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

Ivan's face was full of smugness. He touched his chin with his fingers and finally, imitating those important figures, shook his cane...

pat!

The washroom was too small, and the cane was a full ninety centimeters long.

As the sturdy holy artifact was swung, it punched a hole in the wall next to it.

"Holy crap! My wall!!"

……

After his attempt to show off failed, Ivan looked pained and quickly left home for the docks.

Despite the heavy snowfall, the dock remained bustling at this time of day, with the dim glow of kerosene lamps combined with the electric lights in the central area, making the place brightly lit.

The dockworkers walking back and forth were not dressed in many clothes, some pushing carts and others carrying bags, and each of them was radiating heat.

Wearing a shadow cloak, Ivan strode across the dock, completely out of the sight of the dockworkers around him.

He arrived at Bryce Transportation Company with practiced ease, where the lobby was bustling with foremen, supervisors, cashiers, and accountants...

Everyone was busy amidst the hustle and bustle.

Ivan walked past them with ease and grace, making no sound as he descended the muddy stairs to the second floor.

"found it!"

P.S.: Monthly passes are incredibly useful; they can even be used to repair walls!

Chapter 236: Soul Extraction! This toilet plunger is really useful! (Seeking monthly votes)

Standing in the crowd, Evan's demon hunter eyes quickly and precisely scanned the area, soon pinpointing Mike in the office.

In Mike's office, there was another person, a superhuman.

Judging from the demon hunter's perspective, this is a cultivator skilled in controlling human desires, and his rank is apprentice.

Ivan's keen ears allowed him to clearly hear the conversation between the two.

"Sir, old Parker has been drinking that potion for over a day now. Should I call him over to take a look?"

The middle-aged man standing opposite Mike casually shook his head: "No need, his medication has already taken effect. It's just a matter of whether he can withstand the blessing from the boss."

Mike hummed in agreement, then asked eagerly, "Sir, after this mission is over, can I become someone like you?"

The middle-aged man said calmly, "Do your job well, and when the time is right, you will be rewarded."

Upon hearing such empty promises, Mike showed no dissatisfaction; instead, he nodded excitedly.

Listening to their conversation, Ivan raised an eyebrow slightly: "Boss? This kind of title doesn't sound like something from a traditional supernatural organization."

Just then, the two finished their conversation, and a middle-aged man dressed in ordinary work clothes came out.

With gray hair, a height of about 1.75 meters, a bright red nose, dry and flaky skin, and a full beard, he looked like a very ordinary dockworker.

As he passed a rather attractive young female recorder, he grinned, revealing a mouthful of large yellow teeth, and then pointed at her with his finger.

A fleeting touch of pink power flashed by.

The girl, who had just been busy, froze for a moment, and then her eyes, which had been full of tension and busyness, were filled with love for this ordinary-looking middle-aged man.

Then the middle-aged man grabbed the girl's hand and tried to pull her towards an empty office across the street.

"Big you!"

As Evan thought to himself, he sent over a wisp of misty brain-spraying substance, obscuring the girl's mind and isolating her from the influence of that desire-controlled energy.

The expert's overwhelming superiority over the apprentice's level easily overshadowed his abilities on a superior level.

The girl, whose eyes had just been full of love, instantly snapped back to reality and slapped the middle-aged man across the face.

"Ah! What are you doing, you damned old pervert!" The girl screamed as she came to her senses.

In an instant, the other workers quickly surrounded them.

After all, there were quite a few ordinary workers who had feelings for this girl.

The middle-aged man looked slightly surprised, unaware of what had happened.

Then he was punched in the face by a young worker standing nearby.

For a moment, the entire second floor was filled with noise.

Mike ran over quickly, and at the same time, the middle-aged man used his cultivation abilities to swiftly quell the situation before leaving with a gloomy expression.

After leaving the office building and entering the darkness, the middle-aged man muttered to himself, "What just happened? Why did my ability suddenly stop working?"

Yes! Why is that?

The sudden, mocking voice startled the middle-aged man, who quickly turned around to look behind him.

But they found no one around, only heavy snow falling on the empty dock pier.

"Who's here, playing tricks on me?!"

Standing next to the middle-aged man, Ivan exclaimed in amazement, "This is the crushing power of the spiritual vision level!"

