Three days later, Rachel walked into Todd's exegetical hall with a thick record.

　　 "There are currently 79 alien refugees in Muxi Town. I have compiled the introductions of everyone and listed them here..."

　　 took the record book from the woman, flipping through the records of each alien species, including name, age, place of birth, alien ability, experience brief, reputation of neighbors, etc., everything. With a bit of surprise and a bit of admiration, Todd raised his head and glanced at the organizer, then focused his attention on the paper.

　　 After some screening, Todd finally singled out a male alien.

　　『Randall Quincy, male, from Guyan City, 19 years old, unmarried. Once an orion in the mountains, in order to defend his hometown, he participated in the war with the pagans in the south. When he was wounded and treated, he was confirmed as a foreign species. Then he fled the pursuit of the army and the church, and his only relative, his mother, was on the run Died on the way. According to the testimony of the neighbours he gets along with, he is low-key, bad-spoken, but helpful.

　　 Alien Ability: Regeneration. Except for fatal injuries to the head and heart, any wound can grow new flesh and heal in varying lengths of time according to the size and depth of the wound. 』

　　 "Are you sure it is this person?" Rachel picked up the introduction and read it carefully.

　　 Todd thought for a while: "You can't make a decision in such a hurry, just relying on these introductions, you can't judge a person's good or bad, good and evil."

　　 suddenly remembered something, he said to Rachel with a joking tone: "I understand a little bit now, why did you test me so many times in the first place."

　　 The woman laughed, she didn't intend to continue this topic at all, tapped on the paper with her finger and asked: "If it's this person, what are you going to do?"

"I recently heard that due to the gradual revitalization and prosperity of Muxi Town, more and more merchants and tourists are coming and going, and those robbers and bandits are also eyeing here. I plan to fund this alien and give him Food and lodging, equipment, and remuneration allow him to protect pedestrians free of charge. In this way, he can improve..."

　　 "To enhance the image of the alien in the minds of the people?" Before Todd finished speaking, Rachel helped him complete the last sentence.

　　 Todd nodded.

　　 The woman fell silent, staring into the priest's eyes, which made the latter feel a little uncomfortable, and asked: "What? Is there a problem with the plan?"

　　 "No, there is no problem." Rachel put his arm on the edge of the table and brushed the hair in his ear: "Sir, I heard that you are only fifteen years old this year..."

"Um?"

　　 "Why don't I look alike at all?"

　　 He gave a speech, and his body became stiff.

Rachel covered her mouth and chuckled and shook the paper in her hand. She said again, "Leave it to me about testing Randall. At most a week, I will tell you if he is the one we are looking for. people."

Looking at the alien introductions scattered on the table, Todd suddenly stopped the nun who was planning to leave: "Rachell, I hope you will send these alien refugees in batches, and I want to do a "physical examination" for them. "

　　 The woman was stunned, and repeated the strange word: "Physical examination?"

　　 Todd touched the introduction in the "Alien Ability" column on the paper with his finger, and said again: "Yes, physical examination."

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Withdrawing the needle of the syringe from the arm of the young woman in front of him, Todd pressed a piece of disinfectant cotton ball against the wound and said to her: "Okay, after holding the wound for three minutes, you can remove the cotton ball. . And, take this..."

　　 He handed a small bag of copper coins to the woman's hand.

　　The woman in ragged clothes looked at the priest in front of her, weak and frightened, and finally summoned the courage to ask: "My Son, have we alien species have been forgotten by the Father?"

　　 Todd carefully pushed the blood in the syringe into the glass tube and stored it in the storage box. Hearing this, he turned his head to look at the alien refugee who had gone through the vicissitudes of life, and said softly: "Heavenly Father will never abandon any believer. Remember, the key lies in whether your faith is firm. These sufferings are given by the Holy Spirit to the alien. Our trials, don’t shake your faith."

　　 The woman cast a grateful look, nodded, stood up and saluted Todd.

　　 Looking at the distant figure of the other party, Todd picked up the silver cross on his chest, looked at the holy book engraved on it, and sighed deeply.

　　 took the latest batch of blood samples and returned to his laboratory. Todd looked at the dozens of petri dishes placed on the table, with various abilities marked in Latin.

　　 "Regeneration", "Resistance to Pain", "Metal Armor", "Inflammation Breath", "Night Vision", "Strong Acid Blood", "Sonic Concussion"...

　　There are so many, there are about twenty kinds in total, and Todd gave these petri dishes an interesting name.

　　 "Power Library".

　　 For him, the biggest problem now is how to save these supernatural bacteria. On the one hand, it is necessary to maintain the activity of bacteria so that they will not die; on the other hand, it is necessary to ensure that there will be no "bacterial contamination" and avoid genetic traits from mutating.

