Chapter 471: Extraordinary and weak, the Holy One ascends to heaven!
As a key engineering project, the Frick College of Arts and Sciences is of course a brick structure and is located next to the military barracks.

After inspecting Frick High School and finding no problems, Horn thought about going back to the Mechanical Palace for a nap.

Walking across the wooden bridge over the Pala River, Horn caught a glimpse of several Mechanical Palace staff members tinkering with something by the river.

"What are you doing?"

"They're cleaning up the slimes." Rafael looked over and said, "It's going to be the rainy season soon, the air is humid, and a lot of slimes are coming out.

Moreover, Princess Shilov stays in the Mechanical Palace every day to do experiments. There are a lot of debris in the wastewater, and slimes happen to have the property of eating carrion, so they like to gather at the drain.

But it doesn’t have a big impact, we just need to clean it every two or three days, we are used to it.”

"Oh, I see." Horn nodded, as if he remembered something, and smiled at Rafael, "Shilov has been asking me to go to the lab every day these days. It's better to do it today than to wait for a good day. We have nothing to do, so let's go and take a look."

This morning, Shilov drew a few drops of her own blood to do the so-called magic bacteria experiment. I don't know what the results are so far.

"Yes, Your Majesty."

Walking into the Mechanical Palace and arriving outside of Shilov's laboratory, Horn could see a heavy, thick iron door.

The two Chekas at the door saw that it was Horn who came, so they naturally did not stop him. They smoothly opened the door and let Horn walk in.

"Ah, Horn, you're just in time." Shilov had just taken off her leather goggles, and the moment she caught a glimpse of Horn out of the corner of her eye, her ears and head lifted up at the same time.

"You've come just in time? Why?" Horn pulled a chair and sat down so that he could look directly into Shilov's face.

"Do you remember that I told you a few days ago that I was about to solve the mystery of the Holy Favored One? Do you remember?"

Horn gritted his teeth and replied, "Remember."

"You're lying." Shilov stretched out her snow-white finger and tapped Horn's nose. "You'll never remember what I said."

"I can't help it. I can't cancel the passive skill I developed with Jeanna."

"Passive skill...what nonsense are you talking about?" Shilov turned her wheelchair, took a folder from the shelf and handed it to Horn.

"Regarding the Saint's Favored Demonic Fungus, after several experiments, I have roughly summarized the rules..."

Listening to Shilov's on-the-spot explanation and looking at the experimental briefing in his hand, Horn's expression gradually became serious, and he gradually understood the operating mechanism of the Saint's Favored Demonic Fungus.

First, there must be wounds on the body to facilitate the assimilation and entry of the magic-eating bacteria. Previously, the magic-eating bacteria could not survive for too long through drinking and applying.

Second, Horn himself had to be present at the scene, and it would be best if he were injured to facilitate the spread of the demon-eating fungus.

Third, the toxicity of Horn's fungus is too low, and it will be strangled by the human body before it can take effect. It is best to use it in combination with other bacteria, that is, it is best to infect the wound.

“Remember the first group of people who were infected? Most of them were injured or sick in the mountains. They were already injured or sick, so they were infected quickly.

Do you remember that there are many people who have contracted your witch disease but have not awakened to become the Holy Favored Ones?

It's because they have too strong vitality that they destroy your magic-eating bacteria.

In the previous Battle of Pavia, the number of Saint's Favored Ones increased suddenly because there were enough wounded and the bodies had to deal with too many germs, which gave the demon-eating bacteria an opportunity to fish in troubled waters, resulting in the birth of many Saint's Favored Ones.

The reason why there were fewer Saints in the following battles was because the number of extraordinary people increased and the allicin potion became more popular, which had a stronger killing effect on your magic-eating fungus."

Due to the lack of sufficient biological and medical knowledge, Shilov has no concepts such as immunity and viruses, and often relies on the medical and biological knowledge of the ancient Aiel period to explain.

But judging from the report, the description is inaccurate, but the rules are summarized correctly.

"Does this mean..." Horn left the seat and leaned forward, waiting for Shilov's reply with anticipation.

"Yes, after solving this problem, in principle, we can already mass-produce the Saint's Favored Ones." The muscles on Shilov's cheeks twitched slightly, and her tail was proudly raised.

Mass production of the Holy Favored Ones...

When Horn heard this word, the voice in his ears was a little vague. He thought he would only hear this word before he died.

"Well done, Shilov, you did a great job!"

Horn rushed to Shilov's side, picked her up from the wheelchair, turned her face red, and then held her under the arms and put her back on the wheelchair.

