I'm a proper student; I only take nine kinds of potions every day.

"Because for extraordinary individuals, the health of the body is no longer determined by the material structure, but by the level of the soul."

David continued chewing and talking animatedly, seemingly very knowledgeable about the subject.

"And the area in the human body that carries the most spirituality is the blood."

"Therefore, the Healing Church has developed various kinds of extraordinary blood, and will inject different blood into the target according to the target's injury condition."

"This is the blood healing technique that has saved the lives of countless extraordinary individuals."

The more Evan listened, the more panicked he became.

"The Healing Church... Blood Healing... These two names combined... Damn! At least this place isn't called Yharnam."

Then, under the watchful eyes of the group, the nurse administered a large bottle of blood to each of the three individuals.

With the infusion of bright red blood, the pale faces of Richard and the other two gradually regained their rosy color, and their tightly closed eyes slowly opened after about ten minutes.

The other two witchers seemed to have been bled for too long; their eyes were still somewhat dazed when they opened them.

Richard quickly regained his senses, opened his eyes, and sat up abruptly, looking around, only to be immediately pushed back down by the nurses on either side.

"The family members should come over immediately to explain the situation."

Hill and the other three quickly surrounded them.

"Richard, don't be nervous! Those bastards have all been killed by Ivan, and you're safe now."

Richard's square face still showed some tension: "How can you prove that you are not illusions created by those ghouls to deceive me?"

Ivan squeezed his face in, revealing a smile that was both sunny and somewhat sinister.

"Does the image of me look as handsome as I do in real life?"

Haha...cough cough!

Seeing Ivan's strange appearance, Richard instantly calmed down. He was about to burst into laughter when he started coughing.

Then his whole body suddenly relaxed, and he let out a long sigh of relief.

"That's good...that's good..."

Seeing how quickly Richard recovered after the blood transfusion, Evan relaxed a little.

The next few hours were quite busy.

Since Richard and the others were considered witnesses, Vic and his men questioned the three of them in turn.

At the same time, the four parties involved, including Ivan, were questioned and their statements were taken.

It was already 6 p.m. when everything was finished.

Although the Healing Church's blood healing technique was excellent, the three of them had lost too much blood, so based on Vic's suggestion, they were allowed to stay there for a couple more days.

After confirming that all treatment and recovery costs for the next few days would be covered by the doctors, one person stayed behind to take care of the patient while the others left with peace of mind.

Erlong is in charge of taking care of me tonight.

He already had trouble sleeping, and he didn't suffer much damage during the operation.

As Evan walked out of the side door of Clock Tower Hospital, he stretched and his stomach began to rumble.

David immediately said, “Let’s go! Arkham did the most work today! We can’t let a hero go hungry.”

"Let's go! It's my treat today! Let's have a good meal!"

Ivan's eyes lit up instantly: "David! You're such a good person!"

David laughed and said, "You're welcome."

Hill, suppressing a laugh, patted David on the shoulder and said earnestly.

"Good luck."

An hour later, the three emerged from an inexpensive restaurant.

At this moment, David's entire face was contorted in a grimace as he stared at his empty wallet, falling into a long silence.

He had seen Ivan's appetite that afternoon and thought that the amount of food he had eaten was already his limit.

However, he never expected that the food was only one-third of Ivan's amount.

That meal just now cost Ivan $5 by himself alone.

He and Hill together only spent $1.2!

Chapter 171: Abundant Loot, the Evolution of the Fog Brain Plague!

Standing on the street, Evan patted his stomach contentedly, then grinned and put his arm around David's neck.

After being embraced, David hurriedly whispered, "Gently...gently."

Evan then remembered that the guy's skin had become abnormally sensitive because of the drug trials.

He paused for a moment, then remembered that Hill had barely eaten anything during the meal.

He could tell that Hill had taken the shark potion and now had no sense of smell, so food tasted like nothing at all.

