I can see experience bars after being transported to another world.

Lu Yuan quickly pulled a small bottle of high-grade holy water from the inside pocket of his trench coat and unscrewed the stopper.

It was poured onto the stained area on Kel's shoulder.

"hiss--"

The moment the holy water seeped in, the spread of the dark green veins under the skin slowed down noticeably, as if someone had pressed them down from the side.

Kai gritted his teeth and remained silent.

Lu Yuan didn't look at it any longer and stuffed the remaining half bottle into Frank's hand.

"Milo, do it the same way, quick!"

"clear."

Lu Yuan stood up.

Of the three solutions provided by the research team, only the seed can truly solve the problem; the seed is located in room seven of area C.

We need to hurry.

"Hank, carry Kay on your back."

"Yes!"

Hank didn't ask any more questions, tucked the axe back into his waistband, and squatted down to let Kel climb up.

The boy was moving very slowly, but he managed to climb onto Hank's back by himself.

Frank had already wrapped Milo's arms tightly with strips of cloth and was supporting him with his shoulder.

The man retracted the metal plates of the robotic arm section by section into his sleeve, the scorch marks at the tube opening still emitting a wisp of white smoke.

He looked up and glanced at Lu Yuan.

"Good luck to you."

His tone was flat, revealing no emotion.

"I hope your team members don't die too horribly."

Lu Yuan didn't reply.

Without waiting for a response, the man gestured with his chin toward the other three people behind him.

"Target lost. Mission complete."

As he turned around, his gaze lingered on the "flame" at Lu Yuan's waist for an extra half second.

"Oh, right..."

"Your gun is good."

He left after saying that and never looked back.

The four people disappeared at the end of another street.

Haimon took the violin off his shoulder, turned it over, and wiped the surface of the violin with his sleeve.

Come over here.

He glanced at Kel on Hank's back, then at Milo on Frank's arm.

"Your buddy doesn't look too good."

He paused for a moment.

"I can't help you with healing people."

"I can save them." Lu Yuan's answer was brief.

Haimon smiled.

"That's good."

He slung the violin back over his shoulder.

"That was a lively night. Take care, and see you again someday."

After saying that, he turned and walked towards his companion.

The one carrying the wind instrument asked something in a low voice, and Haimon shook his head.

The three figures gradually disappeared into the darkness at the end of the street.

"Walk."

Beren was already standing in front, leaning on his cane, while Lu Yuan walked at the back.

The group headed towards the branch office.

Hank carried Kel in the middle of the group, while Frank supported Milo behind them.

The orange light of the streetlights shone on the empty stone slabs, illuminating the pile of charred remains that had been extinguished, and the lampposts that had been bent askew by the branches.

The corpses of the two mutated beings are still there.

We'll discuss these issues later.

Lu Yuan quickened his pace and caught up with Beren ahead.

"Don't worry," he said in a low voice. "There's still hope."

Beren didn't look up, nor did he slow his pace.

"Let's hurry up," Lu Yuan added.

The old man didn't say anything, he just walked faster.

Branch entrance.

Two hanging lamps were still on at night, and the gas lamps illuminated a small patch of stone slabs.

The two night watchmen on duty at the gate turned pale when they saw Hank carrying Kale rushing over.

"team leader!"

The person in front immediately stepped forward and reached out to take Kai'er.

"No need," Lu Yuan interrupted him. "Just take him directly to room seven in section C."

Another watchman had already noticed the dark green veins on Kale's shoulder and the green blisters on Milo's forearm.

His hand rested on the short gun at his waist.

"Is it contaminated?"

"Okay." Lu Yuan didn't stop. "Notify Deputy Chief of Staff Klaus that I'm handling things in Sector C, and ask him to come over."

"Yes."

The young man turned and ran towards the main building.

Another watchman made way and quickly caught up with Lu Yuan.

What else do we need?

"High-grade holy water, and any medicinal herbs with a fiery aura." Lu Yuan didn't even turn his head. "Have them delivered directly to room number seven, the sooner the better."

The watchman responded and ran towards the pharmacy on the flank.

In the corridor on the first floor of the branch office, some people who heard the commotion were already peeking out.

Kel, who was on Hank's back, was unconscious, his face pale, and the blackened fabric on his shoulder was particularly conspicuous under the gaslight.

Few watchmen have ever seen this kind of pollution, but those on duty at the branch tonight are all veterans, and everyone can tell that something is wrong.

No one dared to ask any more questions.

Lu Yuan led his team through the first-floor corridor and turned towards Section C.

Corridor in Zone C.

A night watchman stood in front of the iron door of room number seven.

Upon seeing the group, the Night's Watchman paused for a moment, then instinctively stepped forward.

Lu Yuan took out his key from his pocket and unlocked the door himself.

The lock turned twice, and the iron gate opened.

A warm breeze wafted out from under the door.

Just like two days ago, it felt like stepping into a room with a fireplace burning.

It smells like a seed.

The glass dome stands in the center of the room, about half a person's height, with the isolation inscription on the copper base operating quietly.

Inside the enclosure, the seeds with their pale golden amber shells rested quietly, while their warm orange buds swayed gently in the windless space.

"Move it in." Lu Yuan gestured for Hank to come in quickly, pointing to the floor to the left of the glass enclosure. "Place it closer."

Hank carefully crouched down, letting Kel slide off his back.

