Chapter 3

The blue Spirit Yuan Grass had no particular taste when chewed, just a slight coolness, which reassured Qin Yi. After all, a mouth full of grass or bitter medicine would not be pleasant...

Chewing slowly, after finishing the Spirit Yuan Grass, Qin Yi did not feel anything particularly special, just a sense of increased energy, and the drowsiness from staying up late for a long time was gone.

Qin Yi ran to the bathroom, looked in the mirror, and saw no significant changes. He still had short hair and was 1.8 meters tall, but his dark circles were gone, his body was more muscular, and he looked spirited and full of energy. "Hmm, I'm only 25, still quite young, I should look like this." Qin Yi was very satisfied with his current state.

Then Qin Yi remembered the Blood Spirit Fruit, which had increased his constitution by 10 points. He wasn't sure if 10 points were a lot or a little, but he felt his strength was much greater than usual. Qin Yi decided to do push-ups to test it. In a little over a minute, he did 100 push-ups and still didn't feel he had reached his limit. He did a few more before he couldn't continue. Qin Yi calculated that his current physical condition was about twice what it used to be. It seemed that constitution included strength, endurance, and other physical attributes.

Qin Yi was very satisfied. With some exercise, he now had twice the physical condition of an average adult.

After experiencing the Blood Spirit Fruit and Spirit Yuan Grass, Qin Yi thought of the Snow Ginseng. This was the best of them all. In the game, it wasn't very important, but in real life, it was a true treasure. Qin Yi immediately entered the space and went to the Snow Ginseng. He saw white grains scattered around, which he thought must be the seeds. He quickly collected them and counted 30 seeds, which was quite good. One Snow Ginseng produced so many seeds.

Looking at the seeds on the ground, Qin Yi returned to his rental apartment, found a few plastic bags, and flashed back to the space to start collecting the seeds. First, the Snow Ginseng, then the Spirit Yuan Grass.

The seeds of the Spirit Yuan Grass, like the Snow Ginseng, were scattered around the plant, turned blue, and there were 30 seeds per plant. Thinking about it, the Blood Spirit Fruit also produced 30 fruits. When he picked them, he saw the seeds inside the fruit cores, which were full and almond-like. It seemed the three spirit herbs were the same, with 30 seeds each.

After collecting the seeds, he stored them in the thatched hut.

After doing all this, Qin Yi turned around and dug up a Snow Ginseng. The Snow Ginseng was not large, about 15-16 centimeters long and three fingers wide, with a body as white as jade, emitting a faint glow. Just by its appearance, it was clear it was a good thing!

Qin Yi held it in his hand but didn't dare to eat it. He wasn't afraid of not being able to bite it; it was fresh ginseng, not processed. He was afraid that eating it might make him 10 years younger, turning him into a teenager, which would be a big joke!

Forget it, he would store it for now. He would find a small animal later and try a bit of the root. Thinking this, Qin Yi put the Snow Ginseng's effects aside and started harvesting the mature spirit herbs and fruits. He needed to harvest them quickly and plant the next batch!

After harvesting the spirit herbs and fruits, Qin Yi stored them in the thatched hut. He hadn't decided how to use these treasures yet, but he would store them for now. The thatched hut would keep them from spoiling, and he would plan his future path later.

After all this, Qin Yi's stomach was growling. Checking the time, it was already past 11. "Hmm, it's time to eat." Qin Yi, who had been busy and hungry since last night, decided to have a big meal. Knowing that the spirit herbs in the space couldn't be taken out casually, he planned to do it slowly.

"As for how to plan, well, let's eat first, and think about it after the meal." Qin Yi muttered to himself and decided to eat first. He changed his clothes, took his wallet, and went out to catch a bus, heading straight for the Jiangda Xixi campus, planning to find a good restaurant nearby. Unexpectedly, halfway there, on Tianmu Road, he saw a traffic jam far ahead.

"An accident!" the driver said solemnly and quickly parked by the side of the road to help.

Qin Yi got out of the car with everyone else and walked into the crowd, hearing people chattering.

"Someone said one person died?" a nearby aunt said with a complex expression.

"Yes, they said he was drunk. Sigh, driving drunk, people these days have no respect!" an old man added, lamenting the decline of morals.

"That young man was also unlucky!"

"Indeed, he was just driving along and got hit."

"He seems to be badly injured!"

"Pretty bad, I heard his ribs are broken."

The crowd was buzzing with discussion.

Qin Yi listened and looked at the scene. The injured person had been rescued, and the deceased was covered with clothes on the side of the road. A black Mercedes-Benz was overturned on the side, and a Volkswagen had crashed into a tree in the flower bed, with the front of the car crushed and the surrounding barriers scattered.

Looking closer at the injured person, a young man with short hair, 1.78 meters tall, wearing a white short-sleeved T-shirt and black skinny pants, dressed in an urban fashion, looked somewhat familiar, though his face was not visible.

"It can't be someone I know!" Thinking this, Qin Yi became nervous and quickly walked over.

