Necromancer, summoning 055? What the heck?

Chapter 56 Medicine, I need it!
The one shouting at the door was none other than Cato, Roy's number one money-grubbing lackey, a loudmouth.

Chen Mo rushed out in three quick steps.

finally come!

If I'm not mistaken, the important figure who has arrived is the noble delegation from Cloud Mist Territory.

The number of important figures Chen Mo knew in the Starry Continent was very limited.

Some time ago, John came over to tell him that Captain Peven had asked Luke the mercenary to look for him. John didn't dare to delay and quickly arranged for his grandson to travel day and night to ask Chen Mo for his opinion.

Chen Mo's reaction was, of course: Please, please come in quickly!
He was still thinking about the medicine in the little princess's hands.

Of the healing medicine that was sent back to Xia Kingdom last time, a small portion was used for laboratory research. The core drug's principle and mechanism of action have been roughly understood. However, the biggest problem is that there is no raw material.

The drug's structure contains three crucial components that are completely absent from Earth, or more precisely, completely absent from the Earth as known to Dongxia. This technology is also unlikely to be shared with other countries.

The remaining half of the medicine was used as a special drug by Academician Li Yunhai's medical team, and was divided into five portions. Three portions have already been used, saving the lives of three meritorious servicemen of Dongxia.

Although the treatment process was kept strictly confidential, and patients and their families were required to maintain strict secrecy, some things could not be kept secret.

The renowned researcher, already terminally ill, with his cemetery, funeral, and memorial service all prepared, is surrounded by family, relatives, and students who are heartbroken, colleagues who feel sorry for him, and admirers who are praying for him. Perhaps there are also those with ulterior motives who are eyeing his seat and research funding...

Now that it has been brought back to life, how could it not attract the attention of those who care?

Moreover, it happened repeatedly.

Academician Li Yunhai immediately faced inquiries from all sides. After all, if we were to say who was more reluctant to die, a considerable number of them would certainly be those in power and their children.

Unfortunately, Academician Li Yunhai is an extreme hardliner. Because the number of drugs he has is extremely scarce, he personally controls the supply and ignores everyone except for a few national masters. As a result, he faces immense pressure from certain levels.

If it weren't for Cangming's unwavering support and the direct dispatch of the Yongning Palace's direct guards to handle on-site security, Laboratory No. 9 of the Academy of Medical Sciences' Drug Research Center would probably have been demolished long ago.

Chen Mo's family didn't know these things, probably because they didn't want to put pressure on him.

However, Chen Mo could vaguely guess some of it.

In his letter to Chen Mo, Cangming expressed his sincere request and high praise, and attached a photo of the signed document, awarding him the "Order of the Eastern Xia Republic" in recognition of his outstanding contributions.

Back in my school days, even a single spot for outstanding performance at the county or prefecture level would attract fierce competition from all sides, let alone such a national honor. It's no exaggeration to say that this is a momentous event that could be directly engraved in family genealogies, county chronicles, and textbooks, shining brightly for generations to come.

Chen Mo felt that this was both a reward for his efforts and a subtle way of telling him that this thing was really, really important.

Therefore, upon hearing the news that the young princess might visit again, Chen Mo couldn't wait!

Finally, the message arrived. Considering the travel time of John, it seemed that the other party was also in a hurry.

The visit from the Cloud Mist Territory was conducted in strict accordance with aristocratic etiquette. The visiting card, engraved with an ornate and intricate family crest, the identity certificate bearing the seal of the Cloud Mist Territory lord, and the letter requesting an audience, stamped with the personal seal of the young princess, were all carefully sealed in a heavy, gilded gift box.

The gold leaf on the box, visiting card, and identity certificate alone would be worth a lot of money if scraped off; this is the true luxurious style of the orthodox nobility.

The other party said they were there to visit, but Chen Mo was worried that making too much noise would cause problems with his fake identity. Moreover, there might be some insider trading later, which wouldn't be convenient in this farmhouse. He decided it would be better to make the trip himself.

After quickly requesting leave from Instructor Morton, Chen Mo, along with Little John and Old Luke who had come to deliver the message, arrived at Princess Liushuang's temporary camp under the instructor's complex gaze filled with mixed emotions.

