Creating a Different World - Chapter 2502

[Chapter 2502 Medicine]

“Your Highness, this old man is still breathing!” Heiman went forward to take a closer look, and turned back to say loudly.

“An old man like this, even if he is revived, he can’t help much, right?” Bacon muttered beside him.

“What nonsense are you talking about?” Zion glared at him, “Hurry up and lift the person into the car!”

“Yes!” Bacon shrank his head. He forgot that Zion was also an old man, and he would definitely be unhappy to be spoken to like this.

“Your Highness, there is a child here who seems to have moved a little!”

“Hurry up and lift him into the car!”

“What are you shouting for?” Zion said anxiously, “What did you tell me before you came? You can’t reveal your identity here!”

“Anyway, there’s no one around!” Heiman muttered in a low voice.

“Be cautious, understand? If someone hears it, it may cause unnecessary trouble!” Zion frowned.

“Oh, I see!” Heiman nodded quickly and helped lift another child who still had a faint breath into the car.

The rest were checked one by one, and it seemed that there was no lucky one.

There was only an old man and a child, and only two slaves were still breathing, and they might not be able to hold on at any time.

“The people have been carried to the car!” Zion carefully checked the surroundings to make sure that no one was there. Then he came to Jia Zhengjin and whispered, “What should we do with these bodies?”

Jia Zhengjin glanced at the dead bodies of the slaves discarded on the side and said, “Find some firewood and put them together and cremate them directly!”

“But we didn’t bring any fire-starting tools.”

“Huh~” Jia Zhengjin raised his right hand and a scorching flame came out, “What are you worried about?”

“Oh, that’s right! I forgot that you have the fireball spell.” Zion breathed a sigh of relief, “Your Highness, please be merciful!”

“Okay, you guys quickly collect firewood, I’ll go find some herbs nearby to treat the injuries of these two people.”

“Your Highness, are there any herbs nearby?”

“Herbs are everywhere, they’re easy to find.” Jia Zhengjin shrugged, “Hurry up.”

“Yes!”

So the troops split into two groups. Jia Zhengjin went to the nearby woods to search for herbs, and Heiman and Bacon escorted him. Zion led the rest of the people to collect firewood around and piled it around the bodies.

As Jia Zhengjin said, low-level herbs are easy to find. Blue herbs, red herbs, and the like can be found everywhere.

Red herbs can restore health and make low-level recovery potions. Blue herbs can restore mana, so it’s not wrong to prepare some.

At present, there is no alchemy table or medicine bowl, so you can’t make medicine with your hands. So Jia Zhengjin picked as many red herbs as possible. Although the recovery effect of each herb is not great, a large number of them can still save lives.

After picking enough herbs, there was enough firewood piled up next to the corpse. Zion and others were resting nearby. When they saw them coming back, they immediately stood up to greet them.

Jia Zhengjin first came to the wooden trailer to check on the two slaves who were still breathing. Their breathing was very weak, and their HP was now in the single digits, and they were in an extremely dangerous situation.

Everyone gathered around and watched curiously.

Jia Zhengjin first took out a piece of red herb and stuffed it into the mouth of the old slave with less HP.

The herb instantly increased the old man’s HP by 5 points.

Although it seemed that there was no change on the surface, his HP finally returned to the double digits, becoming 11 points.

Jia Zhengjin took out another piece of red herb and stuffed it into the mouth of the slave child, increasing his HP to the double digits as well.

After that, he fed them the herbs separately until their HP was restored to about 30 points.

He was not in a hurry to fully restore the HP of the two people, but just made sure that they were not in danger and stopped the bleeding.

Both slaves were still in a coma and motionless.

“Okay! Now they are fine, and we will continue to treat them after we go back.” Jia Zhengjin turned to the other side, “Are the firewood ready?”

“It’s ready!” Zion replied quickly.

“Then let’s cremate it!” Jia Zhengjin walked to the firewood pile, raised his right hand, and a fireball appeared.

“May the gods guide you!” Zion walked over and put his hands together in front of the slave body in the middle of the firewood.

“May the gods guide you!” Heiman, Ashley and others put their hands together, as if it was a form of prayer?

Jia Zhengjin threw the fireball in his hand into the firewood, and the flames immediately spread. The firewood burned

fiercely and the fire was very strong. In order to complete it as soon as possible, Jia Zhengjin threw several fireballs into it in succession, causing the flames to soar into the sky and the temperature to become very high.

It didn’t take long for it to burn cleanly, leaving only a pile of ash on the scene.

Everyone prayed again, and then returned to the carriage.

“Let’s go home!” Jia Zhengjin also returned to the car.

“Gee!” The three drivers, Heiman, Bacon, and Gru, whipped their whips, and the carriage quickly moved toward the mountain road.

Rushing back to the mountain village, Ladin brought the two children to greet them.

When he saw that the goods on the carriage were emptied and a lot of daily necessities were bought, he felt happy. But soon he saw the old slave and the child in the car behind him, and he showed a surprised expression again.

“Your Highness, this is…”

“Slave!” Jia Zhengjin jumped out of the car.

“Ah? You bought slaves?” Ladin looked at the two dying slaves in disbelief, “They are almost dead, right?”

“We didn’t buy them,” Zion came over to explain, “They were beaten to death by slave traders because they were disobedient, and were thrown into the wild to feed wild beasts. But the princess was kind and asked us to save two of the slaves who still had a faint breath and bring them back.”

“Oh!” Ladin suddenly realized, but frowned and said, “What’s the point of coming back? They will still die”

“Your Highness has a way to cure them!”

“Oh? God’s power?”

“Yes! God’s power!”

While they were talking, Jia Zhengjin asked Heiman and others to lift the two slaves to the ground and put them down. He walked to the tool table, found the simple formula for making the medicine bowl, and quickly produced it. The

medicine bowl can only make simple medicines, not as comprehensive as the alchemy table, but it is enough for now.

The red herbs can produce primary physical potions, which are much more effective than taking them one by one. He made a few bottles and turned around to take them to the slaves.

“Your Highness, is this a potion?” When he took out the potion to feed the slaves, Zion was startled and quickly squatted down to ask.

“That’s right! Primary physical potion, which can quickly heal the wounded.” Jia Zhengjin nodded.

“Oh my God! You want to use this to treat slaves?” Not to mention Zion, everyone else around was stunned.

“What’s wrong?”

“Your Highness, potions are quite precious! The quality of your potion looks quite good, and it can be sold for at least 80 coppers a bottle. It’s a waste to give it to slaves!” Zion was heartbroken.

“What’s the matter?” Jia Zhengjin smiled, “It’s quite simple to configure this potion, you can have as much as you want. Don’t worry!”

“Ah?!” Everyone was shocked, and Zion’s eyes widened, “You, you mean it’s easy to configure it?”

“Yes!”

“Oh my God! Then what ingredients do we still need to sell? We’ll be rich just by selling medicine!”

“Didn’t I say it?” Jia Zhengjin shrugged, “There are so many ways to make money.”

(End of this chapter)