Chapter 4 Gray Pharmacy Alchemy Potion
Winter has arrived, the weather is getting colder, and time has begun to become a little upside down.
Between sunrise and sunset, the days are short and the nights are long.
By the time Huo Jixing went out again, the sky in the camp was getting dusky, and it seemed like a black curtain was about to fall, covering the mountains.
On the bluestone road, Huo Jixing walked leisurely, letting the cold wind blow on his face, and his slightly restless mood gradually calmed down.
Across the street corner, a group of low, staggered, light gray buildings came into view.
Gray Pharmacy!
The place where wounded soldiers are treated and medicines are provided in the Noxian camp is also nicknamed the Gray Cemetery by Noxian soldiers. It represents the rebirth of life and the destination of death.
The current increasingly fierce war situation has caused a surge of people here, coming and going.
The turbid air is filled with the smell of herbs, as well as some indistinguishable special gas smell mixed in.
Huo Jixing stepped into the gray pharmacy, crossed the door skillfully, turned right and stepped into an open reception room.
In some crowded rooms, Noxian soldiers were being treated. He was idle, leaning against the wall and looking at the surrounding environment.
Old tables, messy wooden shelves, some unnamed metal instruments and colorful liquids.
It doesn't look like a normal medical office, more like a laboratory.
After waiting for a while, the treatment ended. The Noxian soldier hugged his bandaged arm and left in a hurry. He also took the opportunity to sit on the empty seat in front of him.
Across the table, Dr. Noxus, who was wearing a gray robe, saw someone sitting down. He raised his eyes and looked at Huo Jixing, with a faint smile on his wrinkled face: "It's you, you're quite on time."
"Well"
As the Noxian doctor looked around, he saw the crimson armor that Huo Jixing was wearing. His smile faded, his eyes became a little solemn, and finally he whispered in a low voice: "How is your body recovering? How are you?”
“Not bad, recovery is good”
Huo Jixing noticed the change in Dr. Nox’s expression, smiled and nodded slightly, with the presence of the data panel. He can clearly understand the changes in his body.
"Let me take a look first." Dr. Noxus walked up to Huo Jixing, stretched out his hands, and gently pressed on Huo Jixing's shoulders, heart, abdomen and inner thighs.
"Recovering well indeed!" Dr. Noxus stood up and looked at Huo Jixing with some surprise. He still remembered Huo Jixing's miserable appearance when he first saw him, but he didn't say much. say what.
Each one has his own special secret, and he will not be curious to pry into others.
Doctor Noxus returned to the table, bent down, opened the drawer, took out a green potion in a glass bottle, and placed it in front of Huo Jixing.
“This is the last potion. After taking it, your body will almost recover.”
"Thank you!" Huo Jixing took the green potion and thanked him.
He knew the temperament of the Noxian doctor in front of him, so he didn't stay long. After thanking him, he turned and left the room.
After walking out of the iron door of the gray pharmacy, Huo Jixing looked back at the light gray buildings behind him.
As night falls, the crowds gradually disperse, and some bandaged Noxian soldiers can be seen coming in and out; from time to time, painful groans and death cries echo in the sky; Or some expressionless medical staff carried the shroud and sent the cold corpse inside to the crematorium not far away.
"Life"
Huo Jixing looked at the vivid but cold scene in front of him in silence, suddenly understanding something, but he couldn't explain it clearly.
Taking a deep breath, he firmly grasped the alchemy potion in his hand and walked away with a determined expression.
After leaving the gray pharmacy, it was getting dark.
Huo Jixing finished his dinner hastily, took advantage of some time, washed up, and immediately returned to the room.
Noxian camps have express prohibitions.
Rest after sunset. No walking around, noisy, or gathering of people at night.
Violators will be severely punished and will not be tolerated.
As the dark night falls, the noisy camp gradually falls into silence, with only the swaying starlight and bright yellow firelight illuminating the dark curtain.
In the small room, Huo Jixing sat in front of the bed and took out the alchemy potion in his arms by the starlight soaking through the window.
In the simple and rough glass bottle, the turbid green liquid swayed, and a strange herbal smell filled the nose.
Huo Jixing looked at the alchemy potion in his hand and recalled the scene when he saw his body for the first time. The body was covered with hideous scars, large areas of frozen flesh and blood, and faintly visible bones and broken organs.
Had it not been for the timely assistance of the Noxian doctor and the alchemical potion poured into his mouth, he might not have survived that night.
At the same time, the alchemy potion was the only item related to the extraordinary that he had seen during this period of time.
Gu Gu! Without much hesitation, Huo Jixing pulled out the wooden lid, swung the green liquid in the glass bottle, closed his eyes, and drank it.
"It's okay, the taste hasn't changed, it's the same."
After finishing the drink, Huo Jixing smacked his lips, and the remaining taste was a bit bitter.
Putting away the bottle, he sat in front of the bed without moving, waiting for the alchemy potion to take effect.
After a moment, a warm current seemed to appear out of thin air, spreading from the inside of the body to the limbs, as if someone was massaging the body or soaking in a hot spring.
Especially in the current cold winter night, the appearance of the warm current is like putting Huo Jixing in the middle of summer, and fine beads of sweat appear on his forehead.
But this feeling goes as quickly as it comes.
After about four or five seconds, the warm current disappeared, and the coldness of winter crept up on the body again.
"What a pity!" Huo Jixing sighed. Thinking about it, the alchemy potions that can be provided to the legionnaires will definitely not be expensive medicines.
And as far as he knew, there was a strict hierarchy in the Noxus Empire.
Nobles and extraordinary people are the ones who control this empire.
While his body was still feeling warm, Huo Jixing originally wanted to practice swordsmanship again, but after seeing the sword marks on the wooden table, he gave up angrily.
Then he got up and began to exercise on his own in the small room.
One hundred and fifty push-ups.
Two hundred sit-ups.
Two hundred squats.
When everything was done, Huo Jixing panted, wiped the fine sweat from his forehead, and opened the data panel.
[Name: Huo Jixing]
[Essence: 0]
[Strength: 1.22]
[Physique: 1.18]
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[Agility: 1.24]
[Spirit: 2.15]
[Skills: Advanced Warrior, Wilderness Survival]
[Talent: None]
[Normal The average attribute data of adult males is 1】
"Sure enough, my body has almost recovered." Huo Jixing looked at the various attributes displayed on the data panel with a smile on his lips.
Whether it is strength and physique, or agility and spirit, the data attributes displayed on the panel have surpassed those of normal adult men.
He could feel this during the exercise just now, because it was much easier than before.
"Skills."
Huo Jixing's eyes fell on skills. [Senior Warrior] was still in an illusory state and could fall at any time.
"You have to make good use of the remaining time, otherwise"
The Freljord is not a kind place. Whether it is the predecessor who died or the little information about the Freljord in his memory. Telling about the cruelty of the frozen soil in the North.
He needs to improve himself as much as possible in the next time and survive this war well.
"Live on"
Huo Jixing, who was resting his arms on his head, seemed to have thought of something, and felt a little bitter in his heart.
Once upon a time, living would become a luxury?
Although 996 was a blessing in his previous life, and he couldn't get out of bed due to the burden of mortgage and car loans, at least it was a peaceful era. As long as he didn't demand too much of himself and didn't care about other people's opinions, life was still relatively peaceful. Not bad.
And here, he had to aim to survive.
Somewhat ironic, but so true and cruel that he couldn't help himself.
Thoughts flooded into his heart. Huo Jixing covered himself with a thick, worn quilt and fell into a deep sleep.
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