Lumian's first reaction after waking up in the gray fog was not to check his physical condition, but to sit up abruptly and look at the table in front of the window.
The three red chestnut flowers and the glass bottle containing poplar leaf powder were quietly placed there, following the slight light light that penetrated the thick fog at high altitude.
"She really sent in the auxiliary materials......" Lumian breathed a sigh of relief, turned over and got out of bed, and moved his body.
He was delighted to find that the pain in his neck and back had completely disappeared, as was the discomfort in his body.
"Sure enough, the reality is better, and the dream is restored, although the injuries on both sides are not equal at all......" Lumian quickly walked to the closet with a full-length mirror, took off his upper body, and examined himself comprehensively.
The five blood-stained fingerprints, the high swollen blue and black, and the bruises one after another were all missing.
This made Lumian suspect that hunting the extraordinary monster last night was just a dream of his own.
Fortunately, the crimson thing in the cloth bag, the wealth of a few more copper coins than before, and the shotgun placed aside all proved the truth of the experience.
Lumian calmed down, took a cloth bag containing crimson things and a large amount of coins, left the bedroom, went straight to the first floor, picked up a bottle of red wine, turned over a beer glass, and took a can of basil back.
Of course, he did not forget to bring the graduated cylinder, small scale, and other teaching equipment that his sister Aurore bought when she taught him homework.
Looking at the desk full of items, he was a little excited for a while, but a little nervous appeared uncontrollably.
Everything is ready, only the magic potion is concocted!
Magic medicine is not a drink, more dangerous than alcohol, and the slightest problem can cause the user to die or turn into a monster.
Lumian took a deep breath and exhaled slowly, then used a graduated cylinder to pour 80ml of red wine into a beer glass.
He put in turn 10 grams of basil, 5 grams of poplar leaf powder and a red chestnut flower.
There was no abnormality in the whole process, and the red liquid in the beer glass was just a little more dross than before, and a flower floated.
Immediately afterwards, Lumian lifted the cloth bag beside him and watched intently as the crimson thing slid into the beer glass.
Silently, the crimson mass seemed to dissolve quickly, but it was as if all the surrounding liquid had been sucked into its body.
Gurgling bubbles popped out, the blood color rendered the entire cup, and the red chestnut flower had melted at some point.
"This is the 'hunter' magic potion?" Lumian swallowed his saliva and picked up his beer glass.
The extraordinary power he had been searching for was just around the corner.
Without hesitation, Lumian adjusted his breathing, calmed down his emotions, raised his head slightly, and drank the magic potion directly.
Ton ton, ton, ton, there seemed to be a pungent smell of blood at the tip of his nose, and there was a little auditory hallucination next to his ear.
As soon as he finished drinking the magic potion and put down the cup, he immediately felt a tingling sensation from every place inside his body.
It was so strong that Lumian wondered if he was drinking a fire that was burning his esophagus, stomach, heart, lungs, small intestine, large intestine, and all the blood vessels.
At the same time, a strong rusty smell spread out of his throat.
Keeping the lady's words in mind, he tried his best to control his mind and not let himself faint directly, which would probably mean that he was defeated by the magic potion, and the result could be imagined.
In a trance, Lumian lowered his head and saw that all the blood vessels on the back of his hands were prominent, crisscrossing, dense, and bright red.
The sting and burning came and went quickly, but after two or three seconds, Lumian had the feeling that they were about to disappear.
At this moment, his head buzzed, and the mysterious voice that seemed to come from infinite heights and seemed to be close to him sounded in his ears again.
This sound was like a steel thorn, inserted into his head, stirring vigorously.
The near-death experience hit Lumian again, and the burning and sting that was about to disappear became intense.
At this moment, Lumian's eyes were wide open, his hands were clenched, and he felt that something was about to open his skin and come out of his flesh and blood.
The gray mist around him seemed to be a little thicker again.
The terrifying sound that could not be heard clearly subsided, and the wriggling of flesh and blood in Lumian's body disappeared like an illusion.
The terrible sting and burning, the strong smell of rust and blood disappeared.
Lumian finally breathed a little cool air again, regaining control of his body.
He couldn't help but bend over, put his hands on his knees, and gasped for breath.
He understood the dangers of pursuing transcendent power more deeply about what his sister said.
Just the magic medicine of sequence 9 almost killed him!
Of course, it couldn't have reached this level, it can only be said that it was indeed more dangerous, but at the critical moment, the mysterious sound brought by the special symbol on his chest made him almost collapse directly.
Every breath seemed to allow Lumian to regain some of his strength, and it didn't take long for him to feel completely recovered.
