Chapter 35

Feipeng Grass, a perennial herb, has leaves that resemble bird wings, and it is an extremely rare flying mutant plant. It is said to have the properties of replenishing vital energy, calming the mind, stopping palpitations, and strengthening the body.

Is that it? Wang Ge read these two lines over and over again, genuinely feeling that it was a rip-off.

It only mentions that the leaves look like bird wings, but what about the size? What color are they? What kind of environment do they prefer? Do they like shade or sunlight?

Nothing is clearly explained... No wonder there's a 50,000 yuan bounty!

Due to the impact of the nuclear war on Earth, many ancient medicinal herbs have changed their characteristics. They might have turned from life-saving medicines into deadly poisons, or become ineffective, or even treat different diseases. This is all uncertain.

At the same time, many previously toxic plants have become medicinal herbs. However, these all need to be re-collected and identified. Despite the advanced medical facilities, this area remains a weak point.

After all, traditional Chinese medicine has a history of thousands of years, and it has been less than a century since the nuclear war. Traditional Chinese medicine has not developed as quickly as Western medicine, and after the impact of the herb mutations, it has been completely overshadowed by Western medicine.

Feipeng Grass is a new mutant plant that appeared after the nuclear war. It has not yet been officially recognized by the Federation's medical authorities, but there are already some rumors about it in the civilian sector. These rumors, which Wang Ge found, sound quite mysterious, but there is no official certification.

For some reason, Wang Ge became very interested in Feipeng Grass. Perhaps it was because of the 50,000 yuan bounty, or perhaps it was because of the mystery surrounding Feipeng Grass...

"Let's go and take a look!" A voice in Wang Ge's mind kept tempting him, eventually leading him to make the decision.

He decided to go to Geli Mountain to look for it. There was no real danger, and he could also collect other herbs to sell for money. If he found Feipeng Grass, he would get 50,000 sun coins. Wang Ge rode his old motorcycle to the foot of Geli Mountain, found the entrance to the underground cave he was familiar with, and hid his motorcycle there. He then moved into the mountain's interior through the cave.

There are many mountains near the Mountain City Base, and the base itself is built on a mountain, hence its name. However, when it comes to medicinal herbs, Geli Mountain has the most.

Wang Ge squeezed out through a crack in the mountain. Although the red warning tape had been removed, and he didn't see any police mechs on his way, who knew when they might show up again? Better safe than sorry.

Due to his limited knowledge of Feipeng Grass, Wang Ge could only search like looking for a needle in a haystack, almost like gambling.

"This is Huoxue Grass..." Wang Ge searched for herbs and picked them as he went, but he didn't put them in the scientific collection bag. Instead, he held them in his hand and observed them carefully.

The Huoxue Grass has a red stem, which is hollow and fat, and when bent, white sap oozes out. The leaves resemble radish leaves, green with a bluish tint, and the upper leaves wrap around the stem. The tip of the leaves looks like a crane's beak, and each leaf forks, extending like a leaf-piercing shape. It blooms yellow flowers, like a newly blooming wild chrysanthemum...

This was the description of Huoxue Grass that came to Wang Ge's mind. He suddenly paused, realizing that this description seemed different from what was in the *Herbal Compendium*. Not to mention the ancient style, he had dropped out of high school in the first year and only studied classical Chinese as an elective in middle school. He didn't think he could reach this level.

He quickly opened his communication watch and searched for the description of Huoxue Grass in the *Herbal Compendium*. Apart from the difference between classical and modern Chinese, there were also some discrepancies in the descriptions. The one that appeared in his mind was clearly more accurate and detailed!

Wang Ge felt as if he had seen a ghost and stood there in a daze. What was happening to him?

Suddenly, he felt a cool, bitter taste in his mouth. He suddenly realized that while he was dazed, he had unconsciously put the Huoxue Grass in his mouth and started chewing it.

"Spit, spit!" Wang Ge instinctively spat out the Huoxue Grass, but for some reason, the thought in his mind was: Huoxue Grass is cold, bitter, and neutral, non-toxic. The core of Huoxue Grass has the effect of replenishing blood and qi and promoting blood circulation, while the stem has the effects of clearing heat, detoxifying, reducing swelling, and discharging pus.

Wang Ge was so shocked that he grabbed his head with both hands, but the thought wouldn't go away.

Logically, thoughts are produced by one's own consciousness, but the thoughts that appeared in Wang Ge's mind were not his own. It was as if someone was controlling his consciousness, but he couldn't feel anything in his mind.

