Chapter 11 The Correct Use of Gold Fingers <TOC> Chapter 13 Upset Again But Can't Show It
Translator: SumTLMan
“‘Wisdom Brain’, set to read books…”
Into the night, Rayne set “Wisdom Brain’s” program and fell asleep flat on his back, quickly entering into a deep dream state.
Baron Maureen had only gotten the formula for [Corpse Stitcher] on that airship wreckage but hadn’t found any clues to the corresponding sequence legacy.
But the profession knowledge regarding the “Combat Doctor” sequence must be related to medical skills, and Pythius’s private collection of introductory medical books was the primer he desperately needed to get started.
Mastering the necessary “healing skills” would also give him the ability to escape from the “Demon Weasel Bandits” and walk more or less safe on the Ice Ridge Wilderness.
What’s more, in addition to these introductory books, his folded space also contains various advanced knowledge from Maureen’s storage ring… For a long time at least, Rayne’s job is to completely digest this profession knowledge.
……
In the dream memory, Rayne sat in the library that his mind had constructed.
On the shelves around him were the tomes that the “Wisdom Brain” had previously recorded.
He took a copy of “Introduction to Pharmacology” and opened it. The text’s content was exactly the same as the real book, and the touch also felt very real…
Although there was a slight distortion in the proportion of time in reality as opposed to the dream world, the flow rate of time with his senses felt the same as in reality.
Although neither feeling hunger nor thirst, reading books was still a tedious task, especially reading these specialized books about the medical profession.
One night was equivalent to twenty, which does have the added advantage of saving a lot of time, but can the average person withstand the loneliness of reading books for twenty days straight?
This… Requires great perseverance.
Therefore, even if there were such futuristic technology available in his previous world, few scientists walked the planet.
Ordinary people with a “Wisdom Brain” prefer to create vivid and beautiful dreams meant for indulgence. Because these dreams can satisfy all desires that one cannot get from reality…
During the year spent in the “Weasel Recruit Training Regiment”, where recruit numbers dwindled daily, Rayne had been forced to become accustomed to the boring life of dreaming and studying.
He also understands that every little bit of knowledge he has acquired up to this point is for the sake of increasing his future odds of survival.
……
In the early morning, Rayne woke up from his slumber.
“‘Wisdom Brain’, activate last night’s deep memory…”
Although he didn’t remember what had happened in his dream last night, he habitually activated his memories early every morning.
[Ding! Activating deep memory…]
In the next instant, dense text and symbols poured into his mind.
The massive amount of memory feedback by the “Wisdom Brain” instantly made Rayne feel like a flash drive had been directly linked to his skull, downloading an enormous amount of data in an instant, making him almost pass out from dizziness.
“Damn, I think I’ve downloaded a little too much at once…”
Rayne spoke a few extra complaints in his mind after a couple moments of dizziness. It took a long time for the sense of discomfort coming from his head to subside.
This was one of the few side effects of “Wisdom Brain”, especially the feeling of emptiness and hollowness following soon after having the “beautiful dream…”
……
It wasn’t long before there was some movement in the laboratory outside the door. Pythius, who had started another early morning, was back to his daily routine of experimental work.
The old bastard’s plan had been ultimately foiled.
He didn’t think Rayne would be able to make any significant improvement any time soon, even if he had looked through his personal collection of literature.
Though it was true that he couldn’t read much in one day, what about twenty?
In just one night, Rayne had spent twenty days thumbing through the extensive collection of books and learned a great deal about basic medicine and magic potions.
He learned a lot about magic potion materials, became familiar with detailed anatomical charts of the human body…
He also learned how to craft magic and healing potions…
Although he had zero practical experience, his theoretical knowledge was at the introductory apprentice level.
A new day.
Pythius gave Rayne a few lessons on anatomy and then didn’t have any more time to explain.
Instead, Rayne took up the scalpel and for the first time began attempting to dissect the jagged rat…
Cutting through flesh, layers of fat, fascia, internal organs, nerves, blood vessels…
Then he tried his hand at stitching them back together, threading and knotting…
The brain says: I can do it.
The hand says: No, you can’t.
Rayne found that there was still a long way before the fundamental theories written down in those books could be put into practice.
The “incision” isn’t just a random cut, but a matter of familiarity with the body’s tissue structure and avoiding certain blood vessels and nerves; “suturing” isn’t the same as sewing a garment, it requires a neat alignment of tissue and an even neater spacing of the stitches. The different tissues to be sutured require different techniques and stitches…
After learning how to suture the outer layer of skin, there remains the difficult task of connecting nerves and blood vessels…
Fortunately, Rayne is a transcendent and has far greater eyesight and perception than the average person. Otherwise, he doesn’t know how many rat carcasses he would’ve had to dissect to get started…
Practice makes perfect, this eternal truth reared its head.
……
And so, it was, many days passed this way.
The night was spent studying theories, and the day was spent practising, occasionally sneakily watching and learning from Pythius as he prepared his potions.
Rayne improved by leaps and bounds.
He guessed that Pythius kept a tight rein on him, so he never tried to escape this past a couple of days, as if he was really at ease with being an apprentice…
However, just after he had dissected probably seven or eight small beasts caught from the wilderness into a bloody pulp, a few human corpses which came from somewhere had appeared…
He knew the opportunity he was waiting for had finally come!
