My Way

Chapter 86: Same but Different Aloneness

The moon has reached its brightest moment.

Under the baking flame, one hundred and forty-five pills are undergoing their final shaping.

At this moment.

After going through the processing steps, these pills called [Marching Pills] no longer emit any noticeable fragrance.

The so-called [Marching Pill], as its name suggests, was originally invented in this world to meet the needs of the army's ultra-long-distance marches.

Designed specifically for special areas where fire is not suitable for cooking and for hot situations that are too intense to handle food.

After all, no matter what, eating is everyone's most basic need.

No matter how regular the troops are.

There is no guarantee that they will still have sufficient fighting power when they are hungry.

of course.

The [Marching Pill] refined by Ling Wuyuan was definitely not the original version, but a more expensive enhanced version.

As a special elixir whose formula can be adjusted according to the needs of the user, the basic version of [Marching Pill] costs only twenty or thirty copper coins, but the enhanced version can have no upper limit.

At the moment, the pill recipe that Ling Wuyuan is using comes from the pharmacopoeia left behind by the Canghu Bailiu Palace, and it should have been adjusted by a senior alchemist.

Wait until the baking step is completed.

Ling Wuyuan didn't care whether the things were hot or not. He picked one up and put it under his nose to sniff.

It is round in shape, with a yellowish-earth surface, a little smaller than a quail egg, and doesn't have much flavor.

Although one could still faintly smell the medicinal fragrance when getting closer, the smell was very, very faint. Even the charcoal smell left on the surface of the pill was a bit stronger than the medicinal fragrance.

After putting it in his mouth and taking a bite, Wuyuan's biggest feeling was that it was a bit dry.

This is because the moisture inside has long been baked dry.

Then there is a very strong bitter and fishy smell.

To be honest, the food is not very tasty.

If this thing was normal food.

Then Ling Wuyuan's evaluation of it is that it is not as good as eating raw lemon and bitter gourd.

But this stuff is medicine, so taste doesn't matter.

After the food went down his stomach, it didn't take long for Wu Yuan to quickly digest it thanks to his strong stomach acid and special digestive ability, which was many times stronger than that of a normal human and could easily digest even the bones of wild animals as hard as metal.

Soon after, he felt a strange heat starting from his stomach and intestines, moving toward the rest of his organs, and then slowly flowing through his blood to all parts of his body...

this moment.

Although it tasted terrible, there was still a distinct bitter taste in my mouth.

But Ling Wuyuan could clearly feel that his body was expressing a certain sense of satisfaction.

That is the feeling of satisfaction that a hungry organ finally gets from a large amount of nutrition!

That feeling of satisfaction has nothing to do with taste.

Rather, it is based on the living organism's instinctive pursuit of nutrition and growth!
At this moment, Ling Wuyuan could feel that even the blood and energy that was continuously circulating in his body was flowing a little faster.

It's like being injected with a whole new source of power.

"The effect of the medicine is much better than expected..."

"Is it mainly because of the addition of monster blood...?"

Ling Wuyuan had some guesses about the truth of the matter, but he couldn't be completely sure.

He plans to conduct several comparative experiments in the future.

but.

He actually understood one thing.

That is, I have more or less wasted those medicinal herbs...

The reason is simple. Normally speaking, a qualified alchemist must at least be at the [Qi Nourishing Realm] in terms of strength!
The reason for such a requirement is very simple - [True Qi].

When refining pills, [true Qi] as an artificially manipulated external force can further stimulate the efficacy contained in the medicinal materials themselves, so that the final product has a huge difference in the efficacy!
Moreover, for alchemists who possess [True Qi], [True Qi] can also shape the pills remotely during the process of refining the medicine, without the need for the alchemist to slowly rub the pills with bare hands. That would look so weird...

It's like a chef is kneading meatballs.

I know, I know you are making medicine.

If you don’t know, you would think you were making braised lion head.

Therefore, compared to a real alchemist, Ling Wuyuan is undoubtedly a complete rookie.

The biggest advantage is that the theoretical knowledge is rich enough.

Through reading a wide range of books, the knowledge he acquired was even far superior to that of many formal alchemists.

But in the final analysis, even though he knew a lot, his lack of [True Qi] was still an unavoidable flaw, so he could only choose the most rudimentary approach...

It's like a chef without pot, stove, knife and seasoning.

This fully demonstrates that no matter how abundant the knowledge and how good the technology is, it must meet the prerequisites before it can be effective.
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Shortly after.

There are no lights.

Ling Wuyuan was lying in a dark, opaque animal skin tent.

He did nothing.

He just lay there quietly, without moving, staring blankly at the seams on the top of the tent.

Now, as it was the first night after he left the White Crow Gang, his heart was inevitably a little complicated.

Ling Wuyuan understood that from now on, the previous life where he had to face all threats alone had finally returned for the second time.

later.

There will no longer be a situation where there are people watching over you or patrolling around you while you are sleeping.

Even in sleep.

He needs to remain extremely vigilant and be prepared for any possible attacks.

Moreover, leaving the White Crow Gang also means that he will once again step into the extremely cruel outside world.

There are no partners, no leaders, no rules...

From now on, the only thing left is for you to decide on...

In a trance.

He felt as if he smelled a scent of blood.

A bloody smell from the future...

In the darkness.

He couldn't help but stretch out a hand.

A white palm.

A hand that could not be seen in the daytime at all, and easily killed thousands of people.

He understood that in his life, after going through the transformation from being a lonely beggar in childhood to becoming a member of the White Crow Gang, he eventually returned to being alone at the beginning and became single once again.

White Crow Gang...

After all, it is just a stop in one's life.

I will eventually move on.

However, even if I have returned to being alone.

I finally got the power I always dreamed of.

Like the past.

It's not like the past.

Your own life, your own future, your own thoughts, your own ideas... you will eventually hold them firmly in your hands!!
This moment.

Ling Wuyuan's fist was clenched tightly with veins bulging! !
Hundreds of tons, thousands of tons of power, are released in it! !
In his eyes, a certain obscure power was also flowing, bringing more colors and changes to his life...

(End of this chapter)