The next day, before heading out, Zhang Miaomiao came early carrying some supplements to offer her regards.

She obviously knew Chen Shouyi's routine.

In the living room on the first floor of the villa.

"This is wild Purple Dragon Beard, which is excellent for replenishing original qi, nourishing yin and strengthening yang, accelerating wound healing. It's very effective for those who are injured and physically weak!" Zhang Miaomiao said with a smile.

She was dressed in a light-colored business suit with a wide open collar, her waist was slim, her figure voluptuous, wearing light black stockings that accentuated her particularly long legs, exuding a calm yet intellectual aura.

Chen Shouyi curiously took a plain plastic bag and looked at the items inside that resembled purple sweet potatoes, unable to resist asking, "Wild?"

This was something he was very familiar with. When he was young and often sickly, he would frequently consume this.

Brewing tea, grinding into powder, holding in the mouth...

At that time, it was quite popular.

But it was indeed quite effective. After eating it for half a year, he never got sick again, and his body became much stronger.

Over twenty years of contact with the otherworld has led humans to discover many precious herbs. Many have been transplanted to Earth, successfully mass-produced. Artificially grown Purple Dragon Beard is now widely used in health products and pharmaceuticals, costing just one to two thousand per pound at pharmacies.

However, that's the artificially grown kind. The wild Purple Dragon Beard from the otherworld is as valuable as gold, its quantity scarce, and it can't be bought on the market. These herbs are nourished by the Original Force of the otherworld, their effects manifesting as a completely different species compared to the artificially grown ones.

And this large bag of dried goods weighs a full kilogram.

"This is stock purchased from explorers in the past. By the way, how are your injuries?" Zhang Miaomiao asked with concern, finally revealing the main reason for her visit. Seeing that Chief Advisor Chen looked rosy, she breathed a sigh of relief,

Given the tense situation everywhere now, not only in Hedong City has there been an attack, if Chen Shouyi were to have another issue, it would be terrible.

"Just some superficial wounds, fully healed now!" Chen Shouyi replied.

"Still, don't be careless. You'd better avoid bathing for a few days to prevent infection, and make sure to disinfect your wounds daily, also avoid spicy food." Zhang Miaomiao spoke gently, clearly showing disbelief on her face.

How could it heal so quickly, when just last night they were still bleeding profusely, with a noticeable gash, not resembling a simple superficial wound at all.

Even with a Martial Artist's constitution, it would take at least a few days to a week to heal completely.

She felt she should suggest to the provincial officials to arrange a healthcare doctor for the Chief Advisor.

No matter how strong he is, he's still just an eighteen-year-old boy and can't take care of himself.

"My injuries are completely healed?" Chen Shouyi couldn't help but emphasize.

If it weren't a bit inappropriate to lift his shirt, he would have wanted to show her.

"I know, so Chief Advisor, please rest well these days, and I won't disturb you anymore!" Zhang Miaomiao said on her own, then stood up.

...

Getting up to see Zhang Miaomiao off at the door.

Chen Shouyi scratched his head in frustration, wondering why no one believed him.

"Who's this young girl, quite pretty." Mrs. Chen curiously asked.

What young girl, I could call her auntie!

"From the Provincial Government!" Chen Shouyi said, then took the bag of Purple Dragon Beard from the table in the living room and said to Mrs. Chen, "Mom, you and dad can have this bag of wild Purple Dragon Beard!"

"This is wild?" Mrs. Chen exclaimed in surprise as she took it, "I heard it's really nourishing, better for you to eat it yourself!"

"Just rumors, it won't help me, a Martial Artist, and probably not my sister either, you and dad have it." Chen Shouyi said.

"We don't want to eat it, it'd be too wasteful, let's give it away during New Year!"

"As you wish!" Chen Shouyi had no objections.

With the intake of several doses of Divine Blood, his parents' constitution was now comparable to a Martial Artist's, making them look much younger and probably wouldn't benefit much from consuming it.

...

Chen Shouyi rode out of the door on his bicycle.

Suddenly looking up, he saw five fighter jets, flying in formation with a rumbling sound.

The frequency of fighter jet deployments these days was somewhat high, causing Chen Shouyi some anxiety. As he passed a newsstand, he stopped his bicycle to buy a newspaper and found out that the attacks on provincial and city governments in the last two days were only slightly mentioned in an unnoticeable corner.

There was no extensive coverage.

Probably to reassure the public.

Chen Shouyi skimmed through it, then tossed the newspaper into the trash can!

...

The sky of the otherworld was covered with dark clouds, lightning bolts danced like silver serpents.

A person and a bird, two silhouettes stood in midair, a thousand meters apart in a tentative standoff.

A terrifying aura, like an impending doom, caused countless wild animals on the ground to flop down in terror, soiling themselves, wailing everywhere.

"Great God of Hunting, I've never offended you, nor disturbed your followers. Why won't you give me a way out?" A giant bird with disheveled feathers pleaded in terror, its voice sharp.

"No, killing you is not my purpose." The God of Hunting said with a smile—a manifestation of weak divine power that completely took on a human form. Over this past year, as the faith from human followers gradually stabilized and their numbers increased, the god unconsciously began to adaptively change. This incarnation was a result of that influence:

"Kemola, truly the god as its name."

(Kemola: in common language means Wing of the Sky)

The god's eyes shone brightly, the greatest limitation for gods on Earth being their slow flying speed. A demigod naturally capable of flight like this was simply born for Earth's warfare. The god continued:

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