Astartes of the Bear School

Chapter 1285: 1257 Research Hall

Chapter 1285 1257. Research Hall

If Simon focuses on the hunters gathered by the Healing Church, Lan En will not have many choices to change direction.

The causes of a catastrophe are often very complex, and it is impossible to figure out the whole picture based on just one clue.

The hunters are the most unstable and destructive group in Yharnam. Pay attention to their performance in the disaster and the truth behind this performance. Simon's decision is normal.

But on the other hand, the people in the dream did not know about the hunting night that destroyed old Yharnam. They only thought that the current plague was already a difficult day.

However, 'sober hunters' like Simon and Lann felt abnormal about the plague before this hunting night precisely because they knew that a beast-level hunting night would break out in the end.

What does the traditional lycanthropy in Yanam have to do with this plague?

Lan En actually passed several medical treatment hospitals established by the Healing Church along the way.

Most of the medical hospitals are about the same size as the church in Yusefka.

That is to say, it is to accommodate a small number of patients whose gray blood disease has progressed to a very serious condition. Otherwise, the mentally retarded giant would not have used the door panels to drag out an alley of dead bodies.

Lan En just stood outside the door and took a look.

In the classical Gothic building, kerosene lamps are used to provide dim lighting, and bookshelves containing many books are placed together with the beds of patients.

Traces of red and gray blood could be seen on the wooden floor.

Everyone inside seemed to be in a hurry, while most of the people passing by outside were in a hurry and didn't even dare to look at it.

It's like the plague is contagious through gaze.

But the two glances Lan En saw made him frown as he had participated in plague control in Athens.

Although all of the Healing Church clergy walking around inside were wearing uniforms, the hierarchy could still be seen.

Like Mark, the clergy in black uniforms take orders from white uniforms.

But whether they are black uniforms or white uniforms, there are no isolation measures on these people.

And there are no measures to isolate gray blood patients from the environment. The ward is simply open, and the clergy frequently go to the bookshelf beside the bed to search for information and works.

There is no disinfection or isolation. Although Dr. Yousefka's clinic is very different from this, there was no plague when she opened the clinic. It is understandable that health measures have been relaxed.

Lan En would not be surprised at all if this kind of measure appeared in a plague in a small city-state in ancient Greece.

He would not even be surprised that they gathered together to pray to the Olympian gods in the midst of a plague.

But this is Yharnam, and urban construction has reached the Victorian era of Lane's home world.

And medical and scientific knowledge has been greatly exceeded because of the existence of [blood therapy].

And there is also a healing church assisted by supernatural powers!

If gray blood disease were really some kind of plague, would they treat it with this attitude?

Judging from the simplest observation, Lan Endu no longer believes in the so-called 'plague'.

But the witcher didn't go to the nearest medical hospital to do anything according to the map record of Old Yharnam given by Mentos.

The current nightmare process is undoubtedly not at its most intense yet.

In order not to alert others, he was not suitable for making explosive movements.

And it’s hard to say how much information there is in these small clinic-level medical treatment hospitals.

—

"Say..." Mark sat on the bed a little tiredly on the first floor of the three-story building, "Do you want to go to the medical treatment hospital opened by the church first?"

There were half-packed luggage beside him. It seemed that after becoming a church hunter, the Healing Church immediately arranged corresponding treatment for him.

He was just about to pack up and leave, and for the rented room, he said that he had already paid the rent for the next two months.

In order to thank Lan En for his help to Henryk, it can be regarded as a gift to the foreigner who has just arrived.

Although Lan En is very doubtful whether this nightmare indulged in the old Yharnam era can last until two months later without looking back.

"Your decision is really unusual."

Mark expressed surprise, but his face was expressionless as usual, as calm as a deep lake.

There is a strange sense of contrast.

"I don't know what the customs are like in other places, but in Yanan, people are eager to hide as far away from the plague as possible. I've never seen anyone take the initiative to get involved."

Lan En faced Mark and said relaxedly with his hands on his hips.

"To be honest, I just want to take a closer look at the medical level of the Healing Church. Although [Blood Therapy] is rumored to be able to cure almost everything, it's just because it's said to be so miraculous that it makes people a little... you know?"

Lan En deliberately made an expression that said, "It's hard to say clearly, but we understand each other tacitly."

