Chapter 150: Apothecary

In the third layer of Real Space in the "Kingdom of Disorder," Ninglu stared at the three-sided dice before him.

His black eyes turned deep and profound; a moment later, strands of black thread reflected in his pupils, connecting him to the Prophecy Dice.

【Initial connection established.】

While lost in thought, Ninglu removed the Power Fist from his left hand, placed it there, and continued to establish the connection.

The Primarch returned to the side of the raft-spider and cut off a limb bearing a carapace.

This limb had no residual spirituality and was not a Potion Material.

He took a small Storage Device specially made by the Master of the Forge from his backpack, activated the Stasis Field, and placed the tissue inside.

After returning to the real world, Ninglu received a report from members of the guard that no traces of other giant spirit spiders were found around the sewage pool.

The Primarch then sent messages to Adams and Rosicky Cech to make arrangements before the return journey.

One stellar hour later, he met two Order Shadows in the tower that had belonged to the Chief Iron Lord not long ago.

"The Fourth Legion is temporarily responsible for guarding the six star systems of the Spider Alliance; Death Lord, I hope you can establish a brand-new order here."

"An order similar to Vostonia's, but adapted to local actual conditions."

Ninglu recalled the future in which the Hemar Family established a powerful regime that ruled Necromunda for a long time, and continued.

"Although Necromunda's population is a hundred times that of Vostonia, as long as you place yourself in the position of an arbiter and support the rise of a family, you can establish a set of order."

"Father, I will carry out your command."

Adams was as cold-faced as ever, accepting Ninglu's command.

"Your other duty is to excavate ruins and master the power you have just acquired; in this regard, you must work closely with the Master of the Forge."

Seeing both Order Shadows nod, the Primarch picked up the Storage Device from his feet.

"Rosicky, besides researching the Portal and the technology left behind by the Spider Alliance, I also want you to conduct research on the biological tissues inside."

The Master of the Forge took the arm-sized box with both hands and asked curiously.

"My King, where does it come from?"

"The most precious raft-spider among the giant spirit spiders."

"I want you to research a method to kill the giant spirit spiders without damaging the silk glands, fangs, eyes, and spider legs."

Ninglu could not be certain whether the eyes of other giant spirit spiders besides the raft-spider were Potion Materials, so he included them directly.

"Adams, once you discover giant spirit spiders, you are to organize a hunt."

After arranging the matters of Necromunda, the Primarch ordered the Second, Fifth, and Eleventh Legions to set off, with the Jingjie Star as their target.

"Inquisitor" Howard Fender had tortured the location of the Jingjie Star out of an Eldar Farseer; considering that the Sam-Han Craftworld was famous among the Eldar for being adept at war, Ninglu decided to go and support the Arbiter Lord.

While the fleet was returning, at the main star of the Triken system.

On this Virgin World transformed by the Eldar, even the craggy mountain peaks appeared soft and beautiful.

"Apothecary" Mitchell had established his laboratory on the summit of the most lush primeval mountain, and every day before the sun rose, he would take a walk in the mountains.

Today was no different; the Chief Apothecary, wearing a black robe, walked briskly along the mountain path.

The Order Shadow's gaze swept over the surroundings, stopping from time to time to examine the herbs within his line of sight.

The most important reason the "Apothecary" chose this mountain peak was that he had discovered numerous primitive herbs here: sage with gray-green oval leaves, Lemon Balm that exuded a resin with the scent of citral, Evening Primrose that split into four petals when ripe...

Mikel would stop from time to time, operating the prosthetic limb on his back to pick herbs; the surgical forceps were temporarily replaced with specially designed picking tools.

One stellar hour later, his backpack was filled with herbs, and the Chief Apothecary returned to the laboratory immediately.

The "Apothecary" placed the fresh Lemon Balm and other items on a drying rack to bake at a low temperature, removing other parts and retaining only the essential oil components.

He then mobilized his spirituality, used "Material Adaptation," and began to domesticate the plants.

He placed the sage leaves at the bottom of the mortar, held the pestle vertically, first pressed with gentle circular motions, and gradually increased pressure when he heard a "rustling" sound.

