Ding Ning was so shocked that he opened his mouth wide. He had thought that it would be amazing if the eight of them could hold on for 20 minutes under the siege of more than 400 gang members, but he did not expect that they could defeat nearly 300 people and drive away more than 100 people.
Seeing Ding Ning's shock, Feng Jun and the others all smiled proudly. In this way, they proved the value of their existence.
Ding Ning looked at the eight iron-blood warriors, whose legs were weak, but they supported each other, tried to straighten their chests, and grinned at him with their teeth bared.
His eyes were a little wet, and he quickly stepped forward and complained, "Why did you do this?"
"Manchurian Tiger can only die standing, not live kneeling."
Lu Zhan shouted in a low voice as the illustrious days on the battlefield appeared in his mind again.
"Manchurian Tiger can only die standing, not live kneeling."
Feng Jun and the other six people suddenly straightened their bodies. Looking forward, their blood surged, and they shouted in unison. However, they did not salute. After all, they were no longer iron-blood soldiers.
But this spirit was the fighting creed of the Manchurian Tiger Special Combat Team, and it had been firmly engraved in their bones and blood.
Even if they had retired, this spirit would never disappear.
Being disabled made them leave their beloved posts and battlefields. They had been dispirited, complained, and blamed others for it …
But Ding Ning's appearance completely changed their fates. He allowed them to stand up straight and live again.
From now on, they would no longer be soldiers, but Ding Ning's subordinates.
But no matter where they were, no matter who they served, the spirit of Manchurian Tiger would continue in them forever.
They were bidding farewell to their past military career in this way, and embarking on a new journey.
Ding Ning understood. Because he understood, he felt very heavy in his heart.
He did not know if it was right to do so, and he did not know if it was fair to them.
But he knew that his intention was good. He wanted to use his ability to change the world, even if he could only change a part of it.
He wanted to make the world less evil, and more justice and beauty.
The boundary between black and white was not so clear. Black was not necessarily all evil, and white was not necessarily all justice.
He was not a god, nor was he a savior. It was impossible for him to save everyone. He could only use his meager strength to reduce the breeding ground for evil.
Since he had come this far, Ding Ning had never thought of retreating. With the black zone in his hands, at least, he could ensure that evil would not occur under his watch.
Lu Zhan and others had obviously perceived his intention and expressed their support with actions, which moved Ding Ning very much.
"Let's go. Are you okay?"
Ding Ning cracked a smile and joked.
"Oh my god, I feel like I've been beaten up. There's not a single part of my body that isn't sore."
"How can a man say no? We came in standing, so we should go out standing."
"That's true. Men have to be able to do it no matter what."
"Compared to the past, this is nothing. It's just a drizzle."
…
The eight soldiers supported each other and walked out. Although they were covered with blood, they could still joke around, so Ding Ning was relieved.
He had wanted to spend a good night with Ling Yun, but now he changed his mind. He wanted to give these lovely soldiers a big health care.
It was really big health care, not that kind of "connotative health care". He didn't have such a heavy taste.
He called Ling Yun and arranged Air Force Wing No.1 to send her home. Then he followed Xiaoniu and others to their residence.
Xiaoniu rented two houses with three bedrooms and one living room, which were just enough for nine people.
After Ding Ning ordered Air Force Wing No.1 to send Ling Yun home, he went to the courtyard in the western suburbs to bring his medicine bag. He prepared all the medicinal materials and began to boil the herbal soup for bathing.
"Boss, what are you doing?"
Cheng Hu asked curiously, sitting in the wheelchair.
Lu Zhan and others were exhausted. After returning to the residence, they simply treated their wounds and fell asleep.
The only one awake was Cheng Hu, who had been lying all day and was almost moldy. After Ding Ning's treatment, his hands could move and he could move the wheelchair in a small range.
"I will boil the herbal soup for you to refine your body. In the future, every time you reach the limit of your body during training, this herbal soup can help you recover your strength quickly and strengthen your physical quality. It will not leave any sequelae after extreme training."
Ding Ning's eyes flashed with nostalgia. This was the herbal bath that Sister Qiao specially made for him.
Since he was a child, every time he was exhausted after training, he would soak in the herbal soup. The next day, he would be full of energy and his physical quality would gradually become stronger.
However, this herbal soup was different from the one made by Sister Qiao. After all, the medicinal materials that Sister Qiao gave him to refine his body were very common, while the medicinal materials he used were all rare ones.
Hearing this, Cheng Hu's eyes suddenly brightened. "If this can be widely used in the army, how many excellent soldiers can be trained? If this kind of herbal soup can be sold to the army, the boss will never be short of money in the future."
He knew how long he needed to rest to recover after reaching the limit of his body during training, and there were sequelae such as ligament strain and muscle strain caused by overtraining. When he was old, he would be full of pain. Once this herbal soup could eliminate all sequelae, it would be a blessing for the army of Shenzhou Country.
Ding Ning shook his head with a wry smile. "Of course I'm willing to contribute to the country. It's not a problem to give them the prescription. The key is that these medicinal materials are very rare, and some of them are even on the verge of extinction. I can only boil the herbal soup for you, and it's impossible to popularize it."
"I think it's too simple."
Cheng Hu scratched his head in embarrassment and realized that he had said something silly. Even if he gave the prescription to the army, the army could not produce it in batches. After all, medicinal materials were the foundation. The extinction of many rare medicinal materials was related to the decline of traditional Chinese medicine.
