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

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"You chicken~!"

As usual, the springs of the metal bunk bed emitted their familiar screeching sound.

The bedroom was still bathed in the faint blue light seeping through the gaps in the curtains in the early morning, but Ivan didn't even need to activate his Demon Hunter form; his eyes were as clear in the darkness as if a light were on.

Every crack in the wall, every peeling edge of the wallpaper, and even the wrinkles on the collar of the shirt hanging on the clothes rack were clearly visible.

He listened intently to the sound from the next bedroom.

There was no breathing sound.

Ivan put on his coat and went out of the room. He pushed open the door to the second bedroom and saw that the bed was neatly folded, and the corners of the sheets were aligned as if an instructor in a military camp had checked it.

Richard had already left sometime earlier.

Only a folded piece of scrap paper was left on the bedside table. On it, in bold, unyielding handwriting, was written a line:

"I'll take the medicine with me. See you later."

Evan smiled and threw the toilet paper into the stove.

A thought suddenly occurred to him.

The secondary brain slowly crawled out from the narrow crack under the bed.

The little creature looked noticeably more listless today; its once-full brain tissue was somewhat sunken, and the bone spurs on its back had lost the sharp metallic luster they had last night.

It lay on the floor, its five thin claws supporting its body as it moved forward, like a toy with a nearly dead battery.

Even so, it still lightly pushed off the ground, leaped more than a meter high, and landed steadily in Evan's outstretched palm.

The moment it landed in his palm, the little monster began to melt into his hand.

The next second, Evan felt his energy begin to be consumed at an accelerated rate, as if an invisible hand had drawn a strand of it from his blood vessels.

"Goodness," he muttered to himself.

"You need to go back into my body to recharge, right?"

He turned around, grabbed a handful of brown sugar from the cookie box on his desk, and popped it into his mouth.

The coarse particles melt on the tip of the tongue, and the sweetness rushes straight to the throat.

Then he opened the properties panel.

A series of prompts appeared simultaneously.

The side effects of the unfinished Blood-Burning Potion have been reversed.

[Special Trait: Base Vampirism +4%.]

[The side effects of the dilution and transformation potion have been reversed.]

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.]

[The side effects of excessive vampire blood have been reversed.]

Your self-awareness has greatly improved, and your mental strength has permanently increased by 0.3.

You have become very fond of the sun; your sun affinity has increased by 10%.

【warn! 】

[Exceptional Trait: Base lifesteal has reached 31%, the first stage effect is about to be activated.]

[Upon activating Stage 1, Constitution is permanently increased by 2, self-healing ability is increased by 1000%, and blood quality is increased by 100%.]

[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 Blood Thirst - You need to drink at least 100 ml of fresh blood daily, otherwise your rationality will decrease by 50%.]

[2. Basic Sun Aversion - Your solar affinity is reduced by 20%. -20% effect: Standing in sunlight will cause a stinging sensation on your skin.]

3. Basic level of weakness to silver – Silverware will make you feel nauseous.

Ivan stared at the long string of text on the panel, a thoughtful look slowly rising in his eyes.

"The side effects were about what I expected. Thirst for blood, aversion to yang, and weakness of yin."

"However, since it's labeled as beginner, there should be intermediate and advanced levels later on. At this stage, it doesn't seem too serious."

"The values are quite generous. Adding two points to constitution at once directly increases self-healing ability tenfold."

He tapped the edge of the sink with his finger.

"One hundred milliliters of blood per day."

His eyes darted around.

"I've got it! This isn't unsolvable. Aside from its disgusting drawbacks, it can also accelerate the progress of the copper plague."

"Aversion to sunlight? My solar affinity is currently 24%, so even if you deduct 20%, it's still positive and won't make any difference."

"Weak silver is just disgusting, it doesn't matter."

"If I ever get burned by silver in the future, I'll drink some silver-related potions and reverse the side effects."

"The weakness of the Bloodthirsty Species can be seen from their aversion to sunlight. The essence of their weakness is that their resistance in a certain aspect has become negative."

"Then I'll just take medicine to bring the negative resistance back to a positive value, and that'll solve the problem, right?"

Having figured this out, Evan didn't hesitate any longer and mentally clicked "agree".

next second.

A violent tremor exploded in the center of his chest.

Countless strange red blood vessels radiated out from the location of his heart.

Like a swarm of startled red insects and snakes, they rapidly spread from his collarbone to his ribs and then to his shoulder blades, reaching every inch of his body.

An indescribable force, imbued with a chilling will, embraced his blood and veins.

He looked down at his bare chest.

Beneath the skin, muscles undulate at a speed visible to the naked eye, each muscle fiber seemingly possessing its own consciousness, re-weaving, connecting, and strengthening.

He could even feel the blood flow accelerating, and at a certain point, he could even detect the subtle vibrations caused by the blood hitting the blood vessel walls at his fingertips.

This state lasted for about ten minutes.

When everything calmed down, Evan let out a long breath.

He hasn't changed at all in appearance.

The first stage of extraordinary abilities does not change the surface of the physical body.

But the internal structure is completely different now.

He tentatively clenched his right fist.

"Click".

It wasn't the sound of joints cracking.

It's the sound of friction produced by the intense friction between fingers and air.

If his blood vessels were once trickling streams, now they are rushing rivers.

Abundant nutrients and oxygen flow through it, always ready to nourish every tissue in the body.

I looked down at the panel.