Chapter 51: Resource List

What a shame.

Jiang He was unconscious and did not read the information behind Iron Bull.

It was just as Iron Bull had said.

The Scarlet Cloud Grass was not suitable for Jiang He, who was a pure martial artist.

The Crimson Cloud Fruit it bore was a floral spirit of the fire class. It was the ultimate treasure for the Awakened of the fire class or the martial arts grandmasters of the fire class. Usually, a Rank-6 martial artist with a high Cultivation might even have a chance to awaken a Transcendent ability of the fire class after refining the Crimson Cloud Fruit!

Even so, the chances were slim.

Out of the hundreds of martial artists who cultivated the Scarlet Cloud Fruit, there might not even be one with fire-type superpowers.

As for the fact that only those of the Sixth Stage, who had a strong cultivation, could refine it, it was because the energy contained in one Red Cloud Fruit was so enormous that ordinary warriors were unable to refine it. They might even be blown up by the energy contained in it!

Of course.

Once the Scarlet Cloud Grass bloomed and bore fruit, the energy it contained would be transferred to the fruit.

Even so …

The Scarlet Cloud Grass in Jiang He's hand had yet to bloom.

The energy it contained was frightening!

He even swallowed it all in one gulp …Like a volcanic eruption, the energy instantly exploded inside his body, enough to blow him to pieces. It was fortunate that the System had converted some of the Scarlet Cloud Grass's energy into strength + 5000kg.

Jiang He fainted on his bed.

Qi was seeping out of his body, tearing his clothes to shreds.

The remaining energy was running amok inside Jiang He's body, being absorbed by his tendons, bones, skin, flesh, and even organs!

Jiang He's physique and every other aspect of his body strengthened as his strength kept improving. Even as he was groggy, Jiang He felt an itch all over his body, as if countless ants were crawling over his body.

"Jiang He …"

"Jiang He!"

"Wake up … it's time for your medicine!"

Beside his ear.

A voice could be heard.

Jiang He promptly opened his eyes and leapt to his feet like a carp. When he realized that it was the nurse named Zhou Yue who had come to deliver his medicine, he could not help asking curiously, "Why are you delivering medicine today? Which fat nurse did the hospital hire? "

Zhou Yue kept her head lowered, afraid to look at Jiang He, and muttered like a mosquito, "You mean Sister Shengnan? She's on the first floor … I heard that there's a patient on the first floor who's very resistant to medicine, so she's feeding him medicine. "

She then divided Jiang He's medicine, before pouring him a cup of water and placing it on the tea table..

Throughout the entire process, she did not look at Jiang He.

Jiang He smiled bitterly and shook his head when he saw that. He walked up and clapped Zhou Yue on the shoulder, saying earnestly, "Sis … you really don't have to be afraid of me. I'm no longer the lunatic I used to be, and I've recovered. I'm not going to hit you just because you look at me!"

Zhou Yoe's body trembled.

He hurriedly pushed the medicine cart to the next room.

"Sigh …"

"What! A sin!"

"Use the right medicine. Strength + 10kg."

Just as he finished her medicine, breakfast arrived.

The nurse who brought Jiang He breakfast was a nurse he had never seen before. She blushed and lowered her head after taking one look at Jiang He when she entered.

Jiang He: "???"

What ?

You???

Do you think I'm going to eat you?

"It seems that I've done a lot of wrong things in the hospital … I have to turn over a new leaf from now on so that I can redeem everyone's impression of me."

Sitting on the couch, Jiang He ate his breakfast.

A bowl of millet porridge.

Three steamed buns stuffed with cabbage and vermicelli.

Before he finished his breakfast, another doctor came to check on him. It was none other than Feng Shaoyu, who had given Jiang He a mobile phone.

He was followed by a group of nurses. Feng Shaoyu opened the door to take a look before telling a nurse beside him, "Take note … Patient 404, Jiang He. His condition has worsened, and he's prone to violence and exhibitionism."

"Feng Shaoyu!"

Jiang He shot up from the couch and barked angrily, "Doctor Feng, you could have said it if you have something to say about me. You don't have to pick on me like this … I'll admit that I'm prone to violence, since I've done some bad things in the past."

"But what do you mean when you say I'm prone to exhibitionism?"

And yet …

Jiang He stood up.

The nurses screamed, "Ah!"

Someone turned his head.

Some covered their faces with their hands, their eyes bulging.

Someone sucked in a breath of cold air and exclaimed —"Woah!"

"It's huge!"

Jiang He: "???"

What the hell.

That's not right!

Why is the head nurse staring at me with her eyes wide open …He looked down.

He could not help exclaiming, "What the hell … where are my clothes?"

Jiang He could not help blushing with so many nurses staring at him, and quickly barked, "What are you looking at? Haven't you seen anything that big?"

He shooed the nurses away.

[Ding!]

[Reasonable diet. Strength + 10kg.]Jiang He finished his breakfast in a few bites, and hurried to change his clothes …Even so, he realized that he had already used up all his clothes on this trip to the wastelands.

He opened the door a crack and poked his head out … to find Feng Shaoyu on the fourth floor, who had just finished his rounds and seemed to have gone to the washroom to straighten his pants. Jiang He promptly waved at him, "Doctor Feng, come here."

"What?"

Feng Shaoyu was very wary.

"Come here!"

