Female Novel
Chapter 296
Audrey had always had a subconscious understanding that a Rainbow Salamander = the Rainbow Salamander’s pituitary gland= the size of one’s palm. To her, it would be something soft with grooves, a Beyonder ingredient which constantly changed incolor. So, what did that have to do with the three-meter-long colossus in front of her? For a moment she was confused, but whenshe heard Susie’s yelp, she snapped to her senses. She pretended to be satisfied with the result and said to the butler, “This isexactly the animal specimen | need. “Um... It’s just a little bigger than | thought, just a little. “Take the servants and move them tothe warehouse. I'll study it when I’m free.” “Yes, Miss!” Then, the butler immediately instructed the nearby male servants whowere furtively looking at their mistress. Audrey looked around and, without another word, led Susie into the manor’s study. Usingthe excuse that she had to focus on writing a return letter to her brother, she made all the maids she had brought stay outside.After the dissection is done, there will be two sets of Rainbow Salamander pituitary glands... A portion can be used to exchangefor a Farsman Rabbit, just enough to concoct a bottle of the Telepathist potion... Audrey gradually recovered from herastonishment and confusion as she began to think about Susie’s advancement. At that moment, she thought of a seriousproblem. She had no idea if Susie had digested the potion or not! If it hasn’t been completely digested, consuming theTelepathist potion would easily lead to a loss of control... She isn’t like a human who can endure through it. Wait, how did sheendure it the first time!? Besides, her current intelligence is about that of a ten-year-old child’s. S-she’s already learning words inthe Loen language, and she said she wishes to read newspapers and magazines, as well as books... Audrey fell silent for a fewseconds. She glanced at the confused, large golden retriever that sat beside her. “Susie, have you completely digested thepotion?” “Digest?” Susie returned with clear articulation, expressing her puzzlement. Audrey had already told her that what shehad taken was a potion, and she had warned her not to tell anyone, and not to tell any intelligent animals that could bark ormeow. Audrey nodded her head slowly and heavily. “It’s a very strange and unique feeling. It feels like something illusory insideyour body breaks down and fuses with your mind. You will vaguely see illusory stars one after another, and you will be one ofthem. These stars will attract each other, in a bid to fuse as one.” Susie quietly listened to everything, then replied with a lightand brisk voice, “Then | should have completely digested it. I’ve had a similar feeling before.” An? Susie has completely digestedthe Spectator potion? B-but no one taught her the acting method! At most, | would occasionally remind her to observe more andremain calm... Audrey asked in astonishment, “When did you digest it?” “Last month, the month before last, or perhaps evenearlier...” Susie tried her best to recall when. Seeing that her mistress’s expression was getting odder and odder, she hurriedlywagged her tail and timidly added, “I don’t remember... I’m just a dog. | won’t purposely remember such things. Woof.” Just adog... But you were only a little slower at digesting than me... Don’t tell me that when | interact with other Beyonders, I’ll say thatwhen it comes to digesting potions, I’m a little better than a dog... Pui! Audrey, what are you thinking! Audrey maintained herelegant smile and politely praised, “Very good, | mean, on this matter regarding the digestion of the potion, you did very well.” ...Returning from Leppard’s place, Klein took a leisurely afternoon nap. But it wasn’t long before he was awakened by illusory,disconcerting cries. Male? Is it Mr. Hanged Man or Little Sun? Is one of the final main ingredients for my potion ready? Kleincarefully tried distinguishing who for a few seconds and soon, forgot about his anger from being awakened. He quickly got up,took four steps counterclockwise, and went above the gray fog. He noticed that the crimson star that symbolized The HangedMan was contracting and expanding. Hence, he stretched out his hand, spreading his spirituality before touching it. After theusual honorary names of The Fool, The Hanged Man prayed, “... I’ve already gathered the Dark Patterned Black Panther SpinalFluid and the Spring of the Elves Marrow Crystals. Please permit me to hold a sacrificial ritual and seek your help in handing it toMr. World.” That's pretty fast... The Hanged Man had said that there would be a grand event among the pirates soon. It seemslike it's not soon, but now... He always holds back when speaking, never fully speaking the truth... Klein nodded indiscerniblyand said, “Sure.” After a simple sacrificial ritual, Alger resisted his urge to ask Mr. Fool if the celestial globe on Admiral of StarsCattleya had anything to do with “Him.” At this moment, Klein had already forgotten about him and was admiring the twoBeyonder ingredients on the surface of the long bronze table. The Dark Patterned Black Panther Spinal Fluid was a seeminglytranslucent liquid, but if one looked carefully, they would discover that its clarity was also divided into different levels. The lowerone went, the more transparent they were at distinct levels. It fully satisfied someone with an obsessive-compulsive disorder. TheSpring of the Elves Marrow Crystals was similar to a faded egg. Its shell was very thin, and it looked like it could easily shatter ata touch. Even without shaking, one could still hear the sound of swishing water inside. | should be able to get 300 pounds and aformula clue... My Magician is only short of the true root and juice of the Mist Treant. | wonder when Little Sun will complete themission... Klein waited in anticipation. As for the other supplementary ingredients, he had already bought them at various stores.For example, the Droplet Gem he needed to buy was purchased from a jewelry store and he had ground it into powder. 