Lu family, in the Ling Mine camp.
The poison master looked at Lu Zhengzhi in disbelief. He was currently using a large cauldron and throwing all kinds of exotic medicinal herbs into it.
If an ordinary pharmacist saw this, he would definitely scold Lu Zhengzhi for wasting food.
But the poison master knew that Lu Zhengzhi was not messing with the drugs, but was preparing the antidote for the strange poison he had carefully prepared.
"How is this possible? How is this possible? Is there really someone who can concoct an antidote after only reading the Poison Sutra for half an hour?" The poison master looked incredulous, as if his worldview was about to be shattered by Lu Zhengzhi.
Lu Zhengzhi turned around and glanced at the poison master. "It's not half an hour. I just flipped it."
The system is so tolerant of non-material wishes that it makes people want to call it daddy.
For Lu Zhengzhi, who had already mastered the "Poison Demonic Scripture," learning the Poison Sutra was like retaking high school courses after mastering university knowledge. The system simply sped up the process, so it didn't require much investment.
After Lu Zhengzhi casually gave a bottle of top-grade yellow-grade elixir to a member of the Lu family, he received 500 points, which was enough for him to study the "Strange Poison Sutra".
Lu Baicao was taking notes on the side, his bright eyes full of desire for knowledge.
"So that's how it is... Why didn't I think of using this herb in this recipe?"
"Oh my god, the compatibility between these four herbs is actually like this!"
Lu Zhengzhi put the herbs into the cauldron one by one, and couldn't help but smile as he listened to the little girl's murmurs, which were sometimes serious and sometimes questioning.
[Ding! Invest in clan member Lu Baicao's antidote configuration experience to gain a slight increase in poison resistance. Invest 1,000 points.]
A sound suddenly popped up from the system.
Lu Zhengzhi was stunned. It was actually possible.
As the last herb was added, the broth within the cauldron gradually shifted from a deep green to a blue hue. The boiling broth was thick with a foul odor, causing everyone present to grimace.
"Young Master, this... is this a failure?" Old Chen asked worriedly.
Lu Zhengzhi shook his head, a look of delight on his face. "No, this antidote smells like this when it's ready."
"I don't know what's wrong with this poison master. When he's researching poisons, he has to make them smell good, and when he's making antidotes, he has to make them smell bad."
After hearing what Lu Zhengzhi said, the despair in the eyes of everyone present disappeared, but there was still a trace of worry in their eyes.
"Does anyone want to try it?" Lu Zhengzhi looked at the sick people lying on the beds.
The sick man's eyes moved slightly, and he couldn't help but feel a little resistant when he smelled the stench that spread throughout the mine.
Lu Zhengzhi frowned, then waved his hand, "Go pull out the most seriously injured ones and force the antidote in!"
Soon, several "monsters" completely covered in mushrooms or tree bark were pulled out. They were locked in a narrow, standing-only lightning cage, and any movement beyond the boundaries would be punished by electric current.
Lu Zhengzhi frowned. He felt a little sorry for the Lu family being treated this way. But the next moment, he hardened his resolve. If he didn't lock them up, he feared more people would be killed or infected by their madness.
"Give me the antidote!"
Soon, monks in white protective robes used special tools to pour the antidote into their mouths through the cage.
Everyone looked at them expectantly.
"Hahaha, it's useless! The antidote that guy made is wrong! The real antidote won't stink so bad! He made a mistake!" The poison master's crazy laughter echoed in the spirit mine.
The tribesman next to him elbowed him in the head, knocking him unconscious.
Soon, these severely infected tribesmen showed reactions.
The first to be hit was the tribesman covered in bark. The bark began to fall off in large flakes, revealing the smooth, red, tender skin underneath, like a newborn baby, as if it would break if pinched.
Without the violent effects of his tree transformation, the man quickly collapsed in exhaustion. Fortunately, the monk guarding the lightning cage quickly shut off the current, otherwise the man would have been turned into charcoal.
However, apart from him, the "mushroom man" who turned into mushrooms and the "snowman" whose skin was peeled off by himself died suddenly with violent tremors all over their bodies, and lost all signs of life!
Everyone's expressions changed drastically. Lu Zhengzhi even opened the cage in disbelief and rushed forward to check.
"Master, no!" Old Chen exclaimed, pulling Lu Zhengzhi away. You know, those people might still have the virus on them. What if they infect Lu Zhengzhi?
Lu Zhengzhi clenched his fists, rushed to the poison master, and punched him directly!
"Why?! I clearly followed your 'Book of Strange Poisons'! The antidote process hasn't changed a bit, so why did they still die?!"
The poison master's face was filled with madness and pride. "Because the strange poisons I developed, especially the skin-peeling poison and the mushroom poison, once they reach the final stage, there is absolutely no possibility of recovery!"
"Remember this moment, remember your powerlessness at this moment. That way, when you reach the pinnacle of poison science in the future, you'll remember that there was once a Foundation Establishment poison master who left you helpless. You could only rage helplessly, unable to change the outcome in the slightest."
"This is the 'gift' I left for you!"
"Hahaha, even if you're a genius, so what? I still tricked you in the end! My life is worth it!"
Lu Zhengzhi had no expression on his face and just waved his hand. "I want him to die in pain."
The nearby clansmen could no longer contain their anger. After hearing Lu Zhengzhi's words, they grabbed the poison master and dragged him away from the spirit mine. The Lu family had specialized interrogators who knew how to make people live in agony. Evildoers like this should be filled with endless pain until the very end.
Everyone at the Spirit Mine looked at Lu Zhengzhi. He simply waved his hand feebly, "Distribute these antidotes... to the poisoned tribesmen." With that, he retreated into his tent.
The poison master was right. He had indeed made Lu Zhengzhi feel deeply powerless. He had thought he could save everyone, but some people had become monsters forever, and taking the antidote would only make them die faster.
"Alas... This is the truth of the world. Without strength, you can only die in humiliation in the end." An old voice sounded in the tent.
Lu Zhengzhi looked up at the man, "Third Uncle."
Lu Xingshi stared at Lu Zhengzhi, "Your faith in the Dao has wavered."
Lu Zhengzhi smiled bitterly, "Shouldn't I be shaken?"
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