Ding Ning opened his mouth in shock. He thought that eight people could survive for twenty minutes under the siege of more than four hundred gang members. However, he never expected that they could defeat nearly three hundred people and fight off a hundred.

Multiple people.

Seeing Ding Ning's shocked look, Feng Jun and others showed proud smiles on their faces. In this way, they proved the value of their existence.

Ding Ning saw that the weak legs of the eight Predators were weak, but they were supporting each other, trying hard to hold up their chests, and grinning at themselves with bared teeth.

His eyes were a little moist, and he quickly stepped forward and complained: "What are you doing?"

"A Siberian tiger can only die standing up, not live on its knees."

Lu Zhan's mind came back to the prosperous years on the battlefield, and he shouted in a low voice.

"A Siberian tiger can only die standing up, not live on its knees."

The seven men of Feng Jun suddenly stood tall and straight, looked forward, and their blood surged all over their bodies. They shouted in unison, but they did not salute. After all, they were no longer the iron-blooded soldiers they once were.

But this spirit is the fighting creed of the Siberian Tiger Special Forces and has been firmly engraved in their bones and blood.

Even though they have retired, this spirit will never die.

Disability caused them to leave their beloved positions and battlefields. They had also been decadent, complained, and blamed others...

But the appearance of Ding Ning completely changed their destiny, allowing them to stand up straight and live straight.

From now on, they will no longer be soldiers, but Ding Ning's subordinates.

But no matter where they are, no matter who they serve, the spirit of the Siberian tiger will last forever in them.

In this way, they bid farewell to their past military careers and embark on a new journey.

Ding Ning understood, and precisely because he understood, he felt very heavy.

He didn't know if it was the right thing to do, or if it was fair to them.

But he knew that his intentions were good, and he wanted to use his ability to change the world, even if it could only change part of it.

Let this world have less sin and more justice and beauty.

The boundary between black and white is not so clear. Black is not necessarily evil, and white is not necessarily righteous.

He is not a god, nor is he a savior. He cannot save everyone. He can only try his best to reduce the breeding ground for evil with his meager efforts.

Now that he has come to this step, Ding Ning has never thought about backing down and taking the black zone into his hands. At least, he can ensure that evil will not happen under his nose.

Lu Zhan and others were obviously aware of his intentions and showed their support with actions, which moved Ding Ning very much.

"Let's go, is that okay?"

Ding Ning smiled and said jokingly.

"Ouch, grandma, it feels like I was beaten violently. There is no part of my body that is not sore."

"How can a man say no? If we come in standing, we must leave standing."

"That's right, as a man, you have to be able to do it, you have to do it even if you can do it, and you have to do it if you don't."

"Compared to before, this is nothing, just a drizzle."

…

The eight soldiers helped each other and walked out. Although they were covered in blood, they could still joke, and Ding Ning was relieved.

He originally wanted to spend the night with Ling Yun, but now he changed his mind. He wanted to do some health care for these lovely warriors.

It's really a big health care, not the kind of "big health care with connotation", and it doesn't have such a strong taste.

He called Ling Yun and arranged for Kongyi No. 1 to take her home, and he followed Mavericks and others to their destination. Mavericks rented two houses with three bedrooms and one living room right next to each other, with nine people crowded together.

Just enough to live in.

After Ding Ning ordered Kong Yi No. 1 to send Ling Yun home, he went to the small courtyard in the west suburbs to deliver his own medicine bag, prepared all the medicinal materials, and began to brew the medicinal soup for bathing.

"Boss, what are you doing?"

Cheng Hu asked curiously while sitting in a wheelchair.

Lu Zhan and others were exhausted. They returned to their residence and simply treated their wounds before falling into a deep sleep.

The only one who is awake is Cheng Hu, who is almost moldy after lying down all day. After Ding Ning's treatment, his hands can move and he can turn the wheelchair by himself and move around in a small range.

"I will prepare a medicinal soup for you to train. Every time your training reaches your physical limit, this medicinal soup will allow you to quickly recover your physical strength and strengthen your physical fitness. It will not leave any sequelae of extreme training.

."

Ding Ning's eyes flashed with nostalgia. This was the medicinal bath specially prepared for him by Sister Qiao.

Ever since he was young, he would take a dip in the medicinal soup every time he lost strength after training. The next day he would be full of energy and his physical fitness would gradually become stronger.

However, this medicinal soup is different from the medicinal soup prepared by Sister Qiao. After all, the medicinal materials used by Sister Qiao to heal his body are very common, while the medicinal materials he uses are all rare medicinal materials.

Cheng Hu's eyes suddenly lit up when he heard this: "If this can be widely used in the army, how many excellent soldiers can be trained? If this decoction is sold to the army, the boss will never be short of money again."

He knows how long it takes to rest after every training to reach the limit of the body, and the sequelae of ligament strain, muscle strain, etc. caused by overtraining, which will cause pain all over the body when you get old. He can eliminate all the sequelae. This

Once the medicinal soup can be widely used, it will be a blessing to the Chinese army.

Ding Ning smiled bitterly and shook his head: "Of course I am willing to contribute to the country. There is no problem in giving them prescriptions. The key is that these medicinal materials are very rare, and some of them are even on the verge of extinction. I can make medicinal soup for you at my limit.

It’s simply impossible to popularize it.”

"I thought it was too simple."

Cheng Hu scratched his head and realized that he had said something stupid. The prescription was given to the army, and the army did not have the ability to mass-produce it. After all, medicinal materials were the foundation, and the disappearance of many rare medicinal materials was not unrelated to the decline of traditional Chinese medicine.

