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Chapter 236 Disease Resistant Mushrooms
Lance and his party, who went deep into the wilderness, wandered in the corrupted land.

All three have different goals.

Lance came in primarily to plan the area, to excavate the buildings, to find out where the masonry roads were once laid.

He needs to re-build roads, and re-discover and activate those historical sentry posts. At that time, he will need to use them to transport and garrison troops, and continue to expand the scope of control to the north, so as to reduce the scope of activities of the ancestors.

In addition, the cleanup of the corrupted area also needs to delineate the scope, which places are suitable for logging and burning charcoal, and which places can be burned directly.

After the burning, where will be used to reclaim farmland, and where is suitable for medicine fields.

These all need to be inspected by himself. He knows that development is not a one-sentence matter, and measures should be taken according to local conditions, not blind development.

Paracelsus is here to collect samples. She is very curious about the changes in the animals and plants growing in these corrupted areas, and what impact it has on people.

And Greendale's purpose is very simple and the most clear, that is the medicine field left by the witch.

Knowing the location, of course, the priority is to go to the medicine field to get the herbs, but this time there is no reason to march in a hurry, and the journey that originally took a day and a night was also slowed down.

The goals of Lance and Paracelsus keep getting new progress...

At night, the three of them and one wolf stayed in one place to clear out a camp. It was difficult to find a cleaner place in the Corrupted Lands.

An iron pot was set up on the campfire, and the vegetable stew was simmering, and the sea fish that was caught this morning and marinated in fine salt was grilled with a grilling net woven with wire.

The fat is roasted and squeaky, that is, sea fish only have this fat, and it tastes delicious when eaten.

No matter the time of day, food can always soothe the soul.

Firelight, on the other hand, brings warmth and security.

It's just that I don't know what the two of them are doing.

Greendale looked at the bubbling chowder and frowned to express her disinterest, but she ate a lot of grilled fish.

And Paracelsus didn't drink water after dark, and even stayed away from soup. He just ate soft white bread and a little grilled fish.

Lance didn't know why the two of them were so picky eaters, or did they have no appetite in this corrupted place?

It didn't matter to Lance, anyway, he didn't have to worry about the logistics, so he and Wangcai directly killed the big pot of chowder.

Even Lance seemed lazy after eating, but he didn't want to make the atmosphere depressing, but chose to talk about his thoughts on new medical treatment.

At the same time, he was also throwing out the common diseases now, and came to discuss the relevant pathogenesis and treatment options with the two of them.

This world is endowed with supernatural power, and some of these pathogenic principles cannot escape the influence of supernatural power.

So Lance couldn't directly apply the set of modern medical theories in his mind, not to mention that he was not a doctor, and he was only at the level of ordinary people's understanding of these.

But in any case, for this era that uses body fluid balance as the basic theory and likes to practice bloodletting therapy, the pathogen theory he throws out is quite new.

Greendale is also very interested in these topics. If you talk about other topics, she may not join in, but when it comes to diseases and injuries and human body structure, she still has a little research.

It is precisely because of the research that she can understand that many of his theories are very novel. She originally thought that the lord was powerful, but she did not expect that he was knowledgeable and had unique insights into these diseases.

Paracelsus was a college student no matter what, so it was not surprising that he could understand his words.

But Grindel, as a mountain barbarian, can understand it, which makes Lance a little curious. It seems that not all tribes are as conservative as Boudica and the others.

Moreover, Lance also found that Grindel did not speak with a strong accent like Boudica and all kinds of strange tribal vocabulary. What she spoke was a very clear common language, and some uncommon vocabulary could also be understood. Very natural to use.

All kinds of performances made Lance full of curiosity about her, but he didn't show it too obviously, so as not to scare her away.

"Okay, it's getting late, you guys rest, I'll keep watch."

Lance didn't intend to finish everything at once, because he didn't know much, and it might be exposed if he continued.

"No, I'm here to watch the night." Grindel stood up, took out a few seeds from her pocket and threw them on the ground, and at the same time stuck the antler staff on the ground, chanting.

