A Hospital in Another World? C.184

Dimensional Bag?

Garrett Nordmark was taken aback. The small cloth bag was already swirling in the wind, wobbling its way over to him. He hastily caught it and attempted to hand it back, "I can’t possibly accept this—"

"Just take it!" Elder Wood intervened, raising a hand to stop him. "You healed his daughter, isn’t that worth a dimensional bag?"

With the elder’s insistence, Garrett could only accept it reluctantly. He looked down at the dimensional bag in his hand, a small pouch that was light and inconspicuous at first glance, but upon closer inspection, it seemed to be made of a material that was neither silk nor linen, neither cloth nor leather, with a silent silver-gray glow. He weighed it in his hand and felt a bit stunned:

Was the treatment fee really this expensive?

An ultrasound, an X-ray, a few treatments, without surgery... Back in his previous life’s hospital, no matter how expensive, it would probably be settled within a thousand RMB... And considering it was a joint effort of three people casting spells, he should only be entitled to one-third of the fee...

But this dimensional bag was valuable. When Garrett first arrived in Nevis, he inquired about the price at the magic item store, and even the smallest one with a capacity of 30 cubic feet would cost 2500 gold coins! At that time, it was twenty times all the liquid funds he had!

A thousand, no, 300 RMB... 2500 gold coins...

"This dimensional bag is for my short trips; it’s not suitable for carrying much. It can hold about 70 cubic feet, 500 pounds of items," the old mage’s voice drifted leisurely. "Remember not to exceed this size or weight, and don’t let it be pierced by sharp objects. Otherwise, the dimensional bag will be damaged, and the contents inside will be lost and cannot be retrieved."

Garrett quickly expressed his gratitude. Seventy cubic feet? Five hundred pounds? Perfect! His surgical instruments, his alchemical equipment, his common medicines, he could carry them all with him at any time!

No more worrying about encountering injuries without proper tools!

Sense of security +1, +1, +10086...

Garrett looked up, full of gratitude, at Master Tolga. The dimensional bag given by the Master was one level higher than the basic one, with a market price of a whopping 5000 gold coins. Garrett had inquired before; with the income of a level 2 mage at the headquarters of the Magic Council, it would probably take three to five years of saving, without spending anything, to afford it...

Oh right, would his box fit into such a small bag?

Curiously, Garrett pulled open the mouth of the bag. The 5-centimeter-wide small bag, when pulled by his hands, quickly spread out to the sides. Ten centimeters, twenty centimeters, thirty centimeters... A foot, two feet...

Uh, it couldn’t be pulled anymore...

Bernard, concerned for his master, reached out to help pull. Elder Wood quickly stopped him, "Stop! It’s already at its limit! Garrett, remember, the dimensional bag is only this wide, don’t force things into it!"

Garrett nodded repeatedly. Master Tolga chuckled beside him, "By the way, there’s something else I want to ask you. You mentioned before that you were attending classes in the training camp? Planning to stay? Have you decided where to go?"

"What’s your suggestion—"

"Would you like to join our ’Unity in Diversity’ faction? We specialize in transformation magic. On the left side of the main mage tower at the mountaintop, that spiraling tower resembling a slender sea shell, is presided over by our faction. I am currently a 13th-level mage, and I have my own laboratory on the 15th floor of that tower. If you’re willing to join, I can personally take you on as my disciple."

Transformation magic? freew𝚎bn𝐨𝘃𝐞𝗹.𝗰𝚘𝗺

Garrett quickly recalled. Although there was insufficient information about the mage tower, during these days in the training camp, he had gained a fairly comprehensive understanding of the various factions and categories of spells.

Transformation magic was characterized by altering the characteristics of objects and creatures, starting from basic spells like mending and repair, branching into destruction, enhancement, and alteration. Each path had extremely powerful representative spells...

For example, in the destruction branch, by the 6th level, there was the famous "Disintegration Spell." A flash of green light, and everything turned to dust.

To deal with formidable enemies, there was the incredibly powerful "Time Stop," which defied the basic rules of the universe, immensely imposing. Its destructive power was terrifying; while others couldn’t move, only you could, gently stabbing with a small knife would kill...

In the alteration branch, half of the alchemists’ spells fell into this category. Making magic carpets, dimensional bags, secret treasure chests, golems, animated golems, alchemical golems... were all specialties of this branch. It was known as the wealthiest faction among mages, but the only problem was that it was somewhat costly in the early stages...

But it paid off later. Among the mage factions, there were three branches that were said to be capable of fighting alone: the extradimensional summoning of the spellcasters, the death sea of the necromancers, and then, the transformation faction’s army of golems.

Then there was the enhancement branch. This branch could be considered the strongest in close combat among the mages. If you saw a mage throwing away his staff, enveloping himself in a slew of spells like "Bull’s Strength," "Bear’s Resilience," "Cat’s Agility," and perhaps even a "Giant Transformation," rushing forward for melee combat...

No need to ask, he must be a senior brother of the transformation faction.

In short, it was a very powerful and interesting faction. Being directly accepted as a disciple by a 13th-level grand mage, being able to work in the secondary mage tower at the mountaintop, was a great stroke of luck for Garrett, who was unfamiliar with life and only a level 2 mage. It could be said that among the students in the training camp, with the help of their family background, at most only one-tenth of them had this luck...

However, after contemplating for a moment, Garrett still shook his head. He straightened his robe and bowed deeply, "Thank you very much for your appreciation. However, I am personally more interested in the manipulative and enchantment factions."

Da Vinci robots, mechanical hands, although these things were quite good, they were not what he urgently needed. What he really needed were many spells from the manipulation and enchantment factions—For example, if he could push "Freezing Ray" to an advanced level, he could directly liquefy air and produce large amounts of oxygen!

And there were electrocardiograms! Magnetic resonance imaging! These things couldn’t be achieved by the manipulation and enchantment factions alone, would they rely on the transformation faction?

"What’s good about those two factions?" Master Tolga frowned.

"One only knows how to blast away with fireballs, and the other spends all day memorizing spells until they get headaches. Kid, come to our transformation faction; we have lots of interesting things!"

Garrett smiled but remained silent. The

old mage stared at him for a long time, then sighed deeply.

"Alright, alright, suit yourself. Young people always like powerful magic—besides, the enchantment faction also has healing spells, which are more suitable for you. Hey, kid, if you ever change your mind, come find me anytime! Remember, the 15th floor of the Transmutation Tower!"

"Thank you for your appreciation." Garrett thanked again. Elder Wood had been watching the whole scene from the side. When the old mage left, Garrett started collecting seeds again, and with a wave of his hand, he said, "Take them!"

With a clatter, all the drawers opened simultaneously, and hundreds of seeds formed a long dragon, sweeping out. Garrett hurriedly opened the mouth of the dimensional bag, and Elder Wood controlled the seeds to enter the dimensional bag while solemnly saying:

"This training camp of the Magic Council offers a great opportunity. Originally, I didn’t intend to bother you. But since you’re collecting information, I have a solution here—"

There’s a guild outpost in the city, with priests stationed there year-round to treat the surrounding residents. I’ll write a letter, and you can take a table there. Just go sit there every other day. By the way, teach this spell to the priests stationed there?"

"Great!"

Garrett was overjoyed.

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