The villagers of the Lian tribe sobered up. When they walked out of their houses and saw Li Shentan, they all cast him a respectful look.
Li Shentan thought that his hard work might have moved them.
These people had gone off to enjoy themselves after drinking, so it was very tiring for him to be left alone to distill the liquor.
Moreover, he was doing this to save the people of the Lian tribe, so this earth-shattering kindness would definitely have moved them.
Li Shentan was overjoyed. After he gained some prestige here in the Lian tribe, he might really be able to bring everyone to join the Prosperous Northwest!
Truly, being a sincerely good person would earn people’s respect!
But before Li Shentan could feel happy about it, he heard the women say softly, “The ah’zhu who Chief found is amazing. He can brew such a strong wine. You don’t even know, but after my ah’zhu drank it, he…”
“Yeah, the wine is wonderful!”
Li Shentan stiffened. So it turned out these people were looking at him with respect because he had taught them how to brew strong liquor, not because he was trying to treat their sick.
Why did it feel like there were not many normal people in the Lian tribe?
Among the Lian tribe, he even felt he had become normal himself.
He ordered the sober women to mix the dried garlic powder into the liquor. This way, they would get a low concentration allicin solution.
A woman asked him, “Can this really be used to treat illnesses?”
Li Shentan said, “Yes, the allicin in this wine has many strong biocidal effects, such as anti-inflammation, blood pressure and cholesterol lowering, etc. All we need to do next is to place the solution through—”
Wait!
Before Li Shentan could finish speaking, he saw a woman scoop up a bowl of wine from the vat and run away. He asked in surprise, “What are you doing?”
The woman said, “I have an illness to treat!” The woman slipped off into the distance.
Lian Yi walked out of her house and said, “Her brother has been bedridden at home since he fell sick, so she probably can’t wait to cure him.”
Li Shentan said, “But we still need to further extract the allicin from the wine.”
“The allicin can’t be used to treat illnesses while mixed with the wine?” Lian Yi asked.
Li Shentan thought for a moment and said, “It can. Not only can it be used to treat illnesses, but it can also break down blood clots.”
“Then everything’s fine!” Lian Yi said firmly, “It so happens that this wine is delicious. It can be drunk and used to treat illnesses. That’s perfect!”
“Hehe, do whatever you like.” Li Shentan smiled woodenly before rushing off to that woman’s house.
When he arrived, the woman had already poured the bowl of wine into her brother’s mouth.
You are reading story The First Order at novel35.com
She had not used a small bowl but a large one that was the size of a person’s face. Li Shentan estimated that the wine the woman had just scooped out was probably at least half a liter.
Her younger brother who had been bedridden for many days fell into a coma after drinking the medicine. The woman got a little panicky. “Chief, what’s going on? My brother was still conscious before taking the medicine. Why did he suddenly fall unconscious after taking it? Could there be something wrong with the medicine?”
Lian Yi turned her gaze to Li Shentan and asked, “What’s going on?”
Li Shentan thought for a moment before answering, “I’m just taking a shot in the dark, but he might’ve had too much to drink.”
As he was not particularly sure that allicin that had not been extracted from wine was fit for human consumption, he went to a secluded spot and called Hu Shuo. “Hello, Grandpa?”
Hu Shuo asked excitedly, “Has the baby been born?”
“What the hell?” Li Shentan was getting anxious. Why did it feel like he was the only normal person left in the world?
“Hahahaha, it was just a slip of the tongue,” Hu Shuo explained. “That should take at least ten months. Where’s my common sense gone? What? Is something the matter? Has the allicin been extracted?”
“What I wanted to ask is: Will anything happen if the allicin is taken together with wine?” Li Shentan asked. “I remember that antibiotics can’t be consumed with alcohol.”
“You’re referring to cephalosporins, right?” Hu Shuo said. “Indeed, that medicine can’t be consumed with alcohol, and it can easily lead to someone going into shock and/or fainting. It’s a class of antibiotics that’s obtained by culturing the acremonium fungus mold to extract cephalosporin C, which is the lead compound that gets synthesized into the antibiotic through partial side chain modification.”
“And what about allicin?” Li Shentan asked.
“Allicin’s fine. When I’m drinking and having cucumber salad, there’s also garlic paste in the salad dressing. So don’t worry. It won’t kill anyone,” Hu Shuo replied.
Li Shentan heaved a sigh of relief. It was fine as long as no one would die from taking the medicine. As for whether the allicin’s dosage in the wine was enough to treat the illnesses, that was basically not within the consideration of the Lian tribe’s people.
“By the way, Grandpa,” Li Shentan said, “I realized the Lian tribe already had a complete supernatural system before The Cataclysm. They even had dealings with the founder of the Riders back then, which surprised me a lot.”
“It’s nothing, really. There was already something legendary about a big shot like Ren He, the founder of the Riders.” Hu Shuo said, “I’ve also studied the Riders’ heritage. It seems they can unlock their genetic code by completing a series of extreme challenges, such as free soloing or skydiving. But they don’t have the conditions to do so anymore. The creatures in the sea have become too ferocious, so they can’t surf. Birds have also become very territorial and frequently attack other flying creatures or objects in the sky. So they can’t go skydiving either. You can say that this legacy has reached its end.”
“Are there any other similar secret legacies in this world?” Li Shentan asked. He had always been very interested in these things, and if he had the chance, he would also like to have a look at what exactly corpse and gu poison refinement in the Lian tribe was about.
This time, Hu Shuo said without hesitation, “There were still one or two such legacies in the Alliance of Strongholds. But the people from those two bloodlines haven’t appeared in a long time, so they might’ve died out during The Cataclysm.”
“What about outside the Alliance of Strongholds?” Li Shentan asked.
“They exist too.” Hu Shuo said firmly, “They’re the enemy that Fortress 178 has always been defending against.”
“What kind of enemy is that?” Li Shentan asked.
“They’re a group of mysterious people who call themselves the Magi. Although they are very few in number, they rule the world outside of the Northwest. It seems they control an entire system of alchemy and magic. However, their rule is relatively lax, unlike the Alliance of Strongholds, which is more authoritarian,” Hu Shuo answered.
Li Shentan hung up. When he found out about this, he really wanted to see for himself what the so-called Magi was capable of.
Three days later, most of the Lian tribe members who had fallen sick miraculously recovered. Other than being drunk every day, they suffered no side effects.
From this moment on, the way the Lian tribe’s people looked at Li Shentan truly changed. When they met him outside, they would voluntarily greet him respectfully, which made Li Shentan very happy.
Right now, the only thing that worried him was that Lian Yi would probably attempt to implant the Scarlet Gu in him again.