Chapter 238 Escape or Give Away the Treasure! (Ye Meng Bing Ten Thousand Rewards Plus 1 Update)

Gretel raised his feet and walked towards the laboratory. Behind him, the great magician of the protection system shouted in a funny voice:

"Hey, little guy! Do you want to destroy the body and eliminate all traces? Then tell us that you didn't cause any trouble?"

"These dangers can be killed!" Gretel turned back like a wind. "As long as you follow the correct method of protection, it will not infect the user. As long as it is killed correctly, it will not leak out and cause harm!"

"That makes sense." The white-robed mage nodded playfully. "Okay, let's go in and take a look together."

High-level mages swarmed in. Arriving at the dressing room, Gretel turned around and stopped everyone, bent down and pulled out the protective clothing from the side:

"Masters, please change your protective equipment and follow me into the danger zone."

The 13th and 4th level high-level mages looked at each other and were all amused. The white-robed mage from the protection department even laughed out loud:

"Protection?—Little guy, are you talking to me about protection?"

"Master, I know nothing about your power." Gretel bowed slightly:

"However, I can be sure that the protection method I use can provide effective protection and will not bring danger to the outside world. - If possible, please also ask the masters to change the protective equipment according to the requirements of the laboratory."

He pointed to the "Danger, Keep Out" sign on the wall. In the crowd, the mage from Black Crow Swamp laughed and pushed forward:

"Okay, let's not make things difficult for the children. ...Well, little Gretel, this...well, how do you wear protective equipment?"

"You put on the mask first... these are the goggles..." Grete instructed him in the same way: "Put a bubble on your head, and then put on the one-piece protective suit... Fasten here, then here, press Tight, no leakage at all..."

Archmage Carlisle and Old Sam looked at each other, and the two brothers followed suit and started putting on protective clothing. The white-robed mage from the protection department looked unhappy and refused to move. Beside him, the conjuration magician smiled and pulled him, took out an alchemy doll, and threw it outward. The doll grows as soon as it lands on the ground, stretches out its arms and kicks its legs. In a moment, it has grown to the same size as a real person:

"How about trying this?"

The white-robed mage snorted, his hands flashed with light, and he threw up the shields one by one. The doll took two wobbly steps forward and stood at the door of the dressing area. The conjuration magician took out another puppet and waved to Gretel:

"Little guy, can you put a suit on it too?"

"Okay! Thank you, Master!"

Gretel responded and ran over. The great magician of the conjuration department looked at him busy with a smile and asked casually:

"Little guy, can you withstand this suit of clothes? Do you want me to add two shields for you?"

"Thank you, Master. No need." Grete tilted his head slightly and kept his hands:

"I know the things I made myself. Staphylococcus aureus, Pseudomonas aeruginosa, Clostridium tetani, these will be fine as long as they don't scratch the skin;

Vibrio cholerae and Shigella dysenteriae are introduced through the mouth, so as long as I wash my hands and face before coming out and don’t put them in my mouth, I’ll be fine;

The more troublesome ones are Mycobacterium tuberculosis and Diphtheria bacilli. As long as they are inhaled into the nose, they will cause problems, so I wear a mask with an air bubble on the outside of the mask, and a layer of protective clothing on the outside of the air bubble. With three layers of protection, there will be no problems. "

He spoke eloquently. Even if several great magicians have never heard the name of this string of bacteria, it sounds like x-on:#￥% to their ears, and they can understand that he does have his own reasons.

At that moment, Grete himself was fully equipped and opened the gate to the buffer zone. People wearing protective suits filed in. The great magician of the prophecy department threw out a secret eye:

"Let's just watch from here."

The secret eye followed everyone forward. The outer airlock lowers and the inner airlock rises. The first and second rooms were okay. After walking through the anatomy room, a horrible scene appeared on the screen of the secret eyes:

The storage shelves in the room were half collapsed. Glass dishes fell to the ground in large numbers. The ground is covered in clusters of misty, white, green, yellow and blue mold spots everywhere. Debris was strewn all over the ground in a mess, being stepped on and kicked away without a care...

"This this……"

The Necromancer was so heartbroken that his voice trembled. He walked briskly back and forth, bent down to poke at the shelf, and kicked at the fragment. After a moment, he rushed to the intact shelf again, pressed against the wooden frame, and looked at the glass dishes one by one:

"Such a big loss?! So many things were destroyed? Can it be repaired? How long will it take to make up for it? I said that guy Carlisle is unreliable. If you enter the Black Crow Swamp, you can't be bullied like this..."

Jab!

A sharp bolt of lightning jumped out of the void and hit the ground like a whip. Master Carlisle's embarrassed voice came through the magic device:

"Grom, don't steal things from children! Do you think I didn't see it?! Once the project is completed, it's not like Little Grete will not deliver the results!"

"Who, who stole it! I just took the glass shards off the soles of my shoes!"

