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

Chapter 236 A New Profession! Gold Begins to Flow! (Seeking Monthly Tickets)

Evan pinched Parker's beard and looked past his big yellow teeth at the silk-spitting gland in his mouth.

"The mutation process is relatively positive, and there has been no excessive loss of control."

Evan is now considered a seasoned witcher with a wealth of knowledge.

Especially after seeing the experimental data on the burrowing worms, Evan had basically concluded that...

Parker has now been implanted with some incomplete supernatural abilities, forming a special kind of modified body.

These modified individuals cannot pursue normal professions, but they possess special abilities that ordinary people do not have.

Its essence is the same as those magical synthetic beasts, only it is currently in the first stage.

In the burrowing worm experiment, Parker's current state is only in the first stage.

After completing the mutation, the burrowing worm will sew various monster limbs onto the person taking the potion, thereby amplifying the bestial effects of the potion.

Ivan reached out and pinched the jet-black silk thread: "It's quite tough, with very faint supernatural properties, similar to regular spider silk."

"It seems that the source of this batch of experiments is also related to burrowing insects."

Ivan still clearly remembers the poor old lady and her grandson from back then.

The grandson was transformed into a rat by a burrowing worm, while the grandmother at that time mutated into a spider.

With a flick of his cane, he severed the spider silk from Parker's mouth.

Ivan grabbed it from both sides, then punched it with all his might with his right fist.

In silence, Ivan realized that, with his current physical condition, he had not managed to break the spider silk.

"That's interesting!"

Then Evan's bronze palm transformed into a hand blade, severing it quite easily.

"It's similar to normal spider silk, able to withstand a lot of blunt force impacts, but it has little resistance to sharp weapons."

After determining the nature of the spider silk, Evan crouched down to examine the thick phlegm on the ground, his golden vertical pupils analyzing it precisely.

"Normal sputum has no extraordinary characteristics or pathological features."

"This characteristic did not have any negative impact on his body."

"As his body grows stronger and mutates, his immune system is gradually expelling the tar from his lungs, which is why he is coughing so violently at this stage."

After examining the black sputum, Evan stood up and looked at the dazed Parker.

"Based on the description just now, Parker is currently unable to accept his own changes and believes that he is mentally unstable."

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"His suddenly heightened senses of touch, hearing, and sight made him believe that it was all an illusion."

As he spoke, Ivan raised his hand and placed it on Parker's neck, infusing it with a touch of spirituality.

The actual result surprised Ivan quite a bit.

"That's interesting. The inside of the body is quite clean, with no signs of any animalistic rampage."

"Aside from a slight decrease in self-awareness due to the medication, all the changes are positive, with no side effects or negative consequences!?"

Thinking of this, Evan stroked his chin and sat down, his mind racing.

"Why is this happening? Is Uncle Parker's constitution special!?"

"Normally speaking, normal people cannot withstand bestiality. Even a small amount of magic potion or even some aura can directly cause mutation and loss of control."

"Could it be—the subconscious!?"

At this moment, Evan thought of Parker's description.

During a demonstration he led, he gained the recognition and respect of his fellow workers.

"In other words, Parker, who possesses extraordinary strength, gained the public's recognition and respect when he led a protest march."

"It was precisely this public approval and subconscious support that helped Parker survive the most dangerous phase of the mutation!"

"The people's expectations, combined with the extraordinary characteristics of the monster, converged within one person's body—"

Thinking of this, Ivan suddenly felt an indescribable sense of dread rising within him, even giving him goosebumps all over his body.

"Isn't this just the prototype of a profession?!"

Thinking about this, Ivan felt as if he had discovered a whole new world.

"Beneath a sign—there's actually room for other professions!?"

Feeling he had made a great discovery, Evan hoisted Parker onto his back, donned the Shadow Cloak, and sped toward the Anglican reception area under the Healing Church.

Ten minutes later, just as Evan was about to go in to look for someone, he found Miller standing on the side of the street, wearing a black coat and looking at the scene in the distance.

At this moment, some workers seemed to be having a dispute with the boss, and they were making a ruckus in front of a store.

Two burly men stood at the shop entrance, blocking the workers from entering and threatening them viciously.

Then the boss came out, and after discussing a few words with these people with a calm smile, the workers gradually dispersed, muttering resentfully.

"Mr. Rolf," Ivan asked curiously, "what are you looking at?"

Although their last encounter was quite brief, Evan learned that Miller was a master financier.

Miller snapped out of his reverie, looked at Ivan who was carrying no one, smiled, and said, "I'm observing the relationship between these small business owners and the lower-level laborers."

"Thinking about how to further balance and punish the capitalists' tumor-like development trend through this supply and demand relationship."

Hearing this, Ivan blinked. Back on Earth, he couldn't even understand the most basic stocks, let alone these deeper concepts.

He then turned to the side, revealing some of Parker behind him, and said.

"This is an uncle of mine from the neighborhood. I've discovered something quite unusual about him. Could you help me contact Dr. Armitage?"

Miller immediately stopped smiling and nodded when he heard that he needed to contact Armitage.

He then took Ivan into the Anglican Church, borrowed the phone there, and dialed Armitage.

It was a wooden crank telephone hanging on the wall. Miller cranked the handle and whispered into the receiver to connect to the switchboard.

Ivan didn't go into too much detail, only saying that Parker seemed to have been contaminated by a special potion, and he didn't know what to do about it, so he needed Armitage's help.

Armitage also understood the veiled meaning in Ivan's words: "It's still early, buy your tickets and come over as soon as possible."

Miller then drove the carriage to take Evan and Parker to the station.

