The days are getting warmer day by day, and Jiao Ming is getting thinner and thinner, but the problem of transmission distance still hasn't improved much. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 When the third building was almost completed, two fire mages were finally able to take over the work of making steel for Ice Lotus, which saved the crisis of production production.

As more and more people participated in labor, the cycle of labor division became larger and larger, and Jiao Ming and Binglian made a large number of copper coins again under the supervision of a group of high-level people. But there was also a small problem in this mining, in the ball of copper ore teleported, Jiao Ming found a palm-sized metal hook, and he couldn't tell the way of this obviously artificially created thing after playing with it for a long time.

Ice Lotus and the other crocodile leaders didn't care much about this, the wall of Sicoton was actually a layer of wood, and there was nothing underneath. Jiao Ming was defeated by this logic, shrugged his shoulders and put the matter aside, and just told Zhuoshan and the others to dig up strange things and remember to make a report.

When the grass began to sprout and it was about to spring plough, another big event happened: the plague. And this time it can't be a simple burning thing, most of the low-ring mages of the metal smelting company are heating up, including the gas mages who mine, the fire mages who smelt iron, and the low-ring water magic warriors who are responsible for carrying and crushing ore and striking iron.

On the day the plague was discovered, Binglian cried in Jiao Ming's laboratory, and the next day a big blister appeared at the corner of her mouth, which made Jiao Ming's heart ache. In the face of such an unexpected crisis, the crocodile leader's senior management quickly issued an order to isolate, and then they were helpless and could only stare dryly.

But fortunately, it was found in time and these magicians were well fed, and their bodies were much stronger than coolies, and no one died after a day and a night, only a female fire magician fell into a coma.

Jiao Ming felt guilty that the temperature changes in spring and autumn were already the seasons when infectious diseases were frequent, and the ironworks were concentrated there, so it was more convenient to infect. When I first raised cattle, I remembered epidemic prevention, but recently I forgot about it because of my research on qi magic. If you can remind you to disinfect the newly built stone castles in the refinery, you can save yourself this big trouble.

Jiao Ming thought about Master Mar's method again, and although little Toniche burned out his brain, he at least survived. Go to the construction site with Ice Lotus to find Master Mar, the green bald head is very easy to find, but the latter shook his head, indicating that the adult mind is mature, and the effect of this magic is limited. The selection of the guardians of the gods of the religion where Master Mar is located is carried out around the age of ten, and there are very few people who can achieve something after being baptized as a god guardian at the age of twenty or thirty.

"You'd better go south and get a doctor. Master Mar folded his hands and advised, and then continued to carry stones and do penance.

Jiao Ming looked at the haggard Ice Lotus, and the Ice Lotus just replied, "The messenger has been sent, but it's obviously too late in time. ”

"To make amends, at least after precautions. Jiao Ming grabbed Binglian's shoulder, comforted him softly, and then suddenly had an idea, and said excitedly: "I think you can try those unreliable herbs." ”

Binglian let out a puzzled 'um'.

The more Jiao Ming thought about it, the more reliable it became, and he straightened out his thoughts and explained: "In my hometown, nine out of ten traditional Chinese and Western medicine are herbal treatments, and crocodile collar is the same. I think there must be some examples of healing through the use of herbs that have survived for a long time. ”

"You mean those herbs work?"

"I mean there are so many herbal formulas and so many ailments, there may be a match. Jiao Ming paused and added: "Although the probability is very small, this is our only lifeline, we have to give it a try no matter what." ”

This method was quickly agreed by the higher-ups, who were sick and feverish, but were hens that laid golden eggs, and although the panicked high-ups had the idea of 'a dead horse as a live horse doctor', it was much better to do something than to stare dryly.

Except for the necessary guards, all the magic warriors above the five rings did not spill out, and collected herbal formulas for fever in the villages within the territory, and ran without sleep for two days. Jiao Ming worked tirelessly to unify and sort out, remove some idealistic beating gods, and finally determined more than 200 herbal formulas. He also scattered the herbs collected by hand, but because it was late winter and early spring, some of the herbs had to be replaced by dry grass.

In the end, including Binglian and Jiao Ming, all the magic warriors above the fifth ring lived with the patients, and tried the medicine themselves after they were infected. After such a toss, six days have passed, and several fire mages with weak physiques have died, while several low-ring water type magic warriors who were initially infected have recovered themselves.

"Come, dry this bowl, and three more bowls. Jiao Ming, who was hot all over, teased at the ice lotus, who was also hot, and drank the yellow herbal juice in the bowl in one gulp.

"I don't want to drink anymore. Binglian said with a bitter face.

"At least your color looks pretty good, why don't we change it?" Jiao Ming barely suppressed the desire to vomit and said with a smile.

"If you don't change it, you look disgusting. Don't kiss me for ten days!" Binglian said coquettishly, then pinched her nose and drank the green liquid in the bowl.

Lying on the wooden bed, Jiao Ming looked at the slate ceiling and sighed while rubbing his stomach: "Anyway, if the physique of a magical warrior is changed to my hometown, how much will this medical cost be saved." ”

"How. Your medical expenses are very expensive?" asked Binglian curiously.

"Information asymmetry and a certain amount of rhetoric make it easy for you to go bankrupt. ”

"What's the technique?" Bing Lian said, grabbing Jiao Ming's hand, her fingers interlocked. Jiao Ming's face, which was originally flushed by illness and fever, turned his head to see that the ice lotus was about the same. Seeing that she was flustered, Binglian reminded angrily: "Ask you." ”

"Ahem...... I don't remember the exact definition of speech, but it's probably a kind of speaking technique, which can subtly change the other person's thoughts and behaviors or obtain information without a trace, etc. ”

Binglian sighed, obviously not interested in this, and changed the subject: "Can we really find an effective herbal formula?"

"Want to hear the truth?"

After a long time, Bing Lian said with a wry smile: "Actually, I just want to hear the results I want to hear, it seems that I am still not strong and mature enough, and I am far from a qualified lord." ”

Jiao Ming shook his fingers and didn't say anything more. At this moment, Xia Feng pushed the door in and reported, "Miss, a few fire magicians have lost their fever just now, and two more people have died. ”

After listening to the report, the two looked at each other, and they both saw deep helplessness in each other's eyes.