Wasteland Development Diary

"Doctor, why can't you operate on him?! He's been vomiting blood, he'll die if you don't do something!"

The venomous snake in front of him hissed furiously.

Da Vinci released pheromones, using simple expressions to tell the other party: "Please remain calm. The injured's photon-absorbing organs are damaged in more than 50% of the area. To remove the necrotic parts and suture the gaps, we need to ensure his physiological stability. Otherwise, whether it's the stress response of the photon-absorbing organs or the physiological contraction, it could lead to surgical failure and further worsen the injury."

"Currently, there is a lack of anesthetic drugs. Surgery will only make him die faster. At this stage, we need his will to survive to support him."

The other party was unwilling: "Then is there really no other way! Use other methods to replace anesthesia, such as temporarily knocking him unconscious, or blocking his head or something!"

"No. Please do not block the channel and waste my pheromones, next."

The electromechanical doctor maintained an efficient consultation state.

The roaring venomous snake was quickly entangled and carried away by other members of its kind, and the next injured person swam over to receive an examination.

……

This round of treatment came to an end.

Da Vinci began to inspect the ward.

Horny Head wagged its tail, following behind the electromechanical doctor's wheels, sending information through scent: "Doctor Da Vinci, two more injured have died from their injuries."

"Mm."

Da Vinci simply turned on the operating light and used a mechanical arm to check the patient's wound and physiological condition.

"At this rate, more and more venomous snakes will die."

Horny Head's pheromone concentration increased, but the release rate decreased, indicating that it was in a state of frustration: "The company you mentioned, that chairman, will he really send anesthetic?"

"He will."

Da Vinci stood in front of a venomous snake patient, using an aspirator to remove pus and some secretions from his wound: "Mr. Red Falcon said that the company is raising funds to purchase drugs as quickly as possible."

"But there are 204 patients who need surgery now! And the number of injured is still increasing!"

Horny Head straightened its neck and looked out of the window, somewhat resigned.

Da Vinci rotated its omnidirectional wheel, and the sensor also faced the same direction.

There was a huge hemisphere on the Dead Sea, releasing a stream of blue and white light, like a small sun falling into the sea level.

Two days ago, a high-intensity light burst occurred on the Dead Sea, and Snake Island, 1300 meters away, was the first to bear the brunt. The first round of impact resulted in 4 venomous snakes dying on the spot and 62 venomous snakes being seriously injured and comatose.

Fortunately, this architectural life allowed the injured and this doctor to enter, and it also weakened the impact of the light burst on the ward.

The peak of the light burst impact had long passed, but high-energy radiation was still causing life to decay, and more venomous snakes were becoming weaker and bleeding.

Most venomous snakes chose to stay and help their injured kin.

Da Vinci did everything it could, performing emergency surgery on 11 venomous snake patients, and timely removing the mutated parts of their photon-absorbing organs to avoid further affecting the body's damage.

But this treatment requires a large amount of strong anesthetic to stabilize the C-level venomous snakes, to prevent them from struggling and going crazy during surgery.

The anesthetic was quickly exhausted.

Da Vinci didn't know if subsequent drugs could be replenished.

Even in the relatively relaxed Recursive City, controlled drugs like strong anesthetics still require medically qualified personnel to register and purchase them, to avoid drug abuse and other problems.

Now we can only rely on the company.

The chairman should have a way.

That young human who solved his debt left a deep impression on Da Vinci.

After buying his century-long service period, he was not in a hurry to use Da Vinci's ability to monetize it.

Generally speaking, such employers would open a black clinic and engage in taboo surgeries prohibited by Recursive City to earn back the cost as soon as possible. Da Vinci, as a doctor, had also heard of relevant situations.

The chairman asked it if it wanted to collaborate with a small architectural life on Snake Island to treat the local venomous snake population, and encouraged himself to improve in this direction and launch an attack on the B-level deputy chief physician.

He didn't talk to himself much, and didn't even ask about the reasons for the medical accident caused by Da Vinci, but he respected his opinions very much.

Da Vinci didn't know the reason.

Red Falcon told it one sentence: "Zhou's style is to let professionals do professional things. You only need to focus on your field, and we will take care of the rest."

As a new employee of the Wasteland Development Company, Da Vinci was still quite unfamiliar with this organization, and the chairman was even more of a mystery.

But the advantage of uncertainty is that it is still in a state between happening and not happening.

Da Vinci never gives up.

Between probability and opportunity, it chooses the latter.

Perhaps it was because it took too long to walk from the Dead Sea to the land, which caused it to be affected by a certain degree of radiation. But because of this, it was alive, instead of being motionless in the unknown, waiting for good luck.

"Doctor."

Horny Head released pheromones: "Why did you stay in the first place?"

Da Vinci aimed its sensor at the other party.

When Horny Head was young, a long nail was pierced into its upper jaw. The nail was propped up from the upper half of its mouth, like a small horn, so it got the name Horny Head. It has now grown into one with the skull, making it difficult to remove.

Among the many venomous snakes, Horny Head volunteered to be Da Vinci's assistant, wanting to help the tribe solve their injuries and illnesses.

"I am a doctor."

Da Vinci said, "I will be with the patients."

