He said something before turning around, quickly walked through the crowd, and called out to the girl who was wearing a blue school uniform and still had her hair in a ponytail, who was about to open the door and get on the bus.

"Ding Yi!"

"Hmm?" Ding Yi, who was holding the book, turned around, looking somewhat confused. "Shen Qian, is something the matter?"

"Thank you." Shen Qian stopped and uttered two words.

Ding Yi was taken aback, her expression becoming even more confused. "Thank me for what?"

"Let's go!"

Shen Qian smiled, waved his hand, and turned to leave.

Ding watched Shen Qian leave, then turned around, opened the car door, and sat in the back seat.

In the back seat sat a middle-aged man wearing gold-rimmed glasses, reading some kind of text report projected onto his wristband. He glanced at his expressionless daughter and suddenly said, "Is this your reason for paying a thousand yuan for the martial arts exam?"

"Dad, what are you saying? That was just a classmate who forgot to bring money and borrowed it from me at the last minute," Ding Yi said, shaking his head.

"But I remember you took a thousand from your mother when you left this morning?" the middle-aged man laughed. "So our little one has the ability to predict the future!"

"Dad!" Ding blushed.

"Alright, alright, I won't say anything more." The middle-aged man adjusted his glasses and said casually, "That boy has good eyesight, he has a certain something, what a pity..."

Unfortunately, the middle-aged man didn't say anything, and Ding Yi didn't ask any further.

After a brief silence, the middle-aged man continued reading the report, while saying to another man in a suit who had been leaning to one side in the passenger seat, "Wei, after we drop Xiao Yi off at home, let's go to the southern district. I want to ask those marketing managers why the sales of 'Body Strengthening Tonic' have dropped by 4 percentage points this month..."

Seeing that his father was no longer paying attention to him, Ding Yi pulled out a small notebook from somewhere, opened it, and neatly added a line to the latest page:

"On March 9, 2297, during a basic martial arts class that was taken over by Teacher Liu, I paid 500 yuan to help Shen Qian register for the martial arts college entrance examination..."

Ding Yi paused here, thought for a moment, and then changed the last sentence to "Shen Qian borrowed five hundred yuan from me to register for the martial arts college entrance examination".

Then, the girl nodded in satisfaction and closed the notebook.

...

"How much money did you borrow this time?"

Wang Yangming glanced at Shen Qian, who was walking back, and was a little confused.

"Shen Qian, tell me honestly, did you save Xiao Ding's life?"

"What are you talking about!" Shen Qian said unhappily. "Do you think I only ask Ding Yi for money?"

Isn't that so?

"Is that so?"

"Isn't that so?"

"……Yeah?"

Seeing that Wang Yangming seemed genuinely puzzled, Shen Qian suddenly became somewhat insecure. "Stop talking nonsense and hurry home."

The two were not going in the same direction. Wang Yangming was a native of Jingcheng, and his home was located near the city center. After they parted ways at the intersection, Shen Qian slowed down.

The experience of this day has proven that sinking before was not a dream, so it is necessary to understand everything about the system.

Speaking of yesterday's AFK logs, there's one crucial part I haven't looked at yet, which is the memory fragment related to "pharmaceutical manufacturing".

Just to be on the safe side, Shen Qian went into a public restroom before diving into the system to retrieve the memory fragment that could be activated.

A sharp pain shot through my mind, followed by a memory about pharmaceuticals.

The feeling was incredibly strange, as if he had actually experienced it himself.

He remembered everything perfectly, from the combination and weighing of medicinal herbs to the order in which they were added, and even the control of the heat. In other words, he found it incredible that he had already mastered this skill, as if he had always known it.

Furthermore, I have gained a lot of knowledge about medicinal herbs.

He had a general idea of ​​the effects of the potion he had concocted, but there was still one question he needed to clarify.

If Shen Qian's guess is true, then he already has a vague plan in mind for what to do next.

Thinking of this, Shen Qian left the bathroom and headed towards the nearest pharmacy.

...

Tianrentang is larger than Huaxia Pharmacy, which I visited yesterday, and is located in the heart of the south of the city.

Although it was a weekday, there were still quite a few customers at Tianrentang.

No one can live without medicine, from birth to old age, sickness, and death.

However, Tianrentang is divided into two distinct areas.

One area was for ordinary people to buy things, and it was bustling with activity. The other area was for various medicines specifically for martial artists, and there were only a few people there.

After the spiritual energy revived, many plants in the world also mutated, and some of them had a miraculous effect on enhancing human physique.

Given human wisdom, directly consuming these medicinal herbs or spiritual treasures would be a waste. Thus, a pharmaceutical science specifically for martial arts, based on existing medical science, was born.

After centuries of exploration, there are countless kinds of medicines on the market today, but the most mainstream ones are actually only a few.

Especially for those below the beginner level, the options before sinking are probably not many.

Shen Qian went straight to the martial arts area, where a saleswoman with a professional smile approached him. "Young man, which type of potion would you like to buy?"

"Which elixir is the most effective for body tempering for beginner martial artists and below?" Shen Qian asked directly.