5 gramswas about 2.5 pounds. The Sun, Derrick, didn’t keep Klein waiting long, and on Wednesday evening, he whispered a prayer toThe Fool that he had prepared the true root and juice of the Mist Treant and asked him to pass them on to The World. The MistTreant’s true root was heart-shaped, brown, palm-sized, and wrinkled. It looked like an old man’s skin, but its back was assmooth and exquisite as a gem. It was slightly expanding and contracting, as though it had a certain amount of vitality. Its juicewas light green and sparkling, making it look very delicious. Klein just looked at them, feeling a little smug. In the present dayand age, Sequence 7 was the threshold of a Mid-Sequence Beyonder. This meant that a Beyonder would finally be able to bidfarewell to the state of being only slightly stronger than ordinary people in certain aspects. They would be able to wield a relativeabundance of Beyonder powers! Phew... Klein slowly exhaled, returned to his bedroom, and summoned himself to bring theBeyonder ingredients into the real world. He didn’t prepare any additional vessels. He washed an iron pot in the kitchen a fewtimes and began to concoct the potion according to the steps of handling the supplementary ingredients before handling themain ingredients. With the Clown’s ability at controlling his body, he quickly finished the first stage, and one by one, he put in theDark Patterned Black Panther’s spinal fluid and the Mist Treant’s true root. Sizzle! With a jarring sound, a pale white fogsuddenly rose and was forcefully pulled back into the pot by an invisible force. When everything calmed down, Klein quicklypoured every drop of liquid into a transparent bottle that he had prepared. That liquid was rather special. It was as if fireworkswere constantly being released from within it. Red, orange, yellow, green, and other colors constantly scattered, disappeared,and then reappeared again. This was the Magician potion! Klein stuck a coin worth 1 pound between his thumb and index fingerof his left hand, flicked it up, and opened his palm to catch it. He was using divination to confirm if the potion he concocted hadsucceeded! Pa! The gold coin fell, its portrait faced up, indicating a positive response! Without any hesitation, Klein put away thegold coin, picked up the potion, and walked out of the kitchen. At that moment, the sky was already dark. The gas lamps in theroom hadn’t been lit up yet, causing the surroundings to be in complete darkness. Only the light near the oriel window created agloomy scene. Klein sat down on the sofa and began Cogitation to calm his stirring heart and dispel all of his emotionstemporarily from his body. After doing all of this, he raised the glass bottle, tipped his head, and drank the Magician potion. Gulp!Gulp! The ice-cold potion went down his throat, and at every moment, it felt like countless bubbles were bursting. Klein’s entirebody was experiencing this stimulation, and massive amounts of information flooded his mind, blooming into fireworks. The veinson his forehead bulged, and his head felt like it was about to burst! However, this wasn’t a very difficult situation for Klein toendure. The terrifying ravings before entering the gray fog and the evil roars of the True Creator were much more terrifying.“Hornacis... Flegrea... Hornacis... Flegrea... Hornacis... Flegrea...” The ethereal temptation echoed again. Klein’s headexpanded and contracted repeatedly before he gradually recovered his thoughts. He began to consciously restrain his thoughts,outline the spherical light, and slowly enter a state of Cogitation. After an unknown period of time, his vision recovered. At thesame time, he felt an itch all over his body, with his arms feeling the worst. Klein rolled up his sleeves and was surprised to seethat one of his arms was deeply wrinkled, like a centenarian. The other arm had lost its color and had become translucent. Hecould directly see his blood vessels, muscles, and veins. This... Could it be that | had nearly lost control? No, it shouldn’t be. Thisshould be the remnant influences... Klein sat on the sofa in the dark, leaning forward as he watched the anomaly in his armswarily, as if it were a breeding ground for monsters. And all of this had nothing to do with Klein. He sat quietly on the sofa in thedarkness, watching his creased skin and the translucent state of his arms slowly recover. Five to six minutes later, Klein silentlysighed as everything finally returned to normal. It’s a good thing that no one came knocking on the door or ringing on the bell... |only chose to advance after completely digesting the Sequence 8 potion. With such severe effects, it would be hard for thoseBeyonders who depended on time to grind through the potion. It really is difficult to pass this stage. No wonder Captain took nineyears... No wonder Swain, the former Captain of a Mandated Punisher Squad and owner of the Evil Dragon Bar, didn’t dare toconsume the Sequence 7 potion, Seafarer... After sitting silently for more than ten seconds, Klein slowly stood up. At thatmoment, he was already a Mid-Sequence Beyonder. At that moment, he was already a Magician.novelbin