Run A Medical Clinic In The Abyssal World - Chapter 211: Is the boss finally going to buy meat?
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The idea for developing new physical potions is in place, and he plans to upgrade and transform them on top of the existing physical potions.
There are two directions, one is to not change the formula, choose to increase the number of materials, and see if doubling the amount can achieve double the efficacy effect.
Another direction is to make minor changes to the materials in the formula, such as changing the double-winged green insect stem in the physical medicine formula to the four-winged green insect stem, starting by improving the quality of the materials or adding a major tonic such as ten-year ginseng to the formula.
Locking herself in the room, Charlotte opened the books she had found in the bookstore and began to read them carefully.
“The Treasure You Overlook in Life” gives off a feeling of the older generation’s social media posts, with exaggerated expressions and exaggerated descriptions of common items in life, as well as some common sense questions. This made Charlotte hesitate and close the book, throwing it directly into the trash can.
On the other hand, “100 Vital Herbs and Fruits Every Adventurer Should Know” is packed with practical information.
The author is likely an experienced adventurer who shares their own experiences and the experiences of many seasoned adventurers, introducing many herbs and fruits commonly found in the wilderness. Many of these have healing and detoxifying effects, making them effective in emergencies in the wild.
In addition, the author also mentions the uses of some special animals and insects in the bonus section. For example, grinding the snakeskin of the Green Ring Snake commonly found in the wilderness marshes into powder and ingesting it can counter most snake venom.
Although the authenticity still needs to be verified, Charlotte finds it somewhat reliable and worth a try.
She jots down seven to eight ingredients, four types of herbs, two types of plant rhizomes, and two types of insects in her notebook.
These are items recorded in the book that have certain recovery effects.
Especially a root called the Golden Vine, which the author regards as a miraculous medicine for restoring stamina. Just by taking a piece of rhizome the size of a fingertip, one can immediately recover 30% of their stamina.
But this thing will have certain side effects after taking it, causing numbness in the mouth, and loss of taste, which can take a week or even a month to recover, and there is a certain chance of becoming crazy.
So even the author has repeatedly warned that unless in an emergency, it is not recommended to take the Golden Vine Root.
Of course, these side effects are not without remedy. After crushing the leaves of the Golden Vine and applying them on the tongue for three consecutive days, symptoms will significantly improve.
This plant has aroused Charlotte’s great interest. The root has the effect of restoring physical strength but is toxic, while the leaves have a certain detoxifying effect. If the root and leaves are combined and refined into a potion, can the toxicity be eliminated?
Charlotte thinks it is probably not that simple, otherwise wouldn’t it be enough to directly combine the root and leaves when taking it? Experienced adventurers must have tried this method, but it needs to be verified.
When he went downstairs, Kasha and Vivian had already gone to sleep.
He entered the alchemy room and started the process of refining the concentrated potion with double the amount of ingredients.
After three consecutive failures, he finally succeeded in brewing a batch of pale green potion with some sediment.
He took out a bottle of the original version of the stamina potion for comparison. The original version was almost colorless and transparent, without any obvious sediment.
“It smells quite tasty, just don’t know about the effectiveness.” Charlotte shook the bottle of potion in his hand, preparing to drink one bottle as a trial.
As the potion approached his mouth, his hand stopped.
He took the bottle of potion and left the alchemy room, entering the adjacent laboratory.
He turned on the light and grabbed a round and shiny Jerry No. 1 from the box. He dipped a few drops of the stamina potion into a wooden stick and fed it to Jerry.
After putting Jerry No. 1 back into the cage, it seemed a bit dazed, spun in place for a few circles, and suddenly started to run faster, spinning around the cage and banging against the edges.
“Has it gone crazy?” Charlotte frowned at it. It wasn’t until ten minutes later that Jerry No. 1, who couldn’t run anymore, slowly stopped and collapsed on the ground, their chest heaving heavily.
Charlotte prodded it with a small stick, it flipped over and crawled back into its nest, falling asleep with deep breaths.
“It seems like it won’t die.” Charlotte pondered, pocketed the bottle of potion, and then left.
As the activities of the three major families in rectifying the Abyss intensify, opportunities to act heroically outside are becoming rarer.
Instead of wandering on the streets, Charlotte decided to go to the workshop area to practice swordsmanship.
This piece of land was desolate, close to the wind tunnel. It was cold and windy at night, and scavengers were reluctant to come here, making it very suitable for solo sword practice.
These days, with the help of the potent potions, his strength has significantly improved. However, he hasn’t specifically practiced swordsmanship yet, and tonight is a good opportunity.
