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

Chapter 206 The local superhumans are too unruly.

Gust was very happy. At this moment, he was using his supernatural abilities, which he had now fully fused with two and a half of, to observe the entire Guding Street.

"Arkham! You're truly my best friend for life!"

If he wants to become a master, he needs to conduct sustained and comprehensive observation of a region in order to perfectly integrate his three characteristics.

He had previously successfully integrated two extraordinary characteristics by operating Guding Street, observing people's births, aging, illnesses, and deaths, and predicting their daily fortunes and the likelihood of events.

Now, for the final step in this integration, he needs to observe the complete growth trajectory of an expert.

For Gusteau now, Ivan is the greatest gift the All-Seeing Eye has ever given him in his life.

Since that sudden change that night, in less than two months, this kid has become a Witcher, then an apprentice, and now an expert.

Faced with this extraordinary change and the direct assistance it provided, Gust's extraordinary characteristics have been integrated very smoothly.

Only the final kick remains!

As Evan moved back and forth on the outskirts of Guding Street at an extremely fast speed today, Guster clearly noticed that the kid had become much stronger.

He didn't know the details of the method, but he did know that Ivan now possessed a special ability to move quickly.

This means that Evan may now possess four extraordinary abilities.

Three of them are complete, while the fourth is unknown.

"By the all-seeing eye above! We've finally reached this point!"

Muttering to himself, tears slowly streamed from Gusteau's cloudy, completely blind eyes.

"Given Arkham's current strength and potential, it indicates that he is backed by a rather complex faction."

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"At least that Night Owl Shadow from the Special Operations Team has been here these past few days."

"This means that in the event of a future disaster, I will not need to abandon my home, and we now have the ability and qualification to protect Guding Street."

Gust is not an idle superhuman; he is backed by a rather mysterious and relatively broad organization called the Eye of Horus.

The organization originated in Egypt and worships Horus, the ancient sky god.

The organization is led by prophets and has members all over the world for many years.

Their main task is to observe the overall structure of the world and then report back to the organization.

At the same time, they integrate their own vision and projections for the future, compare them with the organization's core, and make some kind of special revisions.

Gust's position in the Eye of Horus is not very high.

In the entire six-tiered organization, he has now barely made it to the second tier, with the title of Guardian Eye.

He had received a warning from the organization about a week ago.

He said that a disaster with a very large impact might occur in Bolton City, which has already affected Guding Street, where he is currently located.

They also gave him advance notice so that he could evacuate immediately if necessary.

But Gust did not want to withdraw.

Not to mention that he is now just one step away from becoming a master here.

He has lived in this place for over twenty years. He was born in this area, then traveled elsewhere, and eventually returned to the place where he was born.

Gust had an incredibly deep affection for this neighborhood.

So as long as his life isn't in danger, he doesn't want to give up this place.

Just as Gust was pondering this, the needle-shaped sun that represented Ivan reappeared in his field of vision.

He could see that the needle-shaped sun was draped in a hazy black veil, which must be some kind of magical artifact that could conceal its tracks.

With his current spiritual vision of 25 points, he could barely see through the concealment of this magical artifact.

"It's actually a concealment artifact that requires spiritual vision to see. Judging from its aura and style, it should belong to the ghouls."

"It seems that the ghouls who chased after his senior sister last time were wiped out by this kid."

"Hmm? This seems a bit unusual."

At this point, Gust noticed something unusual about the previously arranged circular needles.

Two syringes were found to be filled with black material, which distorted their shape and caused them to bulge outwards.

"Is there some kind of special power contained within his body?"

"Interesting! I wonder how he absorbs power?"

"Should I carry it with me using a special magical artifact? Or should I brew it into a special potion and bottle it?"

"Or perhaps some kind of seal is used to imprison it within one's own spirit?"

"What a pity, I've already lost my sight—"

"That would look incredibly cool and spectacular, wouldn't it?"

At this moment, Ivan was vomiting and having diarrhea.

