An Herbalist's Methods (Third Update)

Beep, beep...

After three or four beeps, the Sky Communicator was connected.

A weak and timid voice came from the other end. "Hello?"

"I am Mu Fan."

"Ah, Mu Fan, I'm in the lab. What's up? Are you here to collect your heart fluid? I'm all ready." The shy voice regained some energy, clearly Bai Guyue hadn't paid attention to the communication number in her haste to answer the Sky Communicator.

"Well, not entirely. I'd like to ask you for a favor; my friend is injured. Do you have Bio-Cabin in your lab?"

"Yes, you can just bring it over. Also, I'm already Advanced Herbalist!" Bai Guyue rarely spoke to outsiders, so it was rare for someone to ask her questions, which made the shy girl very happy.

Then she sent Mu Fan an address via Sky Communicator, saying, "Grandpa will scold me if I don't finish this experiment. Come over here, I'm going to do the experiment now."

After hanging up the Sky Communicator, Mu Fan looked at the address.

Shan Yu Alley in District E is a quiet, antique-style courtyard house.

This area is surrounded by old buildings, far from the bustling city center, nestled near lush, vegetation-covered mountains, where a row of old houses in Zhongjing City stands.

At this moment, Mu Fan was carrying Harry on one shoulder, and the two of them stood in front of the tall wooden door.

The fat man strained his eyes to look at the winding purple flowers, as well as blue and red ones, on the wooden door in front of him; the colors were all exceptionally pure.

"I've never seen these flowers before. Can I pick one to take a look?"

"It's best not to. I don't know the methods of Advanced Herbalist."

Mu Fan cautiously shook his head. He had heard Hei talk about herbalists before, and he thought it best to keep his distance from that profession.

This is a profession that is completely outside of Mu Fan's understanding.

In other words, this is a very prestigious profession for Mu Fan.

With a creak, one of the two wooden doors opened, revealing a pair of shy eyes. Upon seeing Mu Fan, their eyes lit up, and then their bodies were revealed.

It was no different from when Mu Fan first met her.

Through those clear eyes, one can see the same unwavering simplicity.

"Mu Fan ~"

The weak voice made the fat man's swollen eyes widen even more.

"What a... cute girl."

The sound clearly startled Bai Guyue, who quickly retreated back inside the wooden door, her braided hair, intertwined with vines, also swung back in fright.

"Scare her away and I'll take you straight back to the academy," Mu Fan said irritably.

The fat man spoke sheepishly, his voice slightly off-key, "Haha, sorry, I didn't scare you, did I?"

Bai Guyue peeked out again, her clear eyes sweeping over the fat man's bruised and battered face without any other expression. Then she tilted her head and asked Mu Fan, "Is the friend you said you wanted to treat him?"

Mu Fan nodded.

"Let's treat you first, and then we'll give you the Inner Wall Heart Fluid later." Bai Guyue's voice was much more natural, clearly showing that Mu Fan, who had saved her once, was no longer a stranger to her.

The fat man looked miserable, but in her eyes he was just an injured person waiting for treatment.

"Good."

Mu Fan nodded.

"Come in with me. This is Grandpa's courtyard. Stay here with me and don't wander into any other areas. It's very dangerous," Bai Guyue said solemnly, stepping aside.

"Clear."

He carried the arm he was carrying inside.

The moment Mu Fan stepped through the wooden door, he felt as if he had entered a sea of plants.

Various novel, colorful, and shaped plants are arranged on the left and right.

From high to low, the various plants form a perfect complement.

There were no branches or leaves, only a single, delicate flower the size of a face plate blooming to the side, along with strings of translucent, teardrop-like vines and leaves, and a terrifying flower with a black and purple patchwork that resembled a human face...

This left both of them frozen in place.

The fat man saw a velvet flower, resembling a large snowflake, gently dancing among the branches and leaves, and couldn't resist reaching out to grab it.

"Don't touch it, that's Bone Rot Velvet. It will melt as soon as you touch it. Your hand will first lose all feeling, and then it will rot and reveal the white bones." Bai Guyue seemed to sense the fat man's actions and turned around to say this immediately.

She noticed their nostrils flaring. Mu Fan was trying to sense that the air along this winding cobblestone path wasn't filled with the mixed scents of various plants, but rather a faint, refreshing fragrance.

"This small area of air contains neurotoxins, composed of volatile gases from seventeen different plants. I have a neutralizing agent on me, so you'll be fine if you stay close to me. Otherwise, just one breath would be enough to put a highland yak into a deep sleep for two days and two nights." His serious gaze was clearly fixed on the fat man.

This left the fat man's hand frozen in mid-air, and large beads of sweat immediately appeared on his face.

We've just escaped the wolf's den, only to find ourselves in the tiger's mouth again!

The hand was withdrawn without a sound, and the fat man decided to play dead to the end.

Upon entering the courtyard, they discovered that the path was unusually long. The flowers and plants on both sides now looked like poison. The two obediently followed Bai Guyue along the long path until they saw a three-story stone house.

Open Gate, Bai Guyue held up one finger.

"Shh~ My grandpa is doing an experiment, be quiet, you must be quiet."

Bai Guyue carefully told the two that her adorable expression almost made the fat man open his eyes wide.

Mu Fan nodded and followed Bai Guyue into the room filled with bottles, jars and various potted plants.

"My lab is in the basement."

The two watched as Bai Guyue pressed the Palm Print Identifier, causing the fireplace to retract and a floating staircase to rise.

"How can this be so high-tech?"

Mu Fan couldn't help but ask.

"Who says herbalists are necessarily outdated?" With a slight wrinkle of her cute nose, Bai Guyue went in first, clearly annoyed.

The three of them entered the basement and discovered that it was truly a hidden world, more than five times larger than the first floor!

Moreover, the presence of various advanced instruments on both sides gave Mu Fan even more confidence.

"Put him over there first," Bai Guyue said, pointing to a mechanical chair next to him.

After the fat man sat down with Mu Fan's help, Bai Guyue quickly clicked a few times with her fingers, and the mechanical chair quickly stretched and flattened, changing from a sitting position to a reclining position under the mechanical action.

Mu Fan watched as Bai Guyue took out a large glass jar filled with a green, paste-like liquid from the side.

"Isn't it supposed to be Bio-Cabin?"

Mu Fan asked curiously.

"I'll heal the wounds on his face first, otherwise the Bio-Cabin will need at least 24 hours to repair." Bai Guyue soaked her hands in water and then dried them.

"Um, how long will it take for the injury on my face to heal?"

"About an hour."

Bai Guyue deftly flicked a water droplet onto the fat man's face.

Mu Fan was surprised to see the fat man's eyes widen for a moment, and just ten seconds later, he started snoring loudly. Unable to contain his curiosity, he asked:

"What's this?"

"I anesthetized him. His face will feel numb and itchy when it recovers, and I'm afraid he won't cooperate."

After getting into work, Bai Guyue spoke much more fluently, and a unique confidence appeared on her face.

"You're saying this repair method is even more effective than the Bio-Cabin?"

Mu Fan then pointed to the large glass jar filled with green liquid.

"This is called Green Soft Gel, and it's very precious. Its cell repair effect is more than ten times that of the Bio-Cabin. I definitely wouldn't have taken it out if I weren't your friend."

Bai Guyue had already opened the glass jar, spread her fingers, quickly reached in, touched it, and then pulled it out.

At this moment, the ten fingers intertwined like a swarm of butterflies, creating a dazzling spectacle.

Under Mu Fan's gaze, a crystal-clear green net began to form between his ten fingers, growing larger and larger, as if it had a life of its own, rising and falling in his palm.

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