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

Chapter 164 (3/10, requesting monthly votes) Ivan's connections, the terrified Leto

Following Ivan's generous order, a new notification appeared on the panel.

[The Black Sun Wings have devoured the Night Demon in its special state!]

[After you unleash the Wings of the Black Sun, you gain an additional 1 point of Constitution and Spirit; nighttime flight speed is increased by 10%.]

Seeing this, Ivan grinned: "Awesome! Although the acceleration is still limited to nighttime."

"But the attribute boost has been replaced by freeing up the wings, which means it will be effective even during the day!"

After reading about the side effects of the Daylight Potion, Evan suddenly felt hungry: "Let's go get something to eat!"

Fortunately, it's Sunday today, so he doesn't have to go to school and has plenty of time.

Hill, who had slept peacefully all night, was awakened by Ivan's rumbling stomach.

She groggily opened her eyes and saw that Evan was still in the same position and wearing the same clothes as yesterday, sitting motionless on the edge of the bed. Her heart was immediately filled with warmth.

"Thank you for your hard work," Hill said gently.

Ivan held her hand and said, "It's nothing, how are you feeling, Senior Sister?"

Hill stretched his body briefly.

My eyes, which were bloodshot last night, have returned to normal, and my blue eyes are as clear and bright as ever.

Moreover, it was obvious that her mental state and demeanor were significantly different from before.

It gives people a greater sense of oppression and profundity.

"Senior sister, you've become an expert?" Evan asked curiously.

Hill nodded: "Yes, but I'm currently in a period of adjustment after becoming an expert, and my combat effectiveness is very weak."

She raised her hand and looked at her watch: "I became an expert at 10 p.m. last night. The expert's period of adjustment is 12 hours, and there are still 5 hours left."

Seeing that Hill seemed to have recovered well, Evan didn't rush to ask about what happened last night.

He went downstairs to the Lucky Bee restaurant across the street and bought a large breakfast for $1.2.

Four smoked sausages, two large bowls of thick bean soup, five thick, crispy steaks, a soft white bread, and five black breads —

When Evan returned home and neatly laid out the food on the dining table in the living room, the aroma of fermenting bread, along with the smell of pork chops and sausages, began to spread wildly.

Hill stared wide-eyed at the food, her voice filled with astonishment as she asked, "You—you can eat this much in one meal?"

Evan rubbed his rumbling stomach: "This is only about three-tenths full. Here, senior sister, these are for you."

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As he spoke, he quickly distributed the food.

White bread, a bowl of thick bean soup, a sausage, and a steak were pushed in front of Hill.

He kept all the remaining dark bread and other meat patties for himself.

Hill glanced at the soft white bread in front of him, then at the pile of rough black bread in front of Ivan, and said in a gentle voice.

"Evan, I'm not as delicate as you think, and you don't need to treat me any differently."

As she spoke, she threw the white bread back in front of Evan and then took a black bread from his plate.

"You're the junior brother, you should eat more."

Then, under Ivan's astonished gaze, Hill stuffed large mouthfuls of the coarse, hard, and fermented black bread into his mouth.

He took another big gulp of thick bean soup and swallowed it without any effort.

"Tsk tsk, not bad cooking! I didn't expect these two to taste so good together."

Seeing Hill, who was now quite carefree and had basically returned to normal, Evan grinned and, without any further ceremony, began to quickly eat the food in front of him.

The two of them quickly finished breakfast in fifteen minutes. Ivan touched his stomach, which was only three-quarters full, and asked curiously.

"Senior sister, what exactly happened yesterday?"

Hill took a deep breath, her expression turning serious: "Evan, you must remain calm after I finish speaking to you."

Evan sensed something was wrong, but still obediently nodded.

Hill then quickly recounted what had happened the previous night.

The library was attacked; two ghoul experts, a bronze corpse, and the chilling aura of a giant ghoul froze Richard, who was then taken away.

Upon hearing this, Ivan suddenly stood up, his wide eyes blazing with anger.

"Damn it! These ghouls have really gone too far!!"

"A bunch of monsters hiding in the sewers actually dared to hunt down demon hunters!"

