Chapter 184 Improved Formula
The hunting competition officially began, and the people of the Riverside Tribe became busy.
"Brother Jian Mo--" Ban Ming and his friends saw Jian Mo and shouted from a distance, "People from our tribe will also be on the field today, remember to come to the arena to watch."
Jian Mo waved his hand and agreed: "No problem, I'll go over later."
Ban Ming: "Then we'll go get ready, see you later!"
Ban Ming and his friends ran away.
Jian Mo took off the wooden brooch pinned on his chest-the whole piece of this brooch was carved from wood, and a slightly longer thick needle was left at the back to be pinned on clothes, and on the front was a simple sketch of a cat and a dog cuddling.
After putting away the brooch, Jian Mo planned to go home to eat something and go to watch the game later.
He had been acting as a volunteer to guide guests and maintain order all morning, and now he stopped for a while and finally had a chance to breathe.
Before he got home, Wu Jiong came out to pick him up: "I thought you would come back earlier?"
Jian Mo reached out and hugged Wu Jiong: "We just received a batch of prey from the Mengshui tribe and the Yigu tribe, so I stayed there to help."
Wu Jiong: "I guessed it."
Jian Mo smiled: "Aren't you going to host the competition? Go and get ready, I'll come to see you after dinner."
Wu Jiong: "Okay, I'll go first, see you later."
Jian Mo: "See you later."
Jian Mo had been eating spicy hot pot for several days, and now he just wanted to have a proper meal.
When he got home, he saw the rice and stir-fried dishes warming in the pot, and his heart was warmed. He hummed a song and brought them out to eat.
After dinner, he went to the arena.
Ye Luo waved at him from a distance: "It will be the turn of Qingkuang competition soon, I thought you couldn't make it."
Jian Mo said happily: "Impossible, I calculated the time and will come on time."
In addition to the special performances for the cubs this year, there are also many more events for the Asian beastmen, and the most anticipated one is the Asian beastman gladiatorial contest.
Although the Asian beastmen cannot change back to beast form, they can transform many parts of their bodies to assist in combat, and the competition is very interesting.
Jian Mo followed Ye Luo to the area of their riverside tribe and sat down.
In the gladiatorial arena, the Asian beastmen from the Dianxin tribe and the Xiongying tribe were fighting.
Jian Mo knew these two people and knew that they were good at fighting, but he didn't expect them to be so good and fight so brilliantly.
After just one look, Jian Mo was completely attracted. He followed the people in the tribe and cheered for the two sides who were fighting.
The atmosphere in the arena gradually reached a climax, and the whole place was filled with various shouts.
The two beastmen in the arena were not affected at all. They fought back and forth, attacked and dodged, and fought fiercely.
After fighting for dozens of times, the beastman from the Dianxin tribe was exhausted first. He accidentally failed to dodge the heavy punch and was knocked to the ground.
The game was officially decided.
Everyone cheered.
Wu Jiong and others who hosted the game went up to check the situation of both sides of the game, and soon announced that there was no major problem and the game continued.
The next game was between Qing Kuang and the beastman from the Bingjiang tribe.
The orc from the Bingjiang tribe was tall and strong, while Qingkuang was tall and slender, with a thin waist tucked under a beast-skin belt, which made him look very fierce.
At the beginning of the game, both of their ears turned back into beast ears, and their claws turned back into beast claws.
They attacked each other like lightning, and started fighting directly after the exchange.
In the game between the orcs from the Dianxin tribe and the Xiongying tribe, Jian Mo was still in the mood to cheer for them.
This time, Jian Mo's throat seemed to be blocked, and he couldn't say a word. He could only clench his fists tightly and look at the arena, hoping that Qingkuang would win the game soon.
Jian Mo was also a orc from the cat family. He looked at Qingkuang, and even couldn't see Qingkuang's movements clearly.
Qingkuang was fast and strong, and soon gained the upper hand.
With a quick, accurate and fierce spinning kick, Qingkuang kicked the sub-beastman of the Bingjiang tribe directly to the edge of the field, causing the opponent to fall into a coma.
This kick was really wonderful. Although Qingkuang was in human form, some beastmen whose beast forms were cats might not be able to kick out such an excellent kick.
There was a burst of cheers at the scene: "Ahhh!!! Qingkuang you are so strong!!!"
Jian Mo shouted along with his mouth, and his hands quietly turned back into claws. He was a little looking forward to waiting for him to fully develop and kill people like Qingkuang.
However, he seemed to be a long-haired cat, and his fighting power was not that strong.
Forget it, it would be amazing if his fighting power was half of Qingkuang's.
Jian Mo retracted his claws and started a happy prospect.
Just when Jian Mo was thinking about something, Ye Luo patted his shoulder: "Let's go, let's go talk to Qing Kuang."
Jian Mo hissed and rubbed his shoulder: "Have you signed up for the orc gladiatorial contest?"
Ye Luo: "Yes, I drew the date tomorrow morning."
