Young and Healthy, but Drinking Tonics

"Do you have any blood-replenishing medicine?" Su Wu asked in a natural tone.

"Blood-replenishing? You need that kind of medicine?" The gloomy Wizard Shopkeeper moved stiffly, turning his head slowly like a machine that hadn't been maintained in a long time.

He lifted his head, his hood falling back, revealing the upper half of his face that had been obscured.

Unfortunately, he wasn't a noseless Voldemort; rather, his features were quite handsome.

The kind of gloomy handsome face that tended to appeal to women.

He stared at the White-haired boy with his pitch-black, lifeless eyes for a long moment before slowly lowering his head.

"You really do need this stuff. By the way, do you need anything to relax your mind?" He pulled out a calculator and asked.

"Relax my mind...? That's not some kind of banned drug, is it?" Su Wu asked suspiciously.

The kind that, after using it, makes you feel floaty, like you're drifting on clouds.

If it really was that, would calling the Hunter Association to report it even help?

"Whatever you're thinking, my shop doesn't sell so-called banned drugs. It's just an incense that helps you sleep more comfortably." The shopkeeper's tone remained utterly flat, monotone from start to finish.

"I'll take it." Su Wu thought for a moment and nodded, then suddenly turned his head to look at the door.

Six Eyes noticed an individual with life energy even stronger than the shopkeeper's approaching the pharmacy.

Three, two, one.

The door was shoved open with force, slamming against the wall with a bang, rattling the wooden cabinets.

"Yordan, what's the mission this time..." The newcomer's voice trailed off as he stepped into the shop.

"That'll be thirteen million seven hundred seventy thousand Geni." The shopkeeper tapped on his calculator before speaking.

"Medicinal materials from monsters are more expensive due to the difficulty of harvesting and their rarity..." He explained earnestly, as if afraid the customer might think it wasn't worth it.

Great, came in and bought over five hundred thousand RMB worth of medicine.

Sure enough, no matter which world, health maintenance burns through cash.

"Fine." Su Wu nodded, took off his backpack, and gestured for the other to stuff the medicine inside.

Seeing the transaction complete, the shopkeeper finally turned his attention to the newcomer.

He was a tall man with a muscular build, dark skin, and teeth so white they gleamed when he smiled.

"Something up?" Even when addressing someone familiar, the shopkeeper's tone didn't change much.

"I'm here to turn in a mission. These are the things you needed. I spent a whole month in the Monster Forest gathering them." The man set a large bag he'd been carrying on his back onto the counter, grinning as he spoke.

Then he turned to look at the other young, white-haired customer.

"Yordan's medicine here is famous for being worth every Geni." He gave a thumbs-up.

Su Wu didn't respond, simply taking his now-full backpack and slinging it over his shoulders again.

Despite looking gloomy and hard to approach, the shopkeeper had thoughtfully stuck notes with precautions on each bottle of medicine.

He picked up a bottle supposedly for treating his allergy symptoms and tossed two pills into his mouth.

Strawberry-flavored—no doubt they'd added fruit from a Strawberry Turtle's shell.

"I see. Thanks for the trouble." Shopkeeper Yordan glanced at the items in the bag, stowed them behind the counter, and looked at the figure still standing there, silently asking what he wanted.

"Ahem... well, someone at home has a fever, so I need to buy some medicine. Give me some of that incense too, and the usual outdoor bug repellent pack." The man seemed a bit awkward as he spoke.

"Make it strawberry-flavored," he emphasized.

So that's it. The sign on this pharmacy door is meant to attract Hunter clients.

Even if Hunters rarely get sick themselves, their families and friends might.

Those people are also this shop's target customers.

For Hunters, the prices of these medicines aren't that high either.

And from what that guy said earlier, this shop also issues missions to Hunters to collect medicinal materials?

It's even more like an NPC handing out quests in a game now.

Su Wu pondered this, and after the man left, he looked at the shopkeeper. "Any missions?"

He cut straight to the point.

The shopkeeper stared at him silently for a long moment before slowly speaking: "Do you have a Hunter License?"

Su Wu said nothing.

So the other understood the answer.

"Then come back once you've got your Hunter License. I only give missions to Hunters," the shopkeeper said.

Got it. Missions that require meeting certain conditions to accept.

Forget it, then. By the time he got his Hunter License, he'd probably have no interest in so-called missions anyway.

After all, there were plenty of fun places waiting for him to experience.

Having failed to pick up any quests, Su Wu turned and left with his backpack.

"Welcome to come again next time..." The shopkeeper's calm, drawn-out voice trailed after him from behind.

The allergy medicine was shaped like little pills, the blood tonic came in single-serving granules, and the incense was a solid black lump.

Su Wu found a cup and brewed himself two packets of the blood tonic in a row.

"Now I don't have to worry about nosebleeds causing anemia," he mused, sitting by the seaside and sipping the steaming tonic.

The red, swollen welts from his allergy vanished quickly after he took the medicine.

And there was still a full bottle of that allergy medicine left.

"Now I don't have to worry about seafood allergies keeping me from eating seafood, either." His tone was brimming with cheer.

As long as he took the medicine fast enough, he didn't have to worry about so-called allergies.

"I'll just enjoy myself here for the next couple of days." He put away his cup, stood up, and headed toward an inn.

Only small inns were close to the harbor; the luxury hotels were a bit farther away.

But the harbor area had plenty of food stalls, where the ingredients were caught and cooked on the spot—very fresh—so it had its advantages.

Plus, with so many people coming and going, it was lively, and they even held events.

For example—the Big Eater Contest.

Su Wu stopped in his tracks, his gaze first landing on the signboard, then sweeping over the crowd in the shop.

Quite a few customers; the food should be decent.

"Don't miss out if you're passing by! Big Eater Contest! Finish everything within half an hour and you win—a month's worth of King's Meal vouchers! Of course, if you fail, you pay for the food!" A man in a white apron, clearly the shop owner, shouted through a megaphone.

Quite a crowd had already gathered in front of the shop to watch the contest.

But one by one, they all returned defeated—no one had succeeded yet.

"Count me in." Su Wu stepped out of the crowd and raised his hand.

"A kid like you—how much can you eat?"

"Isn't this just throwing money at the boss?"

"Better quit now while you still can. If you waste the money, won't your mom and dad spank you when you get home?"

"Hahahahaha—"

The onlookers laughed, half in jest and half in genuine concern.

Su Wu, dressed like an emperor, sat down expressionlessly at the table.

Half an hour later, the restaurant owner held up his megaphone and stammered, "Congratulations, young man—challenge successful! You've earned a month of King's Meal!"

"Finally full." Su Wu patted his stomach and let out a relieved sigh.

Ever since he'd transmigrated, his appetite had become enormous. After eating his fill this time, he finally understood just how much he could eat now.

He could down fifty servings of food in one go, yet his stomach didn't change at all.

He'd turned into a genuine bottomless pit...

(Since I hit a thousand followers, I changed the cover—it's a commissioned portrait of Su Wu, hahahaha. One look and you can tell it's Gojo Satoru. As expected, Teacher Su is the top of the cosplay world—how is this not a high-quality coser?)