Chapter 165 The Research and Development Is Successful, Let’s Go Have a Feast?

Forty or fifty species of bats, one by one, Grete continued to experiment.

Hairy-winged bats...not often enough.

Mountain bat, not tall enough.

For tail-tailed bats, the frequency is still a bit different.

Little Rhino-headed Bat...the frequency of this one is too low! Just dawdling around, right?

Gretel tried one thing after another. This time he did not increase the intensity of the ultrasonic wave. It did not cost the rabbit, but it was more mentally demanding. Fortunately, Echo Magic is only at the apprentice level. He can now use it twenty or thirty times a day. The next day, he found the kind of bat that meets the requirements.

Short-eared vampire bat...

Grete finally showed joy. The bat in his hand turned to ashes silently, and in the vision of meditation, the rabbit's liver, gallbladder, kidneys... piece by piece, showed their appearance in the feedback of the ultrasonic waves.

The gallbladder has a clear outline, the liver has sharp edges, and even the vascular structure inside the liver has a simple outline in the meditation field of view.

I saw it! I saw it!

Gretel clenched his fist and waved it hard. It has been more than half a year since I traveled through time, and it has been more than half a year since I left those convenient and easy-to-use inspection methods. After the X-ray, he finally relied on his own strength to create a powerful inspection tool again!

Although the images we see now are still very crude, although there are no instruments to receive signals, automatically calculate and convert them into images, although there are no M-mode ultrasound, spectral Doppler, color ultrasound, etc., although the images seen in the meditation field of vision, They were all different from the ultrasound images he had seen in his previous life...

But these can be overcome!

After taking the first step, you can move forward little by little!

only……

He clenched his left fist, and ashes fell from his fingers. Gretel looked at the remains of the vampire bat in his hand and looked sad.

This short-eared vampire bat was so big that even with its wings folded, he couldn't hold it with one hand.

And it is really ugly, with a pair of long canine teeth, which makes people feel nervous just looking at it. Imagine that when he was examining a patient, he was holding a big and ugly vampire bat in one hand and resting his other hand on the patient, showing a smile that he thought was friendly...

Gretel thought about it and thought that if he were a patient, he would jump off the examination bed and escape at all costs.

Think of another way! At least, remove the unnecessary parts and make it smaller?

Gretel grabbed the next bat. Use scissors and scalpel to cut off different parts of the bat and continue the experiment. The experiment record book on the desk has new writing added line by line.

For the second experiment, only the head was used. The frequency of ultrasonic waves actually increased slightly. good news!

In the third experiment, only the throat portion was used. There is no ultrasound image feedback. Don’t bats use their throats to call? Or do we need to use bat brain to process images?

The fourth experiment used only bat brains. Miraculously, the ultrasound frequency did not drop and the image feedback remained unchanged. It seems that at least this echo magic recognizes that ultrasonic waves can be emitted without vocal organs...

The fifth experiment used longitudinally cut left half of the bat brain without ultrasound image feedback.

The sixth experiment used the right half of the bat brain. Same as the fifth time.

The seventh experiment used the upper half of a bat brain cut transversely. The ultrasound image had some feedback, but was very blurry.

The eighth experiment used the lower half of the brain. The experimental results are the same as the seventh time.

The ninth experiment...well, there is no ninth experiment, the bats are used up...

"Bernard! Let's go shopping for bats! Let's have a good meal on the way!"

Grete and the barbarian walked one behind the other on the long street of Nevis. The clouds were thick and the rain was pattering, making the sky at dusk almost as thick as night. Naturally, the shops on the street lit up their lights early. Warm yellow light, bright white light, and colorful lights came out from the windows, illuminating the entire long street in a brilliant way.

Bernard carried a basket of bats, walked behind Grete, and held up a big umbrella. The umbrella's ribs were more than half a person's height and the umbrella was about the size of a shop parasol. He could easily hold it up with one hand, and even tilted it forward to cover Gretel tightly. Gretel was happy to save the trouble. He put his hands in his pockets and looked around while walking.