I didn't expect that Shilov would be able to figure it out in just a few months. Shilov has the intelligence of one stone among all the beastmen in the world. No wonder Horn was excited, this was one of his trump cards to eliminate the church's extraordinary hegemony.

When the supernatural exists like a natural phenomenon, the so-called elimination of the supernatural is a joke.

Horn can kill all those who know breathing techniques and burn all books related to breathing techniques and divine arts.

They exist just beneath the surface of nature, and someone will always rediscover them and use them again.

Could Horn's decrees command nature?
Horn has always been careful to control mortals' views on the extraordinary, not because he is an extraordinary person and the butt determines the head, but because it is impossible for him to destroy the extraordinary.

He believes that we should recognize and utilize the extraordinary, and then popularize it, just like fire can burn people, but people should use fire instead of destroying or denying it.

Let Shilov conduct research, establish a system of natural theology, popularize scientific research methodology...even radical enough to allow human experiments on death row prisoners.

The purpose of all this is to find and discover extraordinary laws.

This effort finally bore its first bud at this time - the devil-eating fungus.

Maybe others haven't seen its potential yet, but Horn has already seen it.

What if the Hexophilus bacteria could be cultivated in large quantities, made into something like a vaccine, and then widely injected into all mortals under the Savior Army?
Five million people from the Thousand Valleys, five million wizards, five million alchemists and holy musketeers!
It may even be made a duty to inject the magic-loving bacteria into all newborns from generation to generation, turning the entire country into a kingdom of wizards.

By that time, even witches would not be able to spread witch disease to ordinary people, and all the stigmatization and judgment of witches would be in vain.

All witches can live healthily in the land under the sun and no longer need to hide.

This is Horn’s solution to the two problems of the church’s supernatural hegemony and the supernatural’s alienation of people.

Turn everyone into a superhuman and forcibly lower the upper and lower limits of individual martial power.

Machines are weak, flesh and blood ascend, and when everyone becomes extraordinary, the proposition of "supernormal alienation" no longer exists.

Only this method can eliminate the breathing method itself and even turn it into a kind of existence similar to sports activities or even calisthenics.

However, Horn's wild idea was quickly poured cold water by Shilov.

"No, we can't produce it in large quantities for now, let alone the quantity you mentioned."

"Why?" Horn asked in confusion, "Why don't you take a culture medium and grow a large number of the Saint's Favored Magic Bacteria?"

"It can't be cultivated. Have you forgotten? The magic-eating bacteria can only reproduce in an environment rich in magic. In a low-magic environment, it will eliminate all activities to preserve its own continuation." Shilov pulled the tip of the tail and rubbed off the hair that was stuck together by oil.

Horn came to realize that any magical environment would be bound to living organisms and could not be mass-produced using culture medium.

The living culture medium is another case, that is, the living body itself is transformed at the same time as the Holy Magic-Eating Bacteria, becoming a second-generation Magic-Eating Bacteria that loses the ability to distort nerves.

Simply put, the first generation of magic bacteria is food, and the second generation of magic bacteria is the feces produced after eating food, which does not have enough nutrition.

That means that Horn will be the only production workshop of the Holy Favored Demon Fungus for a long time.

But now that the issue of whether or not it exists has been resolved, all that remains is to slowly develop it until it can be used. Horn can afford to wait.

"Then how did you do those experiments?" Horn thought of Shilov's experiments.

"Take it whenever you need it. When I need to do an experiment, I can just get some blood or scrape some tongue coating." Shilov's wolf tail suddenly swept, which was her signature action when she felt happy.

"Horn, if you want to turn someone into a Saint, all you have to do is spit on his wound."

"Ah?" Horn looked puzzled.

"Think about it, there are auxiliary bacteria in sputum, and there are magic-loving bacteria in the nose and throat. If we spit it on someone's wound, wouldn't the effect be better than our acquired configuration?"

Spitting on someone's wound to infect new Saints... What the hell is this?!
But after thinking about it, Horn had an indescribable sense of absurdity, because he found that what Shilov said actually made some sense and was feasible.

The spore-eating bacteria needs other bacteria to cover it up, and there are other bacteria in the nasal cavity and there is spore-eating bacteria in the throat.

With this kind of mixing, you don't even need to make a temporary configuration like Shilov.

But Horn still found it hard to accept it for a while. When others developed their subordinates, they would say "Join the glorious evolution!", but when he developed the Saint's Favored, he would just say "Heh... Teh!"

Damn it, I thought the shaman dance was bad enough, how come there are other masters too?
(End of this chapter)