Chapter 50 (1/2)
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50 – Eunice
Yang Feng asked: “You are still a.n.a.lyzing Dragon Blood! Won’t a simultaneous a.n.a.lysis of two types of medicine influence the a.n.a.lysis rate?”
Nr.3796 said: <Not at all! I’ve made another super processing chip. The simultaneous a.n.a.lysis of two types of medicine won’t affect the a.n.a.lysis rate. The other super processing chip was installed with a self-destructing device, as long a it leaves my control for even a second, then I have the confidence in destroying it.>
“Now lets promote my soul apt.i.tude!”<sup>1</sup>
Yang Feng took out a bottle of Blue Mirage and unplugged the cork, then gulped it down.
When Blue Mirage entered Yang Feng’s mouth it begun to squirm, giving one the impression of swallowing a huge bug.
The groans of a beautiful woman sounded from Yang Feng.
“It hurts so much!!”
Waves of pain spread within Yang Feng’s body, so much that he felt like his head was bursting, he tumbled to the ground, struggled in pain for a while and then finally pa.s.sed out from it.
<A mysterious life force initiated the strengthening of Host’s physical const.i.tution!>
<The probability of the pain threatening the Host’s life is at 9%, not severing Host’s sense of pain. Proceeding with the strengthening!>
Strings of information flashed on Yang Feng’s eyegla.s.ses.
Without knowing how long after, Yang Feng finally woke up.
“What is this stench?!” Yang Feng woke up and then inquired about the stench coming from his body. He gave it a careful look and saw that every inch of his body was effusing a black oily and smelly refuse.
From the side came s.h.i.+ Xue’s sweet voice: “Ge-ge, the bathing water is ready!”
“Alright!” Yang Feng immediately stood up and entered the bathroom in large strides.
After his body was cleaned from that layer of black oily and smelly refuse, Yang Feng then entered the bathtub filled with hot water, he soaked in the comfortable hot water and then immediately ordered: “Scan my body!”
<Yang Feng, basic properties, strength 1.1, agility 1.2, physique 1, spirit 1.>
<Blood-meridians: earth’s waste.>
<Soul apt.i.tude: inferior level-1.>
<General evaluation, cla.s.sified as a level-1 life form. Evolution potential, small!>
Yang Feng’s eyes flashed with a whiff of excitement and he sincerely praised: “It’s an elixir worthy of the price of 5,000 Magic Stones! The effect is so great!”
Yang Feng practiced Magic Note’s t.i.tan for 10 days and except for his spirit force, all of his properties rose by 0.1. However, during those 10 days of practice, he also drank a lot of Repairing Water in order to be able to practice cultivation at such a fast rate. Furthermore, the further one advances in one’s practice of cultivation then the more difficult it would be to continue increasing one’s properties – that bottle of Blue Mirage allowed his physical const.i.tution to promote by a wide margin, it was simply unreasonable.
If this Blue Mirage appeared on earth, then casually selling a bottle would garner a sky high price.