Frank helped Milo to the other side of the glass enclosure and made him sit against the wall.

The two wounded were placed in the position closest to the seeds.

Buren followed last into the room.

The old man stood at the door, his gaze sweeping over everyone and landing on Kai'er's shoulder.

The areas of the clothing that had been stained by the contaminated liquid had turned completely black, and dark green veins were clearly visible under the skin, spreading along the collarbone, and had spread even further than when it was on the street.

Buren's expression changed.

As a seasoned inscription master who had traveled far and wide, he knew better than anyone that for those who had not yet reached the transcendent level, the pain caused by this contamination was no less than torture.

More importantly, if not handled properly, Kai'er might suffer at best disability, and at worst, completely lose herself and be executed.

Without saying a word, he slammed his cane heavily on the ground, strode over to Kel, and squatted down beside him.

Hank and Frank stood at the door, not coming in.

Neither of them looked well.

Frank's lips moved as if he wanted to say something, but he swallowed it back.

Hank stood motionless, his arm still bearing traces of the dark green liquid that had been rubbed off when he carried the knife.

Lu Yuan didn't look at them.

He was already squatting down in front of Kale.

Deep within his left eye, the worm of knowledge wriggled slightly, its vision covering the contaminated area on Kel's shoulder.

The blackish-green pollution within sight was still slowly spreading, but fortunately, the effects of the high-level holy water had not yet faded, and the pollution of the forest species was being gradually suppressed, preventing it from devouring more flesh and blood for the time being.

Lu Yuan withdrew from his study and stood up.

"Go to the pharmacy and urge them to send the holy water over." He looked at the night watchman on duty.

The night watchman was stunned for a moment.

"Now."

The young man turned and ran away.

Lu Yuan turned to Boren.

The old man squatted down next to Kai'er, his right hand resting three centimeters from the edge of Kai'er's shoulder.

A flash of light occasionally appeared on his hand.

"The holy water can strip away the parasitic structure, but it's not enough," Lu Yuan said. "We need to add an accelerator."

He turned and walked toward the west wall.

After the seeds were brought in, the copper-faced experimental table was pushed to a corner, but no one touched the equipment on it.

The crucible, mortar, and an old-fashioned alchemy furnace were covered with a thin layer of ash.

Lu Yuan yanked off the cloth covering the stove and lit it.

As flames erupted, he was already unpacking the cloth bags that the logistics department had sent.

Three fire-infused herbs, and a small bottle of igniting essential oil.

Lu Yuan laid out the three items on the table and glanced at them.

Thoughts sink into the mind.

The solutions offered by those who specialize in street research only provide direction, not details.

"Fire-type herbs accelerate burning and decomposition," and even the specific herbs used are labeled "not yet identified."

But now the materials are right in front of us.

The gray and white text began to dance again at the edge of my field of vision.

Since the direction is already clear, all we need to do is fit these three ingredients into the existing framework—it only takes a few seconds.

When the gray text finished scrolling through, Lu Yuan's eyes already reflected a complete operation process.

It clearly explains which ingredient to grind first, which to bake, how many drops of igniting oil to add, the timing of adding holy water, and the rhythm of stirring.

Without hesitation, Lu Yuan grabbed the first herb and threw it into the mortar.

The wooden pestle struck down, once, twice, three times.

The powder scattered, but he didn't stop. On the fourth stroke, he poured the contents of the mortar into the crucible.

The second ingredient is dried leaves of fire grass.

Lu Yuan rubbed the powder between his fingers and sprinkled it in.

The third is the dark red, lumpy substance called Flame Stone.

He used tweezers to pick it up and brought it to the furnace opening. After a few breaths, when a charred crust just formed on the surface, he loosened the tweezers, threw it into the mortar and pestle to crush it, and poured it into the crucible.

The three herbs were placed together.

Lu Yuan picked up a glass rod and inserted it to stir. He rotated his wrist very quickly, one circle after another.

The powder in the crucible began to blend under heat and stirring, its color changing from mixed colors to dark red, and finally turning into a viscous paste.

Lu Yuan unscrewed the ignition oil and dripped two drops.

"laugh."

The ointment immediately emitted steam, its color changing from dark red to an almost coppery orange-gold, with a layer of fine bubbles rising to the surface.

A spicy, caramelized aroma wafted up.

The whole process took less than two minutes.

Beren stood beside the glass dome, watching Lu Yuan's actions without saying a word.

He's not an alchemist, so he can't tell if the technique is correct.

But he could tell from the speed that Lu Yuan was moving, as if he knew the answer in advance, and he didn't hesitate at any step.

"Berlen, open it." Lu Yuan took the crucible off the furnace. "Open all the inscriptions."

"Full power?"

"Um."

Buren didn't ask any more questions.

The tip of the cane landed on the outer edge of the inscription array on the chassis.

With a flash of light, the isolation runes failed layer by layer from the inside out.

The seeds inside the glass container reacted.

The pale golden amber shell instantly brightened, and the warm orange buds and leaves unfurled, twice as wide as before.

A warm aura emanated from the glass dome, filling the entire room.

Hank and Frank were still standing at the door, and they both felt it, like pushing open a door to a house with a fire on a winter night.

Rings of inscriptions kept appearing on Beren's cane as he carefully controlled it.

At the same time, as Buren opened the inscription, he raised an eyebrow slightly, because the aura before him was too clean, so clean that it didn't seem like something that should exist in this world.