"Do you want to study medicine?"
"Yes."
Chen Sanshi said, "Medicinal materials are too expensive to buy. I often go hunting in the mountains, so if I learn a thing or two, I can gather herbs and brew medicine myself, saving money from going to waste."
"You certainly have a beautiful dream."
Officer Jiang teased, "Ninety-nine percent of medicinal materials are in the hands of the martial halls. Where would you find so many wild herbs? But since you want to learn, I have no objection. Consider it one more apprentice to do work.
"Liuzi, teach Lord Chen how to identify medicinal materials first. Explain their uses properly."
"No problem."
Liuzi was the medical officer's son. He had inherited his father's trade and was also a physician.
Quite a few positions in the garrison were hereditary.
"Lord Chen, this herb is called Horse Blood Grass. It replenishes blood, but..."
Liuzi explained patiently.
The herbs before his eyes quickly matched up with the medical books Chen Sanshi had read.
The system panel appeared.
Skill: Medicine. Mortal (Not Initiated) Progress: 0/100 Effect: None
Could there be an "immortal" one too?
Chen Sanshi was somewhat puzzled.
All the signs now indicated that—
This world was far more than a simple martial world. There was most likely a chance that immortals existed.
If that was the case—
Then Founding Ancestor Sheng Cao Xie facing more than two thousand troops alone made sense.
But another question arose.
Why had such formidable figures never appeared again afterward?
And—
The Old Emperor claimed he had dreamed of an immortal, who had even given him seeds of spirit grain. Could it be that the immortal had not given him instructions on how to use them? Was there still a need to send people to investigate Poyang