After the two booked a private room, Miller did not come back with them.

In Miller's words, he still had some business to finish.

Four hours later, Ivan arrived at Armitage's museum without incident.

After gently placing Parker on the bed upstairs, Evan shared his analysis.

As Armitage listened to the analysis, he reached out and gave Parker a thorough examination.

"You've examined him very thoroughly. There's no trace of bestiality left in Mr. Parker's body—and the overall abnormalities are all in a positive state."

After confirming the results of Ivan's examination, Armitage sat down in a chair, habitually took off his glasses, and wiped the lenses with the corner of his vest while thinking.

"It seems my earlier guess was half right."

Ivan asked curiously, "What do you mean?"

Armitage put on his glasses: "I thought that as society develops, entirely new paths and landmarks will emerge."

"But this direction seems to be wrong."

Evan scratched his head: "If there are no new symbols, then how should these professions appear?"

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Armitage's eyes gleamed with the excitement and exhilaration of discovering new knowledge; his usually calm eyes now seemed to be ignited with the flame of youth.

"They are all professions below the gold standard; they share a common marker!"

Ivan's eyes widened slightly upon hearing this: "This—this isn't in accordance with the rules, is it?"

Armitage stood up abruptly, transforming from the usually composed and rigid old scholar into someone full of vigor.

"I was wrong before! Gold is a symbol, unlike anything else!"

"Other symbols are specific and clear! Gold is different!"

"Gold doesn't just symbolize a normal metal; it symbolizes all wealth!"

At this point, Armitage stared intently at Ivan.

"Wealth is tradable; wealth is transformable!"

"Wealth isn't just about money and gold! Knowledge, labor, and raw materials! These are all forms of wealth!"

Armitage reached out and grabbed Ivan's shoulder; the usually gentle old man was now as excited as a young boy.

"Your discovery is crucial and prescient!"

"Through this discovery, I corrected some of my past mistakes."

"New professions will emerge, but they will all belong to the Golden Guard!"

"This era is the golden age, and the struggle for the power of gold is the most intense ever!"

"Judges, factory owners, financiers! These three professions are not the ultimate form of gold!"

Upon hearing this, Ivan's eyes lit up.

He was able to clearly understand what Armitage had just meant.

"You mean that these three professions representing capitalists are still a transitional phase?"

"Within the realm of gold, new professions can still emerge, and these professions can grow stronger by seizing the authority of others?"

"Take the collapse of the Sapp Group, for example. In this chaos, Uncle Parker stepped forward and became the leader of the protests!"

"Then, due to the gold vacuum left by the factory owner's death, these workers, who were already part of Sap's wealth, will spontaneously gather their trust in Uncle Parker."

"Uncle Parker thus amassed enough 'worker wealth' to form a profession due to his extraordinary physical abilities!?"

Snapped!

Armitage snapped his fingers, his face approving, and said, "That's right, Arkham! Your analysis is spot on!"

"What I admire most about you is your adaptability and flexibility in accepting new things!"

As he said this, a hint of emotion crossed his face.

"You should know that many people take what they see and the knowledge and rules they learn for the first time as eternal and unchanging truths."

"Once these things are challenged, they are unwilling to accept that kind of progressive, unknown change, and will fight at all costs."

Protect these old things!

Ivan grinned: "Isn't this the most classic example of a reactionary?!"

Armitage was taken aback: "Reactionaries—reactionaries—the faction opposed to change?"

"Hahaha! What an incredibly accurate summary!"

Armitage smiled and patted Ivan's shoulder forcefully, expressing his approval and affirmation.

"Arkham, I must say, you truly are a genius!"

"Although you usually seem a bit silly and naive!"

"But he always manages to inadvertently utter some theories and terms of immense value!"

"Reactionaries—haha, what a novel and accurate term!"

"The precision of this term is far more powerful and hits the nail on the head than the previous Conservative Party and Royalist Party."

Evan scratched his head but didn't say anything.

After all, he couldn't say that he learned the word from another world.

After giving his approval, Armitage looked at Parker, who had a blank expression.

"Judging from the changes in Mr. Parker, if new professions emerge in the future, they will inevitably challenge the authority and resources of the three existing professions."

"Although I don't know where these professions originated or what they should be called."

"But what is certain is that in this golden age, these professions will all be born under the symbol of gold."

Many names flashed through Evan's mind instantly, but he didn't say anything.

The situation is still uncertain, and Evan doesn't want to create anything too futuristic.

"Doctor, Uncle Parker shouldn't have any health problems afterward, right?"

Armitage paused for a moment before saying, "The situation is stable now, there are no major problems, but some flaws are likely to emerge."

"The specific defects will require Mr. Parker to conduct detailed tests in the future."

"My advice to you is that as long as Parker doesn't cause too much harm to ordinary people, don't interfere excessively with Mr. Parker's future life."

"Excessive attention to the evolution of new professions will only have some very negative effects."

Ivan nodded in understanding: "Then how should I explain these powers within him?"

Armitage shook his head: "No explanation is needed. Parker will gradually return to normal as the physical changes are completed."

"Just as I guided you at the beginning, I also hope that you can guide him without excessive interference."

Ivan nodded: "Understood."

After discussing Parker with Armitage, Evan asked with some curiosity.

"Doctor, what do I need to prepare for the training at the University of Michigan?"

Armitage shook his head: "Whenever you have time."

"The training wasn't anything particularly important; it was just some basic rules for investigators and some advanced stuff related to potions."

"And information about your identity and lineage, and the current residence of your ancestor."

"I'll pay you a visit while I'm at it."

P.S.: Grandma will be very happy if you visit her with your monthly pass!

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