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Gazing at the vial, his hand trembled a little, almost crying! Just one look at the vial and his resolve to attain omnipotence and 'thank' his 'benefactor' amplified a hundred times.
Wang jun almost smashed the vial on the ground, but remembering its description, he held back. He had no choice; he had to complete the mission, or he would die.
Closing his eyes and holding his nose with one hand, he slowly brought the vial to his mouth and immediately emptied its content in his throat! Not allowing it to corrupt any part of his mouth.
"Ugghh.." holding his urge to vomit, Wang jun took slow and deep breaths.
"Fu*k, what dogshit 'eternal fallen'!! 'Perverted fallen' suits you better, you bas*ard!!" Wang jun said, still taking deep breaths.
Suddenly....
"Ahhh.."
Wang jun's body tingled as if electrified, a wave of numbness spreading throughout, accompanied by an indescribably comfortable feeling.
Thick veins akin to coiled pythons slowly emerged from within his body,emitting sounds akin to a taut longbow with each of Wang jun's prolonged breaths.
Wang jun could distinctly feel his body undergoing a second growth that defied common sense, feeling a tingling numbness as this high-speed growth persisted for several moment before his body relaxed.
"Pheww...finally its over" Wang jun said and shifted his gaze towards his arms, when he subconsciously clenched his fists, the muscles in his arms tensing, he could clearly see veins as thick as robust mini pythons tightly woven together, resembling the sculpted likeness of a Greek god, the sense of vigorous power radiating from within made him feel invincible.
Wang jun felt that not only had his defensive powers been boosted, but his strength has also increased by a large margin.
He looked around, spotting the baseball bat by the entrance door.
Coming to the door he picked up the baseball bat and pinched between 3 fingers.
Screeeee.....
The metal bat creeked while bending, making a U-shape.
"Such power" Wang jun's pupils contracted slightly as he pondered.
'With this, I have at least gained a bit of self-protection ablility in this high-fantasy world' Fang lui mused.
"Knock,knock,knock".....
As Wang jun summarized his gains from the mystery box, a sudden knock came from the entrance, followed by the Old Yangs voice " little brother, are you inside? I have brought you some food!"
Hearing the old monk's voice, Wang jun immediatly changed position with his shadow.
Then controlling the shadow body, he stood up and walked towards the door. Putting on a polite smile, he calmly opened the door.
Outside, old monk stood with a tray filled with food.
Seeing Wang jun, he immediately said, "little brother, the food is ready, let's eat together."
Without waiting for Wang jun's response he immediately entered the room, pushing the food tray along with him.
Upon entering, he detected a strong stench spreading throughout the room.
He turned his head and looked at Wang jun with a strange smile and said "young people really are full of vigor nowadays, but little brother do practise moderation in such matter."
Hearing the old man's words, Wang jun Cursed 'Perverted Fallens' nine generations.
"Ahem, its nothing Old Yang! I was just exercising a bit to release the accumulated tension from my muscles!"
'fu*k this sounds even more strange!' he cursed himself for making such a lame excuse.
"Don't worry little brother, I understand hahaha!" said the old monk with a laugh.
"Lets go; lets go, little brother! We can't eat food here." said the old monk as he shifted to the other room.
Sittiing on the table, the old monk saw Wang jun looking at the lavishly prepared meal strangely, so he immediately said " little brother, a caravan of a nobel prilgrims just left this morning, leaving behind a large quantity of food! So eat a much as you want, I have already stored much for myself."
"Thank you! Old Yang." replied Wang jun, but the reason for his peculiar look wasn't the luxurious meal, but the prompt floating above it.
[Human intestine noodles,poisoned]
'...'
[Human leg cutlet,poisoned]
'...'
[Blood clot soup,poisoned]
'...'
'Demon! This Old Yang is definitely a demon'....Wang jun had thought that this Old Yang was just a regular powerful human, but now..!!
"Little brother, try my cooking! These are all my specialities, many people have praised my cooking skill because of these masterpieces" Old Yang said as he passed the [blood clot soup] to Wang jun.
'What dogshit masterpieces, this is definitely a [Blood clot soup].....God!!' He could even see the Dark red balls floating in the bowl and shouted internally.
He stared at his plate, filled with various 'exotic' materials. Even though he was using the shadow body, he couldn't bring himself to eat these 'masterpieces'.
"Uh...Old Yang...I have been suffering from constipation lately, so my doctor has recommended to only eat frui..."
Wang jun was about to refuse Old Yang, but suddenly he felt a chill pass through his spine, the temperature of his surroundings suddenly dropping.
Looking up, he almost fainted from fright!.
Sitting beside him was a gigantic figure, its face entirely translucent, devoid of irises and pupils, left with only whites, with two streaks of blood-red tears painting his face.
Its head, adorned with a crazed smile, looked at Wang jun, as if ready to attack the moment he completed his sentence.
'Sh*t, is this also considered an insult?!!' he suddenly remembered the old man's [Demonic cook] title.
"Oo...or..not, I had a very exhasting day..so i should..definitely eat more protein." Wang jun said.
"Tskk..."
Listening to Fang lui's words, 'Old Yang' clicked his tongue, his face returning to normal.
"That's the spirit little brother, here! Try this" Old yang picked a piece of Cutlet and brought it to Wang jun's mouth 'personally' feeding him.
Wang jun stared at the piece, he could even spot a small strand of hair swaying from the corner of the cutlet.
Wang jun had a urge to vomit, but looking at Old Yang's changing expression, he quietly opened his mouth and directly swallowed the piece.
"....."
"How's the taste little brother, Isn't it good? Hahaha" said Old Yang.
"....."
By the end of dinner, Wang jun's expression was already numb, he just kept staring at the void.
.........