Run A Medical Clinic In The Abyssal World - Chapter 281：The situation is not good

This is a very new method of treating enchantment. If it proves effective, it may bring new ideas to the defense against the beast tide on the Red Moon Night.

The enchanted golden rats that had been given a bottle of extract were put back into the cage and they seemed to be frozen. Suddenly, they shivered and the blood-red color in their eyes dissipated at a visible speed.

Squeak!

They made a confused sound and noticed the enchanted golden rats banging against the cage beside them, cowering in fear.

“The extract of nettle grass, when taken, can instantly remove the enchantment state of the golden rats.”

Charlotte recorded this line in the notebook, his hands trembling slightly, demonstrating his excitement.

Normal beasts dare not attack large cities as powerful protectors and invulnerable magical shields can effectively deter them.

But during the Red Moon Night, the beasts become enchanted, losing their rational judgment and awe, which leads to the formation of the beast tide and the attack on towns.

What if the defenders sprinkle the nettle grass extract on the attacking beast tide?

Will the beasts in the front regain their sanity and still rush to attack the city walls?

Will the beasts in their right mind become the targets of the enchanted beasts?

Charlotte’s mind has already anticipated countless applications of the extract.

Even if it is only effective against low-level beasts, it can still relieve the pressure on city defenses. The majority of beasts in the Beast Tide are low-level.

Charlotte’s gaze shifted to the fifth cage.

The enchanted golden rat in it has been pierced by the thorns of nettle grass, entering a state of stupor.

The redness in its eyes was slowly fading, but not as quickly as the effect of the extract.

“After the golden rats are enchanted, the thorns of nettle grass can to some extent lift the enchanted state and make them lose their aggressiveness.”

Charlotte made a note in the notebook, indicating the feasibility of extensive cultivation of nettle grass around the city. Besides deterring the beasts, these nettle grasses could help alleviate the defense pressure during beast tides.

He then looked at the rats in cages number three and four, which had been pierced twice by the nettle grass. They were now completely motionless.

“Overdosed?”

Charlotte reached out and touched them, confirming that they were still alive, but the enchantment state had mostly dissipated, which validated his earlier conclusion.

Closing the cages, Charlotte’s gaze turned to cages number seven and eight, where the rats were still extremely agitated, biting the cages vigorously, their mouths filled with blood.

Enchantment robbed them of their sanity, creating a stark contrast between their ferocity and the other golden rats in the cages.

Charlotte took one of the golden rats out of the cage and walked towards the operating table, holding a sharp scalpel.

He began dissecting.

Although Charlotte was not a professional in animal dissection, he did take an anatomy course at school, albeit not with great enthusiasm as a practical-minded veterinarian.

But he was good at spot-the-difference games.

When he dissected the four golden rats of similar size, weight, and age, and laid them flat on a table, he naturally noticed the similarities and differences.

“The enchanted golden rats show obvious congestion in the brain, increasing in volume.”

“The enchanted golden rats have an enlarged right atrium of the heart.”

“The enchanted golden rats have protruding eyeballs.”

…

“A rough and amateurish dissection report.”

The system provided an evaluation.

Frustrated, Charlotte threw the pen and uttered, “Here, take the pen. You do it then?”

“The enchanted golden rats show abnormal changes in the pituitary gland in the brain after being enchanted, significantly increasing in size, possibly compressing the optic chiasm, causing their eyes to turn blood red.”

“The right atrium of the heart is significantly enlarged…”

…

The system indeed presented Charlotte with a simple dissection report.

There were not many abnormalities in the enchanted beasts. After all, most of the enchanted beasts would return to their normal state after the Red Moon Night.

From the dissection results, it seemed that the Red Moon influenced the size of the pituitary gland in the beasts’ brains and secreted special hormones that led to their enchantment and loss of control.

Moreover, Charlotte suspected that the enchanted state of the beasts might also be under some kind of mental control.

He had almost fallen victim to it himself. Just by seeing the rising Red Moon, he felt his body losing control and acting independently.

As for what might be hidden behind the sea of red, Charlotte lowered his head, afraid to dwell on it.

Documenting the detailed report given by the system, Charlotte closed the notebook, buried the four dissected golden rats in a hole, and packed the remaining six rats and cages.

At this moment, he suddenly heard a cry of distress coming from the direction of Calva and instinctively looked over.

The light from the giant lamp illuminated the beach, which was covered with countless sea creatures.

Ballistas lined up on the city walls fired fireballs into the midst of the sea creatures, creating huge fireballs, but it was still unable to stop the frenzied beast tide.

Giant octopuses, several tens of meters tall, climbed up the city walls, swinging their long tentacles. However, their heads were swiftly severed by a sword aura and fell heavily below the city walls.

Magic and sword auras wreaked havoc, causing the beasts to fall one after another, and a brutal defense battle began.

This scene greatly shocked Charlotte.

The cliffs in the direction of the abyss were silent as if time was peacefully passing by.

Charlotte quietly put away the lamp hanging on the wall, brought a heavy stone to block the entrance of the cave, then crawled through the cave and returned to the abyss.

He found another thick slab of stone to cover the inside and finally felt a little at ease.

He had already made up his mind to find Gaillard tomorrow and have him customize an iron plate to make a door. In the future, during the Red Moon Night, he would close the cave to prevent sea creatures from entering.

Taking a glance at the pitch-black alchemy workshop, confirming that it had not been attacked by the beasts, he drove his carriage back to the infirmary.

The journey was silent, with only the continuous roars of beasts from above.

When passing through Tova Street, he saw more than ten members of the guard team besieging a level five Black Striped Panther beast.

The battle was nearing its end, with the panther lying in a pool of blood. However, compared to the last time when half of the street was devoured, only two houses collapsed this time.

Confirming that the battle did not reach Ivan’s tailor shop, Charlotte drove his carriage back to the infirmary without a break.

There were still a few demons that managed to break the seal and enter tonight. It was easy to imagine how fierce the battle at the entrance must have been.

Perhaps there were already injured people being brought to the infirmary.

Baca Street was pitch black, with only the Abyss Infirmary brightly lit.

Two carriages were parked in front of the infirmary, and fox guards were assisting the injured in getting off the carriages.

Charlotte’s heart sank. He thought that with the magical shield, the casualties would not be too severe, but now it seemed that the situation was worse than imagined.

Upon hearing the sound of the carriage, a fox guard instinctively reached for their side sword and relaxed upon seeing it was Charlotte.

“Doctor Charlotte, you’re finally back. Another carriage of wounded just arrived, and Dr. Eileen may be overwhelmed.” One fox guard stepped forward, holding onto the reins, and informed him.

“I see.” Charlotte nodded, carrying a large bag and quickly entering the infirmary.

Vivian’s operating room was brightly lit, currently in the middle of surgery.

In the main hall of the infirmary, eight injured fox guards were waiting for treatment.

Kasha was cleaning and applying hemostatic ointment to the lightly wounded guards.

“Master, you’re back.” Kasha’s eyes lit up when she saw Charlotte entering.

The fox guards turned their attention to Charlotte. It was like they had finally found their savior.

“Yes,” Charlotte responded and his gaze fell on the injured guard lying on a stretcher on the ground, with a sunken chest and unconsciousness.

The injuries of the other guards were also severe, with some bones directly fractured and others bleeding heavily from their thighs.

“Carry him to the adjacent ward. He needs to stay for observation tonight.”

Charlotte walked to the entrance and instructed the two guards helping him, then signaled for the patient with a major thigh artery injury to come in.