Hill stood up, his voice steady: "Calm down! Richard might suffer some punishment, but he's not going to die."

"They arrested him for his blood; at least his life is safe in the short term."

"But we must find their stronghold as soon as possible and rescue Richard."

Ivan took a deep breath, suppressing the anger surging in his chest, and sat down again.

"Senior sister, what are your thoughts on this?"

Hill glanced at his watch again: "I'll be fully recovered in two and a half hours and officially become an expert."

"I'll go meet up with David and Erlon first to prepare combat supplies and weapons."

"At the same time, we need to determine the hiding place of those ghouls as soon as possible."

She stood up and said, "I'm going to David's now. Will you come with me?"

After a moment's thought, Evan said, "Time is of the essence, let's split up."

"I'll take you to David first, and then I'll investigate where my senior brother might be hiding."

Hill nodded and said in a crisp tone, "Okay, but be careful."

The two acted quickly, and Ivan took the opportunity to give Hill the Four Blessings Amulet that he had previously obtained from old Alcott.

Hill immediately recognized its rarity and value: "No way! This is far too precious!"

Without arguing, Ivan said, "Then consider it a loan for you to use for now!"

"This operation was very dangerous, so this is a good precaution."

Hearing this, Hill paused for a moment, then nodded vigorously: "Alright."

Afterwards, Evan escorted Hill to David's workshop.

As the cats and dogs continued to run, the two entered the old wooden villa.

David and Erlon were at this moment studying and improving the previous Ironhead Potion formula, and were completely unaware of what had happened the night before.

David was still wearing the same linen shirt and oil-stained apron, and he was still chewing.

Erlong was wearing a black priest's robe today, and at first glance he looked like a devout missionary. His shiny bald head looked like a light bulb in the light coming through the window.

After Evan and Hill explained the situation, the two were equally shocked, and then filled with rage.

Hill suppressed everyone's emotions: "Anger won't solve anything now, David, hurry up and bring out all your stockpiles."

Without any hesitation, David turned and rushed into the basement.

Ivan briefly explained a few words to everyone and then turned to leave.

Erlon caught up: "Arkham, how do you plan to investigate?"

With a flick of his finger, Evan pulled a business card from his pocket.

"I know a ghoul who runs a funeral home in the north of the city."

"This guy is quite honest. He was driven to the brink by the Sapp Group before, and I helped him get in touch with the Hearst family."

"He promised to give me 5% of the shares, and I plan to go there and ask about the situation first."

Erlong paused for a moment, and a cracked tortoise shell appeared in his hand. His thumb unconsciously rubbed the patterns on it.

"To prevent any accidents, I'll go with you. My special abilities include psychic abilities and divination. If there are any traces over there, I can track them down."

"At the same time, in case there's an ambush, the two of us can look out for each other."

Hill nodded and said, "Yes, Erlon's reconnaissance capabilities are very strong. It will be more efficient if you go together."

Evan nodded, and then the two quickly left the workshop, jumped onto the tram, and headed north.

While sitting in the carriage, Ibn instinctively leaned against the sunny window.

The December sunlight shone through the glass onto my face and body, and a warm feeling entered my body.

He could clearly feel his body rapidly consuming energy, but the rate of energy consumption had slowed down slightly at that moment.

It's not that the consumption has slowed down, but rather that sunlight is replenishing it with new energy.

"141% solar affinity is still not enough."

"If I don't push this number up, I'm afraid I'll go bankrupt."

At 11 a.m., the two arrived at a cemetery on the northern edge of the city, carrying their business cards.

To the left front is a large, neat cemetery, with crosses and tombstones arranged in rows.

Several family members dressed in black were sweeping the grave, their soft sobs carried away by the cold December wind.

To the right is a cluster of interconnected buildings, centered around a four-story detached building, surrounded by storage rooms, morgues, reception halls, and parking lots.

Upon seeing the surrounding scenery, Ibn instinctively felt a sense of familiarity.

Then it dawned on me: when Hill and I were chasing that border ghoul, we had clashed with the demons and snake-men of the Brotherhood of the Secrets in this very area.

"I never imagined we were already so close to Leto's house back then."

