HLnovel Chapter 124 Making Fake Medicine
Chapter 124 Making Fake Medicine
Chu Qiuchi sat in her tent, head bowed, seething with anger, her heart churning with rage. After a long while, she took a deep breath and finally managed to calm herself down somewhat.
When she turned around, she found Puyang Minghui, Nalan Xingyao, and Chu Yichen standing in the corner, glancing at her every now and then.
Seeing her looking over, the three of them moved their gazes in unison, pretending to stare at the tent flap, with stiff, fake smiles on their faces.
Seeing this, Chu Qiuchi's lips twitched slightly. He felt both annoyed and amused, and his mood inexplicably eased a little.
After pondering for a while, she finally managed to suppress her remaining anger and console herself: Forget it, the mission is more important. As for that person… ha! Whatever their intentions, let's just banish them to the sidelines and see how they behave!
Thinking of this, Chu Qiuchi raised her head, her gaze clearing again. She turned her head slightly and glanced at the three people huddled in the corner. "Minghui, Xingyao, and Yichen, stop looking. The curtain is blooming, isn't it? Come over here, I'll tell you about our new mission."
The three were taken aback at first, then exchanged glances and finally breathed a sigh of relief. It seemed the crisis was over, and the volcano had finally extinguished!
Puyang Minghui was the first to drop her stiff, fake smile, her expression becoming much more relaxed. She immediately ran over to Chu Qiuchi's side and sat down, affectionately taking her arm and asking with a grin, "Qiuchi, has General Jimo given us a new mission?"
Nalan Xingyao and Chu Yichen also walked over quickly, their eyes filled with curiosity and anticipation as they looked at Chu Qiuchi.
Chu Qiuchi looked at the three of them, smiled slightly, patted Puyang Minghui's hand, and said with a serious tone, "That's right, it's a task personally assigned by General Jimo, and it's very important."
Seeing her serious attitude, the three quickly stopped joking and nodded in agreement: "Okay, go ahead!"
Chu Qiuchi recounted Ji Mohan's discovery and the upcoming mission to the three in detail. As she spoke, the atmosphere in the tent gradually became heavy. The three gasped in surprise, their expressions filled with shock and indignation.
After hearing this, Puyang Minghui slapped her thigh in anger and said indignantly, "How could there be such a person! What is the purpose of developing such a potion? Is this an attempt to allow the beastmen to dominate the world again?"
Nalan Xingyao remained silent for a moment, then her expression suddenly stiffened, and an incredulous shock flashed in her eyes.
"Do you remember the saint's child? Wasn't he turned into that state after drinking some unknown potion? And the source of that potion has never been found out... Could it be that these things are connected?"
"What?!" Puyang Minghui exclaimed in surprise upon hearing this. "No way!?"
Chu Qiuchi thought about it seriously for a moment, then slowly spoke, his tone somewhat solemn: "I think... it's quite possible that it really is the same group of people. Since they can develop this kind of drug that can mutate the beast race, it doesn't seem impossible that they can develop that kind of harmful drug as well."
After listening to everyone's discussion, Chu Yichen suddenly thought of a possibility, "Do you think it's possible... that this medicine can cause the beast race to mutate, then what effect would it have on the human race? Could it be..."
Before he could finish speaking, Puyang Minghui and Nalan Xingyao turned to look at him simultaneously, their eyes showing a hint of surprise. Chu Qiuchi couldn't help but pat him on the shoulder, his tone a mix of praise and teasing: "Brother, not bad! Your idea is quite bold."
Chu Yichen scratched his head and smiled somewhat embarrassedly: "I was just guessing. After all, this kind of medicine can cause such terrible mutations in the beast race, so it might have some effect on the human race as well."
After a moment of contemplation, Nalan Xingyao nodded and said earnestly, "Yichen's words make sense. Once we send the potion back, we can mention it to the Dean and ask him to inquire with the Holy Maiden to see if it is the same potion."
Upon hearing this, Chu Qiuchi pondered for a moment and then nodded: "Hmm, I think that's a good idea. Let's do it that way then. But right now, we need to get the fake potion out first. Minghui, come and help me."
Puyang Minghui was about to agree when she couldn't help but glance at Ji Moyu, who was sitting alone on the other side. He had been sitting silently in the corner ever since they started their discussion, his gaze seemingly lingering on Chu Qiuchi.
She hesitated for a moment, then tentatively said, "Qiu Chi, why don't we ask Brother Yu to come along? He can help too."
Upon hearing this, Chu Qiuchi's expression immediately turned cold, a mocking smile playing on his lips. He said sarcastically, "No need! He might even find my things offensive, how could I trouble him!"
Upon hearing this, Puyang Minghui was speechless. Her lips moved as if she wanted to say something, but she held back. She glanced down at Ji Moyu and saw that his brows were slightly furrowed, but he remained silent.
Nalan Xingyao frowned slightly, remaining silent. Chu Yichen shrank back, silently sighing inwardly: These two are really... each more difficult than the last. When will this conflict ever end...?
After a long silence, Ji Moyu finally broke it. His deep eyes flickered slightly, as if concealing a thousand thoughts, mixed with an indescribable emotion.
He looked up at Chu Qiuchi and said earnestly, "Qiuchi, I never meant that. If you need help, I can assist you."
Upon hearing this, Chu Qiuchi sneered, neither replying nor looking at Ji Moyu. She turned and walked straight to the table beside her, clearing away the scattered clutter to make room for the potions she had stored in her spatial storage, which she then neatly arranged on the table.
Puyang Minghui stood to the side, watching her silent and efficient movements, and couldn't help but purse her lips. Her gaze swept back and forth between Chu Qiuchi and Ji Moyu, but she ultimately did not speak.
She took a deep breath, silently stepped forward, rolled up her sleeves, and stood beside Chu Qiuchi to help her deal with the potion.
Ji Moyu stood quietly in place, his gaze fixed on Chu Qiuchi, his eyes dark and brooding. His lips moved slightly, as if he wanted to speak, but in the end he chose to remain silent.
A moment later, he stepped to the other side, took out the tools for extracting the potion, and silently began to prepare.
Chu Qiuchi caught a glimpse of his movements out of the corner of her eye, paused slightly, and glanced at him.
Her gaze was icy, revealing an undisguised aloofness and mockery. She then gave a soft snort, said nothing more, and continued working on the potion in her hands.
Hearing her soft hum, Ji Moyu's breath hitched slightly. He didn't look up, but lowered his eyes, his hands pausing for a moment. But he quickly regained his composure and continued working, as if unaffected.
However, the hands that gripped the vessel were tighter than usual, and his knuckles were slightly white, showing that he was not as calm as he appeared on the surface.
The atmosphere inside the tent became quiet and oppressive, with only the soft clinking of objects echoing in the air. Nalan Xingyao and Chu Yichen stood to one side, neither daring to break the delicate silence.