As the taste of Huoxue Grass in his mouth gradually faded, the thought also disappeared. However, Wang Ge knew that the thought was still in his mind because whenever he thought of Huoxue Grass, the thoughts he had observed and tasted would reappear.

What was going on?

Being young, Wang Ge had read some novels. Various creative ideas had spawned many complete systems, such as the ordinary person flow, the infinite flow, the companion flow, the transformation flow, the system flow, the farming flow, and so on. His current situation was somewhat like the companion flow in novels.

But if it was the companion flow, why didn't an old man or an old woman appear to talk to him?

Moreover, if it was an old man's voice, it would have been different, but it was clearly his own thoughts.

His brain made judgments without his permission, which was hard to explain, but Wang Ge was sure it wasn't an old man in his mind.

Thinking about it, this should have started on the day he killed the big bear and became a boxer. He remembered that day on Geli Mountain, where he had finished collecting herbs and eating instant noodles, then fainted, and his body changed...

His changes, apart from the strange reaction to herbs, were mainly in his life level.

That's right! At the time, he was surprised that his life level seemed to have suddenly increased.

Right, before the sparring, when he was warming up with dumbbells, his strength had significantly increased. Also, during the sparring with Daozi, he clearly felt that Daozi's speed had slowed down. So, the changes were mainly physical.

This wasn't something a companion old man could do. So, what was happening to him?

Wang Ge had no way of knowing, and the instant noodles were unlikely to be the problem. He bought them from a small store downstairs and ate them every day. If there was a problem, it would have happened long ago, not on that day.

Unable to figure it out, Wang Ge decided to stop thinking about it for now. After all, the changes seemed to be in a good direction, right?

Wang Ge soon discovered that his speed in collecting herbs had increased.

Especially for herbs he had personally "identified," they seemed to stand out like fireflies in the dark, appearing so vivid and prominent in his eyes.

When he encountered new herbs, he would subconsciously observe and "identify" them, and without exception, he would successfully identify them. The descriptions were very similar to those in the *Herbal Compendium*, and even when they were slightly different, Wang Ge trusted his own identifications.

He didn't know why he was so confident, but he was mentally very firm.

There were also herbs not found in the *Herbal Compendium*, but Wang Ge could still identify them, similar to the ones in the *Herbal Compendium*. So, he suspected these were also correct.

Wang Ge also tried to stop it, and he could indeed prevent the "identification" of new herbs if he deliberately tried.

But if he didn't identify new herbs, Wang Ge would feel very uncomfortable. The feeling was like a heavy drinker smelling alcohol but not being able to drink, or a gambling addict hearing the sound of mahjong tiles but not being able to play...

It was like ants crawling in his heart, making it unbearable. After several attempts, Wang Ge finally decided to let it be.

After all, no old man or old woman appeared in his mind, right? Identifying these herbs was beneficial and harmless to him. In one day, he collected as many herbs as he usually did in a month, and the more herbs he identified, the faster he collected them.

Why didn't he have this feeling on Sifeng Mountain? Wang Ge thought about it while resting. It was probably because there were fewer herbs on Sifeng Mountain, and his attention was focused on searching for insect beasts, leaving no time for other things.

By the end of the day, Wang Ge didn't find Feipeng Grass, but he collected a lot of other herbs.

He filled ten scientific collection bags, which was worth a separate trip to Meteor Street to sell the herbs.

When he arrived at Meteor Street, Wang Ge initially planned to sell them in the black market, but he remembered the owner of the black shop in Black City, Brother Fei.

Wang Ge clearly remembered that Brother Fei's black shop not only bought insect beasts but also regularly bought herbs, with a wide range of business.

When Brother Fei saw Wang Ge take out ten scientific collection bags full of herbs, his three chins trembled in unison: "Friends are friends, business is business. I have to say this upfront. If the herbs are more than three days old, even in scientific collection bags, they will lose some of their medicinal properties, and the price will be different. Don't say I'm cheating you, Brother Fei is a man of principles!"

"Relax, they are all freshly picked today," Wang Ge said.

"You're not alone, right?" Brother Fei blinked his small eyes and rubbed his fat chin: "Don't misunderstand, Brother Fei means you have a team?"

"… What if I say no?" Wang Ge thought for a moment and replied with a teasing tone.

"What a joke!" Brother Fei's small eyes instantly widened, and his three chins trembled out of sync: "With these herbs, even a second-level Chinese herbalist might not be able to collect them in one day. Brother, if you have the skills of a second-level herbalist, why are you still here?"

[Thank you, Brother Drunken Tiger, for your support! I hope your book becomes a hit! Thank you, Brother Skyworm, for your support (100), kisses~]

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