However, in Lance's eyes, he could see the green light lingering on her body, which had a certain connection with the antler-like sprout on the staff.

Then the seeds on the ground began to germinate, and slender thorns grew and stretched out, directly forming a circle of thorns to surround the camp. I am afraid that no one wants to get close to this place.

Those who can live in places like mountains where fierce beasts are rampant will naturally have some means to prevent night attacks.

Lance has nothing to say about this. Being able to sleep is naturally a good thing. He was forced to work overtime before the night watch...

Speechless for a night, they spent a peaceful night under the protection of thorns. The team packed up and went further into the wilderness.

"How can there be such a big mushroom!"

The mushrooms on the witch's stronghold are the most exaggerated. Seeing the large number of giant mushrooms taller than people and covering the sky, even Paracelsus' indifferent character couldn't help but let out an exclamation.

As long as you have a little understanding of structure, you know that the fungal structure of a simple mushroom cannot support this type of body.

Just like simple muscles can't make people stand up, they need the support of the skeleton, otherwise they will be as soft as a piece of deboned pork.

Paracelsus was curious about the internal structure, so he drew out his dagger and inserted it to cut it open. It was obvious that she was busy.

"Wangcai, follow her and be careful around." Lance left Wangcai to protect her, while he and Grindel came to the medicine field.

Herbs that can be left by witches and carefully cared for are basically already relatively rare in the wilderness.

It's a pity that only a few days without anyone taking care of it, those fungi spread up. I'm afraid they will touch the medicine fields within three days, and they will be devoured within ten days.

Even though the witch is dead, the corruption left behind is still poisoning the wilderness.

Action must be taken soon, or the corruption will continue to expand.

Lance didn't know much about these herbs, but Grindel was very familiar with them, and could recognize them at a glance, making him understand that some things still require professional people.

"What is the difficulty if I want to transplant these herbs?"

"It's hard. After many plants here are transferred, I estimate that the survival rate is less than half."

Grindel didn't know that Lance was going to burn the area, so she naturally wondered why he had to transfer these herbs.

"That's enough." Although Lance said this, he could still clearly see the pain on his face. After all, these were his assets.

But when he thought that if he didn't do it, he might be picked up by the ancestor, he didn't feel bad for a moment.

Seeing the ancestor earning money is more uncomfortable than losing money himself, he would rather burn it down.

"Pick what you need, and transplant some precious ones first."

Lance took the opportunity to help pick herbs to learn, and Grindel could also feel it, but she didn't hide it, but explained it very generously.

"We call this plant [Bloody Poisonous Weed], and it looks like a weed as a whole. Its characteristic is that the flower buds in the middle are bright red, the roots of the petals are half white, and the ends seem to be stained red with blood.

Tribal warriors would smear the bright red juice tanned from flowers on their weapons for hunting. After hitting, the blood of the wound of the prey would bleed continuously until death, but it would be invalid after being boiled. "

"...This plant juice is highly poisonous and corrosive. It will not be used when hunting, because it will make the prey inedible. This highly poisonous herbal medicine will only be used when dealing with the enemy. The witch boils corrosive soup I use this when I use the potion..."

After visiting several medicine fields, Lance understood the value contained in them after Grindel's explanation, and discovered that the plants in this world are very interesting.

In other words, Lance didn't know much about plants and herbs in his previous life, and he was forced to come into contact with them only now.

The needed herbs were quickly picked. With these herbs, Grindel was confident enough to complete the treatment of the plague, but she couldn't help but secretly looked at the man who was observing and recording on the medicine field.

She still remembers the agreement between the two, and the time for the decision is getting closer...

"Hey! Come here, everyone!"

The voice of Paracelsus came from a distance, interrupting her thoughts. Out of vigilance to the surrounding environment, Grindel instinctively clenched the staff in her hand and observed the surroundings vigilantly. in the sleeve.

"fine."

A sound of reassurance came, and Grindel looked back at Lance who had stood up, inexplicably feeling a sense of security, as if there was nothing to worry about by his side.

