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

Chapter 197 Entering the Game! The Sunny and Cheerful Potions Apprentice

After leaving Hearst Manor, Evan took the tram and quickly returned to Gooding Street.

On the way, Evan put together everything that Erdin had just said.

"In other words, this is a super-large-scale murder mystery game with its own rules."

"I don't know if there are any NPCs, but judging from the current situation, there should be quite a few main characters."

"And this place seems to have a good reputation among the nobility."

"And many ordinary noble ladies and gentlemen were able to return safely, and even gave the experience a perfect score?"

Thinking of this, Ivan sighed.

"I have to say, these witches are quite capable. They managed to turn such a terrifying place into a renowned brand among the nobility."

"Since the rules there were set by that deceased superior judge, it means the rules there are fixed, and no one else can exert large-scale control over them."

Thinking of this, Ivan affirmed: "Eldin's words just now also confirmed this rule, saying that this place is run by three witches, and that they said run, not control."

"Since there's a witch running the operation, there's bound to be a lot of magic potions involved."

"I have a fairly good cauldron, and I also possess extensive experience in using potions that others don't have—"

After a pause, Ivan added, "And technique!"

"As long as you understand the rules there, it's not impossible to go."

"And since we are in a dream world—"

Thinking of this, Ivan snorted, "It's not like I'm without backers in the Dreamland!"

Then Evan returned home, took his cauldron, thought for a moment, and put the kitten directly into the cauldron. Finally, he held the two of them together in his arms.

Then Ivan found Gust.

"Please keep an eye on my house, so it doesn't get robbed again."

Gust sighed, "I already know what happened before. I'll have someone else take care of things."

"We generally conduct observations at night and sleep during the day."

"My activity time is from dusk to dawn."

Ivan sighed inwardly, "What a reclusive old man with his days and nights reversed!"

After thanking him, Evan headed west, leaving Guding Street and entering the wilderness.

After activating his Demon Hunter Vision to confirm that no one else was around, he immediately donned the Shadow Cloak and spread his wings.

He didn't have time to buy a ticket, so he climbed up to a height of 300 meters, determined the direction of New Haven, and rushed towards it.

By 5:30 p.m., it was completely dark.

Braving the frigid air high in the sky, Ivan was covered in frost, looking like a snowman.

A pair of golden vertical pupils were hidden behind the ice shell.

Fortunately, he had plenty of warmth in his chest, and the little orange cat was now nestled in the cauldron, wrapped up warmly, and in quite good condition.

After arriving at the outskirts of the city, he landed from the sky, shaking off all the frost and ice flowers on his body. Evan was too lazy to take off his cloak and began to sprint through the city at an extremely fast speed.

In the darkness, the gas lamps and newly installed electric lights mingled along the streets of New Haven, casting dappled patterns on the snow-covered streets.

Wyvern, draped in a cloak of shadow, darted past amidst the lights without disturbing a single passerby.

Ten minutes later, Ivan arrived at the entrance of the Armitage Museum.

Removing his cloak from the shadows, Ivan, clutching the crucible, rushed into the museum, his body radiating cold.

At that moment, Miller on the first floor was smiling as he told a few young people the history of an artifact.

He was somewhat surprised to see Ivan suddenly appear, then expertly pointed to the stairwell.

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Evan smiled and nodded, then quickly went up the stairs to the second floor, where he saw Richard push open the door with a look of shock on his face.

Richard was shocked to see Ivan's face, which was red from the cold, and the frost clinging to his hair, eyebrows, and eyelashes.

"Evan, what are you doing here—Master, what brings you here?"

"You got here so fast!?"

Richard had set off an hour and a half earlier than Evan, but because he had to wait for the bus, he had only arrived twenty minutes earlier.

Ivan grinned: "Speed ​​is of the essence in war. I made a major discovery, so I rushed over!"

Richard then welcomed the chilly Ivan into his office. Armitage was somewhat surprised that Ivan had come so quickly.

"Doctor, how did your discussion go?"

Ivan put the crucible down, and the kitten curiously poked its head out, its green eyes scanning the warm room.

Armitage said with a grave expression, "It's basically confirmed that it's the Twilight Rose Sanatorium."

"Currently, it is controlled by a mysterious person known as the 'Radiant Witch Chakra.'"

"It's unclear whether she's male or female, but her rank is lord."

