Chapter 522 - 180: My Dream Is World Peace and No Orphans Anywhere

"Teacher Xu."

Dean Su personally brought the warm tea brewed by Dajuan to Xu Xingguang, saying, "This tea is produced on the tea mountain of our botanical garden, picked after the first spring rain. It may not be very valuable, but the taste is quite nice."

Xu Xingguang received the teacup with both hands and took a small sip in front of Dean Su.

In the crisp coolness of late autumn, a sip of warm tea warmed her whole body. This tea had a clear fragrance, different from those famous specialty teas in the market.

Xu Xingguang took another sip.

Putting down the teacup, she said, "This tea is nice. My elders at home really like it. If Dean Su is willing to part with some, I’d like to take a few ounces with me to give to my family elders when I leave later."

"It’s not something expensive, just take it with you directly," Dean Su wasn’t curious about who Xu Xingguang referred to as ’family elders,’ as he intended to build a friendship with Xu Xingguang.

"Teacher Xu, you mentioned earlier that you have something to give me, what is it?" Dean Su spent his life dealing with plants, not understanding the ways of politicians, and he spoke straightforwardly.

Whatever he thought, he’d say it.

Xu Xingguang was used to dealing with different people in different ways. She took out the Medicinal Farmer Star’s Sketchbook from her canvas bag.

Caressing the cover of the sketchbook, Xu Xingguang said, "This sketchbook contains information on over twenty thousand rare medicinal herbs. It’s a compendium co-written by my grandfather and me."

She didn’t reveal it was independently completed by her, as appearing just over twenty years old didn’t lend credibility to her claim.

Upon hearing this, Dean Su’s eyes lit up, and he hesitantly said, "I heard from rumors that Teacher Xu’s grandfather and Doctor Ying’s mentor from the Traditional Chinese Medicine Hall are the same person."

This information was actually intentionally released by Ying Ziyao.

He used his fame to pave the way for Xu Xingguang.

Dean Su asked Xu Xingguang, "Is it true?"

"Yes, it’s true. Doctor Ying Ziyao is my grandfather’s adopted son and disciple. By hierarchy, I should call him uncle." Xu Xingguang admitted generously.

Learning that the rumor was indeed true, Dean Su couldn’t help but marvel, "Your grandfather really is an incredible person. It’s one thing to have an outstanding disciple, but even the granddaughter is so exceptional."

Dean Su felt somewhat abashed, "Compared to that old gentleman, we old folks are truly useless."

"Dean Su, there’s no need to belittle oneself. In my heart, you are also an extraordinary researcher." Xu Xingguang weighed the sketchbook in her hand and mused, "Just as Dean Su mentioned, this trip to the Divine Martial Realm is perilous; whether I can return alive is uncertain."

"Before leaving, I want to entrust some items I have here to your institution. Your institution is full of passionate and focused researchers, only you can appreciate the value of this sketchbook."

After speaking, Xu Xingguang handed the sketchbook to Dean Su, "Dean Su, please preserve it well and make its existence more valuable."

Dean Su’s pupils lightly trembled.

He was shaken by Xu Xingguang’s generosity and righteous spirit.

"This... such a precious item, you’re just giving it to us like that?" Dean Su felt unbelievable.

Xu Xingguang smiled gently and said, "Rarity adds value. The rarer the medicinal herb, the more expensive. If you successfully cultivate these herbs and widely promote them, the drug prices will naturally drop, and most patients will be able to afford the medication."

"Isn’t it the original intention of us Medicine Planters to ensure every patient has medicine available?"

Xu Xingguang’s lighthearted words deeply moved Dean Su.

Dean Su accepted the sketchbook with both hands, carefully cradling the heavy book, sighed, "A living Bodhisattva in the human world, Teacher Xu, on behalf of the patients of the world, I thank you for your donation!"

Dean Su stood up and solemnly bowed to Xu Xingguang.

This time, Xu Xingguang graciously accepted Dean Su’s bow.

Because she was deserving.

In the world of her third reincarnation, this Medicinal Farmer Star’s Sketchbook was a treasure coveted yet unattainable by countless Seed Pharmacists.

Many people shed blood and tears for this sketchbook.

In that world, the term "Medicine Farmer Star" represented authority.

Before her passing, Xu Xingguang had her disciples transcribe the contents of this sketchbook and donated them freely to medical institutions worldwide.

She always upheld one principle—

You should repay a world with as much as you’ve learned from it.

