It's not that difficult to open a hospital in another world, right?

The hall was completely silent.

The temple guards all had strange looks in their eyes. The Necromancer knocked down the entire audience with one spell. He was obviously someone not to be trifled with, and the temple was wrong in this matter. It was easy for the priest to reach a compensation agreement with the other party, and he was able to dodge the other party at a glance. This guy was so stubborn that it was wrong to pick on the other party's skeleton!

Is this a disease? !

Little Pastor John opened his mouth, raised his hands, and quickly covered it. There was a "whining" sound in his mouth, and the freckles on his face were twisted so much that they almost bulged out.

Spearman Raymond's mouth opened wide, shield warrior Vali's eyes widened, and archer Taung's red hair was almost on fire...

Little Gretel, wake up!

This is the Necromancer, the Necromancer! What's wrong with you talking about skeletons with him? What a good child, everyone has grown up watching, how come he became so talkative after being enlightened by the God of Nature?

Priest Donald was lying on his back, being stepped on by the big cat, and did not dare to move at all. But the big cat on his body raised its head, and looked at Gretel with a pair of golden eyes, then at the golden skull, and flicked its tail, looking full of interest.

With pets like this, the Necromancer is naturally more interested. Take a step forward, look up at the skull's head, and then bend down to look at the pelvis. He looked left and right, but couldn't figure it out. He turned around and asked Gretel:

"...How do you think about this?"

"It's easy!"

Gretel answered without thinking:

"Well, look, this skull..."

The golden skeleton was quite tall, so Grete had to stand on tiptoes, which was a bit difficult. The golden skeleton turned its face and "looked" at him, then suddenly raised its hand to pick off its own head, holding the skull and handing it to Grete. Two flames danced in the black eye sockets, staring at him eerily in the palm of the skeleton's hand.

Gretel: "..."

You don’t want to be like this, you are like this to me, Alexander…

He tried to calm down. No matter how the skeleton can pick off its own head, the gender of the skull will never change - as long as it doesn't change, then he has something to say.

Of course, the anatomy of aliens may be different, and that's another question.

He did not reach out to pick it up, but turned a step to the side, pointed at the skull and talked:

"Look at the forehead and top. This is an arc shape. If you are a woman, the forehead should be vertical and the top should be flat. Look at the eyebrow arch. It is obviously protruding and there are many small holes on the surface. Do you see it? For women, the eyebrow arch is not obvious and basically basic. There are no small holes; look at the root of the nose..."

The content of "Forensic Science" that I learned and memorized in my junior year was eloquent and without any omission.

Ordinarily, it should have been forgotten a long time ago.

I forgot about it after taking the exam.

Anyway, he studied clinical medicine and not forensic medicine. There is no need for such an unimportant subject to occupy memory.

But now I think about it clearly, even which page, which line, and what the picture in the textbook is.

Gretel even remembered the grimace he had drawn in the corner of the page.

It seems that traveling through time does not come without its own benefits...

Just, a little happy ^_^

After traveling through time, there is one more hope of surviving smoothly!

Good news always makes people feel good. Gretel unconsciously raised the corners of his mouth, and his speech speed when explaining to the Necromancer and the Golden Skeleton became a little faster and his tone became gentler. Unknowingly, I had already taken on the airs of a superior doctor when I was teaching students in medical school.

At this increase in speed, the skeleton's face showed no expression (it couldn't show any expression at all), except for the two flames in its skull, which went from flickering to absolutely still. It seems that he has completely given up and only regards himself as an emotional shelf;

And in the eyes of the Necromancer, there were clearly circles of ripples. His legs were wobbly, and he was about to be unable to support himself...

"Well, now that we've talked about the skull, let's take a look at the pelvis..."

Gretel stretched out his hand and poked the skull, and then poked it again. The skull reacted and hurriedly put its head back on. Grete nodded with satisfaction and lowered his head to observe his pelvis:

"This is the hip bone. The pubic symphysis is so wide and flat. The angle must be greater than 90 degrees. It is definitely a woman. Tsk, turn around and look at the back and there are still traces. This woman has given birth to a child!"

He lowered his head, and the Necromancer also bowed his head. He bent down, and the Necromancer also bent down. He bent over and twisted his neck to look up. The Necromancer...

The Necromancer stood up straight, raised his left hand, and snapped his fingers.

There was a rattle, and the golden skeleton that had been standing upright just now collapsed completely in front of Gretel.

Gretel jumped back!

How could this thing collapse if I go there? No more motivation? The magic is gone? But having said that, there are no joints, no ligaments, and no muscles on these bones. They should be collapsed instead of standing...

As he thought about it wildly, he saw the pile of finger bones, ulna and radius, spine, thoracic vertebrae, cervical vertebrae and ribs, automatically spliced ​​together like slow motion in a demonstration animation. The spine is stacked upward piece by piece, the ribs are attached front and back, the outside of the shoulder blades, the arms and fingers are stretched out one by one...

Finally, a half-headless skeleton with its upper body planted straight on the ground. One hand supported the ground, and the other hand fumbled twice, found his pelvis, and lifted it up unsteadily.

Gretel: "..."

Is it because we are too tired of bending down and looking down, so we are tearing ourselves apart and holding up the bones for us to see?

But this height is not enough!

He looked at the Necromancer, and the Necromancer looked at him. After looking at each other for a moment, the Necromancer snapped his fingers again, and the toes, tibias, and femurs of the golden skeleton began to be pieced together piece by piece...

The lower half of the skeleton is standing on the ground. The upper half of the headless skeleton stretched out a hand, grabbed the femoral head and pulled hard, pulled itself up and lowered it upwards. One skeletal hand held up the pelvis, and the other skeletal hand fished in the ground, found the skull, and lifted it up exactly the same...

Then, the upper half without pelvic support shook and fell to the side.

Fell.

"Meow ouch ouch ouch ouch ouch -"

A loud meow. Gretel turned his face and saw the black cat with white boots jumping off the priest's body with a light jump. The cat's tail slapped the ground, its paws pointed upward, and rolled all over the ground...

Hey, laughing like this is too much! You are a cat!

The Necromancer's face was completely confused. He paused the bone staff in his hand and controlled the golden skull to return to its original shape. Then he pointed forward, and the stone door at the deepest part of the hall opened, revealing a passage. Then, the muscles on his face twitched, and he forced a smile:

"Go in and chat?"

Gretel nodded happily. The necromancer moved forward, the black cat wagging its tail to lead the way, the golden skeleton clicking at the end. After walking a few steps, the Necromancer suddenly stopped and shouted coldly:

"You! No one can escape!"

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