……
Rayne hadn’t been to the canteen for dinner since he had been taken under Pythius’s wing.
But this, too, had raised Boss Quinn’s suspicions.
After all, Rayne was the closest living person to Maureen’s body.
Although Pythius, a noble magic potion master, was someone he couldn’t afford to offend, Quinn was under a lot of pressure to come and repeatedly question Rayne about the operation’s details at “Blazing Steel Fortress” that fateful day.
On this day, Pythius returned to his lab.
Boss Quinn took advantage of his absence to further interrogate Rayne, which was a bad sign.
If Rayne hadn’t become Pythius’s disciple, his guess is that Quinn would’ve moved him out to a more discrete location by now.
Pythius asked: “What did the boss ask about when he came by today?”
Rayne replied as he scribbled on his desk: “Oh, the boss asked questions about the usual, asking about what happened at ‘Blazing Steel Fortress’ during the mission that day…”
Pythius asked him: “What did you say to him?”
Rayne replied: “Same as what I said the last time he asked.”
“Good, well done.”
There was a moment of silence before Pythius added: “I’ve sent someone to 88 Maple Street…”
He didn’t say the latter half of the sentence, but he didn’t find anything that could be considered a “treasure” in that location.
With that, the old man stared at Rayne, trying to see some sort of flaw in his demeanour.
Rayne pretended not to understand, he looked up in surprise and asked: “Ah… Have you found Baron Maureen’s treasure, sir?”
“It’s indeed one of Maureen’s secret properties, but there’s nothing of value there…”
Pythius didn’t notice any clues, so his eyes clouded with uncertainty.
He didn’t know whether he had been bamboozled, or if there was something hidden in the location that he hadn’t found yet or missed something because it looked like nothing of value.
Rayne deliberately led on: “Huh? But Baron Maureen seems to be concerned about that address… Could it be that the treasure was hidden?”
He had already guessed this outcome, and this remark had long been thought out.
No treasure found?
Then can’t you dig up every brick and search for it?
Did you check the pages in every book to make sure there was no hidden treasure map?
Anyway, I’ve confessed everything I know, but if you can’t find the treasures. It must be your own fault, not mine…
“Well, maybe.”
Pythius was a little displeased.
Seeing the old man’s ugly expression, Rayne didn’t provoke him any further but continued writing something down on the paper with a “swish”.
It was an easy gesture to draw attention to.
Sure enough, Pythius casually glanced at what he was writing.
He had thought that his “disciple” was taking notes on the basics of medicine.
But when he saw what Rayne had written on the table, he was suddenly shocked and sharply asked: “What are you…? What are you writing down?!”
“I don’t know what this is, it looks like a formula…”
Rayne shrugged, giving a puzzled expression of his own, and casually replied: “These strange words popped into my head as if they were left by Baron Maureen. I tried to copy it down, but there were so many strange symbols I don’t understand. It was driving me crazy…”
He knew exactly what he was writing down.
It was the “yellow gold genetic magic potion formula” that Baron Maureen had handed over to the Omagh Royal Family in exchange for his title!
The genetic magic potion formulas of this world weren’t just a record with only magic potion ingredients but also the medicine’s entire refining process.
This is a bit like the chemical equations of his past life, with many special symbols such as heating, distillation, filtration, purification, fusion… It all exists in the form of symbols.
Symbols such as ∬ ,ଘ , ੨ ,∮ , ∂ ,∇ ,꒦ , ິ …
There are also many reaction processes, such as time, temperature, concentration… As if a dense volume of complex chemical equations were written down and linked together, dazzling the layperson.
If one wasn’t a professional magic potion master, the layperson would be left unable to read it as if it was divine scripture.
Of course, this is the “yellow gold grade formula”.
An ordinary black iron grade formula wasn’t so complex. The higher the grade, the more ingredients, the more complex the formula will be…
……
Rayne said he couldn’t understand it, but how could a two-star magic potion master like Pythius not understand what was being written down?
As soon as he saw Rayne’s half-written formula, he immediately understood that it was a high-grade genetic magic potion formula!
Pythius’s couldn’t conceal the excitement in his eyes as his breath slightly raced when he said: “This is indeed a magic potion formula. You’re just starting out, so, normally, you wouldn’t understand…”
As he said this, his eyes rose with a vague sense of anticipation.
He had two magic potion formulas of white silver grade in his hands, but judging from the complexity of this formula, it was far more complicated than those two in his possession.
Could it be… Yellow gold grade formula?!
This was a rare formula he had never seen before!
When he remembered that Maureen had traded a yellow gold formula for a title, Pythius’s eyes lit up. Such things… It was a priceless treasure that the Omagh Royal Family and top nobility regarded as a strategic treasure!
But…
It’s only half-written down, which made things difficult.
It was just like having a beautiful woman standing in front of you and not wholly undressing, only halfway undressing. Still, just as you’re about to see the crucial parts exposed, she begins dressing up again with no further explanation.
Pythius looked at Rayne and asked: “What about the rest of it?”
Rayne’s eyes flashed with an imperceptible gleam: “Well… I kind of forgot…”
He looked at the old man’s searing gaze and knew that his purpose… Had been achieved!
Chapter 11 The Correct Use of Gold Fingers <TOC> Chapter 13 Upset Again But Can't Show It