Chapter 125 Desensitization Therapy at the Dragon Herbal Medicine Factory
Shen Jiang attributed his recent loss of consciousness to the fact that he had seen too little of the world.
Back when she was in college, many celebrities came to film at her school. At first, her roommates were thrilled and eager to see the stars up close. As they put it, "Fans had to pay to see them, but now we can just walk a few steps and see them. It feels like we're missing out."
At the time, Shen Jiang was busy studying, and every time her roommates invited her over, she politely declined. As the number of invitations increased, they gradually stopped inviting her. It wasn't because they knew she would refuse, but rather because they had seen so many handsome men and beautiful women that their thresholds had been raised again and again, leading to visual fatigue.
"It's just that her facial features are a little deeper, her contours are a little more three-dimensional, but her skin... her skin is not as good as Shen Jiang's." These were the roommate's exact words.
"The eyes of male celebrities are so affectionate even when they look at dogs. I don't believe in hyping up couples anymore." These were the roommate's exact words.
Damn it, if she had gone with him to take a closer look, maybe she wouldn't be distracted by Aze's smile now.
Shen Jiang thought about it and decided to give herself a desensitization treatment. She just didn't see enough handsome guys now. If she wanted to solve the problem, the simplest and most brutal way was to look at Aze's face more often.
Shen Jiang wasn't sure whether the humanoid form of the dragon race was predetermined at birth, or whether it could be altered at will. If the former, then the Creator definitely favored the black dragon Godwin. He was already handsome, with a high, straight nose and a sharp jawline. His beautiful golden eyes, like a lake flowing in the morning light, softened the sharp edge of his face and softened his temperament.
Godwin noticed something was amiss with the believer. First, he stared at him with eyes that seemed almost fierce, but it seemed as if he wasn't just looking at him, but rather trying to see through him. Just as Godwin was beginning to feel strange, before he could react, he saw a blush forming on the believer's cheeks, which grew even redder.
The smile on Godwin's face faded, and he blurted out with concern: "What's wrong with you?"
"I...I'm fine."
No, she doesn't look like she's okay.
Godwin didn't believe the believer's claim that she was fine. He quickly linked the believer's abnormal behavior to the forbidden spell on her.
He has always had a doubt. Forbidden spells have always been extremely vicious. People who are burdened with forbidden spells are often either dead or disabled. Why is it that the forbidden spell on the believer only restricts the believer's freedom, and even provides her with "protection from death"?
Now he thought he had found the answer. It wasn't that the forbidden spell on the believer was special, but that she always downplayed her past experiences and was reluctant to talk about them. This made him underestimate the damage the forbidden spell had brought her.
Godwin recalled how she looked when he first met her. At that time, she was much thinner than she is now. She looked like a frightened deer, with wet eyes wide open, and she looked helpless and pitiful.
She said she had gone through countless hardships and nearly died before she could see him. He didn't take her words seriously and even despised her at that time. He didn't even think about what she had been through.
The pair of golden eyes sank slightly, and the bright light in them gradually faded, from clear to extremely calm.
Shen Jiang had no idea that the big boss was imagining her miserable past of suffering because of the forbidden spell. She only saw the boy's face darken, and the air around him seemed to be sucked out, and the air pressure suddenly dropped.
Shen Jiang's romantic thoughts instantly vanished. Nothing could make people more sober than the fierce image of Lord Black Dragon that was deeply rooted in people's minds. Now she was completely calm.
She was the one who was offended. She actually dared to use Lord Black Dragon as a test subject for her desensitization therapy.
When Shen Jiang thought of the ferocious look of Lord Black Dragon, sweat broke out on his forehead.
The more Godwin looked at the believer, the more he felt something was wrong. She was so uncomfortable that her face turned pale and she was even sweating, but she was still holding on. This made him feel indescribably unhappy.
It felt like a punch hitting the clouds, leaving me feeling empty and uncomfortable.
"Go sit over there and rest for a while." The boy's tone was serious and unyielding.
Shen Jiang now looked at him as if he were a big boss. Yielding to Aze's sudden surge of terrifying momentum, Shen Jiang nodded like a chicken pecking at rice: "Okay."
Whatever the big boss says is what it is. The most important thing is that the big boss is happy.
Shen Jiang acted like a quail and walked aside obediently. Only after she sat down did she realize: No, what will happen to her medicinal herbs if she leaves?!
Seeing that she walked to the soft grass she had designated to rest without hesitation, Godwin's face was still very sour.
She had always been most concerned about these weeds. If she hadn't been feeling unwell, how could he have easily persuaded her to go and rest given his current status? He had seen it before on Longshan Mountain. It was always the others who listened to the believers, and the believers always cared most about him and the weeds on his mountain.
The believers did this for him, but what about him?
Shen Jiang couldn't stop glancing at the herbs being dried. In a little while, they would be in their most perfect state, and in a little while, they would be over-baked and turned into burnt waste.