At this year's hunting convention, the orcs competed in the morning and the orcs competed in the afternoon. The competition for the cubs was postponed to the last few days of the hunting convention.
Jian Mo heard him say this and looked forward to it: "Then I will come early tomorrow to wait and will not miss your game."
Ye Luo reminded: "I am not as strong as Qing Kuang."
Jian Mo: "I know you are modest when I hear you say that."
Ye Luo has blood similar to that of clouded leopards. Jian Mo has seen him hunting in the forest. His figure is extremely light, and he looks especially beautiful when he moves swiftly among the trees.
Jian Mo: "It's settled. I will go to the front row tomorrow."
As they talked, they went to the exit of the arena to pick up Qing Kuang.
Qing Kuang had just finished a fight and was still a little out of breath. "Why are you here?"
Ye Luo wiped Qing Kuang's sweat with the towel he brought with him: "You just finished fighting, so of course we came to see you."
Jian Mo's eyes sparkled: "Too good, especially your spinning kick, Hada, I want to learn it too."
Qing Kuang smiled: "Then ask Wu Jiong to teach you, he can do it too, and he can do it better than me."
The three of them walked out while talking. Jian Mo saw that Qing Kuan had no intention of looking back at the stage, so he asked, "Where are you going? Aren't you going home?"
Qing Kuan: "Today, many people brought things to exchange. I want to see if I can exchange some food."
Jian Mo admired him now. When he heard him say that, he said, "Then I'll go too."
Qing Kuan: "Let's go home to get supplies first, and then gather here and exchange things together."
After they made an appointment, they quickly went home to get supplies and met up.
The scale of the hunting conference was rare to be so large, and there were many people coming.
Many people set up stalls along the road of the riverside tribe, and prepared all kinds of things for people to exchange.
The three of them walked up along the road from the river. When the people who set up stalls on both sides of the road saw them, they greeted them a lot.
Qing Kuang and Ye Luo were both very decisive people. They quickly changed a lot of ingredients, including nuts, berries, preserved fruits, dried meat, stems, etc. Jian Mo didn't take a fancy to them for the time being. It was not
until he reached the corner of the back mountain that he saw a little orc placing a pile of bright yellow berries.
He has always been interested in berries. He originally wanted to go up, but he turned and walked towards where the little orc was: "How do I exchange these yellow berries?"
The little orc looked up and saw that it was Jian Mo. He smiled and gave them berries to taste: "Doctor Jian Mo, what do you have?"
The berries were very sweet. Jian Mo took out cloth: "How about animal wool cloth?"
The little orc nodded readily: "How much do you want?"
Jian Mo found a smaller piece of cloth: "As much as this cloth can exchange for."
The little orc took a wooden spoon, scooped up the berries and put them into Jian Mo's backpack. He filled more than ten spoonfuls in one breath, looked at the obviously shrunk pile of berries, and asked: "So many?"
Jian Mo nodded to indicate that it was no problem.
Qing Kuang thought the berries were sweet and wanted to exchange them.
While Jian Mo was waiting for them to exchange the berries, his eyes fell on a few black fruits. At this time, the fruits were emitting a strange fragrance, a bit like the fragrance of salted meat.
He reached out and picked them up and put them under his nose to smell them.
The little orc who was scooping berries for Qing Kuan saw Jian Mo's action and said, "The elders in our tribe said that this kind of fruit can also be eaten. Doctor Jian Mo, do you want to change some?"
Jian Mo: "What kind of fruit is this?"
The little orc: "I don't know. It smelled delicious, so I picked it back."
Ye Luo came over and took a look: "I have never seen this kind of fruit. Which tribe are you from?"
The little orc: "Nongliu Tribe."
Ye Luo nodded: "No wonder, your tribe is too far away from ours, and we don't have many things here."
The little orc smiled.
Jian Mo asked: "Can I taste it?"
The little orc: "I'll cut you a piece."
The little orc took out a wooden dagger and cut some fruit for Jian Mo to taste.
The flesh of the fruit has the same texture as apple flesh, and tastes sour and sweet, with a peculiar fragrance, and tastes pretty good.
What attracted Jian Mo the most was not the taste of this fruit, but its similarity to a medicinal material called "throat eyeball".
The medicine called "throat eyeball" is used to treat skin diseases. The prescription says that if the medicine is used to treat skin diseases, there will be no acne scars after the disease is cured, which is very magical.
Jian Mo is not sure whether this medicinal material is the legendary throat eyeball.
But you can try.
Jian Mo said: "Can I also exchange these fruits for cloth?"
The little orc nodded: "This kind of fruit is very rare, and more cloth is needed."
Jian Mo found another piece of cloth and gave it to him: "It doesn't matter."
The little orc exchanged with him, and even gave him a cut corner of the fruit.
Ye Luo asked, "Do you recognize what kind of fruit this is?"
Jian Mo: "Maybe, I'm not sure, I'll try it first."
