Golden Dragon: Six Thousand Years of Empire-Chapter 134 - 115: My Hometown Needs Me

"Even if all the glory belongs to me, and you gain nothing, you don’t care?"

Noah lowered his head, getting closer to this Immortal Medicine Elf; a wave of heat mixed with a unique incense scent blew Heluo’s chestnut hair.

The pursuit of fame and fortune is an innate instinct for the vast majority of living beings, as it maximizes spiritual pleasure and satisfies material needs. Even the Longevity Species are no exception.

Much of the behavior logic of the Metallic Dragon Race is based on the words fame and fortune. It’s not just the beings of the secular world; even the so-called eternal Divine fear the most that their divine names will no longer be praised by the world.

Beings who don’t care for fame are truly rare. It’s worth knowing that many Heroic Sages are driven to perform those soul-stirring acts by the motivation of posthumous fame.

"Of course I care. But without your renown, the research results of my grandfather and me are destined for oblivion. Our painstaking efforts can only be used by mere mortals, without the care of any Nobles or the Transcendents."

"Most don’t care, but there are still some who do care."

Noah pointed a dragon claw at Rafael, then at himself,

"Like us."

"But you are dragons, aren’t you? These are useless bits of knowledge for you."

Heluo whispered, even though she was human, she did not have high expectations for humans. Born abandoned and raised at the bottom, she had seen too much ugliness, although there were also many small beauties.

"In fact, the spread of my Noah’s Book is because of the support of my adoptive parents, who are genuine humans."

Noah defended humans for a moment, but he knew that his adoptive parents only agreed to propagate Noah’s Book because of him, because he wanted it allowed.

"Please forgive my ignorance. I am of low status and only know that you are called the Holy Dragon, not your adoptive parents. I have never heard their names."

"It’s pointless to argue about this. You think others don’t care, but you do care."

Noah no longer wasted time and directly stated his intention,

"I am very interested in your research results and am willing to fund you to continue. I can provide you with enough funds and support in materials.

Furthermore, from now on, all your results can bear your own name. So, are you willing to follow me?"

The Golden Dragon was particularly confident because he couldn’t think of any reason why this human pharmacist would refuse. Whether fame or fortune or even broader prospects, he could provide it all. Who could resist?

"I have to admit, the conditions you offer are very tempting, and I am indeed moved, but please allow my audacity, I want to refuse."

Heluo was silent for a while before slowly answering.

"Why?"

The Golden Dragon couldn’t understand, and Silver Dragon Raphael was also a bit surprised. He couldn’t comprehend why this weakly powered pharmacist would refuse the Golden Dragon.

She could obtain everything she needed here with the Golden Dragon. Refusing him, what else could she gain? Who else would appreciate a human pharmacist already thirty years old, normally using ordinary herbal medicine to treat commoners?

"I am not needed here, but I am needed in the town of my birth."

That was the reason Heluo gave.

"So, you want to return to your hometown?"

Noah slowly nodded.

"The people there need me. I am the only pharmacist in Carmel Town; without me, many elderly people won’t survive this winter. The climate there is very cold."

To verify the truth of her words, Helo took from her waist a somewhat shabby satchel, pulling out a crumpled little booklet, and handed it to the Golden Dragon. fɾēewebnσveℓ.com

Noah took it, flipped it open, and after scanning it quickly, looked up at Heluo with a surge of emotion rising,

[Martha, 57 years old, blurred vision, unable to see things clearly, use Golden Marigold and Blue Bell Grass to prepare the Eye-Clearing Dew, once daily]

[Smith, 46 years old, joint inflammation, worst in damp and cold environments, use Pine Oil, ginger, tiger bone to prepare Active Oil, twice a day, to relieve pain and inflammation]

[Helen, 83 years old, amnesia, use echinacea and Starlight Blossom to make Memory Flower Tea, help improve her memory and keep her mentally clear, three days a time]

[George, 68 years old, blood dryness...]

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This booklet roughly recorded close to a hundred commoners’ ages, ailments, and the medications they needed, along with their preparation methods. Many of them are aged elders, a small part are children and adults.

It could be called a collection of cases for a hundred people, what astonished Noah was not only the detailed records but those elderly patients.

Even though the magic environment in his world was very abundant, it was not friendly to those commoners who couldn’t wield Extraordinary Power.

Because there were too many monsters bred in the wild; sometimes, not just monsters, but the overly concentrated magic power would also generate special flowers and grasses, which might sometimes cause irrevocable severe consequences on commoners’ bodies.

Thus, commoners living beyond 80 were truly rare, but on this little booklet, those from 60 to 80 were the majority, even some reaching a century-old.

No wonder this pharmacist named Heluo, supplementing her and her grandfather’s painstaking efforts into Noah’s Book, caught Silver Dragon Raphael’s attention.