Gao Wu: I grow stronger with each death.

Chapter 35 We must protect this kid.

"teammate?"

Wang Sheng paused for a moment and replied:

"I don't have any teammates, so I'll just form a random team. I've heard there are quite a few people who go there to explore."

Wenjing said anxiously:

"You dare to team up with those unknown martial artists outside? You're incredibly audacious. You probably don't know how dangerous they are. Many martial artists would kill for a pittance. After all, what happens inside the rift is hard for outsiders to know, so it amplifies the evil in people's hearts."

Dangerous? Easily killed?

Wang Sheng's first reaction upon hearing this was not fear, but rather excitement:

Wouldn't that be perfect?

He was also worried that the danger level in the fissure space was too low, and that he wouldn't die quickly enough.

Then Wenjing continued:

"How about this, I'll find a few junior students who are free and see if any of them are willing to go with you. That way, there will be far fewer dangers on the way."

"..."

Wang Sheng was speechless after hearing this. Why did you arrange things so meticulously, senior?

This is simply an obstacle to one's martial arts path!

But if I refuse outright, I doubt Wenjing will agree.

"Uh, I think I'd better not. I should be able to find teammates. Oh right, I remember now, I made some friends at my previous job. They'll probably help, so I won't trouble you, senior."

Upon hearing this, Wenjing could no longer insist:

"...Okay. Be careful then. After all, I'm the one helping you hide your whereabouts, so I have to be responsible for your safety. Well, that's all for now. Talk to you later."

After Wenjing hung up the phone, her gaze met Cheng Qiushui's curious big eyes.

"Senior, do you really believe him? What if he just wants to..."

Wenjing interrupted:

"I've thought of what you've thought of too. And regardless of whether this so-called friend is real or fake, you can't easily trust idle martial artists you meet in society... I'll post a mission at the school and find some junior students to follow him."

Upon hearing this, Cheng Qiushui sighed:

"Hey, senior, you're so good to Wang Sheng! You repurchased the 'Qi Concealing Technique' and issued protection missions, using up thirty credits already... Senior, you don't actually like him, do you?"

Wenjing smiled faintly and shook her head:

"It was just a two-time encounter, so there's no question of liking or disliking him. It's just that he's so talented; it would be a pity if he really died in an accident."

As Wenjing spoke, she took out her phone and posted the task on the campus network:

"Besides, the credits are useless. I'm going to be a junior soon, and after graduation I'll be going to the front lines. If I die, the credits will be even more useless."

Hearing this, Cheng Qiushui lowered her head sadly.

The name of Qingjiang Chaofan Practical Vocational College itself tells you where its graduates will go in the future.

For college students like them, the three-year mandatory military service after graduation is unavoidable. As the war intensifies, it seems that recruitment has expanded to include some ordinary undergraduate students from Wuhan University.

Only those exceptional individuals who are admitted to elite martial arts universities have the right to choose their own destiny and even the opportunity to truly shoulder the future of humanity, rather than dying as cannon fodder on the battlefield.

I wonder if Wang Sheng will be able to get into the elite Wuhan University in the future, so that he can live up to Wenjing's investment.

......

"Achoo! Who's chirping me from behind?"

Wang Sheng rubbed his nose and then strode forward with incredible speed.

He enjoyed the lightness in his body after entering the country and rushed home early.

Just then, his parents were both there, so he went straight to explaining that he was going out and even brought up Wenjing, his senior, to vouch for him.

Incidentally, he also displayed his martial prowess, telling his parents that he had become a true martial artist.

This action caused one of the couple to burst into tears, while the other laughed loudly, making the house even more lively than usual.

Afterwards, Wang Sheng had a simple dinner at home and went straight to the Wild Ambition Boxing Arena.

It was only 7 p.m.

Inside the office.

"Manager Liu, is Sister Yu not here right now?"

Liu Kun nodded from his office chair:

"It's still early; the boss is busy with other things. You came so early to collect cultivation resources, right?"

Wang Sheng smiled sheepishly:

"Yes. Does the boxing ring have a medicinal bath? If it's convenient, I plan to take a medicinal bath and then go straight into the ring to fight. I'll be traveling for a week or two after that, so I won't have time to come."