He first used his squirrel-like cheeks to spit all the pieces of food from his mouth onto the floor.

Then, while rubbing his cheeks, which had been torn and deformed, he held his breath and expelled the fragments from his rectum.

"Mmmmmm!!!!"

The entire expulsion process is quite painful.

You could see that Evan's face was flushed red and the veins on his forehead were bulging, giving the impression that he had been constipated for four or five days.

"It's time to find a completely new extraordinary characteristic to accommodate it."

At this moment, Ivan exerted effort while simultaneously thinking.

At the entrance to the bathroom, the now-grown orange tabby cat squatted there, tilting its head.

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Then, looking at the broken pieces on the ground, the little orange cat went over and sniffed them, then turned its head and began to make a burying motion with its front paws, looking disgusted.

A few minutes later.

"call!"

After emptying his body of all its contents, Evan let out a long sigh of relief.

After cleaning the tattered page of the Necronomicon slightly, he put it back deep into his rectum.

This thing is crucial to my survival, and for a long time to come, it needs to be hidden in this most secret place.

After everything was settled, Ivan looked at the mountain of idol stones piled up in the living room and fell into deep thought.

"There's a lot of stuff, it's getting in the way. I can take it to David when I have time."

"You chicken~!"

After working late into the night, Evan took a shower and lay comfortably in bed.

At that moment, he pulled the little orange cat into his arms, and through its soft fur, Evan could feel the immense vitality emanating from its body.

At this moment, the secondary brain silently appeared from the palm, forming a stethoscope, and was attached to the orange cat's back.

In harmony with the resonance of the orange cat's own spirituality, Evan detected no extraordinary characteristics in the cat's body at this moment.

"So, this special power isn't a condensation of some extraordinary property, but rather pure energy?"

"Like the yolk and white inside a bird's egg?"

"Then what is this thing for? Don't tell me that what I just stole was the so-called skeletal saint's milk bottle!"

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Ivan muttered something under his breath, and the purified secondary brain formed a mass of black mud, hiding in the crevice as a vigilant entity.

Then Evan cuddled the cat and quickly fell asleep.

Meanwhile, in a remote cave in the suburbs, a woman dressed in a black robe and wearing a sheep's head mask stood in a messy cave.

Looking at the brass corpses scattered on the ground, and the base where all the stone fragments had suddenly disappeared after being smashed, a pair of blue eyes beneath the mask were filled with doubt and contemplation.

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"That's strange. Which faction of superhumans is so bored?"

"It's one thing to steal the nutrient solution from the Bone Saint, but I can also understand why he smashed the statue."

"After you smashed the statue, you even took away the fragments. What's wrong with your brain?"

When she first realized that this place had been attacked, she was surprised.

Because this place is quite secluded and has undergone considerable spiritual isolation.

For so long, none of the superhuman factions in the city have discovered it.

I thought everything was foolproof, but today I was attacked.

When she arrived, she saw the expert demon with its head smashed, and two apprentice mages killed.

The woman could tell that the battle was one-sided, with the enemy killing them almost instantly.

Furthermore, the aura emanating from the other party was also very peculiar; the aura left all over their body was that of a ghoul!

There were no traceable spiritual remnants.

Finally, as she made her way to the inner side, she saw the completely vanished statue and fragments of materials, and the woman finally couldn't help but curse a few times.

Then she looked around again and noticed the fire on the ground and signs that the cabinet in the corner had been ransacked.

"This guy didn't just leave after succeeding; instead, he's here brewing potions!?"

"The world is going to the dogs! Now anyone can become a superhuman!"

"Why do you have no method or strategy when you do things?"

"The superhumans in Bolton City are really unruly."

Unfortunately, the woman didn't know much about potions. After briefly noting down what she saw, her gaze fell on the bronze corpse on the ground.

Then she raised her hand, which was gloved with black leather, and countless bolts of electricity danced back and forth between her palms.

Then, under her control, the electric current created a special gravitational field that actually combined the bronze corpses on the ground into a brass centipede made of human bodies.