"……"

Horny Head said, "But doctor, even our own people on the island have run away. There used to be more than 700 venomous snakes on this floating island. After the accident, there are only less than 400 left. Those guys have all run away. I dare say, they will come back as if nothing happened when things return to normal here."

Da Vinci did not express any opinion on the social relations of the venomous snake tribe.

It is just a doctor.

Da Vinci suddenly raised its sensor and pointed it towards the sky.

Because it received the latest news.

"We have arrived with the drugs."

Almost at the same time as the information arrived, Da Vinci observed two shadows in the sky. One was a giant flower-shaped Ridge Hunter, and the other was a much smaller drone next to it.

The arrival of the Ridge Hunter immediately caused a commotion and panic among the venomous snake population.

Those who remained on the island now were all injured who were unable to fight. Facing the pressure of a B-level predator was enormous, and they couldn't resist it at all.

It took repeated appeasement from Da Vinci to stabilize them slightly.

"Who wants to eat you guys, you're all bleeding and bulging, you don't even look appetizing."

Ridge Hunter muttered, then said to Da Vinci, "Doctor, the chairman asked me to bring you the medicine."

"Recursive City is too far, so we went to the closer Energy Storage City. Fortunately, our company has a high credit rating, and Energy Storage City sold us 40 doses of anesthetic through a special simplified procedure. But this amount is already the limit of a year's worth of regular medication, and we can't get any more."

Da Vinci was greatly encouraged: "Great, the patients are saved!"

Red Falcon added from the side: "However, considering the 200-dose shortage you mentioned, the chairman has allocated a batch of monster-attracting mushrooms from the territory. It is a natural anesthetic that can keep the user emotionally stable. Use it if you can."

"We will fly to Recursive City again immediately, but the latest news there is that the nearby territorial waters are at war, which has led to the surrounding area being blocked, so it may take some effort to take a detour. We will come as soon as possible."

After the two reinforcements completed their delivery, they took off and left.

Da Vinci immediately turned on work mode: "Horny Head, prepare for surgery."

"Yes, yes!"

The venomous snake assistant, who was still a little dazed, suddenly became excited.

……

After running at high speed for 26 consecutive hours, Da Vinci stopped to rest for a while. It had to let the overloaded motor dissipate heat, check and correct the stability of the mechanical arm, and perform a new round of high-temperature disinfection on the medical equipment.

Horny Head next to it no longer had its previous depression, and said extremely happily: "Doctor, your company's medicine is so amazing! Not only can it make the injured become calm and composed, and no longer irritable and angry due to pain, but they are also more reasonable than ever before."

"This is much better than those anesthetics that just cause unconsciousness! It's really a miracle drug!"

Da Vinci was speechless.

This time, 40 doses of anesthetic were replenished, but none of them were strong-acting. The efficacy was only one-third, which was only enough for 13 patients.

Due to the shortage of drugs, it had to try natural drugs.

Da Vinci made some basic drug analysis and confirmed that the monster-attracting mushroom did have similar anesthetic components and effects. In order to save some of the extremely deteriorated cases, it chose to take the risk and decided to save the patient's life first and then consider the subsequent side effects.

But the result exceeded its imagination.

The mushrooms were very effective, but the effect was too great.

Not only did they not have hallucinogenic effects, but they also had the effect of blocking physiological influences, allowing the user to appear particularly rational and awake in a short period of time.

The usually irritable and angry venomous snakes, under the effect of the monster-attracting mushrooms, almost became electromechanical lives. Not only did they control their emotions very well, but they also did a lot of thinking during that time.

They discussed with Da Vinci the current social situation of Snake Island, their own shortcomings, and the exploration of the future destiny of the venomous snake group.

This was no longer the extent that anesthetics could achieve.

It was almost like the [Philosopher's Drug] that existed in medical hypotheses, which could form a good soothing effect on the psychological consciousness!

Da Vinci sent twelve messages to Red Falcon in a row, asking for more information about the monster-attracting mushroom.

The results were all in vain.

Da Vinci had a series of wild thoughts.

It could only concentrate on the surgery and use mad work to alleviate its curiosity and desire for knowledge.

7 hours later.

Red Falcon finally sent a reply.

--Just saw it, we are in the war zone, the information was blocked.

--I don't know the situation you described.

--The chairman is preparing to package this batch of monster-attracting mushrooms and try to sell them through a channel to the outside world, similar to targeting tobacco or alcohol. It's good if you can use them.

Da Vinci was shocked.

This never-before-heard natural drug will play a huge role in the medical field!

It quickly sent more than a dozen messages again, emphasizing that this is likely to be a brand new special medicine with extraordinary significance, and advising it not to sell these mushrooms.

Da Vinci rolled its wheels back and forth anxiously.

On the other hand, using the monster-attracting mushroom as a natural anesthetic allowed it to complete the surgery on each venomous snake patient in a timely manner, with a success rate of 99%. Only one venomous snake died due to complications when suturing the photon-absorbing organ because of a large tumor in the brain.

Although the venomous snakes were still weak and their bodies were weakened to varying degrees, they were finally safe.

The patients all fell into quiet rest.

Only Da Vinci was still anxiously waiting for a reply from the company.

What's going on?

Why haven't they replied yet?

Didn't they see it?

Or do they think I'm being annoying by sending too many messages?

Da Vinci kept refreshing its receiving program.