Struggle in the Steam Age

　　 After receiving the letter, Lawrence had planned to stay in Gutenberg Cathedral for two days, read a book and do something. But as if God didn't want him to be idle, as soon as he finished his meal at noon, an apprentice priest he didn't know knocked on the door and said that someone was looking for him.

　　 "Who can come here to find me?" Lawrence thought a little confused, after all, not many people know that he lives here now. But when he came to the door of the church, he realized that he was looking for an acquaintance.

　　The person who came is Dr. Liszt. He has thick dark circles and his face is a little gray, as if he hadn't slept for a week. But after seeing Lawrence, his eyes released a terrifying light, and he greeted him excitedly.

　　 "It was successful, I found the microbe that caused the infection." After Lawrence walked down the stairs of the church, Liszt immediately opened the folder under his arm and showed him. "Look, this is our paper. Now the last flaw in the paper has been filled. You can see it now. If there is no problem, I will post this article in the Federal Medical Journal through my teacher tomorrow. On it."

　　 "Well, let's go to the next cafe first." Liszt Lawrence, who looked tired in front of him, suggested, "I'll take a closer look there. You can also take a break."

"Okay," Liszt nodded, "I actually took no more than three hours a day off for these two days, but thanks to your proposal of alkaline staining, I can find what we need in such a short time. "

　　 Hearing Liszt’s praise, Lawrence smiled embarrassedly. Then Liszt and Liszt walked into a cafe called the Tree of Wisdom, more than 20 meters away from the church.

　　 Two people each ordered a cup of hot cocoa, and then Lawrence took the documents and looked at it. This life as a medical student and the memory of his life allowed him to understand this paper full of professional jargon.

　　 Compared with Lawrence’s previous life, the papers of this era still lack a lot, especially in the absence of standard templates, the papers are purely personal. He felt that Liszt’s paper seemed a bit hard to write, at least not as clear as those papers that he had read in his previous life in terms of layout and format.

　　 So he went to the front desk and asked the waiter at the cafe to borrow pen and ink, and then re-edited the paper according to the paper format remembered in previous lives.

　　 Three hours later, Lawrence finally compiled a paper with more than 4,000 words. This looks much clearer than what Liszt had taken out before. When he put down the pen and rubbed his sore wrist, he found that Liszt was sleeping on the opposite side of the table.

　　 "Get up, get up." Lawrence shook Liszt, and soon Liszt rubbed his eyes sleepily and got up.

"I fell asleep? Sorry, I was a bit too tired these two days." After he said that he took Lawrence's revised file and read it, while Lawrence drank the third cup he had just served. hot coco.

　　 Soon, only the sound of page turning was left in the room. Just when Lawrence had finished drinking a full glass of cocoa, Liszt in front of him slammed the table to his feet after reading the last page of the paper.

　　 "This is amazing." After speaking, Liszt suddenly felt the surroundings calm down. Looking around, he found that several people were looking up at him.

"Sorry, sorry." Liszt raised his right hand awkwardly and waved his apologies to those who were disturbed by him, then sat down quietly and said to Lawrence in a low voice, "I was so excited just now. But I swear this is the best paper I have ever seen. I have never seen such a short paper to make things so clear before."

　　 "Well, no need to praise, otherwise my face will be as red as a tomato." Lawrence waved his hand and said with a smile. "Tell me about what you found just now that needs to be revised?"

　　 "No, I think it's perfect on the whole, at most there will be some small grammatical errors." As he said, he solemnly put away the essay that Lawrence had just written. "After I go back, it is enough to type it again with a typewriter. I have a hunch that this paper will detonate the entire medical community."

　　 "I hope so." Lawrence was not as excited as he was, but his face became serious. Because he knows that even new things are correct, but many people in the old age will always obstruct it out of habit or interest. Not to mention that this is a world with extraordinary powers in the gods, this kind of disinfection method to reduce mortality will inevitably offend some gods.

For example, Lawrence can be sure that this article will offend the goddess of poison and disease 100%, so for safety reasons, Lawrence feels that facing the possible hatred and disgust of a certain god, it is better to go to Priest Carter to discuss it now. .

　　 After telling you a little bit about his worry, Liszt patted his forehead sharply. "You are right, I have ignored this kind of thing, but fortunately I have your reminder."

　　 After realizing this, the two dropped a one-dollar silver coin on the coffee table as tea money plus a tip, and then went straight to St. Gutenberg’s Cathedral with their papers.

　　 "You said you have a paper that might make you be targeted by the goddess of poison and disease?" In the Carter Priest's office, he looked at Lawrence and the others with some incomprehension. "A variety of new drugs are invented every year, and there are at least hundreds of various treatments. But the gods don't stare at everyone who does these things. You don't need to be overly nervous."

　　 The implication of Priest Carter is very clear, and that is to euphemistically warn Lawrence that his article may not be as important as he thought. However, out of the religious habit of respecting knowledge ~www.ltnovel.com~, he took the paper that Lawrence had just written and read it.

　　 "This—is this true?" 15 minutes later, Priest Carter, who had read the entire paper, looked at Lawrence in shock. "Are all your data true?"

　　 "Yes." Lawrence nodded. "The data in this are all collected by Dr. Liszt in the various hospitals of Eagle Fort. In the previous period, he almost ran the entire city and searched through the dusty files in the archives of various hospitals. ."

　　 "It seems that I am going to take back what I just said." Priest Carter put down the documents in his hand and watched Lawrence and the others arrive. "It is very likely that you will become the key targets of the Church of Toxic and Disease."

　　 As he said, he pulled a rope beside him, and soon a trainee priest opened the door and walked in. Priest Carter whispered a few words to him and then he walked out with the paper.

　　 "I now submit your paper to the church knowledge analysis team, and they will judge the value of this paper." Priest Carter explained. "Of course, you don't have to worry about it. If the content of this article is true, we will never stand by. Besides, I believe that the Church of the Crucifixion will definitely do its best to protect you."

　　 So the three people waited while chatting in the office, but they waited for half an hour before there was a knock on the door of the office. Later, a priest who also wore a blue robe came over. Lawrence was surprised to find that there was a complicated golden embroidery pattern on his shoulder, which meant that the priest entering the office now was a senior clergyman of the Church of Knowledge.

　　 Sure enough, the greeting from the priest Carter later confirmed this. "Master Brown, why are you here?"