Yue Xiong is just an ordinary person. He rarely comes into contact with words like ‘spiritual power’ that come from the ancient martial arts world. He has only heard of it a few times recently.
"Miss Ruan is talking about the kind of spiritual power that you ancient warriors cultivate?"
"Yes." Ruan Qi explained carefully, "In fact, everyone has spiritual power, but people who have never practiced ancient martial arts have very weak spiritual power and cannot use it in daily life. But ancient warriors are different.
.Cultivation of mental power is a very important part of ancient martial arts practice. Our mental power is very strong, but at the same time, it is also very vulnerable to damage. In the past when ancient martial arts were popular, in order to fight against people with strong mental power
, the ancient martial arts world has developed many drugs. And these drugs are called spiritual drugs."
Ruan Qi's explanation was very easy to understand, and Yue Xiong vaguely understood: "You mean, the poison 'Nightmare' and the poison recipe 'Nightmare' are both drugs that specialize in mental power?"
Ruan Qi: "Yes. Mental power medicine is a very unique existence in the ancient martial arts world. Its purpose is to destroy mental power. If you want to crack it, you must develop an antidote that can repair mental power. And to repair mental power
, only ancient warriors can do it by using inner breath and sea of consciousness, ordinary people cannot do it. Team leader Yue, do you understand my explanation?"
Yue Xiong understood.
Ordinary people's mental power is very weak, and they have no ability to repair it.
Restoring mental power is something that only ancient warriors can do.
In other words, the antidote developed by Ruan Qi and Nie Beilou cannot be mass-produced by ordinary people. Only ancient warriors with inner energy and powerful sea of consciousness can produce it.
Yue Xiong's heart suddenly fell to the bottom.
"...So, this kind of antidote cannot be mass-produced? What should we do with the poisoned victims?" Yue Xiong's face turned pale, "Miss Ruan, how many ancient warriors are there in the ancient martial arts world? Can I ask them for help?
Develop an antidote?"
"I'm afraid not." Ruan Qi spread her hands helplessly, "Times have changed. Now is no longer an era of fighting and killing. Everyone relies on high technology, and fewer and fewer people practice ancient martial arts. Those ancient martial arts families and sects
, in order to preserve the inheritance, they are basically hidden from the world, and it is difficult to recruit them. Moreover, to make antidotes, you not only need to have ancient martial arts, but also need to be proficient in medical skills. This is something that most ancient martial arts families cannot do.
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What Ruan Qi said is true.
Today is the age of science and technology, and ancient martial arts are in decline. In order to preserve the inheritance, most of the ancient martial arts families hide in the busy city and no longer reveal their identities.
Except for top aristocratic families such as the Xi family, most of the Guwu family have no idea where they are hiding. Not to mention Ruan Qi, even Nie Beilou has a hard time finding them.
Moreover, refining the antidote not only requires mental strength and inner energy, but also exquisite and skilled medical skills. This alone is enough to pass 90% of the ancient martial arts families, and even the Xi family does not meet the requirements.<
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When Yue Xiong heard Ruan Qi explain the current situation in the ancient martial arts world, his heart felt so cold.
"What can we do..." He looked desperate, "There are so few ancient warriors who are proficient in medical skills, but there are tens of thousands of poisoned victims. So many antidotes should be refined for the years of the monkey..." p>
Ten minutes ago, Yue Xiong was crying with joy, but now, ten minutes later, he was extremely happy and sad.
Yue Xiong raised his head sadly and looked at Ruan Qi and Nie Beilou with red eyes.
"Mr. Beilou, Miss Ruan, you are so powerful, you must have a solution, right? By the way...Miss Ruan, how many people are there in your sect? Can you ask them to come out to help refine the antidote? I can give you money, how much is it?
Everything works!"
How many people can a division have?
There are only a few hundred people at most.
How many antidotes can hundreds of people refine in a day?
Only a few thousand at most.
Thousands of antidotes sound like a lot. But in front of tens of thousands of poisoned people, this number is really too small.
Yue Xiong also knew that his request was too much to ask, but he really had no choice.
He looked at Ruan Qi with a pleading expression.
Ruan Qi thought for a moment and said to him: "Team Leader Yue, I actually have an idea."
"Miss Ruan, please tell me!" Yue Xiong said quickly.
Ruan Qi: "Team Leader Yue, have you ever heard of Qimu Pharmaceutical?"
Yue Xiong was stunned and said hesitantly: "Are you talking about the Daxian store that has developed many magical pills?"
Yue Xiong is an expert in the medical field. He will pay attention to any news in the industry immediately.
Yue Xiong had naturally heard of these two magical entities, Qimu Pharmaceutical and Daxian Store. And not only had he heard of them, he had also paid special attention to them for a while.
The more he paid attention to the results, the more Yue Xiong felt that this Qimu Pharmaceutical was really amazing.
The medicines developed by this company are perfect both in terms of formula and properties. Even he, who has been immersed in medical skills for nearly twenty years, has no choice but to admit defeat and sigh that someone is better than someone who is good at it.
Yue Xiong has always wanted to know what kind of people can develop these prescriptions, and even wants to get to know them.
But he was too busy at work, and the boss behind Qimu Pharmaceutical was too mysterious, so the matter was unfortunately shelved.
Unexpectedly, today, Yue Xiong would hear the name of this company from Ruan Qi again.
He couldn't help but say a few more words: "Qimu Pharmaceutical is now a well-known pharmaceutical brand in the industry. I bought and studied their medicines. They are really powerful. The combination of medicine ingredients is also very clever. I learned a lot from them."
.Why did Miss Ruan suddenly mention it?"
Yue Xiong looked puzzled.
Ruan Qi smiled and said slowly: "Because the boss of Qimu Pharmaceutical is me."
Yue Xiong:???
Yue Xiong became sluggish in a second.
He was dumbfounded for a while, thinking there was something wrong with his ears: "Miss Ruan, what did you just say?"
"I said, I am the boss of Qimu Pharmaceutical." Ruan Qi said again with a good temper.
Yue Xiong:......???
Yue Xiong stupidly rubbed his ears, and after confirming that there was nothing wrong with his hearing, his eyes widened little by little.
"The boss of Qimu Pharmaceutical...is you?! How is this possible?!"
Nothing is impossible.
Qimu and Ruan Qi both have the character Qi...so Qimu’s Qi is Ruan Qi’s Qi!
Yue Xiong finally figured it out and was dumbfounded.
He looked at Ruan Qi blankly, unable to believe that Qimu's boss, who developed various magical pills, was such a young girl.
Seeing him in a daze, Ruan Qi smiled and said softly: "I am indeed the boss of Qimu Pharmaceutical, and I developed those small pills myself. Team Leader Yue, the reason why I revealed my identity to you is because I want to use Qimu Pharmaceutical
factory to mass-produce the antidote to nightmares."
Originally, Ruan Qi did not want to use Qi wood to produce the antidote. The Cheng family's poisoning was a crisis for the whole people, and it should be saved by the government. Ruan Qi did not want to enrich the people, nor did he want to take the credit of this savior. However, the antidote to nightmares is a psychotropic drug that ordinary people cannot mass-produce. And not many ancient warriors are proficient in medical skills, and there is no way to mass-produce the antidote in a short period of time.
In this case, Ruan Qi can no longer hide her clumsiness.