CHAPTER 344: CHAPTER 184: SOUL INVASION (10,000 WORDS)

All healing requires Old John to personally take action.

Although Old John seems busy, Lynn saw the sense of fulfillment in his busy demeanor.

Lynn didn’t call Old John, but instead walked to the herb grinding area, using the stone grinder in his hand to help crush the herbs.

[Medical Experience +1]

[Medical Experience +1]

[Medical Experience +1]

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Bit by bit, the experience was increasing.

At this moment.

Old John’s somewhat urging voice rang out: "Shepherd’s purse powder!"

"I need shepherd’s purse powder to stop the bleeding for the patient!"

Lynn’s hand moved, and he handed the freshly ground shepherd’s purse powder to Old John.

Old John didn’t even take a glance; he simply gave it a gentle sniff at his nose before pouring the shepherd’s purse powder from the stone grinder onto the soldier’s bleeding wound.

Shepherd’s purse, when ground into powder, sprinkled on the wound, can effectively absorb moisture from the blood, thickening it to achieve a hemostatic effect.

Time was swiftly passing by.

Until all the dozen or so soldiers were treated, Old John finally plopped down on a nearby wooden chair.

Thinking about how smoothly the treatment went this time, Old John looked behind him full of praise, "Very good, and in such a short time, you managed to remember the properties of herbs!"

"This is much stronger than I was back in the day... Master Lynn?"

When Old John saw the man behind him was Lynn, he immediately rose from the chair.

Only then did Old John understand.

Turns out, Lynn has been assisting him all along, grinding various herbs.

Lynn replied, saying, "Old John, I need to ask you something."

Hearing Lynn’s words, Old John hurriedly said, "Master, just go ahead and instruct."

Lynn directly conveyed Boer’s words once more.

After listening, Old John immediately furrowed his brows, "The shadowy woman coming out from the dark... entering another’s body... and taking over the body, losing consciousness..."

Old John pondered for a few seconds, then looked at Lynn, saying, "Master, I have never seen such abilities."

"However, this is somewhat similar to what I’ve seen recorded in some ancient texts — soul invasion!"

Lynn repeated Old John’s words, "Soul invasion?"

Old John nodded to explain, "Yes, Master."

"A witch can, through powerful spiritual power, separate the soul from the body and forcefully invade another’s body, crossing the limits of space!"

"Once the invasion is successful, the witch can control the person’s physical actions, speech, and thoughts."

"Some can even access the person’s memories..."

Lynn couldn’t help but frown.

Old John’s voice continued, "However, the more powerful the ability, the greater the limitations generally!"

"Whether it’s distance or the limitations of the casting medium, it might require the target’s hair, intimate clothing, or even a rune array drawn with magic ore..."

"Furthermore, repeated forceful casting will cause the caster to fall into extreme weakness, or even magic backlash..."

"Of course, these are just things I’ve read in ancient texts, specifically how... Master Lynn, I can’t say for sure."

Lynn spoke up, "Is there any way, any way to stop a witch’s soul invasion?"

Old John shook his head and said, "Sorry, Master Lynn, I don’t know either. If there were ancient texts, I could look them up, but here..."

Lynn responded, "I understand, you carry on then!"

After finishing speaking.

Lynn walked outside the hospital.

If the witch performs soul invasion, having limitations isn’t so bad, but if not...

Such an ability is indeed absurdly powerful!

Walking along the red brick road in the town.

The chefs and assistants in the cafeteria were already busy.

Apparently, they had received Kuisi’s notice and began preparing for tonight’s dinner party.

Lynn could clearly see the joyful expression on their faces.

Walking past several red brick houses, Lynn arrived at the handicraft area, at the door of the blacksmith workshop.

Perhaps because the iron smelting blast furnace had just been activated, the entire blacksmith workshop was enveloped in a comfortable warmth.

Completely driving away the cold air that had entered the blacksmith workshop.

Overseeing things, Ehrelo immediately saw Lynn and took big steps towards him.

Ehrelo immediately reported the progress of the blacksmith workshop: "Master, as per your requirements, four hundred sets of chest armor and helmets have been completed."

Before Lynn could speak, Ehrelo directly knelt on one knee on the ground.

His words were filled with determination, "Please punish me, Master!"

Lynn looked directly at Ehrelo, asking, "Punish for what?"

Ehrelo quickly explained, "Master, earlier I promised to complete the production of nine hundred sets of full standard plate armor by the end of December."

"But until the last day, I’ve only completed five hundred sets of full plate armor, along with four hundred sets of helmets and chest armor."

"I have disobeyed your orders, Master Lynn, and failed your trust."

Despite Flint’s arrival, which took away one blacksmith workshop for Flint.

But this is not an excuse for not completing the production task.

Not having achieved it means not having achieved it.

Lynn said solemnly, "You do know you’ve failed my trust."

Ehrelo’s heart became tense, "Master, subject to your disposal, Ehrelo has no complaints."

Ehrelo’s actions and words naturally fell into the eyes of all the apprentices.