Jiang He promptly pushed open the door and dragged Feng Shaoyu inside, punching him twice before drawing his S-grade alloy combat blade with a clang. "Give me your clothes!"

Feng Shaoyu's eyes turned purple as he wailed, "Just tell me if you want my clothes … It's not like I won't give them to you. Why did you hit me?"

Taking off Feng Shaoyu's pants and white lab coat, Jiang He put them on himself.

He rubbed his crotch through his pants and scolded, "Doctor Feng, is there something wrong with your brain … Wearing sweater jeans in the middle of summer makes me feel uncomfortable."

Feng Shaoyu said timidly, "You … you didn't wear underwear, and you're blaming me?"

"Alright, alright, stop crying!"

Jiang He threw a pack of toilet paper at Feng Shaoyu, barking, "What are you crying for, man? If anyone saw this, they would think that I, Jiang He, bullied you … alright, I'm off for my morning exercise. "

He walked out of the ward.

Jiang He slipped downstairs in the blink of an eye, and went for a morning jog in the spacious area behind the wards.

"Ding!"

"Reasonable exercise, strength + 10kg."

It was only when the System Notification jingled in his head that he paused, a puzzled look on his face. "What's going on … why do I feel like my steps are much heavier when I run today?"

He turned around.

He glanced at the spot he had run past.

He had actually left a conspicuous footprint on the hardened cement track.

Jiang He then jumped on the spot.

That jump was around five meters high.

Bang!

He landed heavily, and the cement beneath his feet caved in over two inches.

"What's going on?"

Jiang He was stunned.

He glanced at his System Panel.

[Name: Jiang He]

[Age: 20]

[Class: Mental Patient][Strength: 16550 kg]

"Eh … why did my strength increase so much?"

"Oh, right …"

"Scarlet Cloud Grass!"

"After I ate it yesterday, my strength increased by 5kg … and then I felt like a volcano had erupted in my body, and I fell asleep."

Jiang He rolled up his sleeves.

He pinched his dizzy biceps, which seemed to be firmer than before.

Sneaking into the hospital canteen and stealing a cleaver, he placed his arm on the ground and lightly cut it.

Shiiing!

His arm was fine.

All that was left was a white mark.

The cleaver, however, was chipped right away.

"Could my body have absorbed the remaining energy of the Scarlet Cloud Grass?"

"My body strengthened, and that's why I feel like I've gained weight?"

Shiiing!

Jiang He slashed again with all his might.

This time, the cleaver snapped, but his body was fine.

"My physique is stronger …"

Jiang He sighed.

It was fortunate that he had been circumcised early.

Otherwise … doctors would have to use a chainsaw to perform surgery.

Back in his ward.

Carrying his combat blade.

Jiang He headed straight to the director's office.

Director An was frowning and smoking a cigarette, and exclaimed in surprise when he saw Jiang He. "Jiang He … where did you get that doctor's gown?"

"I accidentally burst it when I was cultivating," Jiang He replied. "Doctor Feng gave it to me when he saw that I was naked … by the way, Director An, why do you look so miserable?"

He took out a cigarette from Dean An's cigarette box and lit it up.

"Sigh!"

Director An rose to his feet and walked to the window, looking towards the wards and sighing. "We have a troublemaker in our ward today. He's a martial artist … and he's very resistant, insisting that he's not sick and refusing to take his medicine no matter what."

"Oh?"

Jiang He's eyes lit up.

He discreetly stuffed the director's cigarette and lighter into his pocket and asked, "What are his symptoms?"

"He said that there's a sword in his head, and he tried to cut his head open to retrieve it many times. It's fortunate that his parents discovered it early …"

"That's a serious case!"

Jiang He said. "Director An, why don't you put him in my ward? I have a way to coax him to take his medicine."

"That's exactly what I was thinking, but I was afraid that you wouldn't agree … the kid is a martial artist after all, and it's too dangerous to put him in another ward."

Turning around, Director An said earnestly, "Still, you have to take it easy, kid. That kid's parents are not simple. His father is a martial arts grandmaster, while his mother is an Awakened …"

"Would they kill me if I coax their son to take his medicine?"

"Director," Jiang He said, "I'm here to ask for leave … I have something to do and need to go out."

Naturally, Director An was reluctant.

Hence, Jiang He had to threaten him with the video.

Helpless, Director An could only agree. Jiang He then asked for medicine for his mental illness, saying, "Director An, I'm also a martial artist aside from being a mental patient who knows his place … as a martial artist, I have to often wander the wildlands and hunt Ferals. I'm afraid that I'll fall sick if I don't bring medicine with me."

Director An sent someone to fetch the medicine, and repeatedly reminded Jiang He to take his medicine on time.

"Alright, alright!"

"I know better than you about taking my medicine on time!"

Now that he had his medicine, Jiang He turned his back on Wu Xingchen and ran out of the asylum, finding a place to get a new SIM card. Then, just as he turned on the satellite phone Wu Xingchen had given him, a call came in.

"Jiang He?"

"I'm Zhou Tong … the higher-ups have approved your reward for killing Xiang Rongshan and Fang Tailai, both Sky Demon Cultists."

"I've compiled a list of resources. Where are you right now? I'll send it to you. "

Jiang He appeared delighted and said, "No need to trouble you, Captain Zhou … I'm just about to head to the Martial Arts Department (MAD), and I'll call you when I get there!"

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(End of Chapter)