I Didn't Get Into The Warrior High School And Had No Choice But To Draw My Sword.

"In my bag."

After hearing Wenren Youyue's words, Wu Fan opened his backpack, which contained dozens of obsidian-like spiritual plants.

Because Wu Fan had been slaying monsters alone in the wild before, he habitually carried important items on his back at all times so that he could escape directly when encountering terrifying monsters or dangerous situations.

"Phew, it would be great if I could get it back."

Wenren Youyue breathed a sigh of relief. Although the official said that he could not go to the mountains to collect medicine within three days, it would be a waste of time to go there again, and he might encounter new situations.

"Madam has already given instructions. The production line of Black Jade Intermittent Cream in the pharmaceutical factory has been restored. You can just send the materials there for production." Uncle Huang drove the car and looked in the rearview mirror and said.

"Go now."

"OK."

Then the vehicle headed out of the city. After driving for more than 20 minutes, several people entered a large industrial park. There were several chemical plants, cable plants, wineries and pharmaceutical plants, because the waste produced by the factory had Polluting, so these factories are built far away from living areas.

"This pharmaceutical factory is quite large." Wu Fan originally thought it was a small and medium-sized pharmaceutical factory with only a few hundred people, but he didn't expect that the main entrance alone was more than 200 meters wide.

"Sanqi Pharmaceutical is not only a large pharmaceutical factory in Nanyun Province, but also in the country. It has more than 6,000 employees. It not only produces spiritual energy pills, but also Qi and Blood Pills, Ningshen Pills, and Sanqi Pills. Xianglonghu Pills, etc." Uncle Huang introduced Wu Fan, because he could see that Wu Fan didn't look like a member of the family, and he probably didn't know much about the big industry.

"This is Director Yin, who is responsible for the production of Black Jade Intermittent Cream."

"Hello, I'm Yin Hua from the third workshop."

A bald middle-aged man in a white coat, about 1.6 meters tall, said to Wu Fan and the others. He wore glasses and his spiritual pressure was not strong. He looked about E-level.

"How soon can the ointment be produced?" Wu Fan handed the black jade flower in his backpack to the other party.

"Black jade flower is just the raw material. We also need to produce some auxiliary materials, such as coral essence, ferric butaline sulfate, ambroxol, etc. The medicinal solution needs to undergo a series of processes such as distillation, extraction, ultrafiltration, etc., and finally it has to be processed by B Level purification workshop to dry and compress..."

Director Yin explained some chemical engineering knowledge to Wu Fan in detail. This person is a very pure warrior engineer, unlike Wu Fan and others who prefer fighting. However, Director Yin did not graduate from the famous Wuhan University, or even that martial arts university. Dalian cannot even make it into the top 100 in the country.

"It will probably take about three days." Director Yin said conclusively: "In three days, I will send someone to Wen Ren's house."

"Okay." Wu Fan nodded and said.

...

In the following days, Wu Fan practiced at Wenren Youyue's home.

In the early morning, when the first ray of sunlight shone into Wenren's valley, Wu Fan opened his eyes and seemed to see countless spiritual pressure particles awakening.

Wow!

Under the waterfall, mist was constantly filling the air, and Wu Fan took a deep breath.

"call..."

The rich spiritual energy instantly entered his body, and he felt that the vast nebula inside his body absorbed many spiritual pressure particles.

"There should be spiritual stone mines or spiritual veins underground here, otherwise there would be no such rich spiritual energy." Wu Fan guessed, looking at the falling waterfall.

Plants are producers in nature, and one of their functions is to absorb carbon dioxide in the air and then release oxygen, but it seems that other people's plants are a little different.

"These spiritual plants are also a bit strange. They seem to be releasing spiritual energy during photosynthesis." Wu Fan closed his eyes and felt it carefully.

"Compressing 5 times spiritual pressure is more difficult than imagined..."

Wu Fan didn't know how others compressed spiritual pressure by 5 times, but it took him three days to compress less than 100 points of spiritual pressure. You must know that a D-level warrior has a level of 700 spiritual pressure, which means Wu Fan If you want to level up, it will take at least 20 days.

"If this continues, when the National Freshman Martial Arts Competition is held, I may not even be able to advance to Level 32."

Any level is just a manifestation of energy level. It does not become powerful because the level reaches that stage, but a kind of regional division based on spiritual pressure and strength at a certain stage.

"Classmate Wu Fan, the medicine factory has sent the medicine over." Just when Wu Fan was practicing, Wenren Youyue came over from a distance. Wu Fan has been practicing by the waterfall these days. She is very easy to I found him.

"OK."

Wu Fan's body trembled, and the slight spiritual pressure bounced the water off his clothes, making the wet clothes dry instantly.

"Your control of power is so accurate that many people cannot achieve your level." Wenren Youyue praised.

"It's just a trivial little trick."

After Wu Fan got the medicine, he said goodbye to Bai Dongxiang and Wenren Youyue, and prepared to take the train back to Tianfu to treat Wu Neng.

"I know you still have things to do. Aunt Bai didn't entertain you well this time. You must come here again next time you have a long vacation." Bai Dongxiang said to Wu Fan with some regret.

"Thank you Aunt Bai, I will definitely come and play again next time."

"Wu Fan, see you at Huaxia Wuhan University." Wenren Youyue also said from the side.

"Okay, then I'll leave first."

Wu Fan waved to Bai Dongxiang, Wenren Youyue and Huang Bo, and then boarded the train back to Tianfu.

More than three hours later, Wu Fan got off the bus at Tianfu East Station. He called a taxi and walked to West China Rehabilitation Hospital. Wu Fan was a little excited when he thought that his father might return to normal in the future.

However, when he entered the ward.

"Three belts and one!"

"airplane!"

"Four Qs!"

In the ward, several patients wearing crutches, sitting in wheelchairs, with their arms in plaster, and their heads wrapped in bandages were gathering around a table to fight the landlord.

Among them, the man in a wheelchair was Wu Neng. Unlike Wu Fan's expectation of a melancholy man who couldn't walk, he was slowly taking out two cards from his hand with a red face, and then slapped it on the table hard, mouthing. Li shouted arrogantly:

"King Zha!"

As soon as Wu Neng raised his head, he saw Wu Fan entering the door. Then he pointed at Wu Fan and said to the patient next to him.

"Xiaofan, you're here!"

"Old Zhao, Old Zhang, this is my son, the top warrior of the Huaxia Martial Arts University, he must be awesome!"

After seeing Wu Fan, several patients gave Wu Neng a thumbs up and said, "Old Wu, you are also very good at raising such an outstanding son."

"Really? Hahaha."

Wu Neng laughed happily after hearing what a few people said.

"It's a pity that people are too stupid. You see other people changing their girlfriends every few days. He has already become a warrior, but he hasn't even found a girlfriend."

"Oh, I'm really worried about this."

What should I say when I see this scene in front of me? Wu Fan feels that his father is actually living quite happily, but this disease...

Otherwise, it won’t be cured, right?