Gretel was full of annoyance and was amused. He hurriedly walked past the shelf and breathed a sigh of relief:

"It's okay, okay, the shelves over there mainly contain Pseudomonas aeruginosa and Golden Grain. It's faster to make. But that guy must not steal my strains——"

As he spoke, he hurried into the inner room. As soon as I opened the refrigerator, I screamed:

“My spawn!!!”

"What's wrong!" The Necromancer rushed in. Grete was half buried in the refrigerator, touching one on the left and one on the right:

"My cholera! My anthrax! My tuberculosis! Ahhhhhhhhh!"

He put it on the top layer because these germs were troublesome!

As for the invaders, if you don’t take the E. coli and Streptococcus in the middle, and you don’t take the Candida and Vibrio parahaemolyticus at the bottom, you might as well take Botox!

I can even give you a beauty treatment when I get back!

You have to pick the most troublesome one! If any one of these tubes of bacteria is leaked, a great plague will break out!

I can't live this day!

Gretel turned around and threw himself in front of the sound transmitting weapon. At this moment, he completely ignored the group of high-level mages outside and shouted as loud as he could:

"Be careful during the arrest! That guy stole three strains of my bacteria! They are all purified and concentrated plague seeds! Don't let him throw them away! You must find what you throw out!!!"

"Also, when fighting him, try not to get close! If you must get close, when you come back, wash your hands and clothes, wash your whole body, and don't eat before!"

"Be careful not to bite him! And don't spit on your face! You may be infected with the plague!!!"

"Everyone must be isolated and observed after returning! Including horses, dogs, and all livestock, all must be isolated, observed, and disinfected!"

Urgent shouts echoed through the magic props in the room. Several high-level mages looked at each other in confusion as they looked at the light curtain coming from the Mystical Eye. After a moment of silence, the great magician of the prophecy department sneered and laughed:

"He ordered us to work quite confidently——"

"Then we have to help him pass the message, otherwise?"

The members of the conjuration department's jury responded with a smile. He murmured a few words and raised a ball of light in his hand, the size of a walnut, flowing in seven colors. The mage repeated Gretel's request in a low voice, flicked his fingers, and the ball of light flew out from the crack of the door as fast as a meteor.

It rotates all the way, glows all the way, lights up the night sky, and flies towards the search team ahead.

In the dark night, Marcus Breno ran as hard as he could.

He wanted to escape to the city. The person in charge of the spy base and the owner of the hotel, even if his faith has been contaminated, he probably won't betray him immediately. Even if it doesn't work, you can still find a channel to help him send things back.

Just send it back and the job is done. After completing the task, you will get points. With the points, even if he can't use it himself, his daughter can exchange for a holy potion and become a knight...

daughter……

Marcus Breno coughed up a mouthful of bloody sputum and felt his breathing became slightly easier. The sound of horse hooves from behind is still coming, from directly behind, to the left and to the right. The pursuers spread a large net, caught him from the direction of the city, and kept chasing him towards the suburbs.

It sounded like there were at least three teams and dozens of horses. Who is behind that little mage who is only at the second or third level?

…And he brought a dog with him.

Fierce barking came from behind. Marcus Breno gritted his teeth and threw himself into a stream. The icy winter stream suddenly filled up, causing him to shiver, and his chest immediately felt tight again.

Breathing is getting harder and harder... If he continues like this, he won't be able to beat even a fifth-level knight...

He forced himself to wade down for a while, cross the stream, and then turn upstream. Starting from the city of Nevis in the northeast direction, keep walking along the river, walking through the river, walking through the lake, walking through the canal, you can reach the other side of the coast. If they could really escape to the other side of the sea, the church would have a large stronghold in Cromo City at the mouth of the sea.

Wading through the water took a while, but not as much as Marcus expected. As the sky grew brighter, dogs barked behind him, and the pursuers caught up again. Marcus gritted his teeth and simply turned back. After running for a while, he climbed up the tree and lay down on the treetops by the roadside.

"in front of!"

"in front of!"

Five cavalrymen came with hounds and horses. Just as the last person passed by, Marcus suddenly fell down from the treetop and pinched the man's neck with the dagger. A stream of blood spurted out. He remained silent and rushed towards the second to last one.

The first three were shocked when they heard the sound. Marcus gritted his teeth and danced his dagger wildly. The third cavalry fell to the ground, the fourth cavalry fell to the ground... Just as he was about to kill the last one, he suddenly felt a tightness in his chest and coughed up another mouthful of blood.

With just a quick movement of his hand, a steel knife struck him head-on.

Marcus almost gave in, his left shoulder was in severe pain, and a large piece of flesh was still cut off. He endured the pain, killed the last cavalryman, and killed the hound that was biting his calf with a single stroke.

The decline in strength was too great... What kind of sinister spell did that little mage cast on him? Even if he only had the strength of a fifth-level knight, he would not be injured if he killed that group of people...

Marcus held his chest and coughed twice. He took off a set of cavalry clothes and put them on, picked a war horse for himself, tied the dead cavalry to their horses, whipped each in different directions, and drove them away from a distance.

Keep on going!

Escape, or find a teleportation point installed by the church and teleport things back!

(Two three thousand words! Another update completed!)

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