Becoming the villain of the white moonlight [Quick Transmigration]

Although impulsive and conceited, Harrison is generally a good mage who keeps his promises.

He and Bai Ze made too much noise in this room, so they couldn't stay any longer.In order to prevent people from the church from discovering, Bai Ze hugged Li, and the three of them wore cloaks, and walked low-key through the streets full of sewage, towards the slums in the north of the city.

Even though the fire and rain had just fallen here, the surrounding houses were still closed, and no one came out to check.

The street was dead silent, and as Harrison's black robe passed a battered window, he heard the trembling voices of the Bible chanting in the cold, dark room.

He sneered: "The lamb of the church."

"Xavier, when are we leaving, the city is hopeless."

Hearing what he said, he gritted his teeth and unconsciously grasped the "Infectious Diseases" that Bai Ze handed him with his fingers.

The situation in the north of the city is worse than that in the west of the city. It is far away from the church, and the people living here are the poorest people in the lowest class of Kanxi City. Without the restraint of the priests, even the corpse collectors are unwilling to pass through here.

The dilapidated shacks built with wooden boards and thatch were full of patients with numb eyes and pain. Many figures lay here and there in the shadows under the eaves, not knowing whether they were dead or alive.

Harrison covered his mouth and nose in disgust, stepped over a dead body, and found a barely clean corner after a long time.

"Okay." He didn't even want to sit down, and said to Bai Ze, "Xavier, tell me your request."

"You must stay here, is it... you want to use the dead bodies in Kanxi City to practice dark magic?"

"..."

Bai Ze felt that Harrison was really resigned for not becoming a writer. He took out the thick copy of "Infectious Diseases (First Edition)" in his arms, and said to the red-haired mage: "The first request is to write this book before tomorrow. Copy Chapter 1 of this book 100 times."

It is common for mages to copy the spell notes of their mentors when they first started, so even mages like Harrison who are keen on fighting are very good at this kind of work.

He frowned and looked around, took out a large stack of parchment from his pocket, and leaned against the wall with a quill pen to write quickly.

"Use this." Bai Ze asked Li to hand Harrison a quill with an automatic ink bag, which he just improved a few days ago.

"Thanks... Huh?" The movement was a little loud, and the cloak belonging to Bai Ze fell from the scorpion, and Harrison noticed the shabby white clothes behind the cloak.

He was busy dueling with Xavier before, so he didn't have time to pay attention to this little guy, and thought he was Xavier's new apprentice.

The apprentice of the dark mage... It's not that Harrison is biased. According to the consensus of the entire mage world, if the apprentice of the dark mage fails to kill his teacher within 10 years, then sooner or later he will become a corpse, or in other words, research materials.

So it's not for nothing that these guys are bloody, withdrawn and eccentric, Harrison slandered.

He looked at the robe that was stained gray by the mud and was torn everywhere, but he could still faintly see the dark patterns of irises, and a layer of flames floated in his dark green eyes.

"Xavier, what are you doing with a church member?" Harrison said maliciously: "As an apprentice? Or as a research material?"

"If it's the latter, I can do it for him. I guarantee that he will die a very painful death, with the outside scorched and the inside tender."

"Shut up." Bai Ze was next to him, using an iron knife to dig out a cup of soil from the ground. He was afraid that Harrison would scare the scorpion, so he said to him: "The point is not 'apprentice' or 'research materials', but 'I of'."

"This is my man, watch your eyes."

"Okay." Harrison clicked his mouth bored, and wrote on the paper, "The plague is mostly transmitted by rat fleas, and rat flea bites are the main way of transmission..."

"...Bubonic plague is caused by skin bites, and pneumonic plague can be caused by respiratory transmission. Pneumonic plague can be primary or secondary to the glandular type. The germs in the patient's sputum are transmitted from person to person through droplets..."

"...Once infected with pneumonic plague, the disease develops rapidly, and symptoms such as chest pain, cough, and massive hemoptysis can appear within a few hours... Those infected with septic-type plague develop rapidly, and most die within three days..."

Although he half understood and did not quite believe what was said above, Harrison still kept his mouth shut tightly when he saw the crowds of patients and corpses not far away, and signaled Bai Ze to hand him a homemade mask with his eyes.