"In addition, I have some seeds of medicinal herbs here. If you cultivate them according to the methods in the sketchbook, the success rate will not be less than ninety percent."

After speaking, like a magician, Xu Xingguang produced hundreds of seed boxes out of nowhere.

Dean Su was stunned, staring blankly, at the boxes filling the room, looking at Xu Xingguang as if she were a deity. He said, "Are you Sun Wukong, capable of seventy-two transformations?"

Xu Xingguang was amused by him.

On that day, in front of Jin Yunhai and Zhang Zhiyi, she had conjured a long sword out of thin air; the matter of her able to produce items at will was mostly undisguisable. Since she couldn’t hide it, she might as well confess openly.

"To be honest, my grandfather is from the Divine Martial Realm, perhaps due to his genetic influence, I possess a slight special ability. Spatial manipulation is my mutation ability."

"Dean Su, do you think I’m a monster?"

After listening to Xu Xingguang’s explanation, learning that she also possessed the extraordinary ability of spatial manipulation, Dean Su merely felt amazed, not terrified. "Ah, genetic mutation, then it’s not surprising."

Dean Su quickly accepted this notion, and he stood up, opening each box one by one.

Smelling the medicinal fragrance of the seeds, he shook his head and sighed, "These are all good things!" He suddenly started crying, wiping tears as he sobbed, "Teacher Xu, thank you, you truly are giving Xia Country’s Traditional Chinese Medicine a great gift!"

Dean Su shook Xu Xingguang’s hand vigorously, saying, "I must go find the president to order a commemoration ribbon for you. Teacher Xu has a Bodhisattva heart!"

Xu Xingguang imagined that scene, and she couldn’t help but feel a little embarrassed.

"No need for a commemoration ribbon. Just cultivate these medicinal herbs well, among them are herbs with inhibitory effects on Star-Yun Worms. I have a feeling they might be the main components to remediating mutation-causing agents."

"Star-Yun Worms?" Dean Xu thought of something, quickly took out his smartphone, opened his WeChat chat with Xu Xingguang, and found the image she sent him not long ago.

The image depicted the Star-Yun Worm that Xu Xingguang had shown Dean Su previously.

Dean Su enlarged the image.

Ever since he discovered this creature wasn’t a medicinal herb but a mutated organism, every time he saw the image, it made his skin crawl.

Suppressing the nausea and discomfort, Dean Su asked her, "Are you saying that the mutation vaccine developed by Zhang Zhiyi and the others primarily uses this herb? And among the rare seeds you gave me, there are ones that can thwart the mutative effects of Star-Yun Worms?"

"Yes."

Dean Su suddenly felt the heavy responsibility on his shoulders.

He turned off the phone and assured Xu Xingguang, "Teacher Xu, rest assured, our institute will do everything possible to cultivate all the medicinal herbs! Old folks here wish Teacher Xu a successful trip and a safe return with good news!"

"With your kind words."

Having explained everything clearly, Xu Xingguang bade farewell.

Dean Su escorted her to the door, then went upstairs with Dajuan to handle those valuable medicinal seeds, planning to ask Mr. Jin to send someone to guard them.

Ye Mingluo asked Xu Xingguang, "Master, did you give them everything?"

"Yes."

Ye Mingluo raised his thumb to Xu Xingguang, "Worthy of being my master, such righteousness!"

Outside the botanical garden gate stood the renowned Xia Country University, where Jin Yunhai and Xiahou Shang graduated from. Xu Xingguang looked at the school gate and said, "I almost came here to study."

If Xu Xingguang didn’t mention this, Ye Mingluo would nearly forget she was still a university student. "Master will go to the Divine Martial Realm, and you might not get your university diploma."

Xu Xingguang replied, "It’s okay, when I return, I’ll continue my studies."

"Miss Xu." Cheng Yue had heard about Xu Xingguang giving up on Xia Country University, opting to study pre-school education at Yujiang Normal College, so she asked Xu Xingguang, "Why did you pass up the globally renowned Xia Country University to study at a normal college?"

Xu Xingguang’s eyes sparkled as she said, "I am someone with a compassionate heart, I can’t bear to see children suffer. My dream is world peace, and no orphans in the world."

Zhang Zhiyi’s actions against children completely touched Xu Xingguang’s reverse scale.

This phrase, spoken by anyone else, would only make Ye Mingluo and Cheng Yue find it laughable. Laughable for its naivety, laughable for neglecting worldly suffering, laughable for idealism.

But when Xu Xingguang spoke, they felt her ideal to be grand.

She will realize her dream.