regained his strength, and there was some hope in his eyes.

"In any case, I should finish my unfinished work, and since death has become a doomed thing, I should take advantage of this last bit of time to make the greatest contribution to this world."

The first thing he did was to take his notebook and record the production process of the Black Death suppressant drug in detail.

He also took out the recipe for the medicine hidden in his arms, and recorded it on the production process, and if he only had the recipe for the drug ingredients, although he could eventually figure out how to make it, he would definitely lose a lot of time during the process.

But now that there is such a detailed record, there will be no such problem, and any doctor with a little bit of skill can make an inhibitory drug as long as he gets his formula.

If the post-production is proficient, these processes can be simplified and handed over to ordinary workers for mass production.

After writing the recipe, Dr. Nobel raised his watch and looked at the time, and the inhibitory drugs in the flask would have to wait a while for them to condense.

With a light sigh, he walked out of the room and made his way to the door, and at the same time spoke to the ironclad guards guarding the door: "Sir, please inform Cardinal Modessal, I have something to talk to him. ”

The ironclad guard saluted and walked away quickly, and as soon as he was halfway there, Mordesal and Eugen appeared at the end of the street.

The Iron Guard hurriedly stepped forward and informed Modesar of Dr. Nobel's words, and Modesal smiled and said, "Haha, we just happened to be looking for him, so let's go quickly." ”

With that, the group walked to the front of Dr. Nobel's laboratory, and when they saw Dr. Nobel, Mordesar laughed and said, "Hahaha, how is it, Dr. Nobel, is your medicine ready?" ”

Hearing this question, Dr. Nobel's face showed a hint of bitterness, he shook his head and did not speak, but looked at the person standing next to Modesal, and asked, "Who is this?" ”