The Judgment Sword was drawn, and Charlotte leaped agilely among the rubble and broken walls, sometimes thrusting forward, sometimes lifting upward, and sometimes making continuous slashes. Amidst the flickering shadows, the whistling sound produced by the long sword was constant.
As the enhanced strength gradually came under perfect control, his swordsmanship became more and more proficient.
An hour later, Charlotte stood on a rock at the entrance of the wind tunnel, his whole body drenched in sweat. There was even steam rising from his head as if he had just bathed in a hot pool.
Training swordsmanship was different from combat. Even if trained to the highest standard, it would only consume about half of his strength in an hour.
Sheathing his Judgment Sword, Charlotte took out the newly refined, enhanced version of the stamina potion he had concocted tonight. After hesitating for a moment, he decided to just gulp down the entire bottle in one go.
The performance of Potion No. 1 could only prove that there was a high chance of survival after drinking it, but the specific effect could only be known by trying it personally.
The taste was nothing special, except for some residue, and the flavor was not much different from the previous stamina potion.
But after swallowing it, he immediately felt a slight burning sensation in his chest, followed by the feedback of stamina recovery from the potion.
Charlotte closed his eyes and carefully felt it for a while, then opened his eyes and burped.
Compared to the original stamina potion, doubling all the ingredients only resulted in a 1.5x increase in the effectiveness of the potion. Due to the small base, the improvement was limited, and it still couldn’t achieve a noticeable recovery effect for intermediate knights.
[Test Result: Recovery effectiveness for intermediate knights is 3.5%, not up to the standard!]
The system also provided an accurate numerical value.
Charlotte scratched his head, realizing that he was still far from 10%.
However, although the effect was limited for intermediate knights, it would be more obvious for knights of lower ranks, as well as for mages.
But mages needed to recover their mana, and it would be terrible if they had to run out and drink a bottle of stamina potion to recover their stamina.
Sighing, Charlotte took out a bottle of powerful potion from the ring and drank it. The potent medicine surged through his body, restoring his stamina in just a few seconds.
This was the true ceiling for recovery potions. At least for intermediate knights, it could restore more than 50% of their stamina.
Since he was already outside, Charlotte didn’t rush back. He practiced with the sword for another two hours before returning to the infirmary.
After taking a shower, Charlotte didn’t drink another bottle of the powerful potion. Instead, he laid down on the bed in his nightclothes, exhausted from training, and fell asleep.
The next morning, Charlotte was awakened by gentle head massages and a melodious singing voice.
Recognizing the feeling, he knew it was Kasha without even opening his eyes. So he enjoyed a comfortable massage before slowly opening his eyes.
“Master, it’s time to get up and see the patients.” Kasha, dressed in a maid outfit, knelt beside the bed and said softly.
“Thank you, Kasha.” Charlotte rolled over and got out of bed, feeling refreshed.
The powerful potion could keep him energized throughout the day, but sleep was necessary for the soul to rest and for him to move forward.
“It’s what I should do, Master.” Kasha smiled faintly and stood up as well, looking at Charlotte in his sleepwear. Her cheeks turned slightly red as she said, “Master, do you need me to help you change clothes?”
“There’s no need for that. I prefer to dress myself.” Charlotte hurriedly shook his head. Letting someone serve him by changing clothes was a luxury he would enjoy when he was bedridden and unable to move.
Asking Kasha to go downstairs first, Charlotte changed his clothes and followed her downstairs.
Considering the recent need to save money, Charlotte decided to cut down on expenses.
However, with three people and a cat, eating bread every day was not the same, especially with Vivian, who loved rice, expressing dissatisfaction at having eaten bread all day yesterday.
“It’s not yet opening time. I’ll go out and buy some groceries.” Charlotte picked up a basket and headed towards the door.
“Boss, are you finally going to buy meat?” Vivian’s eyes sparkled as she looked at him.
It had only been a day without meat. Can’t you speak without sounding like you’ve been neglected for a long time? Charlotte rolled his eyes and walked out the door.
“Doctor, are you going to start seeing patients?”
“Doctor, look at my hand. It seems to be broken.”
“Doctor…”
As soon as Charlotte stepped out, the waiting patients immediately started seeking help. Their voices drowned him out, each one wanting his attention.
He glanced around, making sure there were no patients in critical condition that needed immediate treatment, and raised his hand to stop those who were approaching. He showed them the basket in his hand and loudly said, “Everyone, don’t worry. It’s not yet opening time. I’m just going out to buy some groceries.”
Having said that, he bypassed the patients and went around from the side.
He didn’t originally want to go to the butcher, but it just so happened that the butcher was slaughtering a pig, and it was a freshly slaughtered pig, not a wild boar, but a domesticated one.
A large plate of pig intestines was casually thrown aside, along with a bucket of pig blood ready to be poured away.