It has to be said that Victor still has authority as the mayor and he made the arrangements very quickly.

Soon, a clean door panel was brought in. Dole nodded and directed people to lift York up, put him on the door panel, and then put him on the table in the middle of the room, so that it would be convenient for him to perform the operation. He opened the small box and took out the scalpel, alcohol lamp and other items.

These things were prepared temporarily when he arrived, and he made the scalpel himself, so the quality is definitely no problem.

The wound was festering, so what he had to do now was to cut off the rotten flesh, clean the wound, reduce the inflammation, and then prepare to make a potion to treat it. Without the potion, the leg would definitely not be saved.

Fortunately, the village lacked everything except herbs, so he was able to display his skills.

Use an alcohol lamp to disinfect the knife, cut off the dead skin in circles with the sharp knife, clean the wound, and disinfect it with alcohol. At this time, all the herbs are available.

Dolai asked them to carry the person to where he lived. Of course, he couldn't let anyone see him making the potion.

Although everyone didn't understand what was going on, when they thought of the only way to save York at this time, Victor waved his hand and everyone moved quickly, and soon they arrived at a two-story bamboo building.

When Duolai saw this bamboo building, the first word that came to his mind was cold.

This place is indeed quite remote, but it is not far from the Domon River. Places with water are naturally a little colder than other places.

But at this time he couldn't care less.

Someone cleaned up the bamboo house and carried the person up. The bamboo house had two rooms and a partition. Duolai put the person in the room while the others waited, and then he started to make medicine in the small house next to it.

In alchemy, there are about one hundred kinds of first-level potions, but wizards only commonly use seven or eight of them. The rest are some strange things, some for healing, some for strengthening bones, some for strengthening tendons, and some for promoting blood circulation, with different effects.

Dolai is very experienced in first-level potions. He has refined two kinds of medicines, one is called muscle growth potion and the other is called trauma potion. The effects are as the names suggest.

By the time we finished all this, it was already afternoon.

When he walked out of the house with two test tubes, the people watching nearby couldn't wait any longer.

Dole smiled, walked to the patient, poured the tissue-growing agent on the wound, covered the wound with clean cotton cloth, waited for about ten minutes, then uncovered the cotton cloth, poured the trauma agent on the wound, and then covered the wound.

He handed the remaining trauma medicine to the shrew, gave her some instructions, and asked someone to carry the man away.

At this time, anyone could see what was happening, because about a few minutes after the medicine was poured, the man's complexion improved, and the skin on his legs was no longer dry, wrinkled and black, but turned a tender red, and there was no further inflammation or festering.

The shrew also understood what was happening and was about to kneel down in front of Dolai with the medicine in hand.

Dole grabbed the shrew, shook his head, and told him to go back quickly because it was cold outside and the patient couldn't stand the cold.

He had to send these people away quickly, then check the safety and sealing of the bamboo house and make some renovations.

He just took a quick look at this place and it was pretty good. He didn't plan to change it. Although it was a bit cold, as long as he could make the magic pattern, the cold and heat would not be a problem.

Having saved someone as soon as he arrived, Dolai has taken root in the village. Victor asked two teenage girls to stay and help pack up, and the others left quickly.

Seeing that the disease could be cured, most hunters were delighted and knew they would not have to worry about hunting in the future.

After leaving the bamboo house, Victor stood outside the door and waited for a while, thinking about some things. He quickly made up his mind to keep the boy in the village, although he felt that this was a bit unrealistic. He was originally from the city and would definitely return to the city in the future. If he could stay for a while, he would stay for a while, but for now, he would first provide a good environment.

Thinking of this, he felt a little headache. After working for a long time, he still didn't know the boy's name. It was really embarrassing, so he called someone over to ask the boy's name.

The boy left quickly and came back quickly.

Lin Rui.

Victor smacked the name, then organized people to cut the reeds in the valley, preparing to add an extra layer of straw on top of Lin Rui's room to increase warmth. At the same time, he was preparing to cut down trees and build a small wooden house. The bamboo house was indeed windy on all sides and could freeze a person to death in winter. It was okay for a day or two, but not for a long time.

The enthusiasm of the villagers increased greatly.

Dole stayed for two days and got everything sorted out and put away all his things. On the third day, the village got a horse-drawn carriage and took Dole there on the pretext of delivering medicine to the city, and brought his things back. Everything went smoothly.

After everything was settled, Dolai could finally breathe a sigh of relief. The next step would be to conduct various magic experiments, striving to be able to use magic tricks as soon as possible. As long as he could apply them proficiently, the next step would be to refine medicine, improve his mental strength, and strive to become a formal wizard as soon as possible.

If the senior wizard apprentice is the beginning of spellcasting, then the first-level wizard can be considered to have truly entered the extraordinary realm, leveraging the energy of heaven and earth with human power and casting all kinds of powerful spells. The senior wizard apprentice can at best be considered to have just gained a glimpse of the door.

The people in this town are very simple. When winter comes, there is basically nothing to do. Please get up early, eat, and then practice boxing, archery, sword, and various heavy weapons, axes, hammers, etc. in the flat river channel. Most of the adults and children, men and women will participate in it.

Dolai looked at it for a while, then got busy preparing various medicines, some for the village and some for his own needs.

Before he finished cleaning up, a little girl came to the door carrying a basket.

The food is delivered by Anderson's daughter, Connie, who is very strong.

Dole touched her head, took out a bottle of blue potion, and said, "Take this and give it to Aunt York."

Connie looked around Dole's room with quick eyes and saw a table full of books. She paused for a moment, then smiled sweetly, took the medicine and ran away.

Dole stood at the door, watching Connie leave with an expression neither sad nor happy.

The name of this town is Sanhekou Town. It is called a town, but it is actually just a larger village.

Although the town is small, it has everything you need, including doctors, teachers, and soldier instructors. The daily activities include morning exercises, swordplay, archery, and gunplay, with people practicing on the river beach. There is a break at noon, and occasional activities in the afternoon. Some people are sharpening swords, some are cutting bamboo to make arrows for training, some are going up the mountain to hunt, and some are forming teams to go up the mountain to collect herbs.

Because it is close to the mountains, there is a possibility that a few wild beasts will run out of the mountains and attack the village at any time, so everyone must know martial arts and archery.

The whole town is like a sophisticated machine, with each unit responsible for its own operation.

The village has a guard team who are responsible for lookout, guarding, and scouting the surroundings. It is really small but complete. As long as the children in the village are seven or eight years old, they need to do something. Although these children are small, they are all smart.

Dolai was only thirteen years old, and he felt quite envious when he saw these children.

After observing the village for a while and making sure that no one was coming to disturb him, he closed the door and prepared to start refining spell materials. The first thing he was going to refine was the material for the Burning Hands.

White phosphorus, sulfur, charcoal, and some magic crystal powder may seem like simple things, but if an ordinary person were asked to refine them, they would probably never be able to do it in their lifetime.

Although the four materials have proportions and weighing units, the so-called weighing unit is only an approximate value, not an exact number. Ultimately, it still depends on mental sensing, the physical properties of the materials, and the energy ratios contained in them. These all have requirements. If you really want to follow the exact proportions, it will most likely not work. Otherwise, if it is so simple, ordinary people can do it.