A Hospital in Another World?

Chapter 236

Chapter 236

At the moment Garrett disappeared, Marcus Breno’s legs went weak, and he knelt down on the ground.

Only then did he realize how messed up he was. His head was spinning, feeling feverish, and his throat was throbbing painfully. Every breath he took, it hurt from his nostrils down to his chest. Taking off his mask, he forcefully coughed out, half of it phlegm, half blood.

His right leg started to ache with each step. Marcus reached out to touch it, burning hot.

Not much time left...

When that young mage returned with the guards, knights, and even high-ranking mages, he wouldn’t even be able to complete the task, let alone escape!

He had to hurry!

Marcus pushed himself up from the ground. The hard stone floor was sparkling, with glass shards everywhere. As he pushed, he cut two gashes on his palm. He didn’t care, identified the direction, and headed towards the treasure room in three steps.

The tall iron safe was still standing quietly. Marcus couldn’t help but regret a bit. If he had hidden and waited for the young mage to leave, then calmly opened the safe, maybe he could have had a better haul. After all, who said that young mage would definitely come in and definitely open the safe?

But now it was too late to think about these things. Marcus switched his weapon to the replica of the "Dagger of Judgement", top and bottom, forcefully cutting open the iron safe. Opening the safe door, a cold air rushed out, freezing him on the spot.

Marcus turned his head and sneezed. His head hurt more, and his nose felt even more congested. As he looked carefully, he couldn’t see any jewels, dragon scales, or artifacts inside, just rows of glass tubes, standing straight on the top shelf of the safe, surrounded by an unknown cold air.

...What are these?

Dragon blood?

Dragon marrow?

Some kind of potion?

He took one tube down and examined it carefully. Dragons were depicted on the tube, with handwritten labels attached, none of which he recognized. Marcus wanted to pull it out to smell, but as soon as he moved, he heard a voice from outside:

"Boss! Boss, are you okay?"

The voice shook the walls. Marcus panicked, quickly grabbed a tube and stuffed it into his pocket, casually closed the safe door, took a step back, identified the direction, and activated "Shadow Jump" again, escaping in haste.

He ran desperately in the darkness for a while, then turned abruptly. A bright white beam had descended from the sky, exactly where the laboratory was.

...They arrived so fast! In such a short time, they’ve summoned high-ranking mages!

Run!

Marcus turned around and disappeared into the darkness, continuing his frantic escape. Meanwhile, Garrett had already been taken out through the teleportation gate, and his feet touched the ground outside the perimeter wall.

...Garrett was directly teleported to the outskirts of the barrier. As the light faded, he landed on the ground, the first thing he did was cast a sound amplification spell on himself and shouted:

"Help! Help! Someone has broken into my laboratory! ——It’s going to spread the plague!"

The laboratory might have had a leakage of pathogenic bacteria, causing the possibility of an epidemic, so it was essential to report it to the guards —— No, in this world, it was crucial to report it to the Magic Council!

Let them intervene! Block it off! Isolate it! Disinfect it! Investigate—

Of course, for such matters, the rulers of the city must be awakened!

The teleportation was precisely outside Igor’s barrier, which was just perfect, meeting his expectations!

Garrett shouted three times. Suddenly, a white beam of light descended straight from the mage tower, enveloping him. Garrett quickly shouted:

"Don’t touch me! Don’t drag me! I’m contaminated too! Wait until I clean up!"

Who knows what this beam was for — if it was just for illumination, it’s okay. But if it had teleportation attached, it could pull him in, causing trouble right now!

To demonstrate that he indeed needed cleansing, Garrett shouted while he pulled out a large bucket of disinfectant. The heavy bucket fell to the ground, and Garrett fervently thanked:

Thanks to Tolga, the Archmage, for providing the spatial bag;

Thanks to the Observatory Tower for providing electrolysis experimental conditions;

Thanks to Aurora, who brought him disinfectant every day;

Thanks to his own habit, always carrying a bucket around——

He opened the lid of the bucket, held his breath, and poured it all over himself!

