latelenovela Chapter 381: Drug-Fueled Holy Body
Chapter 381: Drug-Fueled Holy Body
Fortunately, when Ivan arranged the cultivation room, he had taken into account the guild leader’s notorious appetite, so there was an unusually large amount of food here, and Gauss kept eating.Although the Feast talent seemed to let him extract energy from food more efficiently, this first meal after the advancement felt different.
It was as if this body wanted to take in all the energy it had missed before in one go.
Gauss didn’t know how long he had been eating before he slowly put down his utensils.
“Full.”
He felt comfortable.
He also didn’t know whether it was because of the Feast talent.
Moreover, his body…
After obtaining Feast and advancing, he felt something different in this vessel.
It was hard to describe.
Perhaps now…
He had previously used Ghost Form…
But thinking about it carefully, it was hard to say.
After all, although Ghost Form had advanced into Second-Stage Ghostification and so on, he sensed that using a single form now was already powerful enough.
A faint inner awareness told him that as different bloodlines grew stronger, their mutual incompatibilities would also increase, though combined they could erupt with even greater force.
Many things in the world worked like that—the stranger and more extreme, the more dangerous.
“You people weren’t there, so you don’t know how spectacular it was.”
“My guild leader and I faced over a thousand gnolls without fear, slaughtering them left and right…”
The dwarf Bruno’s face flushed red as he grew excited, and he couldn’t help gulping down a few more mouthfuls of strong liquor.
Toga, who was fixing her armor nearby, rolled her eyes at her fiancé and his boasting.
“Where were we just now?” Bruno was clearly a little drunk.
“Slaughtering.”
A calm voice came from behind.
“That’s right! Slaughtering! Before you knew it, I grabbed this axe…”
“Ahem, Lord Gauss, what brings you here?” Toga quickly spoke up.
Guild leader?
Although Bruno was a bit drunk, he wasn’t completely out of it.
He was enjoying the intoxication rather than fighting it off.
He turned stiffly and really did see a smile.
Bruno stood up from his chair.
He had been showing off in front of the apprentices earlier.
“Guild leader… heh heh heh…”
He knew he’d been bragging and felt embarrassed.
Gauss saw through him.
“I came to find Albenia.”
“Oh, the big sister head is in the forge.”
In the Red Dragon Guild, this …
People with dwarf bloodline should theoretically be natural enemies.
After all, from ancient times humans raided, looted, and enslaved dwarves, and dwarves regarded humans with distrust.
But… the dwarves here…
Then again, maybe Gauss had a bit to do with it, because their relationship began when Gauss and his teammates rescued the captured Toga.
Besides, in this adventuring guild, Albenia and several dwarves who loved smithing had spent the most time together. They had common topics, shared smithing tips now and then, and Albenia also liked drinking.
Little by little, their bond strengthened.
Led by Bruno, Gauss found Albenia busy at her anvil.
She was forging a second set of mithril light armor, intended for Shadow.
Clang!
With her heavy hammer coming down, it struck the steel ingot with unerring precision, and sparks exploded like fireworks.
Gauss watched patiently for a while.
Until she temporarily finished a small portion of the work in front of her.
Albenia turned and, seeing Gauss’s handsome face, couldn’t help but brighten.
Every time she saw Gauss, she felt a pleasant hormone surge through her body.
That feeling hadn’t faded with time; on the contrary, it intensified.
He was a truly captivating man.
“Lord Gauss, do you need something?”
“Yes.”
“I was thinking of going to the academy these next few days. I heard their library contains many precious tomes. Do you want me to borrow some for you?”
“If you can, that would be great.”
“Thank you, Gauss.”
Besides, Gauss even…
He analyzed to a depth she couldn’t learn even from training.
“All right, I’ll go tomorrow.”
Gauss looked at her hands…
Even someone normally practical would be impressed by those skills.
Then Gauss asked her another question.
As a resident of Falim…
And Gauss’s authority here was not less than the salary the academy promised.
This was a benefit not to be missed.
“By the way, Guild Leader, I’ve finished refining these potions. Please take them back and try them.”
Since Gauss was here, Ivan hurriedly handed over the results of his work.
“What are these?”
He looked at the “medicines” before him.
“These are energy concentrate pastes—extremely concentrated energy blocks. They don’t taste like food; they chew like wax, but they’re good portable rations.”
“The green one is a spirit-restoring potion that relieves mental fatigue and temporarily improves concentration and casting stability.”