Although this was a temporary camp in Cloud Mist Territory, a grand welcoming ceremony was held. Guards clad in gleaming silver armor lined both sides, weapons at their sides, forming a solemn welcoming array. In the center of the camp, the Cloud Mist Lord's banner, emblazoned with swirling clouds and flowing patterns, was raised, along with several smaller noble heraldic banners, each representing the origins and backgrounds of the group's leaders.

The main road leading to the main tent had been carefully leveled and covered with a verdant carpet that seemed to be permeated with some kind of incense. As Chen Mo stepped onto this road, the trumpeters behind the guards blew their horns, startling flocks of birds in the distant forest.

The sense of ritual was truly overwhelming.

During the ensuing toasts and conversation, Chen Mo learned the real reason for the lavish reception: the thermite grenade he had given them seemed to have done them a great favor.

Captain Peiwen stepped forward to greet Chen Mo, speaking earnestly: "If it weren't for the weapon you gifted me, I fear I would have been unable to escape the enemy this time. Therefore, I had to come here to express my gratitude!"

These words actually concealed a hidden agenda.

After all, they had only spent a short time with Chen Mo and knew nothing about his background or character. If they told him the whole truth, saying that the "flame weapon" had saved everyone in Yunwu Territory and even averted the little princess's abduction, no one could guarantee that he wouldn't take advantage of the situation and make some absurd demands.

Therefore, having Captain Pevin, who had narrowly escaped death from the orc leader, step forward to accept this favor became a strategy that allowed for both advancement and retreat. The gratitude was genuine, but it was confined to the personal level.

Chen Mo had no idea what these old foxes were thinking. He hadn't seen the battle that day either, and from the description, he assumed that Yunwu led the others to hold the line while the Golden Scale Swordsman charged forward alone. He couldn't help but admire them greatly.

"Well, it really was a lucky accident. That weapon was a defensive item given to me by a great lord from another world when I was summoned from the altar. It's not very useful. If you get too close, you might hurt yourself, and if you're too far away, it's easy for the enemy to dodge. Throwing it into the enemy's armor is probably the most powerful way to use it."

"Speaking of which, it was Captain Peiwen's unparalleled bravery that led to this miraculous effect by breaking through the enemy lines."

As soon as Chen Mo said this, Master Locke and Lady Linda, who had some concerns before, felt reassured, and their conversation gradually warmed up.

"Sir, your speech is exceptional and your demeanor refined. May I ask which school you are from?"

Chen Mo hates this the most.

Ultimately, this place is still aristocratic, and a few words are enough to start a war of words. After thinking for a while, Chen Mo gently shook his head: "It's not that I'm unwilling to be honest, it's just that now I'm out here on my own, and my family... has nothing to do with me anymore. I don't want people to think that I'm relying on my family."

"Let's not talk about that. I should thank the princess. I have a teacher who teaches me, but he's not a professional, just an ordinary person. However, he has been very caring towards me, and I regard him as an elder in my family."

"This teacher was seriously ill before, and it was only after using the medicine that the princess gave me that he was able to recover!"

As he spoke, Chen Mo stood up and bowed deeply: "On behalf of my teacher, I thank the princess for her kindness in gifting me the medicine!"

Upon seeing this gesture, the leaders of the Cloud Mist Territory felt somewhat embarrassed. After all, they had their own ulterior motives, while the other party seemed to be acting openly and honestly. They quickly returned the greeting and exchanged pleasantries, making the atmosphere even more harmonious.

Taking this opportunity, Chen Mo quickly brought up his idea: "If I may ask, do you have any of those pills left over from last time? I'd like to prepare some more for my old mentor. Whether you want to exchange them or buy some, it's all negotiable!"

Locke and Peven exchanged a glance and were about to speak when the quiet little princess suddenly appeared.

"Yes, yes, I have four left. My aunt gave them to me. I'll keep one for myself and give you three, okay?"

Locke silently lowered his head on the table, while Captain Peven sat upright, his smile somewhat stiff.

"it is good!"

Chen Mo had already sensed that those old guys were clearly not as naive as the young princess, so he had to strike while the iron was hot and finalize the matter as soon as possible.

"It's a deal. I'll go back and get my things now. Princess, please choose whatever you like!"

(End of this chapter)