The Glory of Noxus

Chapter 4 Gray Pharmacy Alchemy Potion
Winter has arrived, the weather is getting colder, and time has begun to become a bit upside down.

Between sunrise and sunset, the days are short and the nights are long.

By the time Huo Jixing went out again, the sky in the camp was getting dusky, and it seemed like a black curtain was about to fall, covering the mountains.

On the bluestone road, Huo Jixing walked leisurely, letting the cold wind blow on his face, and his slightly restless mood gradually calmed down.

Across the street corner, a group of low, staggered, light gray buildings came into view.

Gray pharmacy!

The place where wounded soldiers were treated and medicines provided in the Noxian camp was nicknamed the Gray Cemetery by Noxian soldiers. It represented the rebirth of life and the destination of death.

The current increasingly fierce war situation has caused a surge of people here, coming and going.

The turbid air was filled with the smell of herbs, as well as some indistinguishable special gas smell mixed in.

Huo Jixing stepped into the gray pharmacy, skillfully crossed the door, turned right and stepped into an open reception room.

In some crowded rooms, Noxian soldiers were being treated. He had nothing to do, leaning against the wall and looking at his surroundings.

There are old tables, messy wooden shelves, some unnamed metal instruments and colorful liquids.

It doesn't look like a normal medical office, more like a laboratory.

After waiting for a while, the treatment was over. The Noxian soldier hugged his bandaged arm and left in a hurry. He also took the opportunity to sit on the empty seat in front of him.

Across the table, Dr. Noxus, who was wearing a gray robe, saw someone sitting down. He raised his eyes and looked at Huo Jixing. A faint smile appeared on his wrinkled face: "It's you. You're quite on time."

"Well"

As the Noxian doctor looked around, he saw Huo Jixing's crimson armor. His smile faded, his eyes became a little solemn, and he finally whispered in a low voice: "How is your recovery going?"

"Not bad, recovering well."

Huo Jixing noticed the change in the Noxian doctor's expression, smiled and nodded slightly. With the existence of the data panel, he could clearly understand the changes in his body.

"Let me take a look first." Dr. Noxus walked up to Huo Jixing, stretched out his hands, and gently pressed on Huo Jixing's shoulders, heart, abdomen and inner thighs.

"You are indeed recovering well!" Dr. Noxus stood up and looked at Huo Jixing with some surprise. He still remembered Huo Jixing's miserable appearance when he first saw him, but he didn't say anything more.

Each one has his own special secret, and he is not curious enough to pry on others.

Dr. Noxus returned to the table, bent down, opened the drawer, took out a green potion in a glass bottle, and placed it in front of Huo Jixing.

"This is the last potion. After taking it, your body will almost recover."

"Thank you!" Huo Jixing took the green potion and thanked him.

He knew the temperament of the Noxian doctor in front of him, so he didn't wait long. After thanking him, he turned and left the room.

After walking out of the iron door of the gray pharmacy, Huo Jixing looked back at the light gray buildings behind him.

As night falls, the crowds gradually disperse, and some bandaged Noxian soldiers can be seen coming in and out; from time to time, there will be painful groans and death cries echoing in the sky; or some expressionless people. With an expression on his face, the medical staff carrying the shroud carried the cold body inside to the crematorium not far away.

"Life?"

Huo Jixing looked at the vivid but cold scene in front of him in silence, suddenly understanding something, but he couldn't explain it clearly.

Taking a deep breath, he firmly grasped the alchemy potion in his hand and walked away with a determined expression.

After leaving the gray pharmacy, it was getting dark.

Huo Jixing finished his dinner hastily, took advantage of some time, washed up, and immediately returned to the room.

Noxian camps have express prohibitions.

Rest after sunset. No walking around, noisy, or gathering of people at night.

Violators will be severely punished and will not be tolerated.

As the dark night fell, the noisy camp gradually fell into silence, with only the swaying starlight and bright yellow firelight illuminating the dark curtain.

In the small room, Huo Jixing sat in front of the bed and took out the alchemy potion in his arms by the starlight soaking through the window.

In the simple and rough glass bottle, the turbid green liquid swayed, and a strange herbal smell filled the nose.

Huo Jixing looked at the alchemy potion in his hand and recalled the scene when he saw his body for the first time. The body was covered with hideous scars, large areas of frozen flesh, and white bones and broken organs were faintly visible.

If it hadn't been for the timely help of the Noxian doctor and the alchemical potion that was poured into his mouth, he might not have survived that night.

At the same time, the alchemy potion was the only item related to the supernatural that he had seen during this period of time.

Gu Gu!Without much hesitation, Huo Jixing pulled out the wooden lid, swung the green liquid in the glass bottle, closed his eyes, and drank it.

"It's okay, the taste hasn't changed, it's the same."

After finishing the drink, Huo Jixing smacked his lips, and the remaining taste was a bit bitter.

Putting away the bottle, he sat in front of the bed without moving, waiting for the alchemy potion to take effect.

After a moment, a warm current seemed to appear out of thin air, spreading from the inside of the body to the limbs, as if someone was massaging the body, or soaking in a hot spring.

Especially in the current cold winter night, the emergence of warm currents is like putting Huo Jixing in the middle of summer, and fine beads of sweat appear on his forehead.

But this feeling goes as quickly as it comes.

After about four or five seconds, the warm current disappeared, and the coldness of winter crept up on the body again.

"What a pity!" Huo Jixing sighed softly. Thinking about it, the alchemy potions that can be provided to the legionnaires will definitely not be expensive medicines.

And as far as he knew, there was a strict hierarchy in the Noxus Empire.

Nobles and extraordinary people are the ones who control this empire.

While his body was still feeling warm, Huo Jixing originally wanted to practice swordsmanship again, but after seeing the sword marks on the wooden table, he gave up angrily.

Then he got up and began to exercise on his own in the small room.

150 push-ups.

Two hundred sit-ups.

Two hundred squats.

When everything was done, Huo Jixing panted, wiped the fine sweat from his forehead, and opened the data panel.

[Name: Huo Jixing]

【Essence: 0】

【Strength: 1.22】

[Physical: 1.18]

[Agility: 1.24]

【Spirit: 2.15】

[Skills: Advanced Warrior, Wild Survival]

[Talent: None]

[The average attribute data of a normal adult male is 1]

"Sure enough, my body has almost recovered." Huo Jixing looked at the various attributes displayed on the data panel with a smile on his lips.

Whether it is strength and physique, or agility and spirit, the data attributes displayed on the panel have surpassed those of normal adult males.

He could feel this during the exercise just now, because it was much easier than before.

"skill."

Huo Jixing's eyes fell on his skills. The [senior warrior] was still in an illusory state and could fall at any time.

"We must make good use of the remaining time, otherwise"

The Freljord is not a kind place. Whether it is the predecessor who died or the little information about the Freljord in his memory, they all tell the story of the cruelty of the frozen land in the north.

He needs to improve himself as much as possible in the next time and survive this war well.

"Live"

Huo Jixing, who was leaning on his arms, seemed to have thought of something, and felt a little bitter in his heart.

Once upon a time, living would become a luxury?
Although it was a blessing in his previous life that he could not get out of bed due to the burden of mortgage and car loans, at least it was a peaceful era. As long as he did not demand too much of himself and did not care about other people's opinions, life was still relatively good.

But here, he had to aim to survive.

It was a bit ironic, but it was so true and cruel that he couldn't help himself.

Thoughts flooded into his mind, and Huo Jixing fell into a deep sleep, covered with a thick, worn quilt.

　Seek collection, seek follow-up
　　
　
(End of this chapter)