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

Ivan is very content now.

Large amounts of fat, carbohydrates, and sugar entered his body.

After passing through the digestive system, which has been enhanced by the Devourer of the Stars, it is quickly converted into the energy needed by the body.

Some energy that is not currently needed is stored in the blood, which accounts for 852.1% of its mass.

"Alright! Now that the most important main quest is complete, it's time to check out the other side quests!"

As he spoke, he put on his shirt, twirled his cane, and hummed a little tune as he walked out of the washroom.

"After all, you need to be well-fed and watered before you have the energy to work!"

He strode out of the restroom and saw Ryan waiting for him at the door.

You could see that the seasoned witcher still had an awkward expression on his face. He coughed and stepped forward to say something.

"Mr. Arkham... your mental fortitude is the most outstanding and excellent among all the extraordinary individuals I have ever seen."

As he spoke, Ryan's face was full of admiration: "What kind of courage and wisdom allowed you to say those words so calmly?"

Without changing his expression, Ivan said righteously, "Of course it's because of poverty and hunger."

"Huh?" Upon hearing this answer, Renn suddenly felt a bit confused.

What does saying such things have to do with poverty and hunger?

Before Ryan could think too much about it, Evan changed the subject, patting him on the shoulder and saying, "Alright, now that the important business is done, it's time to go check on those little mice."

Upon hearing this, Renn's eye twitched slightly.

He never imagined that Ivan's main purpose in coming here... was actually for this eating contest!?

"As expected of a famous genius in Bolton City, his way of thinking is beyond the comprehension of ordinary people like me."

"Putting the awkward scene behind me for the moment," Ryan said quickly.

"You're referring to the recent rat-eaten case in the west of the city, right?"

Ivan nodded: "Do you have any special news?"

Renn sighed with regret, "That area is on the edge of the old money district, not a place that we witchers without connections can get close to."

"There are generally two groups of people who carry out law enforcement related to the supernatural there: one is the official special operations team, and the other is people from the Chamber of Commerce."

At this point, Ryan solemnly warned, "However, this matter is rather strange, so you should be careful."

"Whether in legends or in today's dream world, rats symbolize plague and misfortune, but an individual rat is insignificant to a superhuman."

"With my limited knowledge, I cannot imagine any deity having anything to do with rats."

"But now that the people from the Chamber of Commerce and the special operations team don't want to take action, I feel like there's some kind of conspiracy going on here."

Ivan hummed in agreement: "Thank you for your suggestion."

The two talked as they left the street and boarded a tram to the west of the city.

Given the potential dangers, Evan refused Raine's subsequent request to lead the way.

After all, if he encountered any real danger, Ivan had many ways to escape.

But if I also have to protect Renn, that would be very troublesome.

Raine also knew that his combat ability was far inferior to Ivan's.

Finally, after giving Ivan his home address and saying a blessing, he got off the bus when they passed through the city center.

The rest of the journey was filled with stops and starts. At 2:30 p.m., Evan finally arrived at his destination after a long and winding journey.

This is Hancock Hill, the highest point in the entire city.

Looking around, there are dense forests and quiet paths everywhere.

The residents here are mostly wealthy people with good family backgrounds, as well as a small number of professionals.

For example, a famous surgeon or a top lawyer.

Those who can live here generally own a rather grand villa, surrounded by a large area of ​​woodland.

The fact that the Ewerx family owns a family house here is enough to demonstrate the family's former glory.

With his feet on the gravel path, Evan followed the dark path forward.

About ten minutes later, we saw a rather rustic manor.

It was a villa built around 1860, with a red brick main body and a steep, folded roof.

The house is flanked by towering towers and protruding bay windows, and above the main entrance is an exquisite triangular lintel.

The scale and craftsmanship of this manor alone offer a glimpse into the former wealth of the Ewerx family.

However, the once luxurious and spacious villa courtyard is now overgrown with weeds due to lack of maintenance.

