Chapter 8 (1/2)
An Xian spent the entire morning strolling around the trading market, purchasing nearly 5W worth of restorative materials. Only Pogushaling was regarded as a stroke of good fortune, earning her the most bargain among them. Other high-quality restorative materials had owned such inferior opportunities, losing their genuine value. There had to be more top-tier materials at the auction, but the exorbitant prices turned An Xian off from going. Besides, what genuinely moved her heart was the Immortal Magic Fungus Spirit Grass that seemed to cease to live in this era. Regardless, ordinary medicinal materials could still reach her current demands in concocting medicines.
An Xian left her address to deliver the goods and planned to go to the plantation to purchase many herbs seeds.
The plantation was erected in a ladder-like shape, with temperature, humidity, light, and other aspects adjustable to one’s liking. If one entered this area, the two adjacent stairs with different artificial environments would greet them first. The herbs cultivated in this way yielded a slow growth cycle and relatively stable efficacy when refined as drugs. However, the spiritual energy contained by the plants was sparse, almost non-existent in some ways. Others may heed no concern, but the first condition for choosing herbs and flowers required the density of the aura content.
By the first round of strolling, An Xian found nothing. Searching for another channel to purchase seeds in the future would do her better. The processed medicinal materials must at least incorporate the spiritual paper of the pharmacist. Even her lowest standard requirements for large-scale artificially cultivated plants were challenging to meet.
An Xian spun on her heels and walked out of the plantation, intending to return home.
Not far away, Ou Hao headed towards the particular route and came across An Xian head-on. His face bore dark clouds and seemed indescribable at an alarming rate. Ou Hao inhaled a few times, telling himself to accept his fate. He was about to say something, but he watched as the other party neither squinted nor looked sideways and straight away walked past him before his eyes. The person carried on like the whistling of the wind, unbothered and unrestrained, as he walked farther away. Ou Hao fell into a trance and thought the person gave him such a sense of distance too far to reach, even with all his might.
By the time he came back to his senses, An Xian already walked far. Shame entwined Ou Hao’s heart. This kind of lofty indifference was more lethal than verbal attacks, and it was upsetting to consider because the other party was the tiny person he had always looked down on.
Roy’s talent was far inferior to him. But it was strange enough when he ranked above Ou Hao in grades and so much that he was even admitted to Bellevue Medical School in the end. Although the Vincent University he currently studied at kept its ranking by a marginal difference, Ou Hao was still mentally unstable.
‘What qualifications did a person with such an awful talent have to enter Bellevue Medical School?’ Ou Hao suspected the inheritance brought about Roy’s school status the orphanage dean left to him.
He gritted his teeth hard enough as he thought indignantly that a thick face should be revealed to anyone and receive contempt from the masses!
An Xian was oblivious that she was inexplicably marked up with a Hatred Debuff and might lose blood and character. The restorative materials she bought were also delivered the moment she got home. After she busied herself by dividing the ingredients into their categories and preparing the prescriptions, the tedious and cumbersome concocting medicines began.
It took at least three days to refine the medicine this time. An Xian was unperturbed and isolated herself from what was going on in the outside world. The medicines on the shelves of the Huahua World shop had been emptied. The flower friends grew more and more thirsty for panacea as they eagerly waited for the Leader of Huahua World to feed them.
[I have experienced the wonders of Lague Master’s medicine, and I fell out of an interest in drugs from other pharmacies.]
[The League Master’s shop doesn’t look good. Just where is he wandering around?!]
[I guess the Leader may devote himself to developing new drugs, ready to surprise us.]
[I think there may be truth in what upstairs said.]
[Truth +1.]
[While the new medicine is not yet on the shelves, it is better to show you the flowers that the Huahua Leader sent me recently. (Daomei)]
This prompt immediately received enthusiastic responses from most of the flower friends.
Mi Duo received a golden magnolia, a flower with a high medicinal value, a distinct flower shape, and a dark fragrance. At first glance, the appearance of the flower held little beauty to attract attention. Its branches were thin and twisted, and both the leaves and stems were elongated. The only remarkable thing was that the flower bloomed well, and the white petals catered no streak of other colors.
Mi Duo started a live broadcast, and this time, in her own home.
Folding Plum Sage Doctor: [Golden orchid is a common Orchidaceae plant with a flowering period of only ten days to half a month, at most. Since it is hard to raise and the flowering period is short, the price is not high.]
Daomei: [Isn’t it easy to raise? It has been more than a month since I received this golden orchid.]
Folding Plum Holy Hand: [……..]
Winter’s Little White Goose: [Hahahaha, sitting and watching the face of upstairs being beaten.]
Folding Plum Holy Hand: [Ordinary golden orchids really cannot have a one-month flowering period. Is your plant a mutant variety?]
Lazybones: [The timeframe mentioned by Daomei is the time when she’s at home. The actual flowering period may grow longer than the standard.]
Folding Plum Holy Hand: [So this golden orchid is indeed a mutant variety. Daomei, you earned such a gift.]
Daomei: [Hee hee, I feel that my luck has become good since I met the leader.]
Winter’s Little White Goose: [Daomei, you don’t want to shift your love to someone else. Be careful of your chambers of imperial concubines as they might send dog blood to the Leader.]
Daomei: [I’m already a fangirl of the leader (covers face)~~]
During this small talk, a meow came from the side. Mi Duo tore her eyes away from the monitor, followed the sound direction, and saw them sprung up on the table and land straight to the flowerpot.
“Don’t!” The alarm bells started ringing in her head. Mi Duo propped herself, wanting to block the cat’s path, but it was too late. She only heard a “clang,” and the flowerpot which housed the golden orchid stumbled and rushed to the ground, pieces of tiles and soil scattered into a pile. Some even almost hit Mi Duo’s feet, who was in shock at what just happened.
Mi Duo ignored the live broadcast and dived over on the pile, gaping at the broken branches that could never have the chance to regrow again. Her heart felt so aggrieved, and she felt like crying, but no tears came out.
The eye-ball-like spherical camera flew into the air. The lens intelligently tracked the woebegone figure of Mi Duo.