Although Cheng Hu's proposal was unreliable, Ding Ning had an idea. He needed to accumulate funds quickly and work hard to fulfill his father's mission.

Cheng Hu's unintentional words made him see another path to success.

Doing business with the military will not only bring huge financial resources, but also greatly enhance the survivability of the Chinese soldiers. This is a win-win situation.

With the prototype of the plan in his mind, Ding Ning couldn't help but get excited. If this idea could be realized, success and fame would be a piece of cake.

For example, Qi Xue Pills that can increase strength, Qingfeng Pills that can increase speed, Zhuang Body Pills that can enhance physical strength, Jinshou Powder that can quickly generate muscle and stop bleeding to avoid infection...

Although the medicinal materials required for these medicines are relatively precious, they are not that difficult to cultivate. Although the medicinal effects of artificially grown medicinal materials are far less effective than natural and wild medicinal materials, they are much better than the medicines on the market.

It's just that the time is not yet ripe. He needs to first build his own medicinal material base and form a self-produced and self-sold industrial chain to ensure production and supply, and then find a way to establish cooperation with the top brass of the army.

Let the effect of the product speak for itself. I believe that no senior military officer will be able to refuse his cooperation by then.

The reason why these medicines are either pills, powders, or ointments is because the technology of alchemy has long been lost.

The "Grass and Trees Outline" records many recipes for alchemy, but Ding Ning currently does not have the ability to make alchemy. Alchemy occupies an indispensable position in the history of Chinese medicine, as it can extract the medicinal properties of medicinal materials and maximize them.

But alchemy is a technical job, just like cooking by a chef. It has almost strict requirements on the temperature of the flame, the order in which medicinal materials are added, the handling of conflicts of medicinal properties, the control of heat, and the degree of refining of medicinal effects...

Therefore, even though Ding Ning mastered the method of alchemy, he did not have the strength to refine it. He could only refine pills with less than 10% of the efficacy of the medicinal materials, and the other 90% of the efficacy would be wasted.

But alchemy is different. The elixirs are divided into three levels: heaven, earth, and human. Each level is divided into four levels: extreme, upper, middle, and lower. The most inferior human-level lower-level elixirs have 30% of the efficacy of medicinal materials.

The efficacy can be as high as 40% for medium quality, 50% for top quality, and 60% for top quality.

The potency utilization rate of prefecture-level low-grade elixirs can reach 50%, mid-grade pills can reach 60%, top-grade pills can reach 70%, and top-grade pills can reach 80%.

The efficacy utilization rate of heaven-level low-grade elixirs can reach 70%, mid-grade pills can reach 80%, top-grade pills can reach 90%, and top-grade pills can reach 100%.

Even though the drug efficacy and utilization rates of the three levels of Heaven, Earth and Human are not much different, they are definitely a world of difference.

Human-level elixirs can only be taken by ordinary people, earth-level elixirs are for warriors, and heaven-level elixirs are for use by legendary gods.

In other words, warriors who take human-level elixirs have almost no effect, while ordinary people who take earth-level elixirs have a certain chance of becoming warriors, but there is a greater chance that they will explode and die because they cannot withstand the effects of the medicine.

As for heaven-level elixirs, even if they were available, even top warriors would not dare to take them. Those are elixirs that have effects on gods, and are elixirs. If you eat them, you will definitely die.

As for the heaven-level elixir, according to the records in "Compendium of Grass and Trees", the easiest and easiest recipe to refine among the heaven-level elixirs requires as many as ninety-eight kinds of rare medicinal materials.

The most complicated one requires more than 90,000 rare medicinal materials. Although it is said to have the unparalleled effect of reviving human flesh and bones, more than 10,000 of the rare medicinal materials are extinct on the earth.

Therefore, Ding Ning has never had any extravagant hopes for heaven-level elixirs. He will be satisfied if he can refine the best earth-level elixirs in this life.

The enhanced version of Shiquanda Tonic Bath, I don’t know if it’s Sister Qiao’s bad taste, but this is the name of the medicinal soup brewed by Ding Ning.

Looking at the pitch-black medicinal soup in the bathtub with a nauseating smell, Lu Zhan and others who were forcibly awakened by Ding Ning looked at each other with big eyes and small eyes, covering their noses. No one was willing to go in.

.

"Boss, I'm not injured, I'm just a little exhausted. I'll just rest for a while and I won't have to take a bath. I'd better give this precious opportunity to others."

Lu Zhan said with a grimace and a righteous look on his face.

"Whatever, just don't regret it."

Ding Ning said lightly, he believed that as long as one person went in and took a bath, the others would have to scream and take a bath.

"Why don't you go try it, Feng Jun? Your hand hasn't recovered yet and the injury is quite serious."

Peng Haitao smiled maliciously, and Maverick and the others shook their heads.

Feng Jun was stunned for a moment, then he gritted his teeth and said with a solemn expression: "In the past, there was Shen Nong who was experimenting with herbs, but now I, Feng Jun, risked his life to experiment with medicinal decoction."

"Crack!"

Ding Ning gave him a melon seed on the head angrily: "It sounds like you are generous and willing to do justice. Can I cheat you? This medicinal soup will only do you good and not bad. Although you will suffer a little, the benefits it brings will definitely

It makes you addicted.”

"Boss, you can't cheat me. Since you said so, I'll give it a try!"
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