My health recovery is incredibly fast.

My health is recovering almost fast. (By Bai Ge Qingquan)

A spoonful of ginger extract, a roll of brown pigment, and a bottle of syrup that's so sweet it's cloying.

Stir the crucible and evaporate the water.

Drink in the pain, and reap a new life.

In the land of alchemy punk, monsters roam, elements drift, and evil spirits lurk.

Xia Zuo looked up at the temple of mages, bent down to study poisons, and forged his own path to becoming a mage.

Chapter 1 White Bread

"Where am I...?"

Xia Zuo opened his eyes, his vision was blurry, his eyes were swollen and swollen, and there were swirling halos in front of him. He felt even worse than if he had stayed up all night.

My whole body felt sore and weak, my arms and legs wouldn't obey me, and I could only feel my chest fill with air again after I had exhaled all of it.

He lay on the ground, gathering some strength, and with his right hand he groped for the base of the wall. He sat up close to the wall, his eyes gradually widening as he stared in disbelief at the scene before him.

It looked like a prison cell, with thick iron bars blocking the way.

Scattered pieces of black bread lay in the narrow passageway outside, next to a bucket of water with impurities floating on the surface.

The air here is damp and chilly.

Xia Zuo shivered, hugged his arms tightly, and rubbed them together to keep warm. Then his movements froze, and he slowly lowered his head.

He was wearing a tattered cloth garment, covered with various patches, and emanating a sour smell.

"what happened?"

His mouth opened and closed, his voice was hoarse and dry, and he felt an inexplicable sharp pain in his throat.

A faint sound came from the darkness.

Xia Zuo listened quietly.

The voice grew clearer and clearer, as if repeating the same words over and over again in my ear.

"Checking if the host is awake..."

"Checking if the host is awake..."

"Host has been detected to be awake. Body data scan complete. Data-driven transformation initiation. Transformation successful. Personal template generated."

"Personal template??" Xia Zuo exclaimed in surprise, his words turning into a light cough.

A strange message entered my mind.

Personal template

Name: Xia Zuo

Gender: Male

Age 14 years and 8 months

You are a commoner, a descendant of commoners, without any special skills or knowledge.

Level 1

Experience 010

Health 1518, mild poisoning, hunger

Strength 2 points. Strength determines the power of most physical attacks, reduces the movement speed penalty caused by wearing heavy armor and carrying heavy loads, and increases the damage reduction effect of blocking and parrying.

Agility 2 points. Agility determines a character's attack and counterattack speed, increasing the success rate of dodging. The higher the Agility, the easier it is to perform complex movements.

Endurance: 3 points. Endurance determines your ability to run and fight for extended periods, and also affects your stamina recovery rate.

Vitality (3 points). Vitality is your inner life force, determining your maximum health and health regeneration rate.

Perception involves three aspects. Perception is a combination of the five senses and intuition. The higher one's perception level, the faster and more carefully one can observe the surrounding situation, and the more one can sense impending danger.

Willpower (3 points). Willpower determines your resistance to abnormal effects, whether these effects affect the mind or the body; willpower can provide assistance.

Spirit 1 point. Spirit affects your receptiveness to elements and energy. When you manipulate elements and energy, the higher your Spirit, the less energy you consume and the easier it is.

Charm has three aspects. Charm is a direct reflection of your appearance, physique, eloquence, and other abilities. The higher your charm, the better other beings will make their first impression of you, and the easier it will be to gain their favor.

Character traits

Before the Immortal Body's health drops to 0, it will not die even if it is hit in a vital spot, and any injury will be repaired automatically as its health increases.

"Have I transmigrated? Is this the benefit of being digitized by the system and becoming immortal?" Xia Zuo stared blankly at the iron fence.

The information in my mind has changed.

"Host has successfully activated the cheat system. 1 free attribute point awarded to improve attribute values. Activated skill 1: Detection Technique."

My mind went quiet, and no new information appeared, as if it had all been a hallucination.

After a few minutes of stunned silence, Xia Zuo rubbed his face with both hands, covered his eyes, and finally accepted the fact that he had traveled through time.

He tried asking himself, "What is the art of perception?"

The system, which calls itself a cheat code, gave a very straightforward response:

"Detection Technique: You can use this skill to view basic information about a target. Once you have sufficient knowledge and perception, you can view even more information."

