Quick Transmigration: Pangu is Actually My Brother

Chapter 607 The World of High Martial Arts (6)

At the school gate, the three parted ways, each going their own way home to find their own mothers.

When Wangyou returned home, she thought for a long time and decided to start with the herbal medicine collection she had been reading, and write the complete set, since the herbal medicine collections available on the market were all incomplete.

However, writing it out by hand would be a considerable undertaking; the entire text, including illustrations, would require at least eight million words.

However, Wangyou wasn't in a hurry; she treated it as calligraphy practice.

Wangyou estimated that she was probably the only person in the world who knew the complete herbal medicine book, otherwise there would be so many resources that no one would pick them up.

Wangyou intended to write slowly, but in reality, the day after she returned home, people from the upper echelons of the government came to visit.

They didn't put pressure on me or do anything undignified. They just kindly asked if I could write a book, with no time limit, hoping that their soldiers could bring back more resources from their mission.

"What does your herbal collection look like? May I take a look?"

"Of course." The person quickly took the book out of the spatial key and handed it to Wangyou.

Wangyou took the book, sat down, and slowly flipped through it. She turned the pages very quickly, and finished reading it two hours later. "This is only the first half, and the content is incomplete. And are you serious about these scribbles? Who can recognize what they are?"

"Many people have read the books, but very few can memorize them completely. Moreover, no matter which library a book is from, a martial artist can only borrow it once in their lifetime, and then it can never be found again. These are compiled based on everyone's memories."

As for drawing, those skilled in it often lack memory, while those with excellent memory tend to have poor drawing skills.

"If you can't draw it, can't you describe it?" Wangyou was skeptical. While geniuses with photographic memories were rare, they weren't entirely nonexistent.

"It's not that there aren't any, but they are very few. Not everyone is willing to make selfless contributions, and they usually don't look at the basic things very carefully. Moreover, these things must be written or drawn by hand by the person who has seen them before they can be passed down."

"Uh," Wangyou was speechless. This was probably the original version, but later people copied it and it changed over time.

"Have you sent anyone to look for You Ran and Tina?"

"Someone has already gone to negotiate."

"In that case, I will write down the second half from memory, and the first half will be given to You Ran and Tina."

"Okay, thank you."

"You're welcome. Being born in the Great Xia Dynasty, this is only right."

Just as Wangyou had said, You Ran and Tina agreed without hesitation, and the three girls simply got together and made a silent agreement.

Wangyou has a good memory and good drawing skills. The herbal patterns she draws are very lifelike. You Ran and Tina are a little lacking. The herbal patterns are very clear in their minds, but the drawings are not quite the same.

Now Wangyou finally realized something was wrong. You Ran and Tina had been sketching since elementary school. Their drawing skills, while not comparable to the best, were definitely not a problem for them to draw flowers and plants. However, what they drew only barely resembled the original picture.

"Here's what we'll do: you two write the content and leave the areas where you need to draw blank. I'll fill in the blanks later."

“Okay.” You Ran and Tina nodded and began to write from memory, one on each side.

Eight million words, divided into two parts, means Wangyou has to be responsible for at least four million words, not to mention the illustrations.

But if this matter is done well, it can increase the nation's fortune, so none of the three complained.

After the start of the second year of high school, because the practical courses were covered by the state, they had no problem taking the theoretical exams in advance.

And so, after a whole summer vacation and the first semester of their junior year, the three of them finally finished revising the entire collection of herbal medicines.

When the complete version was handed over to the relevant personnel, they couldn't wait to take a look. They were stunned when they saw it. The herbs were drawn so vividly that they could no longer be identified as they had been before. They immediately decided to reward the three of them.

After thinking for a long time, Wangyou spoke first, "I don't want a reward. I just hope my dad can have a smoother time at work, and I hope my mom can have some opportunities to cooperate in the business world, um, without violating morality and the law."

"There are no other requirements, such as weapons, etc."

"No, I can find the materials and forge the weapons myself later."

"You also looked at weapon crafting techniques?"

"Yes."

"So how much have you watched?"

"I've watched them all, from level one to level nine."

"Isn't the highest level only level five?"

"That means no one saw the last floor."

"Miss Wangyou, what materials do you need? The country will provide them for you. Could you also memorize this weapon-refining technique?"

Looking at the expectant eyes of the visitors, Wangyou felt a little embarrassed to refuse. After all, these were the most lovable people fighting on the front lines.

"Okay, I'll let you know when I'm done writing it." Wangyou nodded and agreed.

"Thank you, I thank you on behalf of the country."

"You're welcome. But I wonder if I can still go to the battlefield afterward? I think scavenging for loot is a lot of fun."

"Okay, I'll come pick you up in person when the time is right."

"Then let's quickly ask my two best friends what they want!"

"Yes, Youran, Tina, what kind of reward would you like?"

The two exchanged a glance and ultimately decided to follow Wangyou. Their families loved them dearly, so there was nothing wrong with giving the benefits to their families.

From then on, the Ouyang family, the Huang family, and the Tina family all received the support of the state and developed more smoothly.

Wangyou and her two friends went back to school for two days, watched the chaotic life of the prince and Cinderella, and then continued to memorize the weapon-refining manual.

After Huang Youran and Tina returned home and clearly sensed the difference in their home, they both decided to write down the books they had memorized. This would benefit more people, reduce Wangyou's workload, and bring benefits to the family.

Wangyou was also happy to see this happen.

However, something strange happened: whenever they tried to tell the younger students to go to the library to read more books, their voices would be automatically muted, and they couldn't say it no matter what.

Wangyou looked up at the gray sky. What's going on here?!

Time passed and we arrived at our senior year of high school. In the past six months, Wangyou not only memorized the weapon-refining classics, but also memorized a copy of the alchemy classics. After submitting it to his superiors, they ordered someone to copy it overnight.

"I'm going to awaken my martial arts power tomorrow, what should I do? I'm so nervous." Huang Youran couldn't sleep, so she dragged Wangyou and Tina to the playground for a walk.

"What's there to be nervous about? The right thing to do is to conserve your energy." Wangyou glanced at the two of them speechlessly.

"How can we not be nervous? This is a watershed moment in our lives!" the two said in unison.

"Why don't you try taking deep breaths?" Wangyou suggested unreliably.