Noxus Glory

Chapter 4: The Gray Pharmacy's Alchemy Potions

Winter has arrived, the weather is getting colder, and time is starting to seem to be turning upside down.

Between sunrise and sunset, the days are short and the nights are long.

When Huo Jixing went out again, the sky over the camp was gradually turning yellow, as if a black curtain was about to descend and cover the mountains.

On the bluestone road, Huo Jixing walked slowly, letting the cold wind brush his face, and his slightly restless mood gradually calmed down.

As you turn the corner, a cluster of low, interlocking, light gray buildings comes into view.

Gray pharmacy!

The area within the Noxian camp where wounded soldiers are treated and medicines are provided is jokingly referred to by Noxian soldiers as the Gray Cemetery, representing the birth of life and the final resting place of death.

The increasingly intense war situation has caused a surge of people to come and go here.

The murky air was filled with the smell of herbs, as well as some other peculiar, indistinguishable odors.

Huo Jixing stepped into the gray pharmacy, skillfully crossed the door, turned right, and entered an open reception room.

In some of the crowded rooms, Noxian soldiers were receiving treatment. He had nothing to do, so he leaned against the wall and looked around.

An old table, a messy wooden shelf, and some metal instruments and colorful liquids whose names I don't know.

It doesn't look like a normal medical clinic; it looks more like a laboratory.

After a short wait, the treatment was over. The Noxian soldier, clutching his bandaged arm, hurriedly left, and he took the opportunity to sit in the empty chair in front of him.

Across the table, the Noxian physician, dressed in a gray robe, looked up at Huo Jixing as someone sat down, a faint smile appearing on his wrinkled face: "It's you. You're quite punctual."

"Hmm"

As the Noxian physician examined Huo Jixing, his smile faded, and his gaze turned grave. Finally, he spoke in a low voice, "How is your recovery going?"

"It's alright, the recovery is going well."

Huo Jixing noticed the changes in the Noxian doctor's expression, smiled and nodded slightly. With the data panel, he could clearly know the changes in his body.

"Let me take a look first." The Noxian doctor walked up to Huo Jixing, stretched out his hands, and gently pressed on Huo Jixing's shoulders, heart, abdomen, and inner thighs.

"The recovery is indeed quite good!" The Noxian doctor stood up and looked at Huo Jixing with some surprise. He still remembered Huo Jixing's miserable appearance when he first met him, but he didn't say anything.

Each of them has their own unique secrets, and he doesn't pry into others' secrets out of curiosity.

The Noxian doctor returned to his desk, bent down, opened a drawer, took out a glass bottle containing a green potion, and placed it in front of Hojixing.

"This is the last dose of medicine. After taking it, your body will be almost fully recovered."

"Thank you!" Huo Jixing said, taking the green potion.

Knowing the Noxian doctor's temperament, he didn't linger. After thanking him, he turned and left the room.

After stepping out of the gray pharmacy's iron gate, Huo Jixing looked back at the light gray building complex behind him.

As night fell, the crowds gradually dispersed, and some Noxian soldiers wrapped in bandages could be seen coming and going; from time to time, painful groans and cries of death echoed in the air; or there were some expressionless medical personnel carrying shrouds, taking the cold corpses inside to the crematorium not far away.

"Life?"

Huo Jixing stared silently at the vivid yet cold scene before him, suddenly understanding something, but unable to put it into words.

He took a deep breath, gripped the alchemical potion tightly in his hand, and strode away with a determined expression.

After leaving the gray pharmacy, it gradually got dark.

Huo Jixing quickly finished his dinner, and while he still had some time, he washed up and immediately returned to his room.

Noxus camps have explicit prohibitions.

Rest after sunset; do not wander around, make noise, or gather in groups at night.

Violators will be severely punished without exception.

As the dark night descended, the bustling camp gradually fell silent, with only the flickering starlight and the bright yellow firelight illuminating the curtain of darkness.

In the cramped room, Huo Jixing sat on the edge of the bed, taking out the alchemical potion from his pocket by the starlight and night light filtering through the window.

Inside the simple, rough glass bottle, a murky green liquid swayed, and a strange herbal smell filled the air.

Huo Jixing examined the alchemical potion in his hand, recalling the scene when he first saw his body: hideous wounds covered his body, large areas of flesh frozen to death, and the bare white bones and ruptured organs faintly visible.

If it weren't for the timely rescue by the Noxian physician and the alchemical potion he was given, he might not have survived that night.

At the same time, the alchemical potion was one of only two items he had seen related to the supernatural during this period.

Goooo!

Without much hesitation, Huo Jixing pulled out the wooden cap, shook the green liquid in the glass bottle, closed his eyes, tilted his head back, and drank it down.

"It's alright, the taste hasn't changed, it's the same as always."

After finishing his drink, Huo Jixing smacked his lips; the lingering taste was somewhat bitter.

He put away the bottle, sat on the edge of the bed, and waited for the alchemical potion to take effect.

A moment later, a warm current seemed to appear out of thin air, spreading from inside the body to the limbs, as if someone was massaging the body, or as if soaking in a hot spring.

Especially on this cold winter night, the appearance of the warm current is like putting Huo Jixing under the midsummer sun, and fine beads of sweat appear on his forehead.

However, this feeling comes and goes quickly.

About four or five seconds later, the warm current disappeared, and the chill of winter crept back into the body.

"What a pity!" Huo Jixing sighed softly. Thinking about it, it made sense. The alchemical potions that could be provided to the legion's soldiers could not be any expensive medicine.

Moreover, as far as he knew, the Noxian Empire had a strict hierarchy.

Nobles and extraordinary individuals are the true rulers of this empire.

While his body was still warm, Huo Jixing wanted to practice his swordsmanship again, but he gave up after seeing the sword marks on the wooden table.

He then got up and began to train in the small room.

Do 150 push-ups.

Do 200 sit-ups.

Do 200 squats.

After finishing everything, Huo Jixing, panting, wiped the fine sweat from his forehead and opened the data panel.

Name: Huo Jixing

[Essence: 0]

【Strength: 1.22】

[Physical Fitness: 1.18]

[Agility: 1.24]

【Spirit: 2.15】

[Skill: Advanced Warrior, Wilderness Survival]

[Talent: None]

The average attribute value for a normal adult male is 1.

"Sure enough, my body has almost recovered." Huo Jixing looked at the various attributes displayed on the data panel and a smile appeared on his lips.

Whether it's strength and physique, or agility and spirit, the data attributes displayed on the panel have surpassed those of a normal adult male.

He could feel it during the training session just now, because it was much easier than before.

"skill."

Huo Jixing's gaze fell on the skill; the [Advanced Warrior] was still in an illusory state and could fall at any moment.

"We need to make good use of the remaining time, otherwise..."

Freljord is no benevolent land. Whether it's the deceased predecessor or the few pieces of information about Freljord in his memory, they all tell of the cruelty of that frozen northern land.

He needs to improve himself as much as possible in the time to come so that he can survive in this war.

"Survive"

Huo Jixing, resting his head on his arms, seemed to be thinking of something, and a bitter feeling welled up in his heart.

There was a time when simply surviving became a luxury.

Although working 996 in his previous life was a blessing, and he was overwhelmed by mortgage and car loan payments, at least this is a peaceful era. As long as he doesn't demand too much of himself and doesn't care about other people's opinions, life is still pretty good.

Here, he had no choice but to focus on survival.

It was somewhat ironic, yet so real and cruel that he couldn't control himself.

Thoughts surged into his mind like a tide, and Huo Jixing, covered with a thick, tattered quilt, fell into a deep sleep.

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