See? This is the result of instigating the big guys to do things for you. This is what it means to shoot oneself in the foot!
Shen Jiang was crying in her heart.
But Aze's face looked extremely sour, and the gloomy aura he exuded made people feel that he was going to destroy this place.
Seeing the believer's eager eyes, Godwin's previously stormy heart suddenly began to collapse, and a corner began to soften. He wanted to reach out and touch the believer's head, wanted to tell her that he would definitely break the forbidden spell on her, wanted to pull her into his arms and give her strength.
But Godwin did nothing except carefully control the flames in his hands.
These weeds could accompany the believer in his absence and were her simplest hope. He had to bake these weeds to the most perfect state, never allowing them to rot or burn.
Seeing that the drying was almost done, Shen Jiang was hesitating whether calling a stop at this time would cause dissatisfaction from the low-pressure Aze, but he saw Aze actually took the initiative to put out the flame.
"That should be enough," the boy touched the dried-up weed stems, "come here and put them back where they are."
Quick followed his gaze and pointed at himself, somewhat incredulously: "Me?"
Seeing the boy raise one eyebrow, some memories that had long been buried in his heart came to mind. Quick's hands were faster than his mouth, and he began to control the wind magic to make these light dead grasses automatically return to their positions along the direction of the wind.
Shen Jiang quickly said, "Quick, show me one."
Without saying a word, Quick sent a plant of Astragalus in front of her with a swirling wind blade.
Seeing the astragalus root in perfect condition after being washed and dried, Shen Jiang immediately forgot all his worries. "That's it! Aze, how did you know this is what I wanted?"
Godwin raised his eyebrows and thought to himself that your eyes just now betrayed everything. Anyone with just one look would know when to calm down.
Shen Jiang did not hesitate to praise him: "You are worthy of being the person that Lord Godwin has high hopes for. You have really surprised me!"
Although it may be a bit offensive to say this, there is no dragon more suitable than this one to be the workshop director of the Dragon Medicinal Materials Factory.
He totally can!
Shen Jiang was really impressed by the cooperation of these people. The washing, drying and sorting of the herbs were all automated. Next, she just had to tie the sorted herbs into bundles with vines and the job was done.
As soon as Shen Jiang stood up, Aze's glares flew over.
Shen Jiang quickly explained: "It's my turn to work, otherwise they will be in a mess and I will have to spend time sorting them out."
Aze said simply: "Sit down."
Shen Jiang immediately sat down obediently without struggling at all.
The most important thing was that the boss was happy. The medicine had already been baked, so there was no need to worry about it rotting. At most, she would have to work a little harder, staying up late to sort and divide the medicine.
Seeing the unconcealable happiness on her face, Godwin's depression immediately dissipated a lot.
To her, what is important is not the weeds, but that these weeds can accompany her for a long, long time in the most perfect state.
"Watch carefully."
The young man transformed a metal blade into a knife in his hand. The sharp edge of the originally powerful weapon melted away and turned into a shapeless metal ball. It then stretched out and turned into a metal wire, which automatically drilled through the gaps between the medicinal herbs placed on the ground and tied them tightly into a ball.
Shen Jiang opened his mouth wide, watching this gorgeous metal transformation show, and thought to himself: The Longlong brand fully automatic medicine-binding dragon has appeared.
She couldn't help but applaud, as if she was cheering for Aze.
"Pah pah pah."
The Julong Medicinal Materials Factory was officially established today.
A busy day came to an end. As a spectator, Shen Jiang was busy watching the dragons showing off their skills to help her process the herbs, and she had no chance to get her hands dirty.
What she didn't know was that as soon as she left, the water dragon Harris quietly came to the Valley of the Wind.
Quick was shocked to see this guy coming uninvited. You know, he was working outside for his human master, and his parents were unaware of it.
"Harris, what are you doing here?!" Quick felt as if he was facing a great enemy, and all the muscles of the dragon tensed up.
"I……"
"Don't tell me you think the Philosopher's Stone you got today is not enough?"
This greedy water dragon, today the humans gave him a bag of magic stones as a reward! More than Quick got.
"I came here to ask you a favor."
“???”
"Please don't tell Bielong that I was forced to clean weeds today."
Harris silently took out two magic stones and tried to shut Quick's mouth.
Quick stared at the two magic stones in his hands in a daze.
As a fellow wandering dragon, no dragon understands Harris's feelings better than him.
He was even worse off, because Harris just helped someone wash weeds, but he... was a human's disciple dragon.
But Harris came here today specifically to talk about more than just this one thing.
"If this happens again next time, you can continue to look for me."
Quick: “…”
Why did he have the illusion that Harris came to him not only to shut him up, but also to say the following words.
Is this still the Water Dragon Harris he knows?
As a dragon, where is his pride?
At this time, Godwin came to the home of Silver Dragon Perrin again and captured the Silver Dragon who was about to go on a long journey.
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