By the time this exhilarating battle ended, it was already past ten in the morning.
Seeing that lunchtime was approaching, Link could be considered true to his word.
He called for a maid, allowing Isabelle to be temporarily released from the cramped dungeon. She enjoyed a comfortable hot bath and changed into clean, tidy clothes, then was arranged to get some fresh air in the castle's backyard.
Of course, Link always acted cautiously and thoroughly.
He specifically arranged for agile guards and meticulous maids to constantly monitor Isabelle's every move, ensuring she would not have the slightest chance to escape.
At the same time, the location of the backyard was just right; the view of the garden could be fully taken in from the bedroom window.
This arrangement allowed Olivia to clearly see her daughter from the bedroom.
Undoubtedly, the blood-is-thicker-than-water emotional bond between mother and daughter had already become an excellent bargaining chip in Link's hands.
If used well, it could become the best leverage to make this mother and daughter gradually fall into depravity and be at his mercy.
At this moment, Link had returned to his study.
Three days had passed in a flash, and the time for a new round of drawing had arrived.
With a thought, he opened the bika system panel, and in an instant, a delicate, pink little girl, like a carved jade figurine, bounced into view.
As Link's mind moved, five unlocked "doujin worlds" immediately unfolded before his eyes.
The 72-hour cooldown period had ended, and everything was ready.
Just like three days ago, Link planned to proceed systematically, drawing from each one.
By habit, he decided to start with the two Korean doujin worlds.
Link was full of anticipation, hoping that today's draw would bring him unexpected surprises.
"Let's begin!"
[Congratulations! You have successfully drawn: Kim Mi-jung from the doujin world "brave new world"!]
"Kim Mi-jung?"
Team Leader Jin?
Without a doubt, this should be the female protagonist of this doujin world, right?
That's great. Not long ago, I was worried about being short-staffed. With Kim Mi-jung's abilities, appointing her as the Minister of Internal Affairs should not be a problem.
It seems my luck today is really good!
Link's heart swelled with joy, and he eagerly said, "Amitabha, God bless, Jade Emperor, help me draw the Sharingan!"
He muttered incantations, praying to all the gods he could think of.
[Congratulations! You have drawn: Penicillin Injection × 1 ton from the doujin world "Sharingan"!]
What?!
Although Lord Link didn't get the Sharingan as he wished, he instantly widened his eyes, filled with shock.
This was penicillin!
Undeniably, penicillin is an important antibiotic, highly effective, low in toxicity, and extremely widely used clinically.
Its successful advent greatly enhanced humanity's ability to resist bacterial infections.
Whether it's injectable penicillin or oral penicillin, both have been able to effectively treat numerous diseases such as pneumonia, meningitis, endocarditis, diphtheria, and anthrax, adding a powerful weapon to humanity's fight against infectious diseases.
The emergence of penicillin undoubtedly saved countless lives.
At present, without the help of healing mages, once injured in war, with the rudimentary medical standards of the Middle Ages, wounds were extremely prone to infection.
At this time, the importance of penicillin was self-evident.
This was simply a 'miracle drug' for saving lives!
The system truly lived up to expectations!
Seeing that the system had drawn penicillin, Lord Link also began to ponder the chemical knowledge he had once learned in his mind.
Unfortunately, time flew by, and many years had passed since his university graduation; most of the chemical knowledge he had learned had been blurred by the torrent of time.
He could only recall some simple operations like distillation and filtration; for more complex chemical knowledge, very little remained.
This made Lord Link feel a hint of regret and helplessness.
However, this was truly not Lord Link's fault, as time possesses the magic of eroding memories.
Those described in novels, who transmigrate to ancient times and can immediately create curved-shaft plows, refine penicillin, and extract mineral salt, are truly immortal figures.
As an urbanite, Lord Link, to be honest, had only seen a curved-shaft plow once in a museum, let alone made one; he could only spread his hands helplessly regarding these things.
Ultimately, he was truly just an ordinary person.
"But then again, can methods like distillation and filtration be utilized? And the salt refining process, as well as alcohol brewing technology—can they truly become a reality in this land? Also, light industrial products like soap and perfume, will they also have a chance to appear?"
Lord Link murmured to himself unconsciously, falling into deep thought.
These light industrial products, at first glance, seemed unremarkable, but upon closer inspection, they harbored immense commercial value and development potential in this medieval era.
Now, Winterfell City was in ruins, with every area requiring capital investment.
If these products could be successfully mass-produced and developed into Winterfell City's characteristic industries, it would not only absorb a large number of commoners into employment, alleviating livelihood pressures, but also bring in a steady stream of financial resources for the city, enriching the treasury.
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