"There's no rush for the competition. You're new to Bronze Bone, so it's better for you to take some time to mature. That's also what Boss Yu wants."

As Liu Kun spoke, he got up and opened the door:

"Come with me, I'll take you to get the medicine. We have everything you can buy on the market here."

"Okay."

Since it was Sister Yu's decision that he wouldn't have to play for a short period of time, Wang Sheng couldn't be pretentious.

After all, his methods of using blood packs couldn't really withstand scrutiny from so many eyes.

Thinking it over, Wang Sheng quickly followed Liu Kun to the pharmacy.

"There are many medicinal baths to choose from here. You can basically choose any of the first-level medicines. You need to apply for the second-level medicines. But if you ask me, I would recommend that you use this 'Strengthening Bone and Marrow Liquid'. You are just starting out in the Copper Bone realm, and this is the key to building a solid foundation."

Wang Sheng shook his head:

"Actually, I have a family-inherited prescription. Let me get the herbs myself, then I won't need your prepared medicines."

"Grab the medicinal herbs?" Liu Kun was taken aback. "Even if you do get the herbs, who will prepare them? The boxing ring's pharmacist won't be here tonight."

"Don't worry about that, I can handle it myself."

"You can also concoct medicine?"

"Yes, I know a little."

Wang Sheng summoned the control panel and glanced at the information on it.

Advanced Pharmacology (Mastery): 10%

Intermediate Alchemy (Mastery): 10%

According to my memory, the level of mastery of intermediate-level alchemy roughly corresponds to the level of a third-grade pharmacist.

In other words, Wang Sheng can refine any potion that is level three or below.

Of course, Wang Sheng is not yet capable of perfectly refining the special medicine recorded in the Body Tempering Method.

However, it's still possible to improve the utilization rate of the drug's efficacy, so that it won't be wasted like last time.

Thinking it over, Wang Sheng added:

"Don't worry, Manager Liu. The herbs I get aren't very valuable. The market price for a batch of herbs is probably less than ten thousand. I won't cheat you."

Liu Kun couldn't help but find it amusing. This kid actually had a conscience, worried that he was using too many resources? Most people would constantly test the limits, trying to get as much benefit as possible.

"Alright, since you know how to make medicine, then you can prepare the medicine yourself. The medicine preparation room is next door, and the medicine bath room is across the corridor. I have other things to do, so I won't bother you any longer."

His action served two purposes: firstly, to demonstrate his trust in Wang Sheng, and secondly, to avoid any appearance of impropriety and prevent the leakage of Wang Sheng's so-called "ancestral secret recipe."

Of course, Liu Kun did not believe that Wang Sheng had any ancestral prescriptions or ancestral martial arts techniques.

Wang Sheng must have a secret, but...

What it reveals is not yet very attractive.

Soon, Liu Kun left the place.

Wang Sheng was also very skilled at it. With his thorough understanding of pharmacology, he handled the medicines with ease and was very confident in the dosage of each herb.

Two hours later.

After a complex process of refining the medicine, Wang Sheng finally began to soak in the medicinal bath.

"This time, we only spent one-tenth of the money we spent last time, but the results should be about 40-50% of what we achieved last time. Very good..."

Muttering to himself, he jumped into the bathtub.

at the same time.

Yu Yingshuang, who had just returned, sat in her office chair, a look of surprise in her eyes:

"That kid can even make medicine? Heh, he's got a lot of little secrets up his sleeve. Don't worry about them, they're all insignificant."

After she finished speaking, she looked at Liu Kun, who was standing to the side:

"Have you completed the task I assigned you?"

Liu Kun nodded:

"The hired warriors are already waiting in Greenwater County. Starting tomorrow, whenever they see a young man wearing a Source Artifact mask or with handsome features entering the rift, they will immediately follow and protect him. But, are you absolutely certain that kid is really handsome under that mask?"

After all, aesthetics are subjective.

It would be very awkward if a martial artist followed the wrong person.

"Don't worry, it can't be wrong. Just tell those martial artists that with that kid's looks, they can identify the target just by looking at his face."

"......OK."

Liu Kun didn't understand, but he still silently memorized the sentence.