This look is naturally eye-catching. After walking only half a street, someone from across the street was already waving: "Grete! Is it Grete?"

"Anthony?"

Grete laughed. He raised his arms and waved to the opposite side - the barbarian raised the big umbrella high enough that Gretel's arms were straightened without touching the umbrella surface.

The blond boy who called him across the street was also an acquaintance. He was the one who was late with him and was scolded by the teacher and not allowed to enter the classroom. He was the first second-level mage in the training class.

During this time, Grete often went to the library with them and got to know each other a lot. When they saw each other across the street like today, they didn't know each other's names, and they didn't even know they were classmates.

Like last time, Anthony was still followed by several young men and women, but the number was reduced to five or six. Seeing Grete's response, Anthony dodged left and right and ran through the traffic:

"It's so rare, Gretel. It's rare to see you on the street! Why are you here?"

"Come to buy things and have dinner." Gretel gestured to the rattan basket carried by the barbarian. Anthony yelled and pointed to a brightly lit three-story building not far from the long street:

"Would you like to join us? Corian also made a breakthrough today, let's celebrate!"

Gretel hesitated slightly. He himself is fine, but Bernard...Bernard can eat as much as these people by himself, and maybe double it. Anthony followed his gaze and looked at the barbarian, and his eyes lit up:

"Your follower? You are so powerful to have such a strong warrior following you! My father wanted to help me find a follower, but he couldn't find one above level 5!"

They finally entered the restaurant together. The restaurant Anthony chose was of high quality, with a pure white exterior. The tops of the Roman columns at the door were each decorated with elaborate sculptures: climbing vines, plump grapes, and numerous ears of wheat hanging low. The marble on the ground is shiny and the lines are connected to each other, making it look like it was cut from a single stone.

Walking inside, the crystal chandelier hangs upside down from the ceiling. The light inside is not a candle, but a silver rod that stabilizes the illumination technique. The tablecloth on the dining table is embroidered with various patterns, and the white porcelain plates with silver rims, transparent glasses, and bottles of salt and pepper are all sparkling.

Anthony led the way in while looking curiously at the guests he invited. A first-level mage who could publish a paper in "Arcana" was undoubtedly worthy of his wooing, but he still wanted to test the other person's quality. Tsk, I heard that this person is from a small place in the countryside...

However, the other party's reaction was a bit beyond his expectation. The barbarian kept looking around from the moment he walked in until he sat down. He picked up the silver plate and looked through it curiously, and even wanted to squeeze it to see if it was genuine. Grete just glanced at it casually without any expression of surprise, as if these things were commonplace.

So, there is a Archmage behind Gretel?

Anthony speculated, becoming more enthusiastic. The waiter brought the menu, and he personally took it to Grete, opened it, and enthusiastically recommended:

“The signature dish of this restaurant is foie gras…”

Foie gras.

Gretel remained calm.

It's fat and greasy, and has no merit other than biting off a puddle of oil. He doesn't really like eating it... He also likes Western food, but beef tongue and cod fish are more to his liking.

But since the other party recommended it, he ordered one without any hesitation.

The dishes arrived shortly after, with the oily roasted foie gras lying on brown toast and topped with a slice of lemon. Grete cut a piece at random and tasted it without saying anything, but the two magicians next to him were dissatisfied:

“Boss, this foie gras isn’t fat enough!”

The boss rushed over. The chef also came out wearing a tall white hat and smiled:

"Dear guests, I picked this goose myself, and it is already the fattest in the lot. If you are not satisfied, can you pick one yourself and I will make another one for you? - If it is fatter than this foie gras , I won’t charge a penny!”

"It's a deal!" The first magician to complain stood up immediately. Anthony glanced at him, hesitated to speak, but finally stood up. The magicians on the table stood up one after another. The barbarians were still munching. They were pulled by Gret before he put down the leg of lamb in his hand.

A group of people followed the boss downstairs and walked around several times to the goose shed behind the house. The magician who first said "pick one personally" looked into the shed and was immediately dumbfounded:

Each one is fluffy, squawking, big, fierce, and all look alike.

Which one is fatter?

All of them are equally fat!

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