Greendale finally realized that her feelings for him had changed and she couldn't help frowning.

When is it
"I'll go over to see what's going on." Lance didn't pay attention to her, he habitually said something to stabilize the environment, and walked towards Paracelsus instead.

Greendale just suppressed her thoughts and rushed over.

"Look." Paracelsus raised his finger without any nonsense and pointed to a small area under the cover of the giant mushroom. If she hadn't investigated deeply, she really wouldn't be able to see inside.

When she saw this Lance, she understood why she was so surprised.

In this fungal place, there is a small piece of land that is not polluted by corruption.

Such anomalies often represent interesting discoveries.

And Lance's gaze instantly locked on a cluster of mushrooms in the center of the area.

That's right, there are also mushrooms in it, but the shape of these mushrooms is a bit special.

The cap is pointed, like a half-closed umbrella, while the stalk is slender and slightly light green.

The overall shape of this special mushroom is normal, and it looks out of place with the surrounding huge mushrooms that are as thick as arms.

Lance has cut down most of the parasites along the way, but they are usually yellow-covered and white-stalked, or red-capped, and the caps are all propped up round umbrellas.

This is the first time I have seen this special mushroom, and Lance can feel that its appearance will have a special effect.

Lance didn't talk nonsense, and directly asked the two of them to back away, and took out his giant sword to chop off the giant mushrooms around them.

Sure enough, Lance could still see the traces of the trunk being eroded on the cut surface. These giant mushrooms were indeed trees.

Only when the spores that filled the sky dispersed did Lance and the others really approach that small place.

"fragrance?"

As soon as he squatted down, Lance seemed to have noticed something. He raised his hand and touched the top of the special mushroom. His nose fluttered slightly, and a light and special fragrance was sent into his nasal cavity.

The mushrooms on the parasites I met before were good enough if they didn't smell bad, and there was no smell, which made Lance even more sure that it was extraordinary, so he couldn't help but turn around and ask.

"Does Miss Grindale recognize this fungus?"

Paracelsus couldn't smell it with the bird's beak mask, but Grindel could also smell the aroma. To be honest, she began to recognize the plants in the mountains since she was a child, but slowly shook her head when facing the problem.

"I haven't seen similar mushrooms in Gunsan."

Even professionals are stumped, which further shows that this kind of shiitake mushroom is not simple. After thinking for a while, Lance said his own opinion.

"These giant mushrooms are sifted out by witches through witchcraft, and they will devour anything, and this shiitake mushroom is so small that it can resist the erosion of germs.

Judging from this performance, this kind of shiitake mushroom may be selected naturally and has natural disease resistance. I don’t know the specific impact on humans, will it cause other diseases? "

Even the plague germs created by witches using witchcraft can be eliminated, which only shows the magical power of nature.

Paracelsus was very interested in this, and she was the first to contact the logic of modern medicine passed on by Lance.

She knew that the reason why she couldn't cure the plague was that it was difficult to observe the germs at the microscopic level under the current system, and Lance did not allow herself to try radical treatment methods, so naturally she lacked a deep understanding of the plague.

But if the special medicine can be extracted from this ready-made shiitake mushroom, will it be able to treat those soldiers well?
Facing this witch who appeared out of nowhere, she must not be reconciled, but the fact that she was able to control the deterioration of her condition made Paracelsus feel dissatisfied, but it was difficult to resist the influence of the facts and fell into entanglement .

In fact, it was due to her youthful vigor, coupled with the fact that the imperial people used to look at barbarians with a superior mentality. When she met a barbarian who was better than herself, she felt a sense of crisis. Geniuses usually have a little problem.

And the discovery of this disease-resistant shiitake mushroom gave her hope, proving that she could also cure blight, and she couldn't be worse than these barbarians!
Lance knew what she was thinking. He was happy to see the competition, but now it was more necessary to deal with this mushroom.

"Mission complete, we will go back now."

Grindel got the needed herbs, Paracelsus got the samples he wanted, and Lance roughly grasped the scope of the corrupted area.

Overall, this mission is complete.

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