Half a list of contagious diseases!

Half of the pathogenic bacteria in the laboratory!!!

Who knows how much had been contaminated on his body!!!

If he didn’t finish disinfecting quickly, it would be equivalent to bringing a moving plague to the heart of the Magic Council!!!

A bucket!

Another bucket!

Yet another bucket!

After three or five buckets, summoning a floating disc, he poured the disinfectant onto it, filling the disc to the brim —— Although the floating disc was called a plate, its load-bearing capacity was 100 pounds —— and then raised it, tilted it, and poured it over his head!

Carefully pouring every inch from the forehead to the sole, then he took off the protective suit, jumped aside, put the protective suit into a special bag, and burned all the vegetation in the area—

He also had to make sure he stood upwind to avoid the disinfectant generating chlorine gas from heat and poisoning himself!

All work completed. Garrett breathed a sigh of relief, crossed himself off the list of contagions, and then took a couple of steps into the barrier and shouted:

"I’ve cleaned up!"

The pillar of light flickered twice. The barrier slightly opened, and a skeletal horse with flaming hooves rushed out. A necromancer dismounted in haste, and before he could steady himself, he hurriedly grabbed Garrett:

"Plague? What plague? Your laboratory? ——You created it?!"

"I created only part of it!" Garrett was almost going mad with anxiety. He didn’t care if he knew the person who had come to help, as long as someone stepped forward:

"That guy broke into my laboratory! He knocked over everything I created! He’s also contaminated, and as soon as he runs into the city, it might cause a major epidemic! Some of the things I’ve created are highly infectious diseases!"

"How potent are they?"

"Stronger than dysentery!" Garrett pretended he had seen his own thesis — which he hadn’t seen, and probably wouldn’t be in such a hurry to ask about:

"The things I’ve created, at least five or six types, are stronger than the dysentery in Hartland City! And they’re all mixed together! If it spreads, it’s hard to say which one or how many are mixed together!"

As he spoke, he began casting healing spells on himself. One after another, the white light flickered continuously.

——During the battle just now, although he had been wearing protective clothing from start to finish, the protective clothing made of leather, it was hard to say how much protective power it had! Not to mention, he had cut a few gashes in the back

with his own sword——

——If it wasn’t for his thick gloves and helmet, he might have been cut by those flying glass fragments——

If it wasn’t for his rapid response, he might have been accidentally touched by the glass fragments when he opened the door!

Who knows if the old dragon blood has been in contact with any contaminated objects!

"Understood. Your Excellency, wait here for a while. We will isolate the area immediately, summon all high-ranking mages, and dispatch city guards to guard against any possible suspects."

"Okay, okay, okay!" Garrett quickly agreed, "I’ll wait here! I’ll wait here! Do it quickly!"

While Garrett shouted, he couldn’t help but secretly pay attention to his surroundings. As soon as he saw a flicker in the air, he quickly identified the position and rushed over.

In a hurry, he moved closer and saw a figure moving quietly——

——Caught him!

He couldn’t let this man escape!

He was also contaminated!

"Capture that guy!" Garrett shouted loudly, "Quickly! Capture him!"

A group of knights and guards reacted swiftly. As soon as they heard Garrett’s shout, they didn’t hesitate to summon shields, form a line, and head straight for the enemy!

Before long, they had already surrounded the target with a solid defense!

But what made Garrett’s heart sink was that the person inside the circle wasn’t Marcus Breno!

What was going on? Where did he go?

Where was Marcus Breno?

Did he escape?

No! He couldn’t escape!

He was the source of the plague!

He must not escape!

Garrett was anxious. He didn’t have time to think about how the "enemy" got here or who he was. He quickly rushed forward, grabbed the leader of the guards, and asked:

"Where’s Marcus Breno? Where’s Marcus Breno?!"

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