I opened a clinic in the Abyss World

Researching the abnormal behavior of the Crimson Moon Night Beast is currently a very important research direction for Charlotte.

Given the ferocity of the monster tide, he currently only plans to capture one or two weak monsters under the red moon to observe and dissect them.

However, the seemingly harmless girl in front of them was actually a formidable figure who wandered the wilderness on the night of the red moon, collecting the undead spirits of magical beasts.

"What's so special about your curse?" Charlotte asked.

"Maybe my eyes will turn red too." Martha looked up at Charlotte, her golden eyes gradually turning red, gleaming with an eerie light.

Charlotte resisted the urge to draw her sword; the eyes of the monsters on the night of the red moon were indeed like that, but Martha did not lose control.

"During the first Red Moon Night, I almost lost control, but I later unexpectedly found a way to control myself, so I became the only sane person among the monsters," Martha said.

"What method of control?" Charlotte pressed.

"The first time I went berserk, I fell into a valley filled with thorny grass. I was covered in thorns and accidentally ate a few leaves, which caused me excruciating pain, but the madness gradually subsided." Martha still looked a little shaken. "Later, I picked some leaves and carried them with me. On the night of the red moon, I would swallow two leaves, and sure enough, it suppressed the madness in my blood. After eating them a few times, I was able to control myself and no longer needed to eat them."

Charlotte looked at Martha with eyes full of light. If what she said was true, it would be a huge breakthrough for the mystery of the monsters going berserk on the night of the red moon!

Although he hasn't started researching how the Red Moon affects magical beasts, he may have accidentally obtained a method from Martha on how to suppress the berserk state of magical beasts.

Martha felt Charlotte's gaze was a little too intense, and couldn't help but think of some rumors about creepy uncles. She reminded her, "Boss, we're in an employer-employee relationship now, so we can't be so frivolous."

Charlotte grabbed Martha's hand: "It's too dangerous outside, let's not go out. If you can't sleep, come on, let's go to my room and play for a while, I can't sleep either."

"Isn't this... not a good idea?" Martha looked resistant. Could it be that Charlotte started to reveal her true nature after Vivian and Kasha fell asleep?

Charlotte realized she might have startled the little girl, so she quickly released her hand and explained, "Don't misunderstand, I'm just very interested in that thorny grass you mentioned, and I'd like to talk to you about it in detail. My study is in my room, and there are many books there. Perhaps we can find out what kind of grass it is."

Martha sized him up and asked in a low voice, "You also become a beast on the night of the red moon?"

"No, I'm just researching this question, about why monsters go berserk on the night of the red moon and launch hordes of beasts to attack the city." Charlotte shook her head.

Martha was immediately filled with respect, then asked in confusion, "But aren't you a doctor?"

"Actually, I have another hidden profession," Charlotte said seriously.

"What's your profession?" Martha asked curiously.

"Red Moon Researcher"

"What is that?"

"Amateur scientist".

  

"And what is that?"

"Anyway, it's about doing big things. Your experience could be a key discovery for Red Moon research, so please cooperate with my work," Charlotte said earnestly, looking at her.

"Fine..." Martha realized that she definitely wouldn't be able to leave tonight.

Charlotte led Martha upstairs to her room and then locked the door behind her.

"Oh no..." Martha sensed something was wrong.

"Come over here." Charlotte pulled Martha to sit down at the desk, took out the encyclopedia of potion materials he had obtained from the system from the bookshelf, and asked Martha to describe the thorny grass in detail, trying to find the answer in the book.

"I'm not playing anymore, I'm going to sleep." Martha tried hard to keep her eyelids open, but she couldn't stay awake any longer in the middle of the night.

It's not that she, a professional night owl, isn't professional enough; it's just that wandering in the wilderness and sitting at a desk with a pile of books are two completely different experiences, and the latter is just too hypnotic.

"If we go into the wilderness, will you be able to find that herb?" Charlotte asked.

Martha nodded: "We can find it, but that valley is more than 200 kilometers away from the abyss. Not counting the outer area, we haven't seen the same grass anywhere else. It only grows there."

"Shall we go into the wilderness first thing tomorrow morning and dig up some grass?" Charlotte asked, looking at her.

Martha shook her head: "I usually only come out at night. During the day, the wilderness is full of adventurers, which is too dangerous for me. Tomorrow night, I can go into the wilderness alone to help you dig herbs."

"Are you sure you're okay going into the wilderness alone at night?"

"I've been wandering the wilderness for a year, only venturing out at night. Monsters generally won't attack me, but adventurers might. Besides, I have Blackie now; riding it is much faster than riding you," Martha chuckled.

Charlotte: "..."

He had just experienced being attacked by other adventurers for no reason, and Martha's words were not untrue; she had extremely rich experience in wilderness survival.

