Chapter 2024


    A group of old men were gathered around the Bainbridge branch of Cathay''s Union of Medical


    Practitioners (CAUMP). In the center was a wooden coffee table, and on top of it sat beautiful tea-


    making essories. The old men were talking about the recent happenings in Bainbridge.


    "Hey, Phantom, I heard that the Reconstruction Pill''s creator is in your medical center right now. He got


    into a tussle with one of your doctors over hisck of a medical license. I don''t have a license either,


    mate."


    The old man called Phantom, better known as the Phantom of Medicine, looked miffed. These old men


    were the best of the best doctors around, yet none of them had any medical license. They did not need


    that.


    Everyone elseughed.


    "I can''t believe that doctor. He just mocked every single member of the hidden sects, and he still has no


    idea about it."


    Another old man called Skelemar had an annoyed look on his face. "Shut it, Longbeard. Don''t drag us


    Têxt belongs to N?velDrama.Org.


    into this. Hidden sects y by a different set of rules."


    Not everyone in the hidden sects could explore the greater world, hence Medical licenses were nothing


    to them. Skelemar would have stayed in his abode if not for the CAUMP''s members adamantly inviting


    him to thepetition.


    "Enough. We''re too old for useless banters. Let''s deal with the matter at hand."


    "Matthew has already transcended the need for a license, but if some people just insist on using that


    against him, it will prove to be a hassle."


    The old men fell silent. The one that spoke earlier caressed his beard. "Give him a license. He''s more


    than qualified."


    "But someone might make another case out of it."


    "Then, tell them toe up with a first-grade and special-grade pill like what Matthew had done. I can


    let them take Matthew''s ce in thepetition if they can make something like mini Analeptic Pill and


    Restoration Pill."


    …


    The sun was setting on Bainbridge, and the other hidden sects'' contestants were arriving at Renew


    Pharmaceuticals. When these contestants found out that Matthew was the creator of the Restoration


    Pill, they got visibly excited.


    The members of Valley of Herbs met up with Matthew right after they cleaned their rooms. "You''re here


    too, Mr. Larson. Ever since the Reconstruction Pill was announced, my master hasn''t stopped lecturing


    me for a single moment. And to think I used to be one of the best members in the valley."


    Thed straightened up and mimicked the way his mentor spoke. He had a solemn look on his face as


    he said, "You can''t even make a decent Soultemper, but Matthew has already made something


    incredible like the Reconstruction Pill, and you guys are the same age. You can''t even memorize the


    Almanac of Herbs, but Matthew—same age as you, mind you—is already… I''ve already taught you


    Needlefarer many times, and yet you still can''t master it. Look at Matthew. He…"


    Thed went on for nearly ten minutes, his tone filled with frustration. The contestants around him


    shared his sentiment. Even the air seemed to be heavy withints all of a sudden.


    "Oh, I was just lucky. If you want to get out of this mess, I do have an idea." Matthew smiled


    mysteriously. He would love to befriend these people since they were decent.


    Even though they were frustrated after Matthew''s genius was revealed, none of them hated him. They


    did envy him, but none would sabotage him. Instead, they talked straight and never schemed, which


    Matthew appreciated. He felt rxed when hanging out with them. When Matthew said he had an idea


    to save these people from their predicament, their eyes lit up with anticipation.