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

He read the word "sour" in the textbook several times, and the more he read it, the more his tongue felt tied in knots.

"Damn, why does this 'a' sound weirder and weirder the more I pronounce it?"

He turned to the next page and looked at three more basic terms.

"der Tisch, die Lampe, das Buch..."

"The table is positive, the lamp is negative, and the book is neutral."

Ivan circled the three words on the draft paper with the nib of his pen, his brow furrowing deeper and deeper.

"There's absolutely no pattern to it."

He propped his head up with his hand and sighed.

"No, I'm dizzy."

I'm really dizzy.

The acute anemia caused by the blood-burning potion was still raging in his blood vessels, and his temples were throbbing with pain.

His ears were ringing, as if someone had pressed an old phonograph against them.

He simply gave up on German and switched to a relatively user-friendly chemistry handbook, forcing himself to continue reading.

Time flowed slowly in the dim light of the kerosene lamp.

Five hours later.

Evan was copying a chemical equation into a notebook when the nib of his pen suddenly paused on the paper.

The tinnitus is gone. The dizziness is gone too.

The weakness that surged from the depths of my bones receded like the tide, and my whole body was once again filled with a full strength.

back to normal.

Ivan breathed a long sigh of relief, put the pen back in the ink bottle, and stretched his shoulders.

You reversed the side effects of the unfinished Blood Burning Potion.

[Exceptional Trait: Base Vampirism +4%]

A brief reversal result unfolded before his eyes on the panel.

Ivan stared at the line of text, his eyes suddenly lighting up.

"The base vampire stat has increased by four percent?"

He sat up straight, his mind racing as he recalled Gilbert's half-human, half-beast state on the playground.

Elongated canine teeth, bulging muscles, and dark red eyes.

An ordinary drug trial participant, unable to reverse the effects of the medication, was transformed into a crippled, bloodthirsty beast.

After he took the same medicine, the reverse happened. The power that was supposed to mutate him was transformed into the progress of his extraordinary traits on his panel.

"I see."

A slow smile crept onto Evan's lips.

"In other words, all the side effects that would cause someone to mutate into a crippled, bloodthirsty species can be reversed and give me extraordinary traits."

"This is good stuff."

He looked down and saw that the number in the "basic vampire species" column had jumped from eight percent to twelve percent.

We're one step closer to the 30% activation threshold for basic characteristics.

At that time, he will be able to unlock the first stage of "physical strength enhancement" and "self-healing ability enhancement".

A body that is truly close to the extraordinary.

Ivan carefully tucked the two remaining bottles of Blood Burning Potion into a hidden compartment under the bed. These were two "experience potions" prepared for the future.

Then he took out the first of the five new bottles of medicine that Pris had given him that day from the inside pocket of his jacket.

This bottle is different from the previous red potion.

The liquid is dark brown, cloudy and viscous, and the wax seal on the bottle opening is black.

If you shake it gently, you can see some tiny particles suspended and settling in the liquid.

Ivan used his thumb to pry open the wax seal and took a sniff.

There is no obvious odor.

But his initial demon-hunting instincts told him that this bottle was more potent than any of the previous ones.

"We've already drunk this much anyway."

He tilted his head back and gulped down the entire bottle of brown liquid.

As the substance traveled down the esophagus, it didn't have the bloody spiciness of a red potion. Instead, it carried an indescribable, putrid smell, similar to that of old leather soaked in water.

[You have consumed a Diluted Conversion Potion. Effects last: 10 hours.]

[Effect: Within the effects of the medicine, slowly gain the extraordinary trait: Basic Vampirism, accumulating to 2%.]

[Did you reverse the side effects?]

Ivan stared at the line of text and remained silent for three seconds.

"Reversal".

After confirming the reversal, he leaned back in his chair, staring at the words "Dilution and Conversion Potion" on the panel, his eyes flashing with a sharp light.

“Priss, it seems you’re finally ready to make your move against me.”

Transformation potion.

Just hearing the name doesn't tell you anything good.

The common enhancement potions are called "Fresh Blood" or "Night Demon," while the strengthening ingredients are called "Blood Wine."

The word "transformation" takes on a deeper meaning in the extraordinary world.

To turn a person into something else.

"Simply give me extraordinary abilities?"

Ivan gave a cold laugh and tapped his fingers lightly twice on the table.

"I'm afraid they're going to turn me into a blood slave directly."

After drinking the transformation potion, Evan read for a while and then went straight to sleep.

The first thing he did when he opened his eyes the next morning was to reach for the pocket watch on his bedside table.

The hands on the silver case pointed to 6:10.

"Oh no, I didn't study well yesterday."

He sprang out of bed, buttoned his shirt as he walked to the table, poured a pill from the copper elixir bottle, and popped it into his mouth.

"I need to find a way to get some phenobarbital. It's something that can boost concentration by 300%, it's so useful."

Fortunately, his brain, which has recovered to its normal state, is quite functional.

With the foundation already laid in five hours the previous night, he opened his textbook, his pen flying across the draft paper.

After an hour, I've reviewed all the knowledge points I'll be using today.

Ivan flexed his wrist, and his joints made a few soft cracking sounds.

He went into the washroom and splashed a handful of cold water on his face.

When he looked up at the cracked mirror, he remembered to look at the control panel.

You reversed the side effects of the dilution and conversion potion.

Your self-awareness has improved, and your mental strength has permanently increased by 0.1.

[You like the sun even more now, Spirit permanently +0.05.]

"As expected."

Evan stared at his face in the mirror, which had already regained its rosy hue.

"The side effect of the transformation potion is a decrease in self-awareness, which gradually makes people afraid of sunlight."

"It seems that Pris really intends to transform me into a bloodthirsty species."

Water droplets dripped from his chin, making a soft tinkling sound as they hit the enamel basin.

"I need to talk to Hill after school today."

Just as I was pondering, that familiar voice, which seemed to emerge directly from the shadows in the corner, rang out again.

"No side effects have appeared yet?"

Ivan sighed and didn't turn around.

"I bet you came in through the window again today."

Hill leaned against the bathroom door frame, dressed the same as yesterday.

The white shirt was unbuttoned at the collar, paired with a brown wool short jacket and plaid trousers, and a few strands of golden hair peeked out from under a black newsboy cap.

Evan wiped his face, draped the towel over the washstand, and turned around.

"Yes, there was no obvious reaction."

He thought for a moment and then recounted what had happened last night.

"Master, I have a feeling that Pris is about to make a move against me."

"The medication he gave me yesterday seems to have lowered my self-esteem and made me hate the sun even more."

Hill's smile vanished instantly.

She stepped forward, her expression grave, and pressed her hand against Evan's carotid artery.

In that instant, the blue pupils contracted vertically, turning into golden vertical pupils, and the light in the irises glowed faintly in the dimly lit washroom.

She held that position for a few seconds, then frowned.

"You don't have the tainted blood of vampires in your body. You are not infected."