Although Cheng Hu's proposal was very unreliable, Ding Ning had a flash of inspiration. He needed to quickly accumulate funds and work hard to fulfill his father's trust.
Cheng Hu's unintentional words allowed him to see another path to success.
By doing business with the army, he could not only make money, but also greatly enhance the survival ability of the soldiers of Shenzhou Country. This was the way to a win-win situation.
With the prototype of a plan in his mind, Ding Ning could not help but be excited. If this idea could be realized, success and recognition would be a piece of cake.
For example, the Qi and Blood Pill that could enhance strength, the Refreshing Wind Pill that could enhance speed, the Physical Strengthening Pill that could enhance physical strength, the Golden Sore Powder that could quickly grow muscles, stop bleeding, and avoid infection …
Although the medicinal materials needed for these medicines were relatively precious, they were not so difficult to cultivate. The efficacy of artificially grown medicinal materials was far less than that of natural and wild medicinal materials, but it was much better than the medicine on the market.
But now the time was not ripe. He needed to first build his own medicinal materials base and form a self-produced and self-marketed industrial chain to ensure the production and supply. Then he would find a way to cooperate with the senior officials of the army.
By the effect of the product, he believed that no senior officials of the army could refuse his cooperation.
The reason why these medicines were either pills, powders, or ointments was that the technique of refining elixirs had long been lost.
There were many recipes for refining elixirs recorded in the Outline of Flora, but Ding Ning did not have the ability to refine elixirs at present.
Refining elixirs occupied an indispensable position in the medical history of Shenzhou Country. It could extract the medicinal properties of medicinal materials and exert them to the extreme.
But refining elixirs was a technical work. Like cooking, it had almost strict requirements on the temperature of the flame, the order of adding medicinal materials, the handling of medicinal properties conflicts, the control of the heat, and the degree of extraction of medicinal effects.
Therefore, even if Ding Ning had mastered the method of refining elixirs, he did not have the ability to do it. He could only refine pills with less than 10% of the medicinal effects of the medicinal materials, and the other 90% of the medicinal effects would be wasted.
But refining elixirs was different. Elixirs were divided into three levels: heaven, earth, and human. Each level was further divided into four grades: supreme, upper, middle, and lower. The lowest grade of human level elixirs had 30% of the medicinal effects of medicinal materials. The middle grade could reach 40%, the upper grade could reach 50%, and the supreme grade could reach 60%.
The efficiency of earth level elixirs could reach 50%, the middle grade could reach 60%, the upper grade could reach 70%, and the supreme grade could reach 80%.
The efficiency of heaven level elixirs could reach 70%, the middle grade could reach 80%, the upper grade could reach 90%, and the supreme grade could reach 100%.
The efficiency of heaven level elixirs could reach 70%, the middle grade could reach 80%, the upper grade could reach 90%, and the supreme grade could reach 100%.
The efficiency of human level elixirs could only be taken by ordinary people, the earth level elixirs were for warriors, and the heaven level elixirs were for the legendary gods.
In other words, human level elixirs had almost no effect on warriors. While ordinary people who took earth level elixirs had a small chance to become warriors, they were more likely to explode and die because they could not bear the medicinal effects.
As for heaven level elixirs, even if there were, even top warriors did not dare to take them. They were elixirs that were effective for gods, and even immortal elixirs, they would definitely die if they took them.
As for heaven level elixirs, according to the records in the Compendium of Plants, the easiest and simplest recipe of heaven level elixirs needed as many as 98 kinds of rare medicinal materials.
The most complicated one needed more than 90,000 kinds of rare medicinal materials. Although it was said that it had the nature-defying effect of bringing the dead back to life, more than 10,000 kinds of rare medicinal materials were extinct on the earth.
Therefore, Ding Ning never had any extravagant hope for the recipe of heaven level elixirs. He would be satisfied if he could refine earth level elixirs in this life.
The enhanced version of the perfect tonic medicinal bath. Maybe it was Sister Qiao's bad taste, but this was the name of the medicinal bath Ding Ning brewed.
Looking at the black medicine soup in the bathtub with a disgusting smell, Lu Zhan and others, who had been forcibly awakened by Ding Ning, looked at each other, stared at each other, covered their noses, and none of them was willing to go in.
"Boss, I am not injured. I am just a little tired, and I will be fine after a short rest. I don't need to take a bath, and I'd better give this precious opportunity to others."
Lu Zhan said righteously with a bitter face.
"Whatever, but don't regret it," Ding Ning said lightly.
Ding Ning said lightly. He believed that as long as one person went in and soaked in it, the others would definitely scream and soak in it.
"Feng Jun, why don't you go and have a try? Your hand has not recovered, and it is badly injured."
Peng Haitao smiled evilly, and Xiaoniu and others shook their heads.
Feng Jun was stunned, then gritted his teeth and said with a tragic face, "In the past, Shennong tried all kinds of herbs, and today, I, Feng Jun, risk my life to try this medicinal bath."
"Pa!"
Ding Ning smacked his head angrily. "You speak as if you are going to die for a righteous cause. Will I cheat you? This medicinal bath will only be good for you. Although you will suffer a little, the benefits it brings will definitely make you addicted. "
"Boss, you can't cheat me. Since you said so, I will have a try!"
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