……

白泽将取来的土放在随身携带的玻璃瓶中，用2H2+O2=2H2O这个化学方程式在哈里森震惊的目光中制造出500ml无菌水，浸泡土壤。

A small jet of water gushed out of Bai Ze's palm like a fountain, and Harrison looked away, copying "Genetics" in despair, feeling as if his heart had stopped.

How many spells does Xavier know?

... No, it should be said, besides having children, what else does he know?

Plague has formed a complete treatment in modern times, and generally adopts the principles of strict isolation of patients, timely disinfection, early treatment, combination, sufficient dose, and application of sensitive antibacterial drugs.

Among them, streptomycin, an antibiotic extracted from Actinomycetes Streptomyces, is used as a specific drug mixed with other antibacterial drugs.

But in the context of the Middle Ages, let alone antibiotics, from Xavier’s memory, there are not even doctors here. When people get sick, they either go to church to pray, or they can only bleed themselves.Therefore, Bai Ze could only try to isolate and purify the Streptomyces in the soil, and then directly filter the culture solution for use.

"Streptomycin and tetracycline are both extracted from the fermentation broth of Streptomyces bacterium. If you spread a few more plates, you can always select suitable colonies... right?"

Although the chrysalis has been rescued, the plague on his body has not been cured, and he has been suffering from a low-grade fever.Bai Ze felt that letting the villain die first and then resurrected would not be good for his mental health, so let him be the No.1 person who experienced antibiotics in the Middle Ages...or the first test subject.

Cultivating bacterial colonies is not a matter of a day or two. Bai Ze smeared the supernatant diluted in different gradients on a glass plate, lit a bonfire and cultured at a suitable temperature, then washed his hands and copied books with Harrison. In the evening, they copied Chapter 1 "Symptoms and Prevention of Plague" of "Infectious Diseases" a total of 100 times.

After writing the last line, Harrison rubbed his sore arm and saw that the sun had risen outside the shack built of broken boards.

"What do we do now?" he asked.

Holding the thick parchment, Bai Ze said, "In three days, I will paste these papers all over the streets and alleys of Kanxi City, every corner."

"What?!" Harrison jumped up, "You want to teach them how to defeat the plague?"

"No! I don't agree!" He cursed, "I'm not going to save those lackeys and stupid lambs of the church. Xavier, have you forgotten what they did? They put the mage on fire and burned them to death, Call us heretics simply because we have more power than the church allows."

"Ha, how ridiculous, the benevolent and great God of Light, his light shines in every corner, and among the witches burned to death by his believers was a little girl of seven or eight years old. What can this child do? Raise an evil cat, and then bite off His Excellency's expensive throat in the middle of the night?"

Bai Ze: "...But there are more seven or eight-year-old girls who died in the Black Death, and there are tens of thousands of them in Canxi City. Some of them have never even seen a cat, nor have they read a complete book. The Bible."

"That's the second requirement."

"Are you afraid of being caught, Mage Lieyang?"

He didn't know whether it was Harrison who kept his promise very much or Bai Ze's aggressive method played a role. He was stunned for a moment, grabbed the parchment from Bai Ze's arms, kicked the door open and walked out cursingly.

The people in the slums were terrified. Facing the tall wizard who stared in horror at the sparks coming out of his nose, even the black plague patients who were too sick to move suddenly felt a force in their bodies, supporting them. He rolled his body half a circle to the side, just to stay away from him.

White Pond:"……"

This can be regarded as another sense of "sit up in shock in a dying illness".

Suddenly feel that Harrison is very suitable to be a male nurse.

While thinking this way, he observed the state of the petri dish and made a simple syringe with the few materials at hand.

"What are you going to do?" Phoebe asked.

Bai Ze pushed the needle and said with satisfaction: "Spread science."

He looked at the thriving gray strain on the glass plate with gentle eyes, just like looking at the lover in his dream.

"Don't rush..."

The first shot will spread to you.

He still doesn't know that he has been regarded as research material and enclosed in Bai Ze's private territory.He just... looked at the gentle eyes of the silver-haired wizard, wishing that those eyes were directed at him.

Desire is like a vine, winding and growing in the heart.