NovelEnglishChapter 2026
He served a big bowl of ramen and was met with a group of drooling contestants, and he smiled. "Dig in."
The contestants gulped for a moment, and then they charged at the food.
"This is delicious. Did you use to be a chef, Mr. Larson?"
"I bet he was. He could be a chef at a five-star hotel."
Through bites, these contestants praised Matthew's cooking skills.
"I'm not a chef. | just used to cook a lot."
Back when he was a live-in son-in-law, he was the one who made the whole family's food. With his mother-in-law
being a picky eater, he had to be good at cooking.
"Hey, | made those specifically for the monk. Leave sfor him. Lads, learn from the ladies. Look at how
elegant they're eating. Hey, that's the last piece of meat. Slow down. Nobody's going to take it from you."
"As if! The meat's running out!"
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtThese people rarely had the chance to eat good food, so of course they would as much as they could! Laughter
filled the air, and eventually, all the food was gone. Everyone rubbed their tummies and belched. Aside from the
ladies, everyone else was lying in comfortable positions. Swere on the stone bench, swere on the long
chairs in the pavilion, and others took a seat on the stone staircase and shook their legs.
"If my mentor sawlike this, he would kill me." The lad from Valley of Herbs changed into a more comfortable
position and lay back down. "Ah, that's nice."
"So, Mr. Larson, who's your mentor?"
"I heard Master Levi's one of the smartest tacticians around. Is that true?"
"When will the Reconstruction Pill hit the market?"
The contestants had a lot of questions, and after they were answered, everyone started chatting freely. They
didn't have many chances to meet up with people their age, and since everyone was a doctor, they had a lot to
talk about. Stalked about their lives, stalked about herbs, and then stalked about diseases.
Eventually, the night grew old, and the moon shone brighter.
Moments after dawn had broken, Matthew emerged from his room. The conversation went on until late at night,
so Matthew returned to his room groggily. The moment he got into his bed, he fell asleep. Now, he was coming
out with a yawn. To his surprise, a few hidden sect members were still sitting around a table in the pavilion. They
were engaged in a furious debate.
"Since the pill can treat three kinds of cancer, then according to the theory Dr. Larson proposed, my deduction is
sound."
Matthew approached the group and noticed the lad holding a pill similar to his Reconstruction Pill. Judging from
the color, it just cstraight out of the oven. Once the lad had made his argument, the other contestants
rebutted it.
"There's something called too much power. The Reconstruction Pill's effects are already at their maximum, and
the ingredients are keeping a tenuous balance. If you add more herbs to it, not only will it gain no effects, but
you'll also reduce the pill's efficacy. This isn't feasible."
The lad and his friends had no counterargument, and his face becred. Just when he was about to say
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmsomething, he saw Matthew out of the corner of his eye, and he was delighted. "Just in time, Dr. Larson." He
dragged Matthew over to his side. "We'll ask for the creator's opinion."
The lad picked his pill up. "Dr. Larson, | made smodifications to the Reconstruction Pill. This pill here has
royal red, seeds from stricolor lotus, schicory, and a bit of trachelospermum. Aside from the three
cancers that the original pill can treat, this modified version can also help with laryngeal cancer."
Matthew's lips twitched. Man, these people are terrifyingly smart.
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