The brass centipede is about two meters wide and forty meters long, and its limbs on both sides are composed of human hands and legs.

Under the woman's control, the brass centipede thrashed its tail back and forth, its immense destructive power causing the entire interior mine shaft to collapse.

The woman then sat on the back of the brass centipede and left the abandoned mine at an extremely fast speed.

Once she was in the darkness, her eyes followed the darkness and looked up at the sky.

"It can even fly? Did it calculate that I wouldn't be able to track the spiritual traces in the sky?"

At this point, the woman stroked her chin: "She exudes the aura of a ghoul, seems to be proficient in ghoul-based potions, and can even fly—"

"Could it be some traitorous gargoyle!?"

"Forget it, let Sap worry about this."

"The bishop only asked me to help deal with those bronze-armored fanatics who belong to the Healing Church."

"I have no interest in anything unnecessary."

The next morning, when Evan got up, the first thing he did was look at the big orange cat in his arms.

As you can see, this orange cat is quite well-behaved now, having slept in its own bed all night, and is now stretching its back with its paw raised.

Outwardly, it was no different from a regular cat, and there were no abnormalities in its body or signs of mental instability.

Ivan nodded in satisfaction: "Good, good! It seems the danger period has passed."

Ivan then glanced at the panel; the reversal effect from yesterday had already appeared.

You reversed the side effects of the improved protective potion.

Your bone density has increased, resulting in a permanent improvement of 0.005 in physical fitness.

Your blood quality has improved by 20% for 12 hours.

Upon seeing the notification on the panel, Ivan jumped up excitedly.

"The side effects are quite low; that is to say, the negative effects are a permanent decrease in bone density and a 20% decrease in blood quality within 12 hours."

"The overall effect is similar to that of a basic temporary potion."

Ivan then carefully considered the side effects.

"Lower bone density—isn't that similar to osteoporosis?"

"Is it possible to restore lost bone density through specialized calcium supplements and related dietary nutrients?"

"Great! We can now move on to the practical application stage!"

After seeing the effects of the potion, Evan changed into a well-fitting men's winter outfit with fur and velvet.

A dark wool coat with a soft fur trim around the collar.

Inside, he wore a sharp three-piece suit with a vest, a thick cashmere scarf around his neck, and a matching men's winter hat on his head.

He exuded a neat and presentable demeanor.

After preparing breakfast for the cat, Evan went downstairs and ate a breakfast that cost seventy cents, then packed another seventy-cent breakfast to go and bought some potion ingredients along the way.

After breakfast, Ivan used the materials at hand to refine a total of 16 protective potions that looked like calcium tablets.

After finishing breakfast in two separate places, Evan took the cat and quickly went out.

Ivan's first stop was the David's house in the west of the city.

Since the school starts its Christmas break on the 23rd, and the holiday lasts until January 4th, he has plenty of free time. (Note 1)

Forty minutes later, Evan arrived at David's house and saw David wearing a winter fur coat, hurrying out.

David was overjoyed to see Ivan return. He quickly went up to him, gave him a hug, and then handed him a hammer.

"Want to try some?"

Ivan didn't stand on ceremony, taking the food and putting it in his mouth. While chewing, he asked, "The Doctor must have told you about Hill's situation, right?"

David nodded, gave a thumbs up, and said, "Well done! You truly inherited your teacher's extraordinary qualities; you're incredibly reliable!"

Evan stood on tiptoe and peeked inside, but didn't see Richard and Erlon. "I heard from the Doctor that you've been very busy lately?"

David nodded as he chewed: "Recently, for some reason, there have been a lot of potion-related accidents in the city."

"Our initial assessment is that someone is deliberately using these difficult potion cases to distract the task force."

"But we still haven't been able to find the source."

Hearing this, Ivan's eyes lit up: "Potions are flooding the market? That's a good thing!"

David sighed as he looked at the strange expression on Ivan's face.

He's gotten used to this guy's mental state now.

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