Lumian tried to clench his fists, aimed them at the air, and swung them hard.
Bang!
He actually made a direct sound of the air flow bursting.
He had never had the luxury of having such power before!
Lumian became more and more excited, and in the small bedroom, he moved his steps and practiced a certain fighting technique taught by his sister.
Bang bang bang!
Every punch he could bring out a crisp sound, and under such a big movement and in such a cramped environment, he took every step just right and didn't touch anything.
After playing a set, Lumian not only did not feel tired, but was in high spirits.
He immediately assessed his state:
"No worse than Aurore......
"Whether it is strength, speed, reaction, or control of the body, it has been greatly enhanced, and it is a bit inhuman......
"It has the strength of a bear and the light spirit of a cat, which is slightly equivalent to a combination of the two......
"Without magic medicine, I may not have reached this level in my life......"
Before he could finish examining it, Lumian suddenly smelled a smell of blood.
He couldn't help but feel a tightness in his heart and instinctively sniffed.
In the next second, he realized that he could tell where the source of the smell of blood was.
It comes from his body!
Lumian lowered his head and saw the back of his hand blood-red, as if there were multiple bleeding spots.
He came to the full-length mirror again and found that his face was also covered in blood.
Lumian reached out and wiped his face, wiping away some of the blood, but he didn't see half of the wound.
After thinking for a while, he had a certain guess:
"The magic potion just now caused all the capillaries that Aurore said to burst? After absorbing the magic medicine, the wound healed quickly?"
Only the influence of transcendent factors can explain the current situation.
Since there was no injury, Lumian stopped paying attention to this matter and focused on the sense of smell that seemed to have changed significantly.
As he concentrated, the smell in the air was instantly "broken down" and burrowed into his nose in different kinds.
"The smell of blood, the smell of residual alcohol, the smell of flowers, the smell of dust......" Lumian distinguished them one by one, not even the subtle ones.
At the same time, he "saw" the normally invisible footprints on the ground, "saw" the different distributions of dust in the bedroom, "heard" the beating of his heart, and "heard" the breeze blowing outside the house......
"The second change is that the sensory abilities have skyrocketed, and the grasp of traces has surpassed the level of normal humans...... No wonder that monster is so good at tracking ......" Lumian was quite pleased with this.
And, more importantly, this improvement does not affect his daily life, it requires him to concentrate before it appears, and usually only exists in a weakened state.
After repeated trials and self-examination, Lumian found two other changes brought about by the "hunter" magic drug:
"The third change is to be able to accurately and intuitively find certain key points under the premise of careful observation of the environment, such as how to collapse a wall more easily, which allows me to set traps better and faster...... This also works on humans, beasts, and monsters, allowing me to complete the hunt more effectively......
"The fourth change is that I have more knowledge of wild plants and animal organs in my mind, which can help me better survive in the wild, quickly find qualified 'hemostatic medicine' after injury, and make it easier to make poison to apply to weapons when needed......"
Preliminary confirmation At this point, Lumian couldn't help but feel a little ridiculous:
"How could I kill that shotgun monster?
"The current me is much stronger than the previous me, and it is not much weaker than the current me......"
After thinking about it seriously for a while, he summarized two key points:
"Ability is important, mind is equally important!
"Making good use of the environment can effectively enhance your own strength!"
After thinking about it, Lumian added another sentence in his heart:
"Also, you must not be careless or lose patience at any time......"
He walked to the window and looked at the dream ruins again.
An indescribable sense of oppression, fear, and danger came to his mind, something he had never felt before or had never been so strong before.
"Uh, the fifth change is some kind of intuition enhancement......" Lumian nodded slightly.
He went to the bathroom to wash his body with clean water, changed into another set of clothes, took the money, and lay back on the bed.
He wanted to quickly return to reality to see if the acquired "hunter" ability had been taken out, and if so, if so, whether there had been any attenuation.
…………
In the middle of the night, Kordu Village was very quiet, with high-altitude clouds covering the red moon and stars, making the deep darkness the ruler of the area.
Lumian looked at such a night view and felt extremely comfortable.
In reality, he has also become an extraordinary person, and compared with the dream, his ability has not weakened at all!
Guided by his intuition, Lumian unbuttoned his shirt and looked down at his chest.
The black symbol that looked like a chain of thorns was slowly fading.
"It also appears in reality...... Lumian is inexplicably a little uneasy.
And the blue-black symbol that should have been pressed on the thorn chain seemed to only exist in the dream.
Suddenly, Lu Mi'an moved his head and raised his head.
On the elm tree not far away, the owl in the legend of the wizard was quietly looking at him.
(End of this chapter)