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

Vic walked over and reached out to touch Golden's head.

"what!"

Gold immediately activated its round-headed, ancient form, opened its mouth, and raised its incredibly sharp claws.

It's clear that gold is already showing the influence of its predecessors.

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Evan patted the golden head: "Sorry, this is how round-headed old men are."

"Round head... hair? Never mind!" Vic had already gotten used to Ivan's ramblings and continued talking about familiars.

"For example, you used this cat to catch those mice this time."

"If you can catch that many mice by yourself in a day, people might become suspicious of you."

"But if you rely on a well-trained cat, you won't arouse suspicion."

"In addition, familiars can also be responsible for some simple message delivery. The most classic example is an owl or a crow carrying a letter."

Evan suddenly realized and exclaimed, "Oh! Can familiars have their masters forcibly changed? If I'm caught cursing my familiar, will I also be in trouble?"

Vic nodded: "If you don't take any precautions, you will indeed be arrested, but you won't be in trouble."

"As for your question about forcibly changing the owner, that's generally not the case."

“These small animals can generally only contain the spirit of one person. Trying to remove the spirit of the previous owner is no different from killing the animal.”

At this point, Vic casually waved his hand, and a jet-black raven appeared on his wrist.

This crow was quite large; it was at least half a meter long just standing there.

Its jet-black feathers resembled steel, while its eyes were a silvery-gray, similar to its owner's.

Especially the shadows cast by crows on the ground, which seemed to move slightly in the dim office like living creatures.

The moment the crow appeared, Ivan felt a faint sense of oppression.

"Ha~"

Gold immediately took off his airplane ears and instinctively hid inside Evan's clothes.

Vic's tone carried a hint of smugness: "This is my familiar, Dark."

“It has been cultivated since my apprenticeship, and now it is almost in tune with my soul.”

"You should know the Night Owl's weakness, which is somewhat similar to that of the Bloodthirsty Species."

"Thirsty Blood will burn directly when exposed to sunlight, while Night Owl will fall into an uncontrollable slumber when exposed to sunlight."

"At the same time, the Night Owl needs darkness and shadows as a medium to unleash its extraordinary powers."

"So during the day, I am a rather vulnerable person."

Evan nodded: "So you use familiars to compensate for your weakness during the day?"

Vic nodded: "Yes, familiars can move freely during the day because they don't have those class weaknesses."

"Although the abilities that can be inherited are very limited, they can still help me with the most basic vigilance and the transmission of orders during the day."

After saying that, Vic casually waved his hand, and the crow disappeared.

He looked at Evan with a serious expression: "Familiars can grow together with their masters."

"Those who have inherited spirituality are able to break through the lifespan limit of their species."

"Therefore, the earlier you acquire your own familiar, the higher the potential of your familiar will be."

"Arkham! You must treat your familiar well! It will be your lifelong companion!"

Evan nodded and said, "Understood! Thank you."

"Oh, right, I want to see that child one last time."

Vic nodded: "We're waiting for your final confirmation here."

"Then he will be sent to the Church of Eternal Rest in the Church of Healing."

Then, led by Vic, Evan and Vic opened a hidden door in the wall, revealing a winding stone staircase leading downwards.

The moment the door was opened, a strong, otherworldly aura and a damp atmosphere rushed out, and a strange howl could be faintly heard.

Vic explained, "This is our team's temporary detention center. All sorts of supernatural prisoners and monsters will be temporarily held here."

"Subsequently, depending on the outcome, they were transferred to different areas."

As Vic spoke, he led Evan downhill.

You can see that the space below is quite large, at least two hundred square meters.

Apart from a relatively spacious foyer at the front, the rest of the area consists of small cubicles partitioned off with some kind of special material.

Water droplets seeped from the cracks in the stone walls, and a few dim lights overhead cast a gloomy glow over the entire space.

The underground area has two levels. The first level is used to temporarily manage various superhumans.

The one guarding this spot is the demonic police officer who holds flowing flames in his hand.