“As for this earth-yellow potion, it’s a high-end potion I want to promote in the shop, called the Bedrock Potion. After taking it, the skin takes on a stony sheen and hardness, greatly increasing physical defense. The side effect is the body becomes slightly heavier and movement speed drops. It should work well for professionals of levels one to five.”
“But it probably won’t do much for you, Guild Leader.”
“Oh?”
Gauss nodded.
He had no intention of taking it back to the manor; he wanted to try the effects here.
His Feast talent maximized the benefit of ingested things, and these potions were, in a sense, food.
He removed the stopper and slowly poured the Bedrock Potion into his mouth.
A faintly bitter smell spread through his mouth as the potion entered.
As it flowed through his body, he quickly felt a change.
“Hum!”
His originally fair skin…
Of course, this transformation…
As long as he used his internal strength, whether it was…
He let the effect take hold.
Soon, his whole body…
It was odd.
Thud!
He tapped his finger against his arm.
The hardness was indeed higher than normal.
He felt that the usual strength level was not quite the same.
“Guild Leader, as far as potion refinement goes…”
And no matter what…
The stronger the potion’s original effect, the weaker it would become under some conditions.
Unless the potion was crafted at an even higher grade.
But now, for the Guild Leader…
He had thought this potion was just aimed at elite professionals.
“Go ahead.”
Gauss had no objection.
Ivan thanked him and carefully put his hands back to work.
The first impression was that it was very hard!
The guild leader’s arm had become exceptionally stiff.
This hardness even seemed to exceed its normal limit.
Was the Bedrock Potion really that effective?
Ivan scratched his head in confusion.
When he applied his theoretical pharmacology knowledge to the guild leader’s body, something abnormal seemed to happen.
“What’s wrong?”
Gauss asked with a smile.
“Nothing, it’s just… the effect is a little too good.”
Ivan couldn’t find a reason.
Gauss realized inwardly…
Sure enough, Feast…
This body’s nature…
“I’ll go back first.”
Gauss handed the Bedrock Potion back to Ivan.
For him, it was somewhat redundant.
Whether it was his high…
It made him stronger, and without…
The bodily hardening it brought was…
This was what being powerful meant.
He wanted to try the “drug-fueled” road.
After all, others used potions to enhance themselves.
Energy concentrate pastes were quite decent for before-and-after meditation.
No matter how small a mosquito is, it’s still a living thing.
He didn’t have much cultivation to worry about.
Besides, Feast was commonly used with potions.
He had eaten many.
Walking down the road, he casually threw a piece of energy concentrate paste into his mouth.
Like Ivan said, it tasted like nothing—dry and bland—but the energy it provided was solid.
A thumb-sized piece could supply the energy for a grown adult’s intense activity for a day, and that was without Feast. With Feast, the energy provided multiplied several times over.
“Nice stuff.”
Gauss showed a satisfied expression.
“But Ivan needs to try to improve a few versions. More energy, better taste.”
Variants I, II, III could be optimized continuously.
The next day.
After notifying ahead, Gauss and Aria boarded a carriage to the Karkesa Magic Academy.
Since they had already been employed, the carriage was not stopped at the gate this time; it drove straight into the manor and only stopped in front of the teaching building.
A teacher was already waiting here with several students to greet them.
“Professor Gauss, Teacher Aria, welcome to Karkesa Magic Academy. I’m Eveline, I’ll be your assistant today.”
A woman in deep-blue attire…
The academy had formally assigned a teacher to act as their assistant.
She could speak fluently…
“Teacher… heh heh…”
Small talk.
“Please come with me.”
They led them to the open practice field.
“Professor Gauss coming…”
“Last time his lecture…”
“Don’t worry.”
Most of the crowd were students who came with mixed curiosity and skepticism.
They couldn’t fully understand the effectiveness he claimed.
They couldn’t help but shake their heads.
Trust built slowly, and their belief hadn’t yet solidified.
At the end of the line were a pair of resigned-looking students wearing three-star badges.
This indicated they had already reached the level of three-tier spellcasters during their time here—undeniable talents.
“I was busy studying alchemy, but the teacher strongly recommended I come listen.”
“Me too.”
They didn’t think that the currently flashy super prodigy could teach anything useful in one lesson.
They had met spellcasters stronger than themselves before.
Personal strength and teaching ability were not the same thing and could not be equated.
Many ultimate geniuses were not good teachers—what was normal to them might be impossible for ordinary people, no matter how hard they tried.
They only came because their teacher insisted, treating it as a favor for the instructor.
The two glanced at each other and both saw the same helplessness in the other’s eyes.