My Computer Leads to Chapter 122 99: 'Win-Win' Deal? I Win Twice

The bleeding stopped imdiately.

Then, right before Fang Zhen's eyes, it scabbed over at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Fang Zhen was stunned.

By now, the wound on Mark's left hand had already scabbed over. He then used his right hand to peel the scab off.

Underneath, a thin white line of tender new skin was visible. The wound had healed completely—the flesh had even regenerated.

Fang Zhen pressed his lips together. After staring at Mark's palm for a mont, he turned to Gwendolyn.

"Master..."

"This ointnt is very effective, but it can't prevent that condition you called 'infection,' nor can it treat poisons," Gwendolyn explained, thinking Fang Zhen was still skeptical about its effects.

"No, Master. I was just wondering... do you have any more of this ointnt? Is it for sale?"

"Whatever the price, I'll take it all," Fang Zhen said.

Gwendolyn blinked, montarily stunned.

"You want to buy this healing dicine?"

"I've never sold it before. It's just for when our own people get hurt. I don't have much on hand, only a little over two vials."

After a mont of clear consideration, Gwendolyn made a decision she believed was both wise and profitable.

"Those pills you gave

earlier... I looked at the packaging. It's quite exquisite, even using expensive special tals. They must be a type of Alchemy dicine, right?"

"This dicine's ability to prevent what you call 'infection' is sothing I need."

"How about this? If you want the healing dicine, give

six more of those pills, and we'll trade. I'll give you the other vial and a half of healing dicine. What do you think?"

"Deal!" Fang Zhen agreed without a mont's hesitation.

He had to use most of his willpower to manage his expression and keep himself from bursting out laughing.

What he had just given her was amoxicillin dispersible tablets.

The 0.5g version cost 15 yuan a box, with two blister packs per box.

Fang Zhen had no idea how to even begin pricing Gwendolyn's topical dicine.

'Just for the fact that it heals wounds without leaving a scar... even if you sold it as a costic dical product, wouldn't selling 5 grams for twenty or thirty thousand be reasonable?'

And this one vial of healing dicine had to contain at least 100 grams.

Gwendolyn didn't think too much about it either.

From her perspective, she also felt she was getting a great deal.

The Alchemy Healing dicine was a bit troubleso to make, but for Gwendolyn, it was only a matter of trouble. Labor wasn't worth much here, and while the dicinal ingredients were sowhat difficult to gather, they weren't actually that expensive.

But wound infections... although Gwendolyn didn't know what an 'infection' was before eting Fang Zhen, she had seen many cases of it and knew it could be fatal.

Fang Zhen's dicine was miraculously effective at treating these wound infections. Gwendolyn found it amazing and considered it highly valuable.

Trading two and a half vials of Alchemy Healing dicine for Fang Zhen's exquisite, rare pills—which seed like a form of Alchemy dicine in their own right—felt like a very good deal to Gwendolyn.

Fang Zhen imdiately took out six amoxicillin tablets and made the exchange with Gwendolyn.

He received a total of two and a half vials of Alchemy Healing dicine.

"Master, if you have any more of this healing dicine, I'd be happy to trade for it," Fang Zhen said to Gwendolyn, very satisfied and struggling to suppress a grin.

Gwendolyn said, "Yes, and I still need more of your Alchemy Pills that treat 'infection.' I have many comrades-in-arms who survived the battlefield only to die from this vicious ailnt whose na we never even knew."

"Your pills will be very popular. I can sense that they will be in high demand."

Fang Zhen's spirits soared.

'I wonder if this Ancient Castle Caverns instance has any follow-up content.'

'If it does, it'll be well worth another trip, just from a trading perspective.'

With the exchange complete, Fang Zhen really couldn't hold it in much longer. If he stayed, he was afraid he'd burst out laughing.

"Master, there's no ti to waste. I'll get right to helping you collect the cerebrospinal fluid of the Abnormal Ghosts."

"At the sa ti, I'll test the difficulty of the Ancient Castle Caverns and see if I can pass through them to enter the Ancient Castle."

He said.

"Very well. May the light shine upon you," Gwendolyn said.

Fang Zhen felt a little embarrassed by how much he'd profited. Not wanting to linger, he took his leave.

"Ranger!"

Mark called out from behind him.

While the trade was happening, Mark had gone back to his room to get his gear.

Now, Mark had put on a leather chestpiece, slung a waterskin over his shoulder, and carried a shortsword.

"I'll go with you. You'll need a guide who's familiar with the terrain."

"Alright."

Mark walked briskly ahead and opened the gate.

Fang Zhen, geared up, rode his Jue Ying motorcycle out of Gwendolyn's small courtyard.

"May the light shine upon you!" Gwendolyn's blessing rang out again from behind.

Fang Zhen resisted the urge to twist the throttle. Without looking back, he gave a wave in farewell.

Once they were out of Gwendolyn's courtyard, Fang Zhen asked Mark, "Mark, are there any professional butchers or at shops in town?"

"Yes, there are. What do you need?" Mark asked.

"I'm going to the butcher's to get so fresh blood," Fang Zhen said.

"To kill Abnormal Ghosts, we need to set out so bait, maybe chum the area a bit."

"Alright. The butcher's shop isn't far from here. I also need to borrow a horse, and it's on the sa road, so I'll go with you," Mark said.

「A dozen or so minutes later.」

Ellick Town. The butcher shop.

The shop was very crude, with just a few iron hooks holding cuts of at, and so knives lying around.

When Fang Zhen arrived, soone had just brought in two goats to be slaughtered. Fang Zhen spent 1 Silver Rope and bought two bags of goat blood.

That's right, Silver Ropes could be used in Ellick Town.

The currency in this world seed to be a ss; different regions used different types of money. Fang Zhen had worried his coins would be useless, but he found that as long as it was a precious tal currency like gold or silver, the people in town would accept it.

Copper Ropes, of course, were the exception.