"I think it's still decent. After all, apart from the appearance, the efficacy isn't bad."
Ning Fan comforted himself, standing up and leaving the Quiet Room.
The herbs he purchased earlier were already used up, and the latest batch was on its way, but the quantity was much less than the first time.
Not knowing the first time, he bought a lot randomly. With experience, Ning Fan naturally could make adjustments in time.
Ning Fan had a premonition that herbs meeting his standards would become increasingly scarce.
"This is a troublesome matter."
Thinking of this, Ning Fan slightly frowned.
Even with today's technology, there are still places humanity hasn't fully understood.
Ning Fan believed that in those people-free cliffs or deep in the mountains and forests, there must be better quality herbs, but he couldn't stay in these places collecting herbs every day.
"Alchemy truly isn't something everyone can afford to pursue."
Ning Fan sighed.
