The mutated hibiscus tree is of paramount importance to humanity and cannot be handed over to a greedy person.
Otherwise, the hibiscus tree will become a tool for some people to make money, and humans will work for those few people.
This is not what Bai Xizhu wanted to see. She didn't have particularly noble qualities, but she also didn't want humanity to become divided into different classes because of a Fusang tree.
What she wanted was for everyone to have the opportunity to enjoy the benefits brought by the hibiscus tree, without having to grovel, but for free.
"Ginseng of such high quality must be a mutated ginseng. Where did you get it?"
Zhong Beihai's hands trembled as he held the ginseng, as if he were holding the most important treasure in the world.
As a doctor, he was well aware of the medicinal value of this ginseng.
Even if it can't cure the zombie virus, it can still make a lot of pills, which can be used to help the elderly recover.
While the period when food and drink cannot be guaranteed is gradually improving, obesity and high blood pressure are becoming a hurdle for everyone.
Ginseng is a good thing; it can help people who are weak to improve their health.
Zhong Beihai became more and more excited, and he couldn't help but snatch the ginseng that Bai Anhai was holding in his mouth.
"We found them in a park. We dug up a few mutated ginseng plants. My dad hasn't been feeling well lately, so we let him eat them like radishes!"
Bai Xizhu said calmly.
"What?"
Zhong Beihai was so shocked that he couldn't speak for a long time, and even stopped breathing.
A single high-quality ginseng root can be used to make pills that can be distributed to many elderly people and children to improve their physical health.
So, it was just treated like a radish and eaten up like that?
That's such a waste!
"Are you still selling your radishes?"
A cold-faced man next to Zhong Beihai suddenly became awkward, looking somewhat embarrassed.
His eyesight is bad.
They actually thought Bai Anhai was eating radishes, and they also thought that Grandpa Zhong was being wasteful by using a second-tier crystal core to buy it.
His current feeling is that, if he could, he would sell all five of his brothers and buy radishes from the Bai family!
"there is none left."
Bai Anhai waved his hand, swallowed the remaining ginseng in one gulp, and shrugged expressionlessly.
Zhong Beihai: ...
Middle-aged man: ...
Eating so much, aren't you afraid of getting a nosebleed?
"This thing is too valuable. I can't accept something so precious from you for nothing. Its value far exceeds that of a second-tier crystal core. It would cost at least dozens of fifth-tier crystal cores to buy it."
Zhong Beihai held the ginseng with obvious affection and continued,
"These dozens of fifth-tier crystal cores are what I owe you. The alliance gives me quite a few crystal cores every month, and I'll pay them back little by little."
"It's alright, you can keep it! It's more valuable in the hands of a doctor, but we don't have any other ones. If we did, we would definitely give them all to you. You can definitely use this to save many lives."
Bai Anhai said very politely.
Zhong Beihai looked at Bai Anhai's polite demeanor and took deep breaths.
Sorry, I'm a little annoyed.
This is not something a guy who could swallow half a top-quality ginseng with his gaping maw would say.
Since Bai Anhai said so, Zhong Beihai had no choice but to believe him.
How could a beggar complain about the food being bad!
“I should still give it to them. The alliance gives me a fourth-tier crystal core every month! I’ll pay them back little by little!” Zhong Beihai said.
Bai Anhai paused, his invisible abacus rapidly calculating in his hands.
Zhong Beihai has twelve fourth-tier superhumans in a year.
One fifth-order crystal core is worth about one hundred fourth-order crystal cores.
In other words, it takes ten years to produce a single fifth-order crystal core.
Dozens of fifth-order crystal cores...
Bai Anhai felt that it wasn't necessary to have it.
Leaving aside whether Bai Anhai himself can live to that age, Old Master Zhong Beihai is already over ninety years old...
Legally speaking, this is already considered a premeditated fraud crime.
Bai Anhai has almost ample reason and evidence to ensure that the old man will have no worries about food and clothing for the rest of his life.
It's a pity that he, a top lawyer, can no longer speak eloquently!
"Cough cough, don't worry, I can handle it, I promise I won't go before you."
Zhong Beihai noticed Bai Anhai's gaze and coughed awkwardly.
Even though he's over ninety years old and doesn't have any superpowers, the world still needs him. He can't die first; even if he does, he has to wait until the day when human life returns to peace.
"No, there's no need to be so fixated on it."
Bai Anhai's lips twitched, and he quickly waved his hand.
What does it mean to not walk in front of him?
He's over forty; a man is in his prime at forty!
He's a high-level superhuman, and he has a long life ahead of him!
He almost got sent away by Grandpa Zhong!
"Don't worry, I'm definitely not going to die!"
Zhong Beihai raised an eyebrow, happily put the ginseng into his pocket, and had already decided what kind of pills he would make from it.
With such a large ginseng root, mixed with other medicinal herbs, a whole bunch of pills could be made.
Then all the children and elderly in the alliance can benefit from this health regimen.
The group talked as they climbed the mountain, and Zhong Beihai and Bai Yifan were the first to run out of energy.
He's over ninety years old and has no superpowers. This kind of exertion is almost pushing him to his limit. Even if he's more mentally capable than many young men, his physical condition is what it is, and he simply can't compare to someone with superpowers.
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