　　In the past modern society, the best way is the "freeze-dry preservation method". That is, the microorganisms are first frozen, and then the water is removed by sublimation under reduced pressure. After the bacteria lose most of the water, the physiological activities of the cells will stop, so that they can maintain their living conditions for a long time.

　　 Take a step back, you can also use the "liquid paraffin cover preservation method", that is, cover the culture medium with sterilized liquid paraffin for low-temperature refrigeration. This method is simple and does not require special equipment, has a wide range of applications, and has a long storage time (several years or even more than ten years), but the liquid paraffin used must be of high quality and must be autoclaved several times.

　　 But the problem is that under the conditions of the Middle Ages, there was no high-purity separation instrument, no autoclave, no microbial freezer, no liquid nitrogen bottle, or even electricity. Naturally, these two methods cannot be carried out at all.

　　 Second, Todd plans to use the "subculture preservation method" and the "suspension preservation method".

The former is the oldest and most basic method of microbial preservation. The general method is to set the culture temperature slightly lower than the optimum temperature for growth, then lower the concentration of the culture solution moderately, and transplant all bacteria every two days. . The advantage of this method is that bacteria are available at any time, but the disadvantage is that it is troublesome and easy to cause pollution.

　　 The "suspension preservation method" is mainly for non-aerobic bacteria. According to the characteristics of the bacteria, they are suspended in distilled water, sugar solution or phosphoric acid to maintain their properties. If stored properly, they can be stored at room temperature for several years.

　　 It took almost ten days, and Todd finally managed to save all the bacteria. Seeing the full petri dishes and suspensions on the stand, he could finally breathe a sigh of relief. There was only one thought in his mind.

The prototype of the "Ability Library" is finally completed. Although there are only more than 20 abilities now, it is like a library. With the research and discovery of abilities, this microbial warehouse will eventually become larger and larger. Perfection, maybe one day, after discovering the secrets hidden by the miraculous microbes, we can even improve or even artificially synthesize more powerful miracles.

　　 The knock on the door interrupted his thoughts.

Closing the door leading to the back room, Todd walked to the door of the laboratory and opened it. Rachel shook the stack of paper in his hand and said with a smile: "Your lord, about Randall’s test results It's already out, do you want to hear it?"

　　 Todd, standing at the door, turned his body sideways, stepped aside, and said, "Come in and talk about it."

　　 Rachel raised his eyebrows in surprise, raised the hem of the large nun's robe with one hand, and walked into the laboratory. Looking at the complicated equipment and colorful solvents in the room, the woman was a little bit emotional: "This is the first time I have been allowed to enter here."

　　 Todd brought a chair, wiped the dust off it with a dry cloth, and placed it in the middle of the laboratory.

　　Rachel watched his every move, and for some reason he suddenly remembered the dinner party of the relief society. The half-old boy in front of him, with the same attire, would rather curl up in a recliner, just not to stretch his feet impolitely towards him.

　　 Seeing the woman staying on the spot, with no focus, Todd had no choice but to gesticulate her to sit down.

　　 "Let’s talk about it, did our Mr. Randall pass the test~lightnovelpub.net~ Is he suitable for the role of an alien hero?"

　　Rachel handed the paper in Todd's hands, resting his chin in one hand, and said somewhat uncertainly: "It can be said that he passed, or that he did not pass..."

　　 Todd retracted his gaze from the paper, raised his head and looked at the woman, his face was puzzled: "Why do you say that?"

　　 "Undoubtedly, he has a strong sense of justice. In the face of evil and injustice, he has never considered personal gains and losses and life safety. He will come forward every time..."

　　 Listening to Rachel’s words, Todd became more and more weird: "Isn't this very in line with our requirements?"

The woman rolled up the cross on her chest with her fingers, and looked to the side: "But his fighting style and fighting consciousness are beyond recognition. It is a fighting style of fighting for life, never caring about the enemy. His swords and wounds on his body. In a test, my people were forced to almost pierce Randall’s heart by this desperate style of play. From my point of view, it’s more like fighting than fighting. Is pursuing self-destruction..."

　　 Todd flipped through the "test report" compiled by the woman, and the more he looked at it, the more he became frightened. In order to save a pair of "old couples" who encountered "robbers" by chance, this guy was like a lunatic in the battle, facing six enemies, he even lifted his sword. After being stabbed and chopped out numerous wounds, he still didn't shrink back until he fell to the ground with a loss of strength.

　　 "I want to see him."

　　 Hearing this, Rachel looked at Todd meaningfully and asked, "Master Chief, in what capacity are you going to see Randall?"

　　 Todd put down the paper and looked at the woman with a smile: "Miss Richel, there is a priest who hopes to point the way to the lost lamb."