After all the sage was broken, the "Apothecary" began fine grinding; he rotated the pestle slowly clockwise, keeping his wrist at a stable arc, and used the texture of the mortar's inner wall to crush the fibers.

When the leaves turned into coarse particles, he reversed his wrist and made small, rapid counter-clockwise circles to make the powder uniform and fine.

The oil in the leaves exuded as the temperature rose, condensing into tiny oil droplets on the wall of the mortar.

With the "Apothecary's" "Material Adaptation," spirituality would be fully mobilized throughout the process, domesticating plants and animal materials that had lost their lives, allowing materials processed by extraordinary abilities to have better medicinal effects than ordinary ones.

The "Apothecary" then processed materials such as deer antlers in turn, and after preparing all the materials, he began to make the potion.

After weighing all the liquid solvents, he poured them into a large crucible with a diameter of two meters and turned on the Ignition Rune.

After waiting for the liquid to boil, he poured in materials like Evening Primrose, and only dripped in the Lemon Balm essential oil at the end.

The "Apothecary" picked up a sterilized glass stirring rod and began to stir rapidly.

Fifteen minutes later, he stopped his movements and turned off the rune.

The liquid in the pot gradually cooled down, and a thick, sweet, herbal fragrance permeated the air.

Mikel picked up a potion bottle from the side and poured the brownish liquid into them one by one.

The filled potions were neatly placed on a stainless steel reagent rack; as the Chief Apothecary wiped the sweat from his forehead, he felt as if something had dissolved within his body.

He picked up the Control Staff from the shelf, pushed the silver cart filled with reagent racks, and walked to a marble gate.

Mikel raised the Control Staff and pressed the Opening Rune on the head of the staff.

The green rune flickered, and with the sound of hinges, the marble gate slowly opened.

The Chief Apothecary pushed the silver cart through the gate, turned around, and used the Control Staff to close the gate.

Subsequently, Mikel walked all the way down along the spiraling downward passage.

The Chief Apothecary pushed the silver cart, reached the belly of the mountain, and arrived at the lounge where the Candidates were gathered and waiting; he picked up a bottle of potion with his right hand, shook it, and said to everyone.

"Come to me, line up to receive your potion."

The Vostonian Warriors looked at the tall giant with suspicion; if they didn't know that Mikel, who wore a black robe and resembled the King, was the Chief Apothecary, they would have suspected him of being a fraudulent, unscrupulous medicine peddler.

They were on the path to the heavens; how could drinking a potion be of any help?

"Although it cannot change your physical fitness, it can reduce rejection reactions."

"This is the unique ability bestowed upon me by the Monarch."

Upon hearing this, the Candidates no longer held any doubts; they formed neat lines, received the potions from the Apothecary, and tilted their heads back to drink them.

After the Apothecary finished distributing the potions to all the Candidates, he spoke.

"You are to proceed to the operating rooms immediately and begin undergoing the Gaizao Shouhu."

With that said, the Chief Apothecary raised his Control Staff and aimed it at a white alloy metal door.

Runes flickered, the door opened, and the Candidates filed inside.

Mikel also walked quickly toward the operating rooms below; he took a Data Slate from an attendant and slid his finger across it to review the data.

【Ever since I developed the potion to alleviate rejection reactions, the success rate of the surgery has increased by 5.2 percent.

However, the emergency potion is not as effective; the probability of Death has only decreased by 1.4 percent.

This is the limitation of the Apothecary; in this regard, I am inferior to the Physician.】

As the Apothecary pondered, he began to inspect the operating chambers.

He had just walked past the No. 4 operating chamber when he noticed the body of the subject undergoing the Gaizao Shouhu trembling.

The Apothecary immediately activated his Spirit Vision, pinpointing the exact location before the monitoring equipment could, and the prosthetic limbs on his back instantly reached toward the subject to begin emergency treatment.

In the No. 16 operating chamber, the Physician Malena Skala finished the surgery, walked out of the mountain along the corridor, boarded an airship, and flew toward Farm No. 5.

(End of chapter)