A Hospital in Another World?-Chapter 780: Using Senior Sister’s Zombie for Practice?

"Little Garrett... hahaha... Little Garrett, you really are... hahaha..."

Senior Sister Philby laughed so hard she was bending over, her body shaking with laughter, tears streaming from the corners of her eyes. She paused briefly, thought of something, and started laughing again. Finally, she stopped, glanced at Garrett, and continued laughing...

Garrett looked at her helplessly. With one hand supporting his chin, he silently counted his breaths:

1, 2, 3... 15, 16... one minute...

15, 16... two minutes...

Two minutes had passed! How is she still laughing, Senior Sister?

He finally darkened his face, raised his left index finger, and made a "cut" gesture on his right shoulder. Senior Sister Philby rolled her eyes at him, and her laughter gradually subsided. Finally, she wiped the corners of her eyes:

"Little Garrett... never taken risks, never fought, little Garrett..."

Garrett wanted to say that he had been to the battlefield and had even killed someone. But then he thought again, and he slumped back into his chair, dejected:

Is this something to be proud of?

Taking risks, fighting, even killing, is this something to be proud of?

Sorry, he really couldn’t agree. In his values, only creating something, protecting something, healing something, is worthy of pride.

Of course, in any society, there are always some people who take on the responsibility of fighting. Those soldiers, those police officers... but fighting is also for protection. They are the strongest shield in front of the people who enjoy peace.

Of course, Garrett also understood that magicians of the Evocation School, as one of the most powerful combat schools among the eight major schools, were always on the front line of combat. So, let Senior Sister laugh if she wants to laugh.

Senior Sister Philby finally finished her mocking. She straightened her face and seriously explained to him:

"The natural resistance of different classes and levels to spells is all in the library. I think you should have read it—oh, you did read it, so I won’t elaborate. To determine if they can withstand it, you have a relatively simple method—"

Garrett leaned forward slightly, listening attentively. Senior Sister smiled:

"Use your mental power."

She might as well have said nothing. If my mental power were delicate enough to sense myocardial electrical activity, I wouldn’t be struggling with how much energy to use!

I’d just be running a clinic, treating patients every day, directly covering them with mental power!

"Your mental power isn’t strong enough?—At least you can feel whether the life force of the body increases or decreases after the current passes through! If it increases, then there’s no mistake; if it continuously decreases, then there’s definitely a problem!"

Senior Sister spoke righteously:

"I don’t need you to go deep into—what’s that—cell level. Just cover a piece, a small block, or the entire heart, that should be doable!"

It seemed reasonable... Garrett pondered. Senior Sister clapped her hands with a smile:

"Alright, you can try it yourself. Recently, they have a group working on a related project. You can join them and experience it."

The "they" Senior Sister referred to was her own group of disciples. Following her direction, Garrett arrived at the lab and was warmly welcomed:

"Master Nordmark, you’re here!"

"Master Nordmark, please guide us!"

"Master Nordmark, thanks to your discovery, our future research on electrical magic will be much safer!"

Garrett: ???

Looking left and right, the first to welcome him was a Level 12 Grand Mage, followed by a string of Level 7 and 8, and Level 5 and 6 mages.

Finally, there were some lower levels than him. Although, looking at their ranking and positions, some were Senior Sister’s disciples’ disciples, which technically made them his great-nephews? ṝÀ𐌽ǑʙÈs̩

If this were in the cultivation novels he had read, these people would probably call him "Little Uncle Master" or "Little Uncle Ancestor"...

Garrett shivered, shaking his head vigorously to get rid of these wild thoughts. Looking closely again, there was a big white figure in the lab, surrounded by a gloomy aura...

A zombie?

"What are you doing?"

"Studying protective clothing!" The Level 12 Grand Mage, Senior Sister Philby’s disciple, who introduced himself as Yannis Foster, replied enthusiastically:

"Like the protective clothing you made, Senior Sister asked us to study its protective capabilities and try to reduce the cost. So far, we’ve been failing. Look—"

Garrett squatted down, expanded his mental power, and covered the zombie. Grand Mage Foster reached out, and with a crackling sound, a lightning arc hit the big white figure.

Garrett shuddered reflexively. He clearly felt a bolt of lightning shoot out from a point on the protective clothing inside the big white figure, piercing through the zombie.

The zombie trembled, a wisp of green smoke rising from it, and it wobbled before falling.

Hmm... different points could indeed be felt. Even if it’s a zombie, without life force or cell vitality, whether the body can withstand such an impact can be felt by covering it with mental power!

"Failed again..." Sighs echoed in the lab. Grand Mage Foster’s face darkened:

"What are you all standing around for! Quickly take it down and check where the problem is!—Master Nordmark, could you please come and take a look?"

Garrett: "..." No, I don’t want to look. Electric penetration means unequal potentials at various points. Unequal potentials probably mean uneven conductivity.

Either the metal wires inside aren’t evenly distributed, or some metal wires are broken, or the connections between the clothes, pants, and shoes are not continuous?

Checking each metal wire would be a massive task. Whoever made it should check it!

"What metal are you using?"

"Silver wire! Didn’t you use silver wire last time?"

"...Next time, try using copper wire. I think copper wire should work too. At least, the wires in my mage tower are all copper, and the technology should be mature and cheap... Wrapping copper wires with glass is also an option?"

Asbestos only acts as a flame retardant, and processing asbestos can easily cause lung problems. If mages process it themselves, they should try using glass fibers instead.

Upon Foster’s command, students immediately ran to work. He stayed with Garrett, explaining:

"We used alchemy puppets before, but they were too expensive. Then we used skeletons, but they were hard to hit. Now we use zombies, which work much better... We’re considering buying more high-level zombies for experiments?"

While speaking, he glanced at Garrett with implied meaning. High-level zombies are very expensive, and Master Nordmark has a good relationship with the Black Crow Swamp, so could he...

Negotiate an internal price?