If the first treatment experiment is successful, then there can be a second and third time.

Although there were more than one or two tumors, tumors-like masses and nodules on Demon Tiger Ranat's body.

But for Grete, if you find one tumor, you can treat one tumor; if you find two tumors, you can eliminate two tumors...

"so tired……"

Gretel collapsed on the grass, his limbs stretched out, and sweat was everywhere from his forehead to his back. Every time he casts a spell, he needs to wear a full set of amplifying equipment and stack the buff to the highest level so that his mental power can penetrate into the body of the demon tiger——

This feeling is like a 10-year-old child trying his best to lift a 40-pound axe. His legs are shaking, his arms are shaking, and he has to use the sharp edge of the ax to carve exquisite patterns on the dome...

…

Every time you complete it, you must concentrate to the maximum extent, squeeze out your physical strength, and stretch yourself into a strong bow. After completing three times and five treatments in one go, although the spell has not been exhausted, your spirit has reached the limit.

"Gretel, are you okay? Are you okay? Do you want to eat something? Do you want to drink some of that tree sap?"

Cerela was circling around next to her. She also wanted to work hard to learn this spell and help Gretel share the burden, but it was always almost meaningless to release it——

Or, after a spell is cast, the target animal will show no movement. What should be sick is still sick, what should be wilting is still wilting, and where the tumor should be, it is still there;

Or, use a spell...

"Ah! Grete! It exploded, exploded, exploded!"

"Gretel didn't explode, the rabbit exploded..."

Gretel staggered over to see the situation. At a glance, the rabbit was miserable...

A big bloody hole burst out from the abdomen. Red, white, and yellow blood flowed all over the ground. The rabbit was not dead yet. He kicked his legs feebly and couldn't scream anymore...

Grete took a tube of samples, took a look under the microscope, and immediately added his forehead with his hand:

"This is killing all the normal cells... This rabbit is hopeless, roast it and eat it... No, the rabbit with all the normal cells exploded has no value in roasting it. Find a place to bury it and give it to

Add some fertilizer to the plants..."

Alas, this cannot be blamed on Serrela. The main problem is that the person who teaches it has a problem - the morphological characteristics of cancer cells cannot be seen clearly under a light microscope, and he did not dare to just draw a picture and let Serrela practice according to it.

The question now is, either he accumulates enough cases to confirm that the characteristics of the cancer cells he has identified so far can be used for treatment;

Or, we have to wait until Elder Fahim has gained enough in the Emerald Dream to make an electron microscope...

The latter relied on the speed of Elder Fahim. As for the former, Gretel closed his eyes and took a nap, recharged his batteries in the Emerald Dream, and jumped up energetically:

"Come again!"

On the first day and the second day, treat the devil tiger Ranaut.

On the third day, Gretel mustered up all his strength to scan the entire Devil Tiger from head to toe, just in case there were any missing tumor cells that had not been killed.

On the fourth day, a giant anteater stood in front of Grete. From his tongue to his throat, there were several lumps, and some were higher and lower under the scales.

Aneri Yuege introduced from the side:

"Antila has been responsible for eating the ants coming out of the contaminated area... The group of army ants you encountered before was the one she rushed over to eat..."

On the sixth day, a golden eagle...

Gretel couldn't remember how many Warcraft he had cured. He only knew that he had a separate cabin built outside his laboratory to store the gifts sent by the Warcraft:

The antlers of the sambar deer, the whole crocodile skin, the shiny emerald green scales of the iguana were sent by the demon tiger Ranat;

A pile of colorful ores sent by the giant anteater Antilla, rummaged through the ant nest;

The golden eagle Falcon sent...well, a group of live birds...scarlet ibis, rose-red agaron, pink flamingo, golden conure...

"So do I still have them?"

Grete was dumbfounded. Next to her, Ms. Jasmine and Aneri Linge laughed together:

"Just let them find food on their own! Don't worry, there is a safe zone around the ancient tree. There will be no monsters hunting around here. They can live very well!"

Alas, why would a nature minister find it difficult to raise some birds... Every time I feel that Gretel, the nature minister, is fake...

"So these little birds belong to me in name only?"

It’s impossible for me to take them away, I can’t sell them, I can’t even pluck their feathers for decoration... Give me a group of little birds, what are you doing...

"No matter what, even if it's a monster, you'll still have to pay for treatment. That's the rule." Aneri Linge raised his arm, letting the conure fly to the branch on its own, and picked up another one.

A marmoset:

This is a gift from the leader of the howler monkeys. An adult marmoset is only as big as an adult's hand, with soft and golden hair all over its body. If you want to catch the half-human howler monkeys, you have to catch them one at a time.

Aneri Linge combed the marmoset's hair and immediately handed it to Serila. The silver dragon girl couldn't wait to take it:

The marmoset stood in the palm of her hand, stretched out its two front paws, and hugged her thumb just right. This petite, well-behaved, and beautiful little monkey suddenly became her new favorite.

"Look, after we control these monsters, let's control the unicorns next. After we control the unicorns... what's next... what's next?"

"They are indigenous people and elves. There are many strong indigenous people around us, and they are helping us curb the pollution in the secret realm. Many of them have suffered from various strange diseases and are very painful..."

There was no need to start treating the natives. When Grete finished treating the Warcraft and was about to start treating the unicorn Fila, the nearby forest was already in a commotion:

The unicorns walked out of the forest in small groups and came to the forward post. The majestic male beasts had silver-blue lightning jumping on their horns;

A female beast with a slender figure, white fur, and a slight golden light flowing from her horn;

The horn is soft, the hooves are soft, and the fur is golden. The young unicorn is next to the mother...

One family after another, one community after another, gathered in the forest outside the shade of the ancient trees, looming and peeking out. Appa was so excited that his nose stopped sniffing, and he kept wanting to drill into the forest:

"Apa! You have to pay attention to your methods when pursuing a lady!" Gretel hugged its neck:

"We haven't gotten to know each other yet, so don't chase them too closely as soon as we get started!"

"Ang——" Appa has the same silver-white fur as them! He has bigger horns that are wider than them! He has a strong body and powerful healing spells!

Apa is the deer king of Silver Moon Deer!

Gretel: "..."

He let go of his hand and stood in front of Fila. He looked at Fila, and then at the adult unicorns accompanying her:

"First of all, let me explain that my treatment method is still under trial and cannot guarantee a complete cure or even a certain degree of safety. Even so, do you agree to my treatment for you?"

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Chapter completed!