His gaze swept across the area, and he could even see the charred marks left on the ground from the last eruption of flames.

The two followed the cobblestone path and soon saw the sign: Leto Funeral Services.

Looking around, business seems to be doing quite well.

Five or six horse-drawn carriages carrying coffins were parked outside. In the small square in the middle of the buildings, one could hear hushed weeping and whispered words of comfort.

Several employees in gray overalls are digging new graves in the cemetery, preparing for burials.

Erlong looked around and said in a low voice, "There are no signs of an ambush so far. These ghouls should be leaning towards the lawful side."

He paused for a moment, feeling the tortoise shell in his hand gradually heating up.

"However, the soul here has a restless mood, as if it has been disturbed by something."

Evan nodded: "If nothing unexpected happens, this family's ghouls are probably doing some kind of containment business for transgressing ghouls."

"When we were chasing that border ghoul last time, it ran this way immediately."

Erlong was slightly taken aback, but unfortunately he had no eyebrows, so the surprised expression only tugged at the smooth skin above his eyes.

Inside the reception hall, several female receptionists were serving tea and water.

Ivan soon spotted Leto's wife.

Today, this dignified woman is wearing a brown wool coat, gray and white checkered trousers, and a women's winter hat covering her neatly styled hair.

At this moment, they are comforting a well-dressed lady.

Two security guards stepped forward, eyeing the two young men, who seemed to be idle, with a slightly wary look.

"Who are you two? What brings you here? Do you have an appointment?"

Erlong turned to look at Ivan, his eyes questioning, as if asking whether to make a move.

Evan casually raised his chin: "I'm looking for her."

Madame Leto over there seemed to sense something as well, and turned to look in their direction.

When she saw Evan smiling at her with that bright, sunny smile, a flicker of fear instinctively flashed in her eyes.

He then whispered a few words to the lady beside him and quickly walked over.

"Alright, you two, this is my guest."

When the proprietress spoke, the two security guards obediently nodded and stepped aside.

Mrs. Leto approached Ivan, her voice still tinged with nervousness: "Mr. Arkham, it's been a long time. We've been preparing your shares for quite some time now."

As she spoke, she instinctively glanced at Erlong.

The burly man with the gleaming bald head exuded an aura that sent chills down her spine.

Ghouls are essentially half-undead creatures, possessing a remarkably keen sensitivity to fluctuations at the soul level.

Ivan's expression turned serious: "Let's put the shares aside for now. I have other important business with Leto today."

Madame Leto nodded respectfully, then led the two through the reception hall and into the main building.

This building is at least forty or fifty years old.

The ground is paved with relatively old bluestone slabs. Although it is a bit uneven, it is very clean.

The walls on both sides are covered with gray wallpaper, and the entire space is based on a black, white and gray color scheme, giving people a feeling of oppression and heaviness.

It fits the style of the funeral company perfectly.

Madame Leto led the two up the stone staircase on the left to the third floor, through a quiet corridor, and knocked on the door at the end.

After the door opened, you could see Leto with his head down, working on some documents at his desk.

"Leto, Mr. Arkham has arrived."

Leto, who was signing the papers, suddenly stood up. When he saw Ivan walk in with another person, he quickly put on a smile and went to greet them.

"It's been a long time, Mr. Arkham! I've been preparing your shares for a long time, but unfortunately you haven't come."

After almost a month apart, Leto seemed much more cheerful than before, radiating a spirited energy.

The right hand that was subsequently reattached moves freely, with almost no visible impact.

He turned to his wife and said, "Prepare a fine tea and snack for the two of you."

Ivan waved his hand and sat down on the leather sofa next to him.

"I have urgent business to attend to and will not stay long."

He cut to the chase: "A group of ghouls kidnapped my senior brother. They belong to the Bone Revival Faction. Do you have any information on that?"

Upon hearing these words, Leto's expression turned quite ugly, and he hurriedly denied it.

"This matter has absolutely nothing to do with me! I just want to focus on doing business and have no direct entanglements with any factions!"

Ivan, without batting an eye, retorted, "Then why did that border ghoul go to such lengths to cross the entire city to come here?"

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