The throat eyeball needs to be used together with several medicinal herbs. Seeing that it was still early, Jian Mo went home and took Ying Ao out to collect herbs.
As for Jiujiu, it had gone crazy playing with the cubs and could not be relied on for the time being.
Jian Mo was busy all day, and Wu Jiong was also busy all day.
Wu Jiong did not come back until the evening. As
soon as he got home, Wu Jiong saw Jian Mo carefully boiling medicine with charcoal fire in the yard, and asked, "Who is injured?"
Jian Mo looked up: "No, this is a scar removal medicine. I don't know if it works. I plan to make it and let Bei Ya try it."
He has been worried about Bei Ya's illness, but he has not found a cure.
Wu Jiong went over to help, only to find that the sap of the Kunzhi tree was boiling in the small pot, and the jar that Jian Mo placed aside was half full of the concentrated liquid medicine.
Jian Mo knew what he was thinking when he saw Wu Jiong's expression, and explained, "Beiya's face is quite special, I want to try to make a plaster."
Jian Mo learned the technique of using the sap of the Kunzhi tree to make a plaster from the witch doctor Lian Ke. Later, when he went to the Xingchu tribe to learn from Xingyi and others, Jian Mo realized that witch doctors have been using the sap of the Kunzhi tree for a long time, but it has to be processed before use, and cannot be used directly.
Lian Ke's skills are not good, and Jian Mo's level of learning from him is also half-baked, and he has been using the wrong plaster.
Later, he learned from Xingyi and others, and Jian Mo finally learned it.
Jian Mo carefully boiled the leaves of the Kunzhi tree to a certain concentration, then poured the liquid medicine in the jar into the jar, and continued to boil and stir.
When all the liquids were boiled until they were about to open, Jian Mo poured them into a shallow wooden basket with large leaves, brushed them flat, and planned to wait for the liquid medicine to cool before uncovering it.
Wu Jiong: "This is the first time I see you make this kind of plaster."
Jian Mo brushed the liquid medicine and took a breath: "Mainly because I didn't have the chance before. Okay, the plaster will solidify when it cools down."
Wu Jiong pushed his shoulder: "Come in, you're tired all day.
" Jian Mo: "I'm okay."
Wu Jiong: "I can't stand it
anymore." Jian Mo pushed his shoulder in return: "Then take a rest."
They went into the house to eat, and Jian Mo came out to pack up the plaster.
The plaster outside was indeed completely cool. It could be peeled off the big leaf completely with a light peel. It looked similar to the process of making intestinal rice noodles.
The peeled plaster was relatively soft. Jian Mo pulled it and could feel a little stickiness.
He turned around and called Wu Jiong in the room: "Take a shower first. After the shower, I will apply an ointment on you to see if it can remove or lighten the scar on your calf?"
Wu Jiong took a look at the plaster: "I don't need it."
The scar on the calf was left over from childhood. So many years have passed, there is no need to remove it.
Jian Mo ran over and pushed Wu Jiong: "Yes, yes, help me test whether this plaster is useful. I don't have any scars on my body, and I can't test it. If I ask Bei Ya to come and use it directly, it will be very disappointing if it doesn't work."
After hearing this, Wu Jiong had to take a shower.
Jian Mo shouted from behind: "Wash yourself clean."
Wu Jiong raised his hand to show that he understood.
Wu Jiong quickly took a shower and came out with the unique herbal smell of herbal soap on his body, which smelled very good.
Jian Mo waved and asked him to come to the yard. He looked at his leg in the twilight: "The scar is a bit deep."
Wu Jiong: "It's an old scar."
Jian Mo: "It's okay. The prescription says it can be cured. Let's try it."
Jian Mo gestured with the ointment and rubbed the hair on Wu Jiong's legs. He looked up and asked: "There are so many leg hairs. It seems a bit difficult to stick. Can I shave some?"
Wu Jiong had already sat in front of him, so he naturally would not refuse: "Shave less."
Jian Mo drew out the dagger, tested the sharpness of the blade with his fingertips, and then went to get the soap and gently shaved off the leg hair near the scar on Wu Jiong's leg.
He shaved very restrainedly, only shaving a narrow strip. After all, Wu Jiong was going to change back into a beast form, and the corresponding patch of hair on the wolf's leg would also fall off. If he shaved too much, he would look a bit ugly.
After scraping, Jian Mo gently touched the skin and asked, "How did you get it?"
Wu Jiong: "When I was a kid, I was playing with Dejiang and fell from a tree and got scratched."
Jian Mo compared the size of the scar, cut the corresponding plaster with scissors, and baked it. When it was hot and the plaster became sticky, he stuck it on the scar and looked at the results of his labor with satisfaction: "It's OK, we'll wait a few days to see if the plaster is useful."
Wu Jiong looked down at his legs: "It sticks pretty well."
Jian Mo put his hands on his chest: "That's because of the improved formula."
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