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

"Awesome! Absolutely awesome!"

"In that case, wouldn't I become a plague ball with anti-armor? You can crush me and spray some of it all over you."

"Push me, and I'll spit you out!"

“If I inject it, I can use the fog brain plague to disrupt the attacker’s thinking, even infect their soul, and then inject the virus.”

"Hahaha! That bastard Klaus! Wait until next time..."

"I'll show you what it means to be haunted by nightmares!!!"

Ivan then clicked to activate.

At the moment of activation, he discovered that three points of his physique had been deducted.

My physical fitness, which I had finally managed to improve over the past few days, has dropped from 10.682 to 7.682.

The remaining 40% of self-awareness has now been completely wiped out.

As his attributes were deducted, Evan immediately felt himself back in that mist.

It's just different from the feeling of my brain being constantly blocked last time.

He felt as if he had become the very essence of the mist.

He could freely roam through the mist and manipulate its shape.

Stretch and deform at will.

He can even compress this fog to form a sphere that is as solid as a physical object.

At the same time, he can calmly allocate the types and concentrations of viruses within this fog.

Just as Yiwenhua was wandering in that mist, he once again sensed two enormous beings outside the mist.

This time he could vaguely make out what it was.

To the left was a huge, completely indistinct shadow; he could only vaguely make out two enormous horns, and all around him were countless eerie winds and skeletons.

On the right, however, was a chaotic mass that defied description.

Countless twisted things churned within, their numbers indistinguishable, like a large pot of boiling soup.

The two did not seem to have a good relationship; they kept a considerable distance between themselves and looked at each other.

He was caught between these two behemoths, as insignificant as a speck of dust.

"Holy crap! Oh no! My spirituality... huh!?"

Just as Iven instinctively felt things were going wrong again, he discovered that his spiritual vision had not improved and his spirituality had not been damaged.

Only then did he realize that he was now hidden in the fog.

Looking outwards was as if through a veil; he could barely see clearly, but it did not have any impact on his spirit.

Call ~

He opened his eyes without realizing it and found himself back in the old apartment.

Looking down, I found that my body had not changed at all.

However, he could clearly feel a mass of seawater-like substance appearing in his mind.

This stuff is as viscous as oil, constantly swirling and thumping in my brain, as if my brain is filled with water.

But this feeling was neither uncomfortable nor annoying.

Instead, it feels like the entire brain is enveloped, protected, and lubricated.

"Cool!"

"It took about two weeks to activate the complete fog encephalitis, and the side effects were truly frightening."

"A total of six points of physical fitness and 70% of self-awareness were deducted."

"This would be unbearable for any normal person."

"No wonder the second side effect is called advanced collapse."

"Any normal apprentice-level superhuman would probably collapse into a pus-filled mess after having six points of physique deducted."

After activating his extraordinary abilities, Ivan felt his muscles shrink even more.

"On the bright side, less strength means less food to eat."

Thinking of this, Ivan grinned: "Today is another day of making a killing."

He then quickly changed his clothes and went out to eat, because it was Monday and he had to go to school.

He wasn't in a hurry to look into the ghoul wizard's memories, after all, he might see something unexpected.

What if it's another week of three ghosts knocking on the door?

Let's refine two bottles of fast-acting potion tonight and make sure we're fully prepared before we talk about it.

Ivan then went to the Bee Restaurant.

The place is still overcrowded, with all sorts of workers crammed together, eating voraciously.

The sounds of various conversations, the clinking of forks against plates, and chewing mingled together.

Instead of finding these sounds noisy, Evan felt a sense of comfort upon hearing them.

Because this is the environment and rhythm he is most familiar with every day, so familiar that it allows him to instinctively relax his vigilance and be wary of the unknown.

Despite consuming three times the energy of the Black Sun Wings, Evan felt that a mere dollar's worth of food in the morning was barely enough due to his weakened constitution.

While eating, he listened to the discussion around him.

After finishing his meal, dockworker Uncle Prey rolled a cigarette and talked as he smoked.

"Have you read the newspaper? Yesterday, a group of thugs attacked the Bolton City Public Library."

The mechanic sitting next to him, Pick, yelled, "What a bunch of lunatics! What's the point of attacking the library?"

"If they went to rob those capitalists' banks, I'd be willing to call them Robin Hood."

"Libraries are an important channel for many people to learn knowledge."

"These guys are fucking inhuman!"

After Pique finished speaking, Uncle Pre turned to him and asked, "Hey! Aubrey, what are you thinking about?"

"Why do you seem so dull-witted lately?"

Aubry, who was sitting to the side, came to his senses and scratched his head: "It's nothing, I just feel like my memory isn't very good lately."

Pique sighed, "Uncle Aubrey, I advise you to eat less of those church copper pills."

"I've heard many people say that their memory gets worse after eating this stuff."

Aubry sighed, "There's nothing I can do about it! Now that I'm getting older, my back and shoulders hurt terribly every day."

"Regular painkillers are no longer working; only this can keep me going every day."

Ivan swallowed a piece of steak, then turned to ask, "Uncle Aubrey, did those nuns come looking for you after you ate the copper pill?"

Aubry shook his head: "No, those nuns are very nice. As long as you don't take the medicine to resell, they won't cause you any trouble."

Evan said "Oh," and asked, "Are there many people eating this on Guding Street?"

Aubry asked curiously, "Arkham, why are you suddenly interested in these things?"

Evan grinned: "I've started my internship at the medical school now, and I've been helping out at the hospital for the past two weeks."

“There are some similar patients in the hospital, so I thought we were all neighbors in the same community, so I thought I'd help with the statistics.”

Upon hearing this, the surrounding workers immediately cheered and whistled.

"God Father above! Is a respectable doctor about to emerge from our Guding Street?"

"Hahaha! Arkham, congratulations!"

"Hey! Can't you see my son? There's still hope in his studies! No going out tonight, you'd better study!"

The last boy let out a pitiful cry: "Dad~~"

Amid the commotion, Evan chatted with the others for a while and learned that there were about forty or fifty people steadily consuming copper pills throughout Guding Street.

The normal dosage is two pills per day.

The longest period of time that has been spent eating these foods is now ten days, and the shortest is about two days.

Aubry has been eating here for seven days.

My body doesn't hurt anymore, but my memory isn't very good.

Chapter 173: Byron's Temptation, a Shortcut to Mastery

After listening to everyone's stories, Evan gave them his instructions.

"If it doesn't hurt, you don't need to take it yet. Take it when it hurts."

Aubry paused, then said, "But what about those nuns..."

Evan interrupted, "Do those nuns who never even finished primary school know as much as the medical students at the University of the Wise?"

“I have seen many similar symptoms. This medicine does not need to be taken continuously. A course of treatment is seven days. Take it again when the pain gets worse.”

Aubry immediately said, "Thank you so much, Arkham!"

Then, with a hint of pride on his face, he said, "I never imagined that I, old Aubry, would one day be neighbors with a doctor."

The others burst into laughter upon hearing this.

After all, a doctor once came from Haien Street, and many neighbors benefited from that, finding it much easier to see a doctor.

Looking at everyone's smiles, Ivan sighed inwardly.

Others might not know, but Evan, being a seasoned gourmand, had long since figured out the effects of the Copper Elixir.

This drug's pain-reducing effect is permanent, and its damage to memory is also permanent.

If you only want regular pain relief, there's no need to keep taking it until the end.

Once the pain is reduced to a relatively tolerable level, you can stop eating.