The results were rejected by the boss, but the young Necromancers werenāt disheartened. Rather, Leon Carlos motivated them well:
"At least weāre on the right track! If 50 transfers arenāt enough, then letās try 60, 70, 80, or even 100! If drying naturally for a week isnāt enough, then 8 days, 9 days, or even 14 days!"
He jumped onto a chair, looking down at his peers, waving his fists:
"Itās just about piling on manpower and time! This project is personally overseen by the Immortal himself!" His voice suddenly rose, as he began to paint a grand picture for everyone:
"Once itās done, itās going to make a big splash! At that point, everyone will have at least a second authorship guaranteed! Push harder!"
"Ao!"
The Necromancersā blood boiled as they dove into the laboratory, rolling up their sleeves to get to work. The paper overseen by the Immortal himself, once done, might even be published in āArcaneā or āMagicā!
At the level of a first or second-grade mage, to have a secondary authorship in āArcaneā or āMagicāā
Even for many people as co-second authors, it wouldnāt be hard to join a research group of a great mage of level ten or higher!
Garrett smiled and drifted away. After leaving the backyard, he walked into the front clinic building and found Joanna:
"Howās the memorization going?"
"Itās so hard..."
Joanna lay listlessly on the table, her cheek marked by three red lines, seemingly having lost their lively and mysterious color, dull and listless:
"Why do I have to memorize so many books..."
She was memorizing the textbooks specifically compiled by Garrett. Embryology, physiology, local anatomy, systemic anatomy, internal medicine, surgery, obstetrics, and gynecology. And so on and so forth, the content was simplified and condensed into one bookā
In Garrettās view, it wasnāt much. After all, all these books together made up several thousand pages. The part he organized didnāt even reach a tenth of that.
But Joanna didnāt see it that way!
The print turned into handwriting, the paper area doubled, and the content was halved.
The "book" Garrett handed her, when placed on the desk, aligned with her elbow at the lower edge and with her chest at the upper edge...
Wasnāt she supposed to learn about cesarean sections? Why memorize so much irrelevant content? If she doesnāt finish memorizing, sheās not allowed to practice or touch any of the expectant mothers!
"Wuu wuu wuu wuu..." She memorized slower than Garrett could write the manuscripts and hand them to her...
And during the day, she still had to work, only between seeing patients or at night could she memorize, and she still had to ensure time for meditation and sleep, where could she find the time to memorize so much!
"Still not done? Then push a little harder."
Garrett stood up, turned 180 degrees, and walked towards the clinic door. If not finished, just continue memorizing.
Medical students, doctors, isnāt this how they all start?
Seeing patients during the day, performing surgeries, filling out medical records at night, taking night shifts, constantly rotating tasks while also doing research, writing papers, keeping up with the latest academic research...
Conservatively estimated, the work hours every day were 16 hours. And itās a profession that requires lifelong learning. Life is limited, but learning is boundless.
"Donāt! Give me three more days, three days! Iāll definitely be done in three days!"
Yo, youāre that fast, huh. Garrett paused:
"Iāll give you a week. After a week, there will be a test, a 100-point paper, and if you score below 90, go back to where you came from."
"ā¦Yes!"
Joanna tearfully agreed. Meanwhile, Garrett scratched his ear, beginning to worry about the next issues:
Where will the patients come from?
It would be foolish to train just one or two priests with so much effort. Garrettās ambition was to proceed in batches, gradually expanding:
First, train ten midwives, teach them the correct techniques for delivery, and when to refer for cesarean sections if they canāt handle the situation;
Second, expand the training to a hundred, or even all the midwives in Nevis City;
Third, establish a maternity hospital, guide expectant mothers to give birth in the hospital as much as possible, aiming to minimize the mortality rate of mothers and infantsā
How to make these midwives comply?
How to make pregnant women willing to give birth here?
In the worst-case scenario, if someone dies, how will it be resolved?
And, the investment and operational costs of the
maternity hospital, where will they come from?
These things had to be thought out in advance. Where to fleece, where to leverage administrative power...
Hmm, the most significant powers in Nevis City are the Magic Council, the nobility, and the wealthy merchants. The Energy Mages would definitely support him, so would the Necromancers, the Alchemy Workshops had good relations with him, the Enchantment Sect...
Garrett climbed to Igor Peak, heading straight for the Tower of Songs. To call in favors, one must maintain good relations regularly. Since he had collaborative projects with the Enchantment Sect, he should check in every now and then to see how things were progressing:
"Lady Alvar, that EEG project, any new findings?"
Lady Alvar was very pleased to host him. Mr. Viper had been interrogated quite thoroughly and handed over to the Necromancers, but the Tower of Songs never lacked subjects:
"Yes! Very interesting findings! We used the āMechanized Mindā as a baseline, compared a series of basic spells from the Enchantment Sect, and made some significant discoveries!"
Lady Alvar cheerfully pointed at a crystal ball. The ball, obviously specially processed, could three-dimensionally and semi-transparently display images of various parts of the brain:
"Look, under the state of āMechanized Mind,ā the excitation of various parts is shown in blue. Then, we cancel the spell and expose the subject to different magicsā"
The crystal ball lit up in a myriad of colors, continuously flashing, like a neon light shaped into a brain. Lady Alvar sat on a nearby sofa, stirring a cup of hot cocoa with cinnamon powder, continuously pointing out:
"This is āCharm Personāā¦ this is āHypnosisāā¦ this is āAgitationāā¦ this is āAidāā¦ this is āStabilize Confidenceāā¦"
Red, yellow, orangeā¦ or the calming blue, green, lighting up continuously and then fading. Garrett silently muttered in his mind:
"Frontal lobeā¦ Temporal lobeā¦ Hypothalamusā¦ Pituitary glandā¦ Pineal glandā¦"
Through brainwave monitoring, it was discovered that different Enchantment Sect spells would excite different parts of the brain and sometimes suppress others.
So, the essence of Enchantment Sect magic is to use different types of waves to affect different parts of the brain, interfering with their activity?
"Right, in collaboration with the Necromancers, we made another particularly interesting discovery. After the spell took effect, we detected fluctuations in certain substances in the subjectās bloodā¦"
"What?! You found hormones?! Your technology can now detect trace hormones in the blood?! Teach it to me immediately! Iād kneel and hug your legs if it helps!"
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