Strange examined Stark on the operating table. This time, however, he was not checking for diseases, but examining his physical characteristics. Schiller held the medical records and documented the report.
The two of them could not get out now, but that did not mean they could not send information out. Although the nurse looked vicious, he was clearly someone they could communicate with. If they had him deliver the news and split the reward fifty-fifty, they could make a tidy little profit.
Of course, all the money Stark had on him had definitely been thoroughly looted. Their final haul was three gold coins, over twenty silver coins, and six or seven copper coins.
Schiller did not know the exchange rate in this world, but it did not appear to be decimal-based. That was good news, though—it meant the copper coins might be worth more than they had imagined.
Unfortunately, the gun in Stark's hand had been conjured by magic, so they could not take it. Otherwise, this job would have been a massive score.
After finishing the looting, Schiller gave Stark an injection. Intravenous injection was very simple; anyone with hands could do it. After Strange explained the key techniques, Schiller succeeded on his first try.
He sighed regretfully, then stuffed Stark back into the passage with Strange. Once the gate closed, they heard something heavy hit the floor. When the passage opened again, Stark had already disappeared.
"I think we should celebrate our first successful treatment." As Schiller stuffed all the gold coins into his pocket, he pulled the small purple crystal core they had found inside the raven from his other pocket.
Strange looked at it, then shook his head. "It should be some kind of energy crystal. The magical system here is completely different from ours. They