"You think the Healing Church is exaggerating about [blood therapy]." But Mark had no tacit understanding at all, and he said calmly.

His expression was that of a standard Yharnam hunter.

Then he nodded without any hesitation: "For outsiders who have never seen sacred blood, this reason is convincing. But it is gray blood disease after all. Aren't you worried about your own safety?"

"My body's resistance is very good, and I haven't gotten sick so far." Lan En spread his hands and smiled, "Besides, if I decide to become a hunter, won't [blood therapy] be arranged? If it really Nothing is cured, and I have nothing to worry about." Mark said nothing more.

He stood up and continued to pack his half-packed luggage.

"If you decide to do this, I do know a few colleagues who work in medical hospitals."

"Uh, can you not go to that small clinic? I want to see the truly high-end medical level of the Healing Church."

Lan En scratched his head a little embarrassed and said.

Faced with Lan En's request for more money, Mark just paused while packing his luggage, as if recalling his personal connections, but he didn't feel impatient or refuse.

"Let me think about it." He murmured in a low voice. "The high-end medical level is in the center of Yanan. We do have a comprehensive institution for the research and treatment of gray blood disease. We call it the research hall there."

When he said the second half of the sentence, Mark bent over and turned his head to speak to Lan En.

Gathering research and treatment. The witcher's eyes narrowed slightly.

"That's it. Let me learn more about it."

Lan En smiled calmly on the surface.

After receiving the answer, Mark nodded and turned his head back to pack his luggage.

"Then I can take you there in the afternoon. You have just arrived in Yanan and you may not know the way yet."

For ordinary people, it would be nice not to lose themselves when walking in a place like Yanan. Mark's concerns are completely normal.

But for Lan En, the map recording function of Mentos has been fully developed.

"Lan En." Mark continued to bend down to pack things, and the calm and unruffled voice came to him without looking back.

"I understand that you just arrived in Yanan and don't understand this city and the Healing Church."

"After all, you are just a medical seeker who has heard about the miraculous effects of [Blood Therapy] outside and has hopes for it. And on the first night you came here, you saw the xenophobia of the Yanan people, as well as the xenophobia of us here That ancient and terrible disease."

"But please trust me, Lan."

"We, the Healing Church. We will eventually use the sacred blood to complete the advancement of technology and theory, and then achieve relief for everyone in Yanan."

Mark said calmly, without even stopping the movements of his hands.

But precisely because of this emotionless calm before, his words now seem extremely firm.

It's almost like he's saying an inevitable truth that doesn't need to be emphasized at all.

"Humanity will usher in great progress because of the healing church and enjoy the blessings brought by progress. Only this is inevitable and beyond doubt."

The former Healing Church clergyman and current Church Hunter declares so confidently and firmly.

Behind him, Lan En just pursed his lips silently, looking at the other person's back as he bent down to pack things with complicated and sighing eyes.

"Of course, I believe you, Mark."

The witcher said this, but...

He had seen with his own eyes what Yanan would look like in the future.

—

Just as Mark planned, when he was packing his luggage in the afternoon and preparing to move to the church hunter's house, he took Lan En for a walk.

He said it was 'by the way', but in fact he basically took Lan En on a walk on all the main roads in Yharnam.

He didn't know that Lan En had actually started to find his way around since the morning, and he still treated him as a new arrival and cared for him.

"This is it." Mark held a large, square suitcase in his hand and said to Lan En beside him. "The church gathers the most severe and special category of gray blood patients here, and the clergy study treatment options."

Lan En was also looking at the building at this time.

It is said to be a research hall, but in fact this building is as big as a library.

The height is not low, but because of the complicated and gorgeous features of Gothic architecture, it is difficult to tell how many floors there are from the outside.

But there is no doubt that it is completely different from those clinic-level medical treatment hospitals.

This does appear to be a high-level unit of the Healing Church.

"Thank you, Mark." Lan En looked at the research hall in front of him and sincerely thanked the people around him.

Originally, Henryk just said something to Mark, but Mark first transferred his unexpired house to him, and then carried a large suitcase around with him all afternoon.

Whether this was due to Mark's seemingly cold but actually caring friendship with Henrik, or his own enthusiasm for helping others, Lan remained grateful for it.

Mark, on the other hand, still had that calm to cold expression.

He shook his head: "It's not over yet, I have to introduce you."

(End of chapter)