Chapter: 95

Fortunately, the crimson thing in the cloth bag, the wealth of a few copper coins more than before, and the shotgun that was put aside at the same time proved the reality of that experience.

Lumian's heart settled down. With a cloth bag containing crimson things and a lot of coins, he left the bedroom and went straight to the first floor. He picked up a bottle of red wine, turned over a beer glass, and came back with a can of basil. .

Of course, he did not forget to bring the measuring cylinders, small scales and other teaching instruments that his sister Aurora bought when teaching him homework.

Looking at the desk full of items, he was a little excited for a moment, but also a little nervous uncontrollably.

Everything is ready, only the preparation of the potion is left!

And potion is not a drink, it is more dangerous than alcohol, if there is any problem, it will lead to the death of the drinker or mutate into a monster.

Lumian took a breath and let it out slowly, then poured 80ml of red wine into the beer glass with a graduated cylinder.

He added 10 grams of basil, 5 grams of poplar leaf powder and a red chestnut flower in turn.

There was no abnormality in the whole process. Compared with before, the red liquid in the beer glass was just a little more dregs and a flower floating.

Immediately afterwards, Lumian raised the cloth bag next to his hand and watched intently the crimson mass slip into the beer glass.

Without a sound, the crimson ball seemed to dissolve quickly, but it seemed that all the surrounding liquid had been sucked into its body.

Gurgling bubbles burst out, blood stained the entire cup, and the red chestnut flower had already melted at some point.

"This is the 'Hunter' potion?" Lumian swallowed his saliva and picked up the beer glass.

The extraordinary power he was looking for is close at hand.

Without hesitation, Lumian adjusted his breathing, calmed down his emotions, raised his head slightly, and drank the potion directly.

Ton ton ton, there seemed to be a pungent bloody smell in his nose, and he had some auditory hallucinations in his ears.

As soon as he finished drinking the potion and put down the cup, he immediately felt a tingling pain from every part of his body.

It was so strong that Lumian wondered if what he was drinking was a fire that was burning his esophagus, stomach pouch, heart, lungs, small intestine, large intestine and all blood vessels.

At the same time, a strong smell of rust spread out from his throat.

Keeping the lady's words in mind, he tried his best to control his spirit, so as not to let himself faint directly. If that happened, it might mean that he was defeated by the potion, and the result could be imagined.

In a daze, Lumian lowered his head and saw all the blood vessels on the back of his hand protruding, criss-crossing, densely packed, bright red and eye-catching.

The stinging and burning came and went quickly, but after two or three seconds, Lumian had the feeling that they were about to go away.

At this moment, his head buzzed, and the mysterious voice that seemed to come from an infinite height and seemed to be close to him sounded in his ears again.

The sound was like a steel thorn, inserted into his head, stirring vigorously.

The near-death experience struck Lumian again, and the burning and stinging pain that had been fading became more intense.

At this moment, Lumian's eyes were wide open, his hands were clenched tightly, and he felt that something was about to open his skin and come out of his flesh and blood.

The gray fog around him seemed to be thickening again.

The horrifying voice that was hard to hear subsided, and the squirming of flesh and blood in Lumian's body disappeared like a hallucination.

The terrible stinging and burning, the strong smell of rust and blood also disappeared.

Lumian finally breathed the cool air again, and regained control over his body.