After all, the difference between an apprentice and an expert lies in the characteristics that emerge after integration.

Even apprentices can see the expert's body.

But now, with the Shadow Cloak's blessing, seeing Ivan's body requires at least a master-level spiritual vision.

When the middle-aged man realized that no one was responding to him, he immediately began to threaten.

"I advise you not to cause trouble."

"I am a researcher at the Institute of Excellence!"

"Still a core executive of the SAP Group!"

"I……"

Before he could finish speaking, Ivan, who was standing to the side, casually waved his cane.

Immediately afterwards, the shape of the entire cane changed rapidly.

The handle at the back didn't change much, but the front structure began to rapidly overlap and merge, quickly forming a suction cup with a long handle.

Evan examined the grayish-white suction cup and scratched his head.

"This isn't a suction cup, it's clearly a toilet plunger!"

"Is there some misunderstanding on the part of the Holy Son regarding our human vocabulary?"

With a mental grumble, Ivan gripped the handle in reverse and raised his hand, pressing it directly onto the middle-aged man's head.

In an instant, through the toilet plunger, Evan's spirituality immediately captured a vague and ethereal existence.

This object was completely fixed to the suction cup in front, unable to move.

Immediately afterward, Ivan pulled upward with a sudden movement, and the middle-aged man's body instantly straightened up as if all his muscles had spasmed, before collapsing straight onto the snow.

At the same time, the head of a semi-transparent soul was tightly stuck to the suction cup, its eyes filled with terror, struggling and begging for mercy.

"Master! Master! I was wrong! I was wrong!!"

Faced with an entity that cannot see itself, it directly sucked out its own soul!

Having spent ten years navigating the world of the extraordinary, this middle-aged man naturally knew what kind of formidable opponent he was dealing with!

Since he has become a spirit, this middle-aged man's voice is inaudible to normal humans.

Ivan, sucking the middle-aged man's soul, swung the toilet plunger around a few times before casually asking a question.

"Tell me, why did you secretly give that foreman named Parker a magic potion?"

Upon hearing the other party's bluntness, the middle-aged man was taken aback and instinctively wanted to play dumb.

"My lord! Master! What kind of potion? I...I don't know..."

Before he could finish speaking, Ivan spun the toilet plunger like a whirlwind.

The middle-aged man was spinning around in a daze, constantly screaming and begging for mercy, but no one responded to him.

After spinning around for dozens of more times, Ivan said in a cold voice.

"My patience is running out. I'm giving you one last chance."

"Why did they give that foreman the spider mutation potion?!"

Upon hearing that the other party could accurately name the potion, the middle-aged man's already fragile mental defenses instantly crumbled.

He kept wailing and begging for mercy, saying, "Sir! I didn't really mean to harm anyone!"

"These are all tasks assigned from above. At your level, you should know that something big has happened to the Sap Group recently."

"So the research institute wants to take advantage of the current chaos to conduct human experiments and make the situation here even more chaotic."

"I really wouldn't dare to harm anyone, I was forced into this situation!"

After listening to the middle-aged man's words, Ivan's lips curled into a cold smile.

He casually shook the toilet plunger in his hand, and the middle-aged man's soul swayed back and forth like a strip of cloth.

It is clear that for these low-level superhumans, once their souls leave their bodies, they have no ability to resist.

After a quick thought, Ivan asked again, "What is their purpose in conducting this experiment, and what is their plan?"

The middle-aged man, whose head was firmly stuck to the suction cup, looked like he was about to cry, but no tears came out.

"My lord, how could a lowly wretch like me possibly know the purpose of these experiments!?"

"I don't even know the potion recipe; I just received a task from above and carried it out!"

Evan nodded in agreement, then his eyes darted around.

"What kind of organization is the Institute of Excellence? You said you're a researcher here, what do you do on a daily basis?"

Upon hearing that this extraordinary individual was unaware of the Institute of Excellence, the middle-aged man immediately saw a glimmer of hope for survival.

"My lord, I'm not entirely sure what the Institute of Excellence does, but I do know that it's an organization that benefits society."

"The entire research institute has now developed many special drugs that can help superhumans rid themselves of their bestial nature!"

"They also developed all sorts of new magic potions, and how to enable normal humans to acquire some extraordinary properties for self-defense without occupational side effects."