My Salvation Game Became true?!

Chapter 104: Chapter 104: Flaming Weapons Now on Sale!
 

In the training of the new recruits, most people’s eyes lit up at the mention of a potion that could rapidly restore their strength.

Indeed, there were all sorts of magical items here.

Over the past few days, they had noticed that they were improving incredibly quickly, so unbelievably fast that now, with this potion, they could reach even greater heights. Before long, they would be able to grasp extraordinary powers.

Excitement and anticipation were written all over the faces of the recruits.

The sweet smile of the Silver Bell healer was a cure for their weary hearts, but there were a few whose expressions changed subtly as a bitter taste involuntarily rose in their mouths.

They remembered that the last time they took a nutritional supplement potion, Silver Bell hadn’t mentioned anything about it being bitter. Did this mention mean…

No, no, they shouldn’t be too pessimistic.

From another perspective, they had already had several doses of Silver Bell’s potions, and they were somewhat resistant to that very unique bitterness. Perhaps this time, it wouldn’t be as soul-crushingly bitter.

“Bitter, bitter, bitter… Gulp, gulp, #@%!@%”

Some of the recruits’ eyes were spinning, some had a greenish tint to their faces, but the condition of utter exhaustion and breathlessness was indeed recovering quickly, and even their leaden legs were gradually becoming stronger.

They were not tired, so all their senses were focused on the bitterness.

“A good medicine tastes bitter, after all, you get what you put in, it’s all necessary!”

Silver Bell looked around and nodded slightly when she saw everyone had drunk the potion; this batch of recruits was not the worst she had seen.

She said to Black Blade, “The Energy Recovery Potion is for replenishing life energy, but it’s not suitable for those who haven’t awakened.”

The recruits were very tired from the training, and the strength potion’s effects were immediately evident.

Black Blade was an instructor, but he was also training all the time; unless he was on a mission, he would not allow his life energy to stay above half.

That would be too wasteful—he maintained it just below half, which was fast for self-recovery and didn’t affect his own condition.

If the life energy was not full, he could test the effects of the potion.

Black Blade picked up a bottle with a faint white glow and what seemed like many dust particles floating and wriggling inside.

He paused, then opened a slot in his mask and drank large gulps.

“How is it, how is it? How much has it recovered?”

Black Blade was silent, silent for a good while before he finally spoke, “The effect lasted about thirty seconds and recovered half of my life energy.”

He added, “It’s indeed very bitter.”

“Ah? Really bitter? But I added a lot of seasonings to mitigate the bitterness.”

Silver Bell used skills like ‘Healing Water’ and ‘Purify’ in a flurry, then picked up the potion and slowly drank it, tasting and savoring, “It’s not bitter at all, strange… Eh, I’ll go try it on my mentor.”

…

When Fang You and Black Pupil returned to Training Base One, they saw Silver Bell standing at the gate, gazing into the distance from afar.

The moment she saw Fang You, a sweet smile spread across her face, one that could heal the soul simply by being seen.

All the fatigue from dealing with Mysterious Evil and the rigors of travel seemed to be swept away.

“I heard that you’ve developed two types of recovery potions.”

“That’s right,” said Silver Bell with a voice as pleasant as a wind chime, “One is a strength potion that doesn’t restore much but is inexpensive to produce. It’s suitable for recruits who haven’t awakened.”

“The other is for recovering life energy, which can be used in battle, but the production cost is much higher.”

“You must be tired now, mentor, so why not try this potion I’ve made? Black Blade has tried it and said it’s good.”

She presented the potion with both hands, her large eyes batting earnestly at him.

Fang You took it and shook it lightly.

The Energy Recovery Potion looked as if it was dyed with a fluorescent agent, glowing faintly with many tiny particles floating inside, and even with his eyesight, he could see those particles wriggling like insects.

Fang You: “…”

“What is this potion made from?”

“Of course, it’s made from mysterious materials, the kind that drop from Mysterious Evil. It’s also fortunate that our base has stockpiled quite a bit of materials. Only then could I find some usable ones. Even so, the amount of Energy Recovery Potion we can produce is still quite limited.”

But the more Silver Bell spoke, the more concerned he became.

He trusted Silver Bell’s skills, but out of concern for the organization’s overall security, he used the ‘Detect’ skill and had Xiao Huan check the game information for a double comparison.

“Energy Recovery Potion (Inferior)”

“Description: A special potion created by Silver Bell, it rapidly replenishes life energy by stimulating special factors within oneself. However, due to material limitations, this potion has slightly reduced effectiveness and contains sediment. Short-term excessive intake could lead to side effects.”

There wouldn’t be any side effects as long as he didn’t consume too much. It was a legitimate potion, albeit slightly unsettling in appearance, but it also contained Silver Bell’s care.

Warm care!

Fang You twisted off the cap and downed it in one gulp.

“How is it, the effect of the potion is quite good, right?”

Silver Bell asked.

Fang You did not speak, simply standing there stiff like a stone statue, his facial expression trembling slightly, and his eyes seemingly devoid of light.

After a long while, he finally spoke, “The effect is very good, however…”

“However, what?”

Looking at Silver Bell’s blinking big eyes, Fang You stumbled and then said, “However, you can’t drink too much of this kind of energy potion, right?”

“Yeah, according to my calculation, it’s fine as long as you don’t exceed three bottles a day, but ah, if you drink two or three bottles in succession, the recovery effect will be significantly reduced.”

Drink two or three bottles in succession?

Upon hearing this, Fang You fell into silence.

…

Baijiang City,

Zhou Bureau was lying on a sun lounger in the yard of the Investigative Bureau, basking in the sun, “Comfortable~!”

Since the Gate of Hell incident, the once-troubled Baijiang City seemed to have turned its luck around, becoming much safer. Of course, Zhou Bureau was aware that this was thanks to Xinhuo, that seemingly small-scale but extremely mysterious organization.

They had several very powerful Awakeners.

It was said that some people possessed special talents even before their Awakening, and such individuals, once set on the right path, would progress far beyond others.

The three people from Xinhuo were probably Awakeners with inherent talents like that.

Unfortunately, they were not willing to join the Investigative Bureau.

Apart from Miss An, the identities of the other two were still a mystery. “If my Baijiang branch could also discover someone with special talents, that would be very pleasing.”

“Although such talented people, once nurtured, will surely leave Baijiang, there would still be a bond. If any incidents arise in the future, it would be much easier to ask for their help.”

“The current mission is to expand the Investigative Bureau’s teams, recruit civilian Awakeners, uncover individuals with potential, and occasionally coordinate with the special combat teams to eliminate wilderness Mysterious Evil groups…”

Zhou Bureau counted them off and realized that, although Baijiang’s luck had improved, the workload had not diminished.

He still had to hustle for funding and equipment from the upper state and central bureaus.

The safety of Baijiang was a good thing, but it was frustrating when the state bureau stopped allocating equipment.

Zhou Bureau sighed.

Just then, he spotted a shadow rushing over like the wind, waving a shiny battle blade in hand.

He almost jumped out of his rocking chair in fright, but then he heard Jiang Tingqiu’s shout.

It was brimming with swagger.

“Old Zhou, take a look at this weapon in my hand!”