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Chapter 116 is digested already?
"Gulp..."
Lorne stared at the bottle that glowed with a strange green light and unconsciously swallowed.
Based on his spiritual intuition, he was certain that what was in front of him was the Sequence 7 potion he needed.
He looked up and turned his gaze back to Roy King, scrutinizing his still smiling face.
"How much?"
"1800 pounds," Roy King said, stating a number.
£1800… Lorne did the math in his head.
A single main material of Sequence 7 costs around 700 pounds. Two main materials, plus some auxiliary materials... this price is very reasonable, with basically no premium.
"It's a very reasonable price; I think we can make a deal."
This was a rare opportunity, and Lorne had no intention of giving it up.
"I can pay directly." He said, reaching his hand into his inner pocket.
Roy King suddenly pressed down on the potion bottle, his eyes behind his glasses narrowing slightly: "I have an additional condition."
"Your 'machine' potion digestion is complete."
"Yes." Lorne didn't hide anything.
Seeing Lorne nod, he said softly, "The additional condition is... you must take it in front of me."
……
"To prevent me from divining its recipe?" After a moment of silence, Lorne guessed.
From his studies aboard the Golden Dream, Lorne learned that some factions, when training extraordinary individuals, would often only provide finished potions in order to prevent the potion formulas from being leaked.
"Yes," Roy King did not deny it, "that's definitely a consideration."
"After all, the potion formula is the foundation of our livelihood, so of course it needs to be kept secret."
"Bullshit, you don't trust us, do you?" Danitz, who was sitting to the side, said angrily.
"You're a pirate, aren't you! 'Flame'," Roy King casually stated Danitz's identity.
His meaning was clear: pirates do have a thing called credit.
"I..." Danitz was speechless when his identity was recognized.
Roy King turned his gaze back to Lorne and continued, "Actually, there's another reason."
"Consider it satisfying my curiosity; I'm curious whether you're one of the lucky ones."
Lorne lowered his head and fell into deep thought.
Roy King has no reason to harm me. If he wanted to do something to me, he wouldn't have waited until now, nor would he have bothered to bring out a potion to lure me into this.
He also recognized Danitz's identity and knew our relationship with Lieutenant General Iceberg. There was no need for him to risk offending Lieutenant General Iceberg and harming us.
Wait... Could it be that he gave up on taking me as a student because he recognized Danitz's identity?
That... seems possible. After all, normal people wouldn't want their students to be too involved with other forces, especially since the other party is a pirate.
So, there shouldn't be any problem with this potion, right?
Although my spiritual intuition showed nothing unusual, and I didn't receive any warnings, but...
If you put in too many or too few portions of any supplementary materials...
Premonitions aren't always accurate, and even if there's no immediate danger, there might be side effects.
If there's an extra fly or a missing spoon...
"If you're worried, we can sign an agreement," Roy King suggested, seemingly sensing Lorne's hesitation.
……
"No... I agree."
Since we're already here, we might as well make the best of it. Being too timid and submissive is so unlike a time traveler.
"This..." Danitz got up and came to Lorne's side, whispering in his ear.
"Why don't you think about it again? There's something strange about this person."
"No, judging from Roy King's impression of me, he should be in the same order as the captain. If he wanted to harm us, there would be no need for him to go through all this trouble."
"What! This guy is on par with the captain?" Danitz glanced at Roy King with a look of surprise.
"Here's 1800 pounds." Lorne turned around, counted out 1800 pounds in banknotes, and handed them to the other person.
"Please use it." Roy King released his hand from the potion and gestured for it to be used.
Lorne picked up the potion, hesitated for a few seconds, and then poured it into his mouth.
A complex and slippery taste filled his mouth.
The potion, like jelly, went straight down his throat and slid down his esophagus.
A strange feeling began to spread throughout his body.
"This...this feeling." Lorne had intended to suppress his spirituality first, but he found something was wrong.
He bent his knees slightly, trying to change his posture to meditate, but suddenly his legs went weak and he collapsed in his seat.
The moment the potion entered his mouth, two sensations surged into his body one after the other.
One is the corrosive sensation of the potion itself, and the other is...
This feeling... is... the feeling of digesting a potion!
what?
How could this be!
I just drank this potion. Could it be that I unintentionally played the role beforehand?
Through this period of study, he understood the relevant concepts about role-playing.
But that doesn't make sense! What makes me seem like a lucky person?
Ever since I transmigrated, I have been in a state of extreme bad luck, with disasters constantly chasing me, from Backlund to Tingen and then from Tingen to the sea.
If we're talking about luck, it's mostly about minor things, but compared to the disasters I've encountered, they're nothing.
"Brando, what's wrong with you?" Danitz asked anxiously, seeing Lorne slumped in his chair, looking dazed.
He glanced anxiously at Roy King beside him, "Damn it, is there something wrong with your potion?!"
Roy King, who was standing to the side, was also somewhat surprised; Lorne's reaction was a bit unexpected.
"This shouldn't be happening..." he muttered to himself.
After discovering Lorne's situation, he wrote a letter to his teacher, who apparently reported it to higher authorities.
He eventually received orders to be on good terms with the other party, but not to recruit them.
The reason for giving Lorne affordable potions is also based on this.
In his mind, Lorne belonged to the kind of people who were favored by fate, and he shouldn't have had this reaction after drinking the potion normally.
"Could he have lost control? Impossible, there's no sign of his spirit going out of control."
No, I'm fine.
Lorne suddenly came to his senses and indicated that he was not in danger, which relieved the two of them a little.
He sat up straight again, trying to get into a meditative state.
A bead of cold sweat trickled down his forehead; the sensation of the potion digesting hadn't stopped.
After calming his spirituality and gradually quelling the restlessness within his body, he was surprised to discover...
The "Lucky One" potion has been completely digested.
He looked up at the two people who were scrutinizing him and suddenly felt a sense of unreality.
The potion has been digested already?
Isn't this a bit too hasty?
Moreover, through the knowledge of potions that surged into his mind, Lorne made a surprising discovery.
"Lucky Guy" doesn't seem to have any particularly useful extraordinary abilities.