The old cast iron gate was covered in rust, and although it has been recently repolished, it is still full of pits and bumps.

The walls on both sides of the courtyard were covered with various vines, and the trees on both sides were tall and dense, making it impossible for ordinary people to see what was inside.

The spacious courtyard was mostly overgrown with weeds.

Only a few narrow paths in the middle were recently temporarily opened up, leading directly to the old villa located in the middle.

The villa was surrounded by police tape, but there was no one guarding it.

Seeing that no one was around, Ivan immediately activated his Demon Hunter Vision.

Looking around, there were no traces of anything extraordinary about the entire villa's exterior.

Only on the walls surrounding the villa were there some black spots that resembled supernatural marks.

He walked along, swinging his cane and humming a cheerful tune.

"It's a wonderful night. I've prepared a jar of fine wine, the Iron Wall of Jiangdong! The natural barrier of the Yangtze River..."

This posture doesn't resemble someone heading to a haunted house; it's more like a homeowner returning from a trip.

As Ivan approached the villa, the two assassins inside simultaneously smirked.

With their prey about to be caught in the net, the two of them quickly began to prepare.

The two were very well prepared for this assassination.

Not only did they spend a lot of money setting up magic arrays and essential oils on their bodies to conceal their aura, but they also did so.

They even used special sacrifices to blend their own aura into the entire house.

They wouldn't be able to do that under normal circumstances.

However, thanks to their employers' help, they were able to utilize the extraordinary energy underground to provide them with shelter.

The two were now fully prepared. Once the brute entered the villa, he would have no chance to fight back.

Just as the two were busy, they suddenly saw Ivan stop outside.

The witcher quickly lowered his voice and asked, "Did this guy discover something?"

At this moment, the owl that emerged from the shadows frowned slightly.

"That shouldn't be the case. Our presence has been completely concealed. He can only sense the scent of those rats."

Just as the two were analyzing the situation, they saw Ivan outside starting to take off his clothes.

He took off his crisp suit, shirt, and leather shoes, then put them all in a bag he somehow got his hands on.

Then, by tucking it into his lower back, the huge bag disappeared.

"What...is he doing?!" Night Owl asked, somewhat bewildered.

The female witch paused for a moment: "It should just be a routine change of clothes."

As the bag disappeared under their watchful eyes, a chubby orange cat was pulled out from behind.

This orange cat was well-fed and plump, and it was wearing a layer of black armor that looked like a soft structure.

After emerging, the cat first stretched its body by sticking out its rear end, then looked at the villa with its pair of golden vertical pupils.

"What a beautiful and powerful familiar!" Upon seeing the orange cat, the demon hunter's face was filled with desire and greed.

The night owl also sensed the extraordinary aura emanating from the orange cat: "Damn it, is this guy going to feed his potions to the cat too?"

"Otherwise, why would this cat also possess such a strong aura of extraordinary power?!"

While the two were staring at the gold, Ivan changed into an old, tattered jacket and work pants.

The once respectable middle-class nobleman was transformed into a dockworker in an instant.

Night Owl hurriedly warned, "Be careful, this guy might possess some kind of spatial storage artifact or extraordinary property!"

The witcher grinned maliciously: "So what? As long as we keep an eye on his hands and don't let him put the potion in his mouth..."

"Could he possibly absorb magic potions from a distance!?"

As the two were talking, Ivan, who had changed his clothes, opened the villa door while holding the cat.

The long, narrow oak door, three meters high, creaked as it let in the light from outside into the dimly lit hall.

Completely different from the outside, the interior of this hall was covered with dense traces of the extraordinary, so many that it was impossible to count them.

Upon entering, Gold immediately went into alert mode, its ears turning into airplane ears and its body transforming into a Spinosaurus form.

"Old Wu~~"

A strange meow came from the golden mouth, echoing continuously in the empty hall.

Just then, a dark shadow flashed by.

Even before Ivan could lift a finger, the gold material transformed into a streak of yellow light and instantly surged forward.