"That place is located on an island between the Southern Sea and Oriab."

"Over the years, quite a few extraordinary individuals have indeed died there, but they have an excellent reputation among ordinary people."

"Ordinary people don't know that place is a dream world; they all treat it as a fairytale-like journey and learning experience."

Richard said with a grim expression, "The Doctor's Realm of Truth doesn't reach that area. To get there, you can only do so through certain specific rituals."

"However, the doctor didn't have the relevant ceremony, so I'm preparing to go back and investigate."

Armitage leaned back in his chair and added, "You can think of this supernatural realm left behind by those in power as a locked warehouse."

"For outsiders to get in, they either have to find the right key or smash this place up."

"I can't smash this place, and I can't force my way in, since it involves the fundamental rules of the Dream Realm."

Evan didn't beat around the bush and quickly revealed the details of his investigation.

Both of them were quite surprised and delighted to hear this.

Richard grabbed Ivan by the shoulder and roared.

"Fantastic! Ivan! You did a fantastic job!"

Dr. Armitage was also quite surprised and satisfied with Ivan's current network of connections.

He then turned to look at the crucible in Evan's hand and immediately knew what the kid was planning.

"Are you going in to hold a ceremony?"

Ivan nodded: "I've figured out the relevant precautions. I just hope you can save my life at a critical moment."

After a moment's thought, Armitage said, "You are indeed the most suitable person to go."

"You possess a special talent related to potions, and those witches will likely be very interested in you and won't be willing to kill you."

After a pause, Armitage said meaningfully, "You even have the blood of a witch in you."

"Your ancestor was first persecuted because she showed signs of being a witch."

"However, she eventually completely concealed her talent through a pact with an Outer God."

Hearing this, Evan's heart skipped a beat: "Doctor, do you think it's possible that their attack on Hill was aimed at me?"

Armitage shook his head: "I've already investigated the reason, and it wasn't directed at you."

"Do you remember when Hill was being promoted, he was deciphering a related ciphertext?"

Evan nodded: "Yes, I heard from my senior sister that it seems to be a legal secret."

"At that time, she was driven to the brink of mental collapse, and legal provisions would automatically echo in her mind."

Armitage nodded: "The cipher hidden inside this law book was left behind by that powerful witch."

"His power is very special, and he didn't want it to be lost, so he hid it in these books."

Ivan was taken aback: "Wait—him?"

Armitage nodded casually, as if it were a common occurrence.

"Well, this witch is a man; after all, women can't be judges."

Evan sighed, thinking to himself, "I'm not even surprised."

Armitage continued, "And Hill—this kid has some special talents, and he's prone to developing excessive resonance."

"This resonance allows her to master extraordinary powers very quickly, with very few side effects."

"But at the same time, it also makes it easier to attract the attention and covetousness of other beings."

Richard then chimed in, "These witches used the knowledge left behind by their predecessors to find the successor of that judge, Hill."

"Then, taking advantage of her parents' terrifying control over Hill, the deception was completed."

"Their ultimate goal now is to train Hill into a new witch."

Ivan nodded knowingly: "I understand. Was my plan feasible?"

Armitage nodded: "That works!"

Armitage then went to the next room and searched around for a while.

A minute later, he took out a palm-sized tattered page from inside.

The pages are made of a rather unique material; they feel like leather to the touch.

The text on it is incomplete and blurred, yellowed and dull, with some cracks, exuding an ancient texture that has been weathered by time.

Armitage took a deep breath and said seriously, "This is a small, damaged fragment from the Necronomicon, containing unparalleled supernatural power."

"I have carried this fragment with me for over thirty years, and my spirituality has become completely integrated with it."

"At the same time, I can also control the extraordinary power within it for my own use."

"After you enter the sanatorium through the ceremony, I will go directly to the Dreamland to observe you."

"If you encounter any danger, you can directly infuse your spirituality into it. The power within can temporarily tear apart the rules of the sanatorium and resonate with me at the same time."

"At that time, I will be able to get you back."

Upon hearing that the doctor really had a solution, Evan felt a surge of excited trembling and thrill, and carefully took the tattered page with both hands.

He had heard the name of the Necronomicon countless times back on Earth.

Although he didn't know what was recorded inside or where it came from.

But he knew this thing was awesome.

"Doctor! You're fucking reliable!!"

At this moment, Armitage was like Doraemon to Ivan.

