Overlord: Start from the Goblin Lair.

"There aren't that many chores. This isn't a factory assembly line," Ron shook his head and put the test tubes containing various body fluids back into another box in order. "I need you to help me realize the effects of some instruments. If you can, the work will be easier and more efficient."

Gillianis did not answer immediately. When the two of them and the halfling arrived at Gillianis's laboratory, she slowly spoke:
"I don't understand the theories of your world."

"You guys go ahead and do your work. I'll go get the tools from my place!" Lavinia thought Ron wanted the alchemy equipment from her.

"Those are useful, but they're not sophisticated enough," Ron glanced at Lavinia as she walked away. "It's okay if you don't understand. I'll explain it to you."

"The principle doesn't have to be exactly the same, as long as the effect can be achieved in the end. As for how to achieve it most conveniently, you can judge."

Pharmacy is not just about medicinal materials and chemical formulas, but also about various instruments, which are equally important, or even more important. After all, they are the only ones that run through the whole process.

But Ron would not demand exactly the same equipment. After all, there was no time to build a power plant right now. He would let magic do what it could do - it would be a sheer waste of resources to have top wizards not use them.

Not to mention, this great wizard can transform himself... into mitosis.

Almost at the same time that Ron was about to tell Gillianis, the face on the moon elf's shoulder suddenly moved. As the illusory threads connecting the two Gillianis broke one by one, the face on the arm armor soon turned into another complete Gillianis wearing a wizard's robe instead of a warrior's uniform. She stood in front of Ron, and the look in her eyes definitely didn't give the impression of a puppet, but a separate individual.

"You can start talking now." The new Gillianis did not have arm armor, but as she stretched out her hand, the foreword of the weaving spell immediately returned to her side, temporarily serving as a medium for her to cast spells. "I will understand what you say more easily than she can."

Ron nodded. "You are not complete laymen, so I will not start with the basic theory. The first instrument I need must be able to implement a branch of chromatography, high pressure liquid chromatography, or high performance liquid chromatography..."

"Using liquid as the mobile phase, a high-pressure infusion system is used to pump a single solvent with different polarities or a mixed solvent with different proportions, a buffer solution and other mobile phases into a chromatographic column containing a stationary phase..."

As Ron uttered one word after another, the two Gillianis immediately sketched out a model of an instrument in their hands. The shape of this instrument was very different from the high-performance liquid chromatograph that Ron was familiar with, but as the saying goes, an expert knows the ins and outs of things. Ron observed the operating rules of the model demonstrated by the two - or rather, one moon elves, and immediately determined that this instrument could achieve the desired effect!

This was something that only he could do now and in the future. Although Ron had the same theoretical knowledge, he lacked attainments in the field of magic. In that case, even if Gillianis could choose the most effective way to achieve it, it would be useless if Ron couldn't understand it.

Interdisciplinary subjects, interdisciplinary subjects, two "experts" who have not done enough research in each other's field cannot have any intersection at all. Only when they have a certain understanding of different fields can they truly maximize the advantages of interdisciplinary studies.

Ron couldn't do it in the past, but he can do it now!
"Is it better to change that path? Because we need to..." As a great wizard, Gillianis did not need to look for materials to make instruments. As the two of them cast spells one after another, various materials that met the requirements were created out of thin air, and were processed and transformed according to Ron's suggestions and requirements, as if these materials were born with vitality. Lavinia, who came back with a bunch of basic instruments, stood at the door with wide eyes, watching this magical scene in fascination.

These instruments were different from what Ron knew. Magic flowed through them as a source of energy. Projections of lines of words and numbers kept jumping above the instruments. As Ron tried to take a little sample for testing, the series of numbers after the decimal point made him open his eyes wide!
"This... can it be so precise?" Ron raised his head stiffly and looked at the moon elf. He immediately asked Gillianis to help make several different but equally necessary instruments. After testing, their results also made Ron dry his mouth!
He originally tried it with the mentality of "it's fine as long as it works". Although he can clearly recognize Gillianis's power at his current level, he was still shocked when he saw these actually realized devices in front of him.

These sophisticated instruments are not cheap in his world, and some of them are not even a matter of money!

"I'm standing here to help, it's not a matter of money."

Sensing Ron's thoughts, Gillianis, who was wearing the arm armor, said nothing, but the other Gillianis rolled her eyes and said, "Let alone anything else, the price of creating materials for a prayer spell alone is not something that everyone can afford!"

"But this is all thanks to you," Gillianis said without responding to her other words. She just smiled. "Your knowledge is a complete system. It only needs a little modification to be applicable here. If it is just the so-called 'talk of experience' or the skills of a hag, I can't help you."

"I'm sorry for my slip of the tongue just now. My question is," Ron didn't care what Gillianis said specifically. He just heard that she seemed to be complaining, so he apologized casually. At this moment, he could hardly suppress his excitement. Ron licked his dry lips and immediately prepared to move on to the next part of the content, "Ms. Lavinia, please put the alchemy equipment here!"

"Everything is ready, we are ready to start work!"

"Here we go!" The halfling came back to his senses after being shocked by Gillianis's magic and hurried over. "Ron, I have to remind you: it's already night, and there are only two or three hours left before the seven-day countdown begins."

In her opinion, seven days was still too short to develop a new medicine.

This medicine not only needs to cure the plague, but also prevent the patient from relapsing within a certain period of time. This is the most difficult part. On the way to get the things, Lavinia calculated the possible solutions in her mind more than once, but she still had no clue.

"It doesn't matter." Ron was extremely excited at the moment, staring at the magic instruments that were starting to work. "Seven days... is enough!"

Pharmaceutical knowledge and magical theories were constantly sorted, divided, blended, and reorganized in his mind, eventually forming a vague outline. When the data obtained by the instrument was added in, the vague surface outline seemed to be erased, and the details gradually became clear.

"Combining the existing resources, if you want to eliminate the plague part of the so-called 'demon plague', I have three solutions... and if you want to eliminate the magic part, there are six!" Ron raised his hand, took a piece of medicinal material, and after processing, he was the first to put it into the instrument! (End of this chapter)