Isn’t that dangerous? They’re already a bunch of chuunibyou types and pretty cute as is—if they take the wrong medicine, won’t they become super cute? Maybe there was still a chance to save them before, but now that they’ve taken the medicine, there’s no hope left!

He finally couldn’t bear it anymore and typed in the chat box: “You can’t just take medicine recklessly!”

Just as he was about to hit enter and send his first message in the group... the chat window shook.

A big laughing face popped up in the group chat.

It was the admin Charles Bennett, who hadn’t shown up since Ethan Brooks joined the group: “The formula is quite good. I just tried seven batches at once and succeeded easily in all of them—the success rate is extremely high. I took some myself, and the effect is a bit more than half that of the old body-tempering solution. But the cost of the formula is ten times lower than the old version. Although it’s just the lowest-grade body-tempering solution, with the spiritual energy of the world thinning and precious medicinal ingredients becoming scarcer, this is really a great thing for us. Pharmacist, keep up the good work. If you can improve the formulas for pills above the third grade, that would be a tremendous merit.”

“Supplement: Most importantly, the difficulty of the refining method has been greatly reduced—it can even be handed over to apprentice alchemists to make.”

Charles Bennett was a well-known senior in the group, even stronger than Henry Clark. He was also highly accomplished in alchemy, and could be considered the authority on the subject in this group. His praise naturally gave Pharmacist, the junior, a huge boost of confidence.

“Thank you, Senior! I’ll do my best!” Pharmacist excitedly typed out a sentence of more than six characters, and did it very quickly.

Ethan Brooks’s mouth started twitching: Someone has already refined and taken that ‘body-tempering solution’?

Chapter 4: The Third-Grade Postnatal Lightning Tribulation in H City

Thinking it over, Ethan Brooks held down the ← key and deleted what he’d typed in the chat box.

He understood that, given the personalities of the group members, even if he spoke up to warn them, probably no one would listen. And since someone had already taken it and was still lively, the medicine probably wouldn’t be fatal in the short term?

That said, Ethan Brooks still felt he couldn’t just ignore them. All medicine is three parts poison—what if this body-tempering solution is a slow-acting toxin? Maybe it won’t kill anyone right away, but what if it’s deadly over time?

So he had to confirm the recipe!

He was still worrying about the chuunibyou immortals in the group.

All in all, Ethan Brooks was the kind of person you’d give a “good guy card” to.

He picked up his notebook and copied down the thirty common medicinal ingredients from Pharmacist’s ‘body-tempering solution’ that could be found online.

Ethan Brooks had a cousin named Emily Parker, who studied pharmacy.

Her university had a department of traditional Chinese medicine, so Ethan Brooks wanted to ask her to check: if you threw all thirty of these qi- and blood-nourishing herbs into a pot and stewed them together, would the resulting concoction be deadly?

In theory, these blood- and qi-boosting, restorative herbs shouldn’t be fatal. But who knows what kind of weird stuff you’d get if you threw so many things into a pot and boiled or stewed them?

As for those obviously chuunibyou-sounding names like fresh Overlord Branch and Jiuyang Red Bamboo Slices, Ethan Brooks naturally chose to ignore them. Who knows what those are? He’s not a chuunibyou, okay?

If he took those names to ask his cousin, she’d definitely think he’d lost his mind. Then tomorrow, Mrs. Brooks would surely fly to Jiangnan City to take him to see a neurologist and a psychiatrist.

“I’ll just quietly ask my cousin when I go home in a couple of weeks,” Ethan Brooks thought to himself, hoping that the senior chuunibyou immortals in the group wouldn’t kick the bucket in the meantime.

While Ethan Brooks was copying the pill recipe, the Jiuzhou No. 1 Group also quieted down for a while. Usually, not many members were online at the same time—looks like even chuunibyou types have normal lives?

Makes sense. People have to eat, work, and raise kids. Maybe there are other students in the group like him.

After copying down the thirty medicinal ingredients from the recipe, Ethan Brooks stretched. He glanced at the weather forecast software in the bottom right corner of his computer.

June 1st, sunny.

June 2nd, sunny.

“Nice weather. I’ll go out and get some exercise later.” Ethan felt his health was declining, so he decided to work out more.

But even as he thought this, his fingers couldn’t help but click on the game icon on his computer—gotta have some fun first!

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He said he’d just play a couple of rounds, but once the game started, he couldn’t stop at all!

Before he knew it, it was already noon.

“Weekends always go by so fast.” Ethan Brooks chuckled dryly, closed the game, and habitually opened the Jiuzhou No. 1 Group again.

Check it once when you turn on the computer, check it again before you shut down—guaranteed good mood all day!

As soon as he opened the group window, he saw that Logan Carter, who was often online, was indeed already there.

There were already lots of new chat messages inside.