"Okay, the grass needs to be dug up by the roots; I plan to plant it. Besides that, I also need you to help me capture some common magical beasts that are easily corrupted on the night of the red moon," Charlotte said.

"Okay." Martha yawned, shuffling towards the bed while looking at him sleepily. "Where am I sleeping tonight? It wouldn't be good to bother Vivian at this hour, would it?"

"Then you can sleep here, I haven't..."

Before he could finish speaking, Martha had already ripped off her cloak, kicked off her shoes, lay down on the bed, and instantly entered hibernation mode.

Charlotte: "..."

Charlotte walked to the bedside, somewhat speechless, and pulled the blanket over her.

The girl's face was very small, smaller than his palm, with delicate and lovely features. Unfortunately, she snored when she slept, which ruined some of the beauty.

Amidst the girl's soft snoring, Charlotte returned to her desk and began writing her research proposal.

Martha's appearance brought Charlotte some new ideas.

First, whether thorny grass can effectively interrupt the berserk state of monsters is something that deserves in-depth research.

Secondly, having a helper who can freely roam the wilderness at night allows him to do many things that he would otherwise have to do himself in the wilderness.

For example, on a red moon night, if he needs to capture a few magical beasts for research, he can entrust this task to her.

Charlotte took out the black stone from her spatial ring and glanced at the group chat, which was quiet.

Members of the Red Moon organization rarely chat idly in group chats.

Once Charlotte realized the hermit's true identity, she could understand why it was strange for such a powerful figure to be making casual remarks all the time.

There were two unread messages from the witch.

[Witch: Is my clansman, who was afflicted by the cursed mist, alright?]

[Witch: I've made some new discoveries about the cursed mist, which might be helpful to you.]

Charlotte thought for a moment and replied:

[Miracle: I've found a potion that will allow her to continue living on land, containing the blood of a monster from the Red Moon Night as an ingredient. However, her seawater allergy problem remains unresolved. Tell me about your new discovery.]

[Witch: Impressive! As expected of a potion master, you developed the corresponding potion so quickly! My clansman is truly lucky to have met you.]

Deep in the sea, at the edge of a black mist, the witch's fingers tapped rapidly on a black rock, her face showing undisguised surprise.

Ever since the miracle sent her a message asking for help, she began to study the cursed mist. The more she studied it, the more troubled she became, and she couldn't even understand how sea creatures could survive in the cursed mist.

Unexpectedly, a miracle actually happened; he developed a drug that could prolong her survival on land.

[Witch: Based on my research over this period, this cursed mist is likely related to the undead sea beasts that died on the night of the red moon. A large number of these undead, dying in a short period, gather together to form the cursed mist. Furthermore, the cursed mist can devour and merge with each other, becoming increasingly larger.]

Charlotte glanced at the message and then subconsciously looked at Martha, who was fast asleep on the bed. The Cursed Moon was related to the undead, and Martha had gained immunity to the Red Moon because of the curse and a thorny plant.

Is there some kind of connection between the two?

[Miracle: So, to break the curse on her, we still need to start with the Red Moon?]

[Witch: That's right, the Red Moon is the root of everything, and the Curse of the Undead is one direction you can look at. I will continue to research the Cursed Mist for the next period of time, and I will notify you as soon as I make any new discoveries.]

[Miracle: Okay, I'll let you know as soon as I make any new discoveries.]

Charlotte put away the black stone and fell into deep thought.

The next Red Moon Night is in three days, and he needs to prepare a potion for Kasha according to Leo's recipe.

The medicine could only alleviate her suffering from living on land; it could not cure her condition.

If we add thorny grass to that potion to help Martha get rid of the effects of the Red Moon, would it have any other effects?

Once Martha brings back the herbs, it's worth a try.

He opened the encyclopedia at hand and began to read. He made improvement plans for several potions, but whether he could refine potions with better effects remained to be verified.

Before we knew it, a hint of dawn had broken outside the window.

Charlotte went into the bathroom, washed up, changed her clothes, and went out.

Martha was still fast asleep in bed. Given her night owl habits, it would be more appropriate to wake her up around lunchtime.

"Boss, Martha is missing." Vivian walked into the kitchen.

"She slept in my room last night," Charlotte said calmly, scooping the noodles out of the pot and placing a golden-brown fried egg in each bowl.

Vivian stared at him in shock: "What?! Last night, after we were asleep, you took her to your room, and then..."

Kasha looked at Charlotte with surprise, and felt a strange sadness, even though she had arrived first.

"Stop your strange associations. Last night we just had a very serious exchange and study session. Because it was so late, she slept in my room." Charlotte shoved the bowl of noodles into Vivian's hands. "And me, I didn't sleep a wink all night."

"Is that really true?" Vivian asked, looking incredulous.