Then, with a snap, the sharp claws seemed to have caught something.

After the gold landed, a rat the size of an adult's fist was seen being pinned under its paws.

This rat was plump and strong, entirely black with blood-red eyes.

Slammed under the golden claws, the enormous body struggled incessantly, even turning its head to bite the golden claws.

Gold was completely unfazed by the ferocious rats.

The next second, its claws suddenly extended and grabbed hard, cutting the rat into several pieces.

"Good cat!" The two people hiding in the shadows were filled with joy.

Upon seeing this, Ivan shouted, "You wasteful thing! Are you just wasting things?!"

Then, under the watchful eyes of the two men, Evan quickly ran over, grabbed the filthy rat, and squeezed it hard.

He squeezed the blood directly into his mouth from those wounds.

After gulping it down, Evan smacked his lips and carefully savored it for a few seconds before nodding, "Tsk tsk! This extraordinary rat blood is much stronger than normal rat blood!"

"One bite and it smells awful but tastes delicious!"

The two assassins, hiding in the shadows, watched as Ivan, right in front of them, relished the sight of sucking the blood of a filthy rat...

Both of them froze on their faces, unsure of how to react.

At this moment, Ivan finally saw some new faces on the panel.

The Copper Plague absorbed the Dark Knowledge Plague, refining the plague clusters.

The copper plague absorbed the human-faced rat parasite, refining the plague cluster.

The copper plague absorbed the pathogens of the disaster, refining the plague clusters.

Upon seeing these three new faces, Ivan immediately used the copper plague to sense the properties of these things.

First, the darkness of knowledge about the plague.

Once this substance takes effect in the human body, it directly attacks the brain, disrupting the individual's self-perception and causing them to fall into chaos.

This plague affects not only humans, but also scavenging animals such as rats and ghouls.

The human-faced rat parasite primarily targets humans.

After entering the target's body, it will multiply rapidly, then distort the target's body structure, transforming it into a monster with a human head and a rat's body.

Upon seeing this, Evan immediately thought of the experiments the burrowing worms had conducted.

"In other words, the main material he used in his experiments was the human-faced rat parasite."

Because Evan only stole memories related to potions.

Therefore, there isn't much detailed information available about experiments outside of potions.

Finally, Ivan looked at the causative agent of the disaster. Its origin was unknown, and the virus itself possessed a powerful degree of disorder.

The effect is simple and brutal: once it enters the target's body, it will directly form a calamity factor within the target's body.

These catastrophic factors destroy all order within the target's body at an extremely rapid pace.

This thing can infect not only humans, but also many other extraordinary creatures such as griffins, bloodthirsty creatures, moon beasts, deep-diving creatures, and trolls.

However, the stronger the target, the slower this thing takes to take effect.

"A single rat carrying so many extraordinary viruses... this place is definitely unusual!"

With these thoughts in mind, Evan prepared to enter the dining room by following the path ahead.

Just as he was passing between the two stairwells... he felt as if he had tripped over something.

quack!

Suddenly, the ground, which had been perfectly flat just moments before, sprang up into two ferocious maws, biting his ankles from both sides.

The moment the trap was triggered, two figures rushed over from the left and right.

The figure on the left was shapeless, resembling a dark shadow.

All that could be seen were the front ends of these shadows, which had a large number of very sharp tentacles that instantly extended and wrapped around him.

The woman on the right also made her move at the same time, and suddenly a large number of thorny vines appeared all around.

The black tentacles and thorny vines wrapped around Evan's left and right hands and body.

At the same time, the sharpness of the shadowy figure and the thorns on the bramble vines began to frantically cut into Ivan's body.

"This is interesting!" Evan could tell instantly that these two guys had come prepared, and their main target was him.

"I'd like to see what tricks you have up your sleeve!"

P.S.: Requesting monthly votes at the end of the month! Waaah, Ivan's ninth place ranking is going to get him kicked!