Vic nodded and led Ivan to the second floor.

The second floor is slightly larger, and the surrounding walls are also more solid and thick.

Even within different cubicles, there are completely different environments.

Ivan's keen ears could hear the constant sound of flowing water, the roaring fire, and the gusts of wind and sand.

"This place mainly holds various out-of-control superhumans and various monsters."

"Because these guys generally have enormous destructive power, we will target them by exploiting their weaknesses."

The person on duty here now is Allen, the tree spirit that Ivan saw doing upside down in the office last time.

The tree spirit, who was reading a book, hurriedly put it down and came over: "Captain, are we going to conduct an interrogation?"

Vic shook his head: "Take Arkham to see that kid from today."

He turned to Evan and said, "Allen, our team's interrogation and guard expert."

Ivan smiled and extended his hand, while Allen said, "I've heard of Mr. Arkham's reputation!"

Then he sighed, "What a poor child!"

Vic walked forward and came to the door of a room numbered 1-14.

Standing before the heavy iron gate covered in runes, Vic and the treant Allen each took out a skeletal key, and only after combining the two could they open the gate.

The room wasn't large, with a table in the middle, where the modified child was quietly lying.

Vic's voice was full of praise: "I didn't know you had this skill. I can feel a power in his body that is suppressing his animalistic instincts."

Evan nodded and said, "It's a magical artifact I got when I killed those ghouls last time."

As he spoke, he raised his hand and removed the foggy encephalitis from the child's body.

Then, the bewildered eyes gradually returned to normal, and looking at the cold and cruel surroundings, the person murmured to themselves, "Where is this?"

"Where's my grandma! Grandma, where are you!?"

A pitiful, childish voice rang out repeatedly, and the rat's body began to struggle rapidly.

Ivan bent down and tried to comfort the child.

But when the child saw Evan's face, his eyes instantly turned bloodshot, and then the rat's body swelled up even more.

"It's you! You damned robber! You hurt my grandmother!"

"I'm going to feed you to the rats!!"

Just then, Vic casually waved his hand.

Then, a great deal of darkness enveloped the child's head.

Soon, the child, who was on the verge of losing control, fell into a coma once again.

Ivan was silent for a few seconds, then turned to look at Vic: "The killer seems to be a potion. When I was fighting it, I vaguely heard the name of the Institute of Excellence."

What kind of place is this?

After listening, Vic coldly replied, "This is a rather insane and extreme scientific organization, primarily based in the Dream Realm."

"It originated from the Green Flame Brotherhood, which worships the blue flame of excellence, and has been conducting rather insane and twisted experiments for many years."

"Secretly, he has a special cooperative relationship with Professor Byron of your school."

"In addition, this organization has a very hostile relationship with the University of Michigan, and the two sides have clashed many times."

Ivan nodded upon hearing this, clenched his fist, and said, "Understood. Give this child a quick and painless release."

The two then returned to their office.

After giving a general report on today's operation plan, Evan ate a cheap dinner at the special operations team's canteen for only sixty cents, but it cost a whopping $1.8.

Although the potion in his stomach hadn't been digested yet, it didn't affect Ivan's appetite at all.

I took the tram all the way home, turned on the kerosene lamp, and let its dim light illuminate the house.

He then quickly set up a spiritual shield and checked the status panel.

【warn! 】

[Special Trait: Starburst's Devour reaches 31%, about to unlock the first stage effect.]

[Once you unlock the first stage, you can use your stomach and intestines as a container, creating a small storage space within it.]

[Warning: This effect is a cumulative extraordinary property, not a drug, and its side effects cannot be reversed.]

[Upon activation, you will gain the following weaknesses:]

[1. Primary Gut Activation: Your gut has an innate ability to engulf, consuming 500ml of the user's blood every Tuesday.]

[2. Basic Mental Confusion: Your mental strength has decreased by 1 point.]

Upon seeing this, Ivan's eyes suddenly lit up.