"Ye Fang? Holy crap, is it really you?" Upon closer inspection, Qin Yi shouted and rushed over, his face full of concern. "How are you? Where are you hurt? Is it serious? Where's the ambulance?"

The young man, hearing the call, looked up, and his pale face broke into a smile. "Xiao Yi, how did you get here?" He said one sentence and spat out a mouthful of blood. Qin Yi quickly gestured for him not to speak and carefully examined his injuries.

Ye Fang, Qin Yi's college classmate and four-year roommate, was a third-generation red, handsome and spirited, with a low profile and a sense of righteousness.

Qin Yi's college dorm had four people: the eldest, Wang Xixi, was ambitious and good at socializing; the second, Fang Yue, was short but highly intelligent with novel ideas; the third, Ye Fang, was smart and had a long-term vision; and the fourth, Qin Yi, was strategic but a bit lazy. The four were the best friends in college.

Of course, Qin Yi's nickname "Xiao Yi" and Fang Yue and Wang Xixi's nicknames were often joked about at first, but they eventually got used to it.

Qin Yi looked for a while and found that Ye Fang's left arm seemed to be broken, and there was a patch of blood on his chest, though it was unclear if he was injured there.

At this moment, a helpful old man explained: "This young man was driving forward when a car came from the left, drunk and speeding, and hit him directly. Look, the car door is deformed!"

Qin Yi forced a smile and greeted the old man, who had gray hair and was dressed casually, with a birdcage nearby, probably out for a walk. Qin Yi looked at Ye Fang's car, which was indeed overturned, with the door deformed and the front window shattered. It seemed that people had dragged Ye Fang out from there.

"Your friend is seriously injured, with a broken left arm and likely broken ribs on the left side, and internal injuries. Otherwise, he wouldn't be spitting blood. I hope the ambulance arrives soon."

Hearing about internal injuries, Qin Yi became even more anxious. This was no joke; broken bones were manageable, but internal injuries were unpredictable and could be serious. However, he could only be anxious and couldn't help much.

Suddenly, Qin Yi thought of the Blood Spirit Fruit in the space. In the game, it not only increased one's constitution but also restored health points, so it should be useful for Ye Fang!

Thinking this, Qin Yi couldn't stay still. "Lie still, don't move. I'll be right back from the toilet."

After saying this to Ye Fang, he got up and ran to the nearby supermarket, ignoring the puzzled looks from others. Qin Yi ran to the supermarket bathroom, entered the space, went to the thatched hut to get a Blood Spirit Fruit, and then ran back.

Qin Yi sat down next to Ye Fang and, after a while, took out the Blood Spirit Fruit from his pocket, intending to feed it to Ye Fang. Seeing Qin Yi take out a red fruit and offer it to him, Ye Fang still had the energy to joke: "A few fruits won't be enough, I'll still be a hungry ghost."

"Don't joke around at a time like this, don't talk!"

Qin Yi's voice was unusually stern, but Ye Fang seemed happy. Having a brother worried about him in a crisis was a comforting thing.

Qin Yi looked at the Blood Spirit Fruit in his hand. Ye Fang's condition made it difficult for him to eat the fruit. He ran to the crowd to borrow a plastic bag, put the fruit in it, and crushed it by hammering, squeezing, and smashing. He then squatted down and fed Ye Fang a little at a time. The old man nearby opened his mouth to say something but, seeing Ye Fang's determined expression as he ate, said nothing.

Ye Fang didn't think much about it. His brother, though lazy, never did anything useless. If he said to eat it, he would eat it. It couldn't harm him.

"The taste is really good. I'll have to ask Xiao Yi what kind of fruit it is after I recover. Eating it like this has no texture!" Ye Fang, with a thick nerve, thought to himself while struggling to eat.

After eating with difficulty, Qin Yi sat down and waited for the ambulance, observing Ye Fang's condition. After another 3 minutes, the ambulance finally arrived. Qin Yi saw that Ye Fang's face had improved, indicating that the Blood Spirit Fruit was effective.

Ye Fang's experience was even more specific. After eating the red fruit, he felt the pain in his chest and left arm lessen significantly. The broken bone area felt warm and slightly itchy, and the weakness he had felt since the accident was mostly gone.

"Could it be the effect of that fruit? It's a miraculous medicine!"

Ye Fang thought this but didn't plan to ask more. If it was the fruit's effect, such a good thing wouldn't be abundant, and having enough for himself was enough.

Feeling much better, Ye Fang, who no longer coughed up blood when speaking, called home to briefly explain his condition. His family would contact the hospital to make arrangements.

Qin Yi watched as Ye Fang was lifted onto the ambulance and followed him to the hospital. In the ambulance, the doctors, based on the scene and Ye Fang's condition, diagnosed a broken left arm, broken ribs with slight pressure on the heart, and minor lung damage.

At the city hospital, the director, who had been notified, personally arranged for an examination and prepared the operating room. Qin Yi sat aside, expecting the surgery to take a while. However, unexpectedly, after the examination, Ye Fang was pushed back to the intensive care unit.

Qin Yi scratched his head, confused about the situation...

Page break for ads

Page break for ads end