"Uchiha Madara, look at this man. I think he's probably an alchemist," Silier said.
"Silier, how can you tell?" Uchiha Madara asked.
Pointing at the man's hand, Silier said, "Uchiha Madara, look at his hand. The color of his fingertips and the web between his thumb and forefinger is different. These are marks left by frequent contact with spiritual herbs, and they can't be washed away with ordinary water."
Silier had Uchiha Madara lean close and smell the man.
"Even though he's been soaking in the sea for so long, the scent of pills on him is still strong. That clearly proves he often deals with alchemical pills. This smell must have rubbed off on him while making pills," Silier said.
"Uchiha Madara, think about it. If he spends a lot of time in an alchemy room, won't he gradually end up smelling like pills all over?" Silier said.
After hearing Silier's analysis, along with the pill fragrance he had smelled earlier, Uchiha Madara finally confirmed the man's identity.
Uchiha Madara nodded approvingly at Silier. He felt that her powers of observation were truly sharp.
Uchiha Madara did not take the matter too seriously. At present, they still did not know whether this alchemist was dead or alive. All they could do was take care of him as best they could.
Although Uchiha Madara and Silier had picked the man up from the sea, they still found him somewhat in the way on their already cramped boat.
Uchiha Madara had Silier help him move the man closer to the stern. They checked on him regularly, but otherwise left him alone.
Uchiha Madara and Silier's little boat continued drifting across the vast sea. They could see neither the way ahead nor the way behind, and could only press onward on the