Let the system try to save the world

Another thing Xitong had to deal with now was his eyes. Xitong asked Li Feng for his opinion, and Li Feng, who was indeed quite experienced, pointed out that the traces on his eyes were dragon's breath.

This energy was extremely overbearing, and he had no other choice but to slowly digest it over time.

Li Feng pointed to someone for him. Han Yu, the most powerful alchemist in the Psychic Energy Bureau, had already rushed over and was processing the spiritual rain in the pharmacy.

The energy in the spiritual rain will dissipate if it is not dealt with in time, so Han Yu has been very busy recently.

Xi Tong had no choice but to go to the pharmacy of the Psychic Bureau during his break. The medicine he promised to give to Shen Anzhi had not been prepared yet.

Now, Xitong no longer needs to run around the city to get whatever medicine he wants. The hardworking Mu Yiyu will prepare everything he wants.

Xitong once again had the honor of witnessing the perfect combination of human industry and alchemy technology. The Taoist priest Han Yu, who came all the way from the imperial capital, showed him how to use a microwave oven to separate impurities from the spiritual rain and how to use an electric rice cooker to cook spiritual medicine.

Or spiritual porridge.

With a complicated expression, Xitong picked up the bowl of porridge whose ingredients could not be identified and poured it into her mouth in one gulp.

The taste was a bit bland, but the effect was very good. Xitong smacked his lips, and he felt the warm food sliding down his throat into his stomach. The constant burning sensation in his eyes was relieved, and Xitong said from the bottom of his heart, "This is amazing."

"Medicine and food are the same, and medicine and food have the same origin." Han Yu turned on the microwave, turned around and threw the prepared herbs into the wall-breaking machine. "I have always thought more than others since I was young. Do you think the effect of the herbs made by the wall-breaking machine is really worse than those crushed by hand?"

"The wall-breaking machine has too much power." Xitong looked at the humming machine, "Prolonged friction may cause the active ingredients of the medicinal materials to evaporate."

"You're right." Han Yu was busy in the pharmacy like a butterfly, and he made the pharmacy look a bit like a kitchen. "So, isn't it our job as an alchemist to distinguish which herbs can be used with a wall-breaking machine, which with strange fire, and which with an induction cooker?"

"That makes sense." Xitong seemed to understand.

"Try this again?" He threw something like ice cream to Xitong.

Xitong took it in his hand, sat aside and nibbled it twice, and found that it also had good healing effects. However, it was a little cold for his hands, so he could only nibble slowly while turning his hands over. "Why freeze it like this? Is it for the medicinal effect?"

"No." Han Yu answered while chopping vegetables, "Some children at my workplace are too noisy, so they eat slower if they are frozen."

"Where do you work? Hospital? Pharmacy?"

"What a great job." Han Yu said, "I sell pet food, freeze-dried, canned, and cat and dog food."

"I used to tell fortunes for people under the overpass, and later I started selling the pills I made myself. The effects were pretty good, but not long after, I was reported for practicing medicine without a license." Han Yu said, "Luckily, a kind-hearted omega guy helped me and asked me to help him deliver goods, otherwise I would have starved to death."

"After a while, I actually started reselling dog food among various suppliers. Recently, my business has even spread to the capital." Han Yu threw the processed herbs into the large pressure cooker. "You are the second person I have cured."

Xitong licked the ice cream in her hand and asked, "What about the first one?"

"Dead." Han Yu wiped his hands.

It turns out that the porridge tasted like that not because of poor cooking skills, but because dogs can't eat salt.

Xitong looked at the ice cream in his hand. He couldn't swallow it or spit it out. He scanned it and made sure there was no harmful substance in it. He bit the ice cream into pieces and swallowed it. "I have something else to do. I'll leave first."

"You can't leave." Han Yu held Xi Tong's clothes, "Didn't you say you wanted to make medicine for your friend? It's a good opportunity for me to see how a recognized alchemist makes medicine."

"That's just the way it is."

After Shen Anzhi was tacitly approved to enter the Psychic Bureau, the staff of the Psychic Bureau did not delete his memory. Han Yu was very curious about the effect of the medicinal food stewed by Xitong. The quenching fluid version, so she followed him to the hospital to visit Shen Anzhi.

Xitong silently handed the tea tree mushroom stewed pork ribs in the lunch box to Shen Anzhi, "So you may feel a little pain later, but it's not because my cooking skills are too bad."

"Okay...ok." After a few days of rest and taking the painkillers prescribed by the doctor, Shen Anzhi was able to speak again.

But in order to prevent the wound that had just healed from cracking, the doctor specifically told him to talk less. Shen Anzhi took the lunch box and blew the hot air on the surface of the ribs. The ribs smelled delicious and he didn't think he would have a stomachache after eating it.

"It's delicious." The ribs in the pot were all cut into exactly the same size, the bones were stewed until soft, and the meat fell off with a light touch of teeth. It was just right for his current situation. Shen Anzhi took a breath and praised Xitong.

"If it tastes good, eat more." Xitong looked at Shen Anzhi with pity.

Even if Xitong brought a bowl of Hedinghong now, Shen Anzhi could drink it without blinking. This bowl of tea tree mushroom stewed pork ribs seemed to be missing something, but it was definitely not unpalatable, so Shen Anzhi ate it all up out of respect.

A few minutes after swallowing the last mouthful of soup, Shen Anzhi felt a cramp in his lower abdomen. He wiped the cold sweat from his head and asked, "Is this normal?"

"Normal." Xitong said, "Haven't you also seen the results of Xiuguo? This is normal."

"Can we record a video?" Xitong politely asked Shen Anzhi's opinion.

Shen Anzhi felt as if every bone in her body was broken, and she waved her hand weakly to show her agreement.

"Let's start recording." Xi Tong gestured, and while pouring his spiritual power into Shen Anzhi's meridians, he explained, "After practicing basic body refining techniques for a month, you can take the body-hardening liquid. He is a special case, and his bones are good."

"In addition, during this incident, I also injected some spiritual power rich in healing energy into his Dantian. His body functions and metabolism are now vigorous, so he can cleanse his meridians and marrow so early." Xitong pushed Han Yu's camera away with one finger, "Don't take pictures of his face."

"Don't move." Xitong warned, "and don't faint. If you faint, all your efforts will be wasted. But you can shout and cry."

Shen Anzhi, who was about to faint, perked up after hearing this. He gritted his teeth and remained silent.

It was visible to the naked eye that some sticky black substances began to be discharged from the pores of Shen Anzhi's skin all over her body. The smell of the air became a little subtle, and the originally fair skin on Shen Anzhi's face turned red like a cooked shrimp. It was not known whether it was the effect of the medicine or the shame.

"For users who are injured, or too old or too young, the dosage should be appropriately reduced, tailored to the individual."

"Okay." Xitong patted Shen Anzhi's clothes. He was now covered with a layer of black greasy substance.

Xitong was at a loss as to where to start. Seeing that the latter was still motionless, Xitong said mercifully, "Go take a shower."

Shen Anzhi jumped up from the bed almost instantly and rushed into the bathroom of the ward.

God, why does he always have to embarrass himself in front of the people he likes?