Xia Zuo stared at the black bread in the aisle and silently recited "explore".

A concise message appeared: "Black bread, a common food that can satisfy hunger and slightly accelerate health regeneration. Consuming it will grant a small amount of experience."

Food can provide experience, so can water?

He cast a detection spell on the bucket of water. The answer was similar to before: he had experience drinking water, but very, very little.

"What are some ways to gain experience?" Xia Zuomo asked.

"You can gain experience from everything the host does." The questions and answers from the cheat system were presented directly as information, without any emotional fluctuation.

Xia Zuo picked up the black bread, dipped it in water for a few seconds, and put it in his mouth.

It is sour, hard, difficult to chew, and difficult to swallow, like a stone covered with a bread crust.

He used his warm saliva to coat a small piece of bread and slowly melted it.

Gurgle.

The first bite of bread was swallowed.

"Gained 0.01 experience points, current level-up progress is 0.0110"

The stomach began to move rapidly after being stimulated by food, and the hunger that had been lingering for a long time became even stronger.

Xia Zuo broke a piece of black bread into pieces, soaked it in a bucket of water until it softened, and, suppressing the urge of his stomach, took a small bite of bread with a small sip of water, chewed it carefully, and then swallowed it.

After a few bites of bread to soothe his stomach, the dizziness from hunger gradually subsided, the swirling stars in his vision disappeared, and his vision gradually brightened.

At the end of the corridor, a very faint candlelight barely illuminated the corridor and the edge of the cells.

Xia Zuo did not shout loudly.

Since they were locked in cells, the firelight in the corridor must have come from the guards. Creating a disturbance would only cause unnecessary trouble.

He glanced around, his gaze settling on a raised, dark shadow. In the cell opposite, it looked like someone was sleeping, their bedding rolled up.

"Hey..." Xia Zuo lowered his voice and threw a piece of black bread, which he used as a pebble, at the shadowy figure.

The bread chunks hit the straw blanket, then bounced off the ground, making a series of soft, thumping sounds.

He picked up a slightly larger piece of bread and threw it towards what was probably his head.

This time, something has happened.

"Xia Zuo, I thought you weren't going to make it."

The dark figure lifted the bedding, staggered over to the iron fence, sat down, and started talking to Xia Zuo across the aisle.

“The previous medicine tasted much worse than usual. You passed out after drinking it, and I had to carry you back.”

Xia Zuo used his detection technique on the disheveled figure, but apart from the person's nickname, he found no useful information.

"Little nose, what medicine did you say? My head is throbbing so badly it feels like it's going to split open, and I've forgotten so many things." Xia Zuo stroked his head and pressed on the spot that was throbbing slightly.

"What other medicine could it be? That old alchemist only knows how to tinker with those disgusting potions."

The little-nosed boy broke off pieces of black bread, put them in his mouth, and mumbled indistinctly:

"It gets stinkier and more unpalatable each time. I really don't know how many more times I have to drink it before I can become his apprentice."

apprentice?

Are you kidding me?

Xia Zuo gripped the cold iron bars. Who would lock an apprentice in a cell?

Are there any other people here?

The little nose flicked a snot onto the wall, then sniffed back a stream of clear water from its tip:

"Including you and me, there are 4 people left. Did you drink the drug and go crazy? You only remember me. The one to your left is a chubby little guy, and the one to your right is a skinny little dwarf. I'm the only one left in my row. The others couldn't wake up after drinking the drug and were sent home by the alchemist old man."

While alive, they were locked in a cell, only given black bread and dirty water. Could they go home after they died?

This old alchemist who was feeding medicine to children didn't sound like a respectable person at all; he could almost be described as an evil old man.

If I hadn't woken up just now, I might be buried in the ground right now.

The character template says I'm currently poisoned. And the little nose said the potion is getting worse; doesn't that mean the toxicity is increasing?

Xia Zuo's heart skipped a beat. "When is the next time I need to take the medicine?"

"You really can't remember anything. We're eating black bread now. The time we get to eat white bread will be the time we have to take our medicine."

Little Nose seemed to have exhausted its energy. It waved to the other side of the aisle, silently returned to its bed, and lay down in its original position.

Xia Zuo ate a few more bites of bread, lost in thought, and sat down on his straw mat.