Mystery: From the Shadow World

Chapter 132: Promoted to "Zombie"

The illusory door closes.

A scene more dreamy than the starry sky disappeared in front of Philip, leaving only the candlelight that had returned to normal, reflected in the sapphire eyes, with no sign of extinguishing.

He collected the ingredients, took them to the kitchen, and began to prepare the potion in an iron pot.

The ingredients were put into the pot one by one, causing an extremely violent reaction, at least several times more violent than when Philip was cooking on Earth, when wet vegetable leaves were put into the pot and the boiling oil.

Under the influence of the extraordinary power, not a single drop of the liquid splashed out of the pot, but Philip, who witnessed it with his own eyes, couldn't stop his heart from beating wildly. His calm and composed expression finally broke, and he lost to Klein next to him.

Time passes slowly.

As all the materials and Beyonder properties were thrown into the pot, the originally intense reaction gradually became calm, even chilling, from the unimaginable intensity at the beginning. A faint white chill could still be seen wafting out.

Philip tried to lift the pot, but found that the potion was unexpectedly heavy. If it were him before he became a werewolf, he would probably have had a hard time even lifting it.

After all the changes in the potion stabilized and no other changes occurred, Philip and Klein each performed a divination. After confirming that there were no problems, they brought it to the basement.

Because every full moon needs to be used for special purposes, and there are not many items in this house with only two residents, Philip had cleaned it up some time ago, leaving only the thick hemp rope piled in the corner and the marks made by fists and claws on the ground.

"If anything happens to me, use the talisman to help me." Philip looked at Klein, who was staring at a bag of "Ember" talismans in a daze, and reminded him.

"I know."

I just didn't expect that since you could save so much, aren't you afraid of wasting it? Klein thought about the "Sleeping Charm" that he only had a single-digit supply. He didn't know what to say. He could only calm his mind and watch Philip swallow the potion.

Gulu gulu!

The liquid that chilled human bone marrow slid down his throat into his body. Philip widened his eyes, clenched his left hand into a fist, resisted the strong urge to choke out the potion, took it and swallowed it all.

"Ha ha"

Philip exhaled an icy breath.

The blue-white frost and the black-green decay intertwined and spread over his body, gradually expanding to his entire body. The stiffness, coldness, pain, and the slowly weakening heartbeat turned into invisible sharp blades, stimulating Philip's mind.

This life activity gradually calmed down, and the state of impending death aroused his instinctive desire to survive. He wanted to do something to relieve it, but his whole body was so stiff that he couldn't move his fingers, so this idea was directly strangled.

Gradually, irritability and madness flooded my mind.

Philip's eyes turned bloodshot, but he smiled because his body, which should have been unable to move, was like ice melting and slowly regaining life.

It seems that this continues
"Aftermath!"

Klein's cry and the warmth that followed brought some clarity back to Philip's eyes. He quickly used the Eye of the Heart to soothe himself, then calmed his mind and relaxed his whole body.

The flow of blood seemed to be blocked, and the beating of his heart seemed to be frozen. Philip felt his livelihood disappear, but he did not move. His expression was distorted, and he fought against the madness in extreme pain.

This is more difficult than ever.

He had to relax completely and suppress his so-called survival instinct, which was anger and madness. Otherwise, no matter how hard he struggled, it would be a drop in the bucket. This process was undoubtedly inhumane.

Philip was extremely grateful that he had retained the "Eye of the Heart" with the ability to "comfort" and did not replace it. He was even more grateful that he had called Klein to help him at the critical moment.

If it weren't for the other party, he would have lost control just now, and he didn't even have the clarity to use the extraordinary items and talismans.

By using the "Eye of the Mind" and "Embers" regardless of consumption, the potion was finally taken in a safe direction. Philip was like a person who had been frozen for many years, gradually moving his body.

At this time, his whole body was still covered with frost. Even though the signs of corrosion had faded, they were still extremely eye-catching under the pale frost.

“Practice meditation.”

Klein's expression darkened.

"Oh, I know." Philip closed his eyes and pulled the corners of his mouth, smiling with relief, using this simple expression to celebrate that he had survived another level. Then he leaned against the wall, closed his eyes and meditated to stabilize his state.

Klein shook the small bag that still had half the talisman left. After hesitating for two seconds, he still threw it again, hoping to prevent any accidents. He waited until Philip's expression looked strange.

After an unknown amount of time, Philip opened his eyes and his body had completely returned to normal.

It's too dangerous, he sighed in his heart, and made up his mind that if he wanted to be promoted to a Sequence Five "Ghost", he would definitely ask Sharon for advice on the relevant situation and ask her to check for him.

This potion is too brutal. Knowing that he is not afraid of hard work, it uses soft tactics. At the beginning, it directly uses strong control, preparing to kill his mechanism.

Philip shook his head and looked at Klein, who had been standing beside him and handed him the shrunken bag. He curled his lips and said in a very skilled and natural manner:
"Thank you."

"You're welcome. You'll have to help me from now on, won't you?" Klein shrugged. After carefully confirming Philip's condition with his clairvoyance, he finally felt relieved and said with a smile.

"Too."

Philip said nothing more and walked out of the basement with Klein. On the way, Klein suddenly thought of something and said, "Philip, are you financially well off now? I've found a good investment opportunity."

Investment opportunities?

Philip looked at him suspiciously, then suddenly realized.

For those who came from the modern era to this world that is similar to the Victorian era, it is actually very easy to judge whether many things have potential or not. Otherwise, don't say that you are a time traveler, it is really embarrassing.

"Not really. I can only squeeze out a few hundred pounds at most. If you're not in a hurry, you can wait and see when I get back tomorrow night."

After squeezing out a few hundred pounds, Klein suddenly felt extremely grateful. He was grateful that his "Joker" potion had given him unparalleled expression control ability, otherwise he would have collapsed by now.

However, this also has its advantages. The more you invest, the more shares you can get, which will directly determine the profits, provided that the gentleman named Leppard is reliable.

Otherwise he won't get a penny.

(End of this chapter)