I, Stone Golem, only want to forge.

Chapter 93 Drunk with Essence

"Don't you understand?"

Murphy asked with concern.

"What do you mean by 'can you understand' or 'can't you understand'?"

Ya's expression became even stranger, her eyelids blinking rapidly, as if she were trying to cool down her brain.

How come they're spouting something that sounds like sexual innuendo one minute, and then asking me if I understand it the next?

What the hell is this?

Murphy shook his head and explained, "Do you know about succubi feeding?"

"Mr. Murphy, are you making fun of me?"

Ya opened her mouth, but couldn't say anything for a long time. After a moment, she could only laugh helplessly.

"Then you tell me."

"Eating is eating, what's there to understand or not understand?" Ya replied matter-of-factly.

"Why use that method?" Murphy pressed on.

"Why—it must be because—"

Ya was about to give an explanation, but she couldn't immediately recall any systematic knowledge about it.

Based solely on her own experience, she hesitated and spoke with some trepidation, "Because it involves absorbing a person's—vital energy, is this method easier?"

Why is it easier?

"Why—well—you know what?"

This time, the questioning left Ya speechless for a long time. She couldn't even come up with a decent answer and could only look to Xiao Ya next to her for help.

However, how could Xiaoya know something that even she herself didn't know?

So Xiaoya could only shrug, indicating that she couldn't get involved in this matter.

Ya could only look at Murphy again, only to find that he was still staring at her.

But why did she feel like she was being questioned by a teacher?

Why is the current situation so delicate?

One minute they're making some random hints, and the next they're doing these teacher-student stuff?

"So, Mr. Murphy, can't you just say what you mean? There's no need to tease me like this."

Ya could only take a breath and reluctantly give in.

"All living things need essence as nourishment, but in most cases, the essence of life cannot be directly extracted. When a life is killed, the essence within its body will lack the restraint of the gods and will quickly dissipate."

Therefore, one must either absorb the essence of a dead life form through special means, such as digestion, before the essence dissipates completely, or collect it while the person is still alive.

After Ya finished speaking, Murphy indeed began to speak his mind, rambling on and on.

Ya was getting a headache from all that he kept repeating, and his brows furrowed involuntarily as he licked his lips from time to time.

From initial doubt, Ziguang gradually transformed into clarity and ignorance.

The question has changed from "Why say this?" to "What is it actually saying?"

"Can you wait a minute! So what does all this have to do with you telling me to eat my fill?"

Murphy: o—0→（¬—→）→o—o

It originally intended to explain the principles in detail so that people could better understand what they were going to do.

But now it seems like I should just forget about it.

So it gave its final introduction in the most concise possible language.

"When life reproduces, it releases a lot of essence, which succubi can absorb, which is why they use reproduction as a way to feed."

"So you mean, succubi don't necessarily have to feed through that kind of thing?"

Ya finally understood what Murphy meant and said with a sudden realization.

Murphy nodded with relief, but things weren't that simple.

Those who have studied succubi carefully can discover this.

This race is bisexual; they can obtain essence from any sex they have relations with.

This is actually the best proof of what Murphy just said.

Ultimately, it's just deceiving the body, making it think it's reproducing and releasing vital energy, rather than actually reproducing.

However, this involves the issue of the concentration of vital energy.

The essence absorbed by succubi is the very essence used to directly create life, so its concentration is extremely high.

Therefore, it can survive on such a small amount of food.

It's about the concentration of semen, not the concentration of protein powder.

It's not that you can absorb too much or too little.

Murphy discovered this during the treatment.

When it infuses life into everyone, it varies according to race.

This results in different concentrations of vitality that need to be injected.

Of course, since vitality is a kind of essence, the concentration of vitality can also be equal to the concentration of essence.

For example, some of the demi-humans on the ship require a higher concentration of vital energy.

Pure-blooded humans require a lower concentration of vital energy.

However, the concentration differences were not significant, so Murphy did not take it to heart.

However, when the seaweed stone was used to treat Xiaoya, and Murphy used it to treat the half-vampire baby.

However, they could all sense a significant gap between the concentration of vital energy required by these two races and that of ordinary people.

You can tell from their appetite.

A vampire can live for half a day by drinking a single drop of blood, while humans cannot do the same.

"As long as you have a high concentration of vital energy, you can fill your stomach."

Murphy gave the answer directly without explaining the preceding details.

"So, I roughly understand what essence and energy are—but what does high concentration of essence and energy mean? How can this thing be high concentration?"

After being nag Murphy for a long time, Ya's originally charming and composed attitude inexplicably weakened a little.

No matter how strong one's aura is, if one's intelligence is suppressed, one will still find oneself in a predicament.

"What do you usually eat?" Murphy asked. "The water of life—" Ya stammered, then seemed to want to explain something.

But then Murphy handed him a wooden cup, which was filled with a little liquid.

Is this it?

Ya took a look, and then her eyes widened suddenly.

"This is the water of life? Such a high concentration—"

"Drink," Murphy said succinctly.

"Isn't this a bit inappropriate?"

Ya hesitated for a moment. It wasn't that she was worried about the liquid; the church had purification and detection techniques.

She had just verified that the liquid was simply the purest water of life, with no other additives.

So she just felt that this stuff might be a bit precious and not suitable to drink directly.

Besides the monthly rations that Ya receives, she also needs to spend a lot of money to buy this kind of drink if she wants to.

This large cup would cost her more than a month's income.

"what ever."

Seeing that Murphy had no objections, Ya took small sips of the tea as well.

The icy liquid went down my throat, but it brought a burning sensation.

Her fair, jade-like skin suddenly flushed slightly, as if she were drunk.

The powder on the sides of her cheeks was especially thick.

A few seconds later, Ya's breathing became heavy, and her chest heaved more.

Even though it was tightly bound by the nun's robe, it could still move up and down elastically.

Her eyes gradually became misty and began to look unfocused.

"This is—this is such a strange feeling, it's like—"

Murphy mentally recorded the relevant data and then offered an explanation.

"He's drunk on energy."

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