Richard paused for a moment and then asked, "What if they search us?"

Armitage, who was laughing halfway through, suddenly fell into deep thought.

Ivan grinned and said, "I have a plan!"

"By the way, Doctor, this thing shouldn't be corroded by regular bodily fluids, right?"

Armitage smiled and said, "Of course, not to mention conventional methods, even a lord-level supernatural power wouldn't be able to destroy this fragment."

Looking at Ivan's expression, he immediately understood: "You want to eat it and hide it in your stomach, right? A brilliant idea!"

Ivan smiled mysteriously: "That's fine then."

Then everyone began to make preparations.

Armitage asked Ivan what kind of potion he needed.

Ivan already had a Lion, and he also ordered a bottle of Insight Potion and a dose of Stampede Potion.

Then Ivan asked Armitage for some materials and, behind closed doors, refined two portions of high-grade ghoul feed.

As Aiden mentioned before, taking or sacrificing new potions that other humans have not used before is more effective.

After finishing, Ivan immediately ate a serving of ghoul food.

[You have consumed an incomplete ghoul premium fodder. Effects last: 20 minutes.]

[Effect: During the duration of the drug's effects, you will be recognized as one of the ghouls.]

[Reversal progress: 40 hours.]

Then, he stuffed the three bottles of potions and the fragments of the Necronomicon into his rectum.

"It's a bit too deep—it's slightly swollen—"

"Fortunately, the body's flexibility played a big role."

In the bathroom, Evan carefully examined the area.

"It's alright, I've gotten used to it."

"I now have incredibly precise control over my body."

"The fragments of the Necronomicon are placed at the very back; when necessary, they can be infused with spiritual energy through the intestines."

After carefully examining it, Ivan nodded and said, "Perfect!"

After everything was settled, Ivan walked out of the bathroom. Meanwhile, Armitage had already completed the setup of the magic array and the preparation of materials in his magic workshop.

A circle of intricate runes was drawn on the ground with some kind of silver-gray powder, with a few faint lights embedded between the runes.

Richard then hung the potion pouch he had prepared beforehand on Ivan's body.

This includes some common magic potions.

For example, Ironblood, Shark, Gecko, Basic Blasphemy, Purifying Potion —

These were all things Evan requested, his purpose being to allow them to search him, to confuse them.

"Be careful!" Richard said solemnly, giving Ivan a big hug.

Ivan, holding the cauldron, sat in the middle of the magic circle and put the high-grade ghoul feed he had prepared into it.

Armitage sensed the ghoul aura emanating from Ivan and sighed, "Where did they get this recipe from?!"

The two then closed the door and left.

Ivan took a deep breath and bowed his head to recite.

"To inspire wisdom in the darkness of ancient ignorance!"

"To ignite a spark from the chaos of all things!"

"Ah, the wise and beautiful witch,"

"To become a beautiful dream, to become dust, to become night, to become a wish—"

"Please dwell in heaven and earth, please dwell in dreams—"

As Ivan continued chanting, the surrounding magic circles began to light up brightly.

An unseen force began to draw upon the potion in the center, and an eerie shadow began to loom around Ivan.

Finally, everything converged into that brass crucible—

"This is offered!"

As the last sentence ended, a flash of light appeared, and Ivan, along with his cauldron and the potion inside, vanished into thin air.

After sensing the end of the magic, Armitage and Richard pushed open the door.

"The ritual was a success!" Armitage's voice was full of certainty as he sensed the lingering effects of the magic.

May the truth protect you!

Meanwhile, on the other side.

In a dizzying moment, Evan felt an invisible force licking every part of his body.

They licked everything clean—clothes, underwear, potions—and so on.

When Evan opened his eyes while holding the crucible, he found himself in a dimly lit stone castle.

The surroundings were dark, with only a few torches burning dimly on the wall, their flickering light illuminating the rough stone wall.

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The air was filled with the distinctive smell of a medieval castle, a mixture of dampness and musty odors, along with the stench of urine.

[WARNING! The constraint of a superior's remnant soul has been detected. Do not violate the rules of this place!]

The moment they landed, a notification appeared on the panel.

Immediately afterwards, a hazy and alluring voice echoed in his mind.

"Your identity is that of a sunny, cheerful, and innocent potions apprentice~"

"Little one, get to work and please the witch!"

"It's time to deliver the potion to the princess."