I Can See Health Bars in Real Life-Chapter 462: Prologue: The Fugitive and the Traveler (Part 2)
——Nowadays, what young people are talking about, like cosplay...
After all, a Witch is relatively easy to understand and accept, and it doesn’t necessarily require understanding elements like anime and manga series. This profession is still active in Japan even today. However, in contrast, the white-haired girl’s Demon Hunter attire, along with the silver sword she carries, is somewhat beyond common sense...
The middle-aged man could only try to understand it in this direction, as this was the only possibility he could think of.
"Let’s talk about this later. By the way, this time I really brought back some very useful supplements for you and mom..." Gu Mo blinked, intentionally changing the topic, "You and mom both have a share. You have to take this every day; it’s really useful..."
The Immortal’s legacy is a priceless treasure, with numerous treasures waiting to be deeply excavated. Just the ancient recipes of more than a dozen precious longevity supplements are already an unimaginable fortune. It’s no exaggeration to say that even with just these recipes, Gu Mo could shake the world from top to bottom.
After all, it’s known that more than ninety-nine percent of the world’s resources are in the hands of less than one percent of the people.
And how many of these less than one percent are in the stage of being healthy and energetic, young and vibrant, without worrying about the problems brought by gradual aging, with no desire for more vitality, more longevity...
With the continuous increase in age, declining health, and the fear of death and aging can be the most powerless feeling. When this fear reaches its peak, it can turn into madness, and people are willing to believe that one in a million chance, believe that they are special, and are willing to pay the price for it.
Perhaps it’s not that they don’t know, but fear can make people irrational.
They are the most powerful, the wealthiest, the ones who control most of the world’s resources. But precisely because of this, they tend to be more unable to let go...
In fact, Gu Mo is already thinking of making some articles on this. The existence of the Immortal Mountain on Penglai Island, which is said to hold the secret of immortality, is merely a signal released. How things will unfold depends on how many people can be attracted into this plan.
"What supplements? It’s a waste of money. We’re very healthy, no need for that stuff..." The old father, unaware of the truth, was nonchalant about it.
But Gu Mo knew his character and similarly said lightly, "Anyway, it’s already been bought, and there’s no returning it."
"Alright, alright, your mom and I will eat some..." The old father waved his hand helplessly. He thought health supplements were just a waste of money, but since it’s the filial piety from his son, there’s no way around it. After all, it was already bought... He still doesn’t fully understand how much higher the intelligence tax of this thing is than he imagined.
Due to time and conditions, currently, only one supplement can be made directly, owing to the drug plants planted in the Bonsai Cave. As for the other recipes, they lack a few ingredients, making them temporarily impossible to manufacture.
Though relatively basic compared to the higher requirements of other recipes, the effect of this directly producible supplement is already quite good.
After all, it’s a part of the Immortal’s hidden treasure, naturally a rare miracle elixir in the mundane world.
Gu Mo doesn’t understand medicine or pharmacology, but he can see the detailed attribute page, thus knowing that this supplement can effectively regulate the human body, promoting blood circulation, with the ability to extend lifespan by five to ten years, depending on the user’s health condition, with variations for each person...
If the drug’s efficacy limit is reached, repeated use of the same supplement won’t have any effect anymore.
It was only to not scare the old couple that he divided it into multiple portions. Although the efficacy might be diminished, the number could make up for it... This way, the desired effect could still be achieved, and the process would seem subtle and quiet, occurring naturally and unconsciously.
"Alright, go out and keep them company, and call your mom in to help with cooking. Don’t scare the girls as if checking their household registration." The old father, peering through the window from the kitchen towards the living room, glanced outside. The mother was enthusiastically asking the two girls questions.
The Witch seemed relatively calm, but the white-haired girl was evidently very uneasy.
After all, relatively speaking, she was the one entirely unable to understand the situation. Traversing to this strange world, having her identity called out by a stranger in one breath, was enough to make her have too many thoughts in that instant...
It was like being unable to escape, the net of fate tightening inch by inch, ultimately making her feel suffocated. No matter how hard she tried, she couldn’t truly get rid of the relentless hunt, even discovering that the hunter had been waiting leisurely in front of her escape the entire time, just waiting like an ambush for her to rush straight into the trap...
However, the events that occurred next made the white-haired girl realize she might have been overthinking.
When she was about to make a preemptive move, the other side easily subdued her but didn’t do anything else. Instead, he said a few strange words... Feeling somewhat intrigued and perhaps thinking she couldn’t escape, the girl gritted her teeth and followed him into the house.