David sighed: "You little rascal, you didn't expect to play dumb with me and come here to freeload, did you?"

Ivan grinned: "What's a little money? Didn't the judge already say so?"

"We performed heroically this time, and we'll receive medals and bonuses in a couple of days! I guarantee we'll make a fortune."

David's eyes suddenly lit up: "That's right! We've now gotten involved with the authorities thanks to Arkham!"

Hill nodded, his eyes filled with joy and pride as he looked at Evan.

"After all, Arkham is now a specially invited expert, and he's not on the same level as us ordinary folks."

Hearing Hill's sarcastic joke, Evan waved his hand dismissively.

"From today onwards, you two are my assistants! If you work for me, I guarantee you'll live the high life!"

"Hahaha!"

Afterwards, the three of them walked and chatted for a while in the cold evening wind of December.

Finally, they each boarded the tram and returned home.

At 7:30 p.m., Evan finally returned to his lair.

After quickly setting up a spiritual shield, he immediately began to take stock of today's spoils.

Although today is an inauspicious day, fortunately, his lineage can enhance the success rate of spellcasting through the blessing of bodily fluids.

He hurriedly took out the rather ordinary-looking black cloak from his bosom.

Although the cloak looked ordinary, it felt icy cold to the touch.

The material is somewhat similar to suede, with a leather-like texture and fine fuzz.

If you look closely, you can also vaguely see something wriggling inside.

This kind of wriggling would be terrifying for ordinary people, but it doesn't bother Evan at all now.

He then drew a magic circle to prepare offerings, and then chanted in a low voice.

"Mercurius, speak truth."

"Unveil the hidden state."

As the incantation was recited, the soul emerged from the magic circle, but seemed to sense that something was amiss, so it tried to return to its original position.

Just then, Ivan manipulated the slime, trapping it in the middle like a large net and pulling it out.

The soul was then enveloped in a web of slime and began its work with trepidation.

"It's called the Shadow Devouring Cloak! Once you put it on, you will become invisible and cannot be seen by anyone with a spiritual vision level below 22."

"As a price, the user needs to feed it a piece of their own flesh every Sunday. After it has consumed a certain amount, it can gain special growth."

"Otherwise it will devour everything you have in an instant."

Upon hearing this price, Ivan's eyes lit up.

"A piece of flesh and blood? That's too easy."

"It just so happens to be Sunday, so let's give it a try!"

Thinking of this, his left hand turned bronze and was about to grab his buttocks and tear off a piece of flesh when Evan's eyes suddenly lit up.

"I can't feed it flesh and blood directly. What if this guy gets dissolved by my poisonous blood!?"

"emm..."

"Wait! Flesh and blood?"

Thinking of this, Evan had a flash of inspiration. He immediately knelt under the bed and took out a piece of copper rust that he had torn off over the past few days.

The copper rust area of ​​a fully upgraded copper plague is quite large.

Each time it's like a piece of her buttocks; if this continues, there won't be enough room to hide under the bed.

He took out the copper-rusted buttocks, blew off the dust, and handed it to the cloak.

The cloak seemed to come alive after sensing the copper rust.

The entire cloak took on a shape resembling a large mouth, wriggling over and enveloping the piece of copper rust within.

Under Ivan's gaze, a series of extremely grating chewing sounds rang in his ears.

It didn't sound like the normal sound of biting into cartilage; it sounded more like the screeching sound of a hydraulic press cutting metal.

The entire shadow cloak trembled as it was chewed.

It seems that this thing is so hard that it requires all one's strength.

It's also like the excitement caused by eating some delicious food.

The process of being devoured lasted about five minutes, after which the cloak instantly straightened.

When fully unfolded, the cloak transformed into a piece of suede approximately 1.8 meters long and 1.5 meters wide.

Then it fell straight down.

Evan couldn't hold back any longer: "Good heavens, why did this kid suddenly stand at attention?!"