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The moment the liquid entered my throat, a warm sensation rose from my stomach and quickly spread to my limbs and bones.

It wasn't a burning or stinging sensation, but a slow, continuous feeling, like being soaked in warm water.

The feeling spread from my chest to my shoulder, and from my shoulder to my entire arm. Wherever it went, the pain seemed to be slowly drawn away by something.

Lin Yuwei looked down at her left shoulder.

The wound beneath the bandage, which had been bleeding, has now stopped bleeding significantly.

She carefully unwrapped the bandage, revealing the charred bullet hole... The skin around the wound was healing at a visible speed.

New granulation tissue grew from the bottom of the wound, pink like tender buds in early spring, gradually filling the hole.

First the muscles, then the skin.

In just a few minutes, the shocking gunshot wound turned into a pink scar. Then the scar began to fade, its color changing from dark red to light red, from light red to pale pink, and finally... it disappeared completely.

The skin on my shoulders was as smooth as ever, without a single mark.

Lin Yuwei stared blankly at her left shoulder, then raised her hand and touched it.

It doesn't hurt.

No discomfort.

She tried moving her shoulder and found it moved freely, just like before the injury.

She leaned against the wall and let out a long breath.

Those bastards have guns.

She recalled what had happened a few hours earlier...

She had just come out of that intelligence point, holding the blue map in her hand, and was preparing to find an evacuation point to leave.

Then she saw a group of people, five or six tall white men, carrying knives and sticks, and one man holding a handgun.

She turned and ran. The group chased after her, shouting as they went. She couldn't understand what they were saying, but the tone of their voices was clear enough without needing a translator.

A shot rang out; the bullet flew past her ear and struck a nearby tree trunk, scattering wood chips everywhere. The second shot felt like a hard punch to her left shoulder; she staggered forward two steps, nearly falling.

But she didn't stop. She gritted her teeth and kept running, disappearing into a thicket of bushes, emerging from the other side, circling around, and finally finding her escape point.

Luckily, she ran fast. Luckily, those people didn't catch up. Luckily, the bullet didn't hit a vital spot.

Lin Yuwei looked down at the deformed bullet on the ground, her eyes turning cold.

Don't let me run into you next time.

She picked up the bullet and placed it on the table, then took a pistol from the weapon rack in the corner of the cable car. It was black, heavy, and the magazine was full.

She hadn't finished sorting out today's harvest yet. But before that, she had to do one thing first.

Lin Yuwei opened her chat window with Su Mu and sent another message:

Thanks.

She didn't say many words of thanks. Some things are enough to keep in your heart.

......

When Su Mu received Lin Yuwei's message, he was studying the medicinal wine recipe.

Thanks.

He glanced at it, but didn't reply, continuing to study the formula with his head down.

This woman actually said thank you.

But he was too lazy to think about it anymore; he had more important things to do now.

This drawing was practically tailor-made for him... Blood Ginseng was just wondering how to use it, and here comes a medicinal wine recipe.

Moreover, the statement in the formula that "different medicinal materials produce different effects" clearly leaves room for high-quality medicinal materials.

Su Mu put the blueprints away, opened the trading channel, and posted a purchase request:

"We buy grain. Rice, millet, corn, sorghum, anything is fine, as long as it's a whole grain. One portion of whole grain can be exchanged for one portion of bread or biscuits. Bulk orders get preferential rates."

The message was sent out, and the private chat exploded almost immediately.

"Boss! I have rice! Five pounds, I'll trade it for five loaves of bread!"

"I have three pounds of millet; I'll exchange it for three servings of biscuits!"

"Want some sorghum? I have two pounds; I can trade it for two portions of food!"

Su Mu went through the list one by one, exchanging everything he could. Rice, millet, cornmeal, sorghum... In just over ten minutes, he had exchanged for more than thirty portions of coarse grains. The price he paid was more than thirty portions of bread and biscuits.

The people who traded for food were extremely grateful in the chat, feeling they had gotten a tremendous bargain. After all, in their view, rice was practically inedible in the apocalypse...

If you want to eat, you need to start a fire, and to start a fire you need wood. Starting a fire in the wild is practically inviting monsters to your doom. Instead of keeping these inedible things taking up space, it's better to exchange them for some ready-to-eat bread and biscuits.

Su Mu didn't feel he was losing out. His food reserves already exceeded two hundred portions, and exchanging thirty portions for grain was a drop in the ocean. Besides, these coarse grains weren't for him to eat... they were for brewing wine.

If people found out he was brewing alcohol from grains, he'd probably be torn to shreds on the channel. It's only been three days, everyone's struggling to find food, and he's already brewing alcohol? Extravagant, wasteful, and neglecting his proper duties.

But Su Mu didn't care.

He glanced at the mountain of food piled up in the corner... more than two hundred portions, enough to eat for two or three months. Bread and biscuits have a limited shelf life, and since they're just sitting there, he might as well exchange them for something useful.

Moreover, if this medicinal wine can truly be brewed using blood ginseng, its effects would absolutely justify the cost of all this grain.

Su Mu prepared all the materials... thirty portions of coarse grains, one portion of glass essence, and then took out the blood ginseng from his backpack.

He carefully removed the damp soil from the wrapping, and the blood ginseng lay quietly inside, its entire body vermilion and its surface covered with fine patterns.

The root that was severed by shrapnel had formed a dark red scab at the break, as if the wound had healed.

Su Mu pulled a small knife out of his backpack and cut a small section off the thinnest root of the blood ginseng... about the length of a fingernail and the thickness of a little finger.

A drop of dark red liquid seeped from the broken surface, and that fresh scent wafted out again, filling the entire cable car with an indescribable fragrance.

He didn't cut too much.

This is my first time brewing, so I don't know how it will turn out. I'm just testing the waters first. Besides, with something like blood ginseng, you have to use as little as possible, so it's always better to use it sparingly.

Su Mu rinsed the small section of root with mineral water and set it aside. Then he wrapped the blood ginseng in damp soil again and put it back in the corner.

Then, he opened the medicinal wine recipe.

[Would you like to brew "Medicinal Wine"? Consumes 30 Grains, 1 Glass Essence, and 1 Herb. Time required: 10 minutes.]

confirm.

And with his confirmation.

A glass jar appeared out of thin air on the crafting table... about the size of two fists, transparent, with a wooden stopper at the mouth.

Following the recipe's instructions, Su Mu first poured thirty portions of coarse grains into the jar, then added the small piece of blood ginseng root, and finally poured in the glass essence... That substance melted upon heating, turning into a transparent liquid that completely soaked the grains and herbs in it.

The bottle was sealed tightly, and a faint blue light emanated from the work surface.

[Medicinal wine brewing... Remaining time: 9 minutes and 58 seconds.]