Left in the room all by himself, Virus’ expression contorted slightly while his nerves received and transmitted the sensation of sharp pain to his brain.
“Now that everything is in motion, I better rest until Augustus comes back.”
Murmuring that sentence out loud, Virus closed his eyelids as he sank into a deep sleep.
Hours escaped by.
Knock! Knock! Knock!
A repetitive knock suddenly awakened Virus out of his brief slumber.
“Come in!” He said in a hurry since dealing with the internal issue of his physique was his top priority.
Pushing the entry open, Augustus walked inside and placed a bag filled with various materials on the table.
“Everything you need is here, boss.” Tilting his head respectfully, Augustus mouthed.
“Where is the special metal pot with a lid I asked for?”
“Oh, that… please wait a second.” Going out momentarily, Augustus returned together with a small pot and a lid on top of it. “Here it is. Its owner promised me it’s an extremely endurable piece of pot since it was made using a special metal. He sold it to me for one-hundred Qi Ingots.”
Since everything he had asked for was indeed ready and accessible now, nodding in sheer satisfaction, he dismissed Augustus. “Alright, you may leave. Oh, right, don’t let anyone disturb me until I say otherwise.”
“Yes, sir.”
…
Left in the room with a variety of plants and herbs, a strange type of wood, and a lidded pot, Virus forced himself into a sitting position while the intense pain flooded his brain again.
Amongst the three categories of items procured, the object that was especially garnering Virus’ focus was the unique bar of wood that had strange yet beautiful engravings on itself, engravings that were the result and work of nature itself.
Regardless, he did not linger on it longer than necessary. Hence, standing up, ignoring the affliction completely, he picked everything up and moved to where the fireplace was located in his room.
Then, he was just about to grab the water container filled with drinking water and pour some of it into the pot when an idea bubbled up, ‘Hmm, what if I use that instead of this?’
Immediately, having decided on his following course of action, he was already on the move as he left outside.
“Boss! Why are you on your feet instead of resting?”
“I’ve something I need to fetch, so I’ll be departing briefly.” In spite of his face being ashen white due to damage, Virus ignored his condition and continued taking one step after another toward the exit.
“Ah, boss, you shouldn’t do that… how about this, I’ll do it for you, just tell me-” Alas, before he could even finish his sentence, shaking his head, Virus rejected Augustus’ kind intentions, “I need to do this myself.”
“Then… I’ll follow you.”
“No, not this time, just stay here in the inn until my return.” Persisting stubbornly, Virus pushed ahead unhindered.
“But…”
“No buts, stay!”
“Yes.”
Afterward, despite every step transferring a piercing pain all over his being, Virus kept taking one step after another until he vanished from the vicinity of the inn entirely.
…
One hour later, Virus’ silhouette materialized near the inn again. However, instead of returning empty-handed, there was an additional item on his hand this time. To be precise, it was a bottle of water.
Nevertheless, ambling back to his room slowly, Virus closed the door and released a sigh of relief, ‘Water of Life, procured!’
Indeed, as he was claiming, when Virus was gone just now, he was away to fetch some Water of Life from his spaceship floating invisibly outside the city dome. When the idea of using ‘that’ instead of drinking water had stroked him, by ‘that’, he was obviously referring to the Water of Life.
Luckily, he had brought some Water of Life to this journey of his since he wanted to keep his promise of letting the Pagoda master experience and taste the true top-quality tea.
Anyhow, the Water of Life was why Virus had to be the one to go get it himself since the spaceship was a top-level secret of his that he didn’t want any else to be aware of.
Nonetheless, since he had the Water of Life now, Virus went ahead and poured some of it into the pot in the fireplace before proceeding to place the bar of wood beneath the pot.
Next, using something similar to flint and steel, Virus made sparks and ignited the single bar of wood beneath the pot.
The moment the wood was ignited, strangely, red fire was inflamed.
Soon, the terrifying heat began boiling the Water of Life inside the pot.
On the other side, seeing that the water was boiling already, Virus threw one plant after another into the container at a variety of intervals.
At last, when every single ingredient was dumped inside, locking the lid, all Virus had to do now was to wait.
Unfortunately, as time passed, cracks began forming on the pot itself, apparently, the container was too fragile to tolerate the steam pressure locked within it as it was about to explode any seconds now.
‘Just a few more seconds! Endure it a bit more!’ As if he was praying to the pot itself, Virus urged it to last a little longer.
Crack~ Crack!
One crack after another extended on the pot as it was getting closer and closer to its detonation point.
By the time the third second passed, the automatic timer within Virus’ head went off, indicating the procedure to be over.
Pssst!
Emptying the drinking water of the room on the fireplace with no delay whatsoever, Virus extinguished the flame.
Then, opening the locked lid of the pot, wild steam escaped it, relieving all the pressure at once. Albeit, that sudden release of pressure seemed too abrupt to the poor pot since its upper frame suddenly broke through as a huge chunk of it fell inside it.
However, none of that mattered to Virus, what mattered to him at the moment was the single transparent orb of green that was standing alone in the middle of the broken pot.
After the flame had elevated the heat within the pot to the extremes, the water within the pot had gotten so hot that all of it had vaporized and turned into steam within the container itself.
But when that happened, due to the horrendous pressure from the steam plus the factor of the special design and shape of the pot Virus had demanded, the herbs within the pot itself were forced into the very center itself as they had all melted before being jammed into one another until the eventual formation of the current perfectly fused orb.
‘Finally, my Basic Angel Tear pellet is ready!’ As Virus was saying, this pellet in his line of sight was called the Basic Angel Tear which was one of the most miraculous healing pellets of the future amongst medicines of First Refinement.
What made this pellet so special and worth creating today was the fact that it was the result of accumulative knowledge and research from the best scientists of the Technology Earth in the future based on the alchemy or pillsmithing field of the Cultivation Multiverse.
Despite it merely being a pellet of First Refinement which was the weakest type of pellet the pillsmiths can produce, Virus knew that wasn’t the case at all since the scientific planet had put it together in a way so, in spite of being merely a medicine of First Refinement, it would have the potency and strength of a pill of Second Refinement!
Therefore, one could even say this pellet was a miracle that technology had brought forth, a miracle that absolutely did not exist in the current Cultivation Multiverse of today.
‘It sucks to not have the MDA with me.’ Indeed, in case Virus had access to the Maker Device Apothecary right now, this entire money-burning procedure which was usually utilized by the so-called First Refinement Pillsmiths of the Cultivation Multiverse would have been easily avoided.
Unfortunately, since the MDA wasn’t with Virus at the moment, left with no other choice, Virus could only go back to the basics and use the alchemy methods of the Pillsmiths.
Nonetheless, now that the remedy was ready at last, without any ado, grasping the ball of green crystal, Virus throw it into his mouth before swallowing it directly.
