Caleb turned to look at the pill inside the furnace. It was black like charcoal to the point that he started if he failed his concoction.
'Fuck me! Did I accidentally fry this shit?'
Speechless, he took the black pill in his hand and made it rest on his palm. He scrutinized it with doubt. "Ahmm... Did I fail? This looks nothing special."
Hearing this, David shook his head. How could someone fail even at the basic pill creation? As long as someone doesn't stray, his gaze at the stone. The success rate of a concoction of the most basic Tier 9 pill is 90%. As for Tier 8, it has a 70% success rate, followed by 50% for Tier 7 pills.
For every rank of the pill, the chances decrease by 20%. Of course, there are a lot of factors that determine the success of a concoction.
"Don't worry. There's nothing wrong with that pill. It looks ordinary because that's just a Tier 9 pill."
"I won't get poisoned? Am I?" Even though he asked this question. He had already thrown the pill in his mouth.
Then Caleb waited for a few seconds and nothing happened. 'Hmmm...'
Suddenly, he felt a wriggling feeling in his stomach that made him quite uncomfortable. It was making him want to vomit, but he tried his best to suppress it.
It's not the end yet. He felt the surroundings changed. The colors became more colorful. Red became redder, blue became bluer, and green became greener. It doesn't make sense, but also makes sense at the same time.
He felt like he was inside a canvas. Then, an intense discomfort appeared in his heart because he suddenly felt murmurings out of nowhere. Hundreds. No... Thousands of voices emerged out of nowhere and sounded continuously in his ears.
Low pitch and high pitch, the murmuring grew intense. He tried to listen to it, but he felt his headache intensify as he did so. 'Ahhhh!!! Fuck this! Am I going crazy?'
"Don't listen to them! As much as possible, think about something else."
Curious, he began to feel himself. A few seconds later, a smile appeared on his face. 'Not bad. Not bad... It seems my decision to choose the shadow path isn't wrong!'
He received two abilities. One passive and one active. The two abilities are useful and he could already imagine their uses on the battlefield.
With a satisfied face, Caleb nodded at David and went out of the room. He despises the other party so much. Him, not helping was understandable. However, deliberately not warning him was foul play. He almost went crazy from the side effects.
David stared at Caleb's leaving back. 'This kid is a bit strange. How did he manage to survive the side effects of the shadow path? Such a strong will. This is bad news for me and the higher-ups. It seems I need to monitor him. If he reaches Tier 6, I need to dispose of him myself or it would bring a lot of trouble.' .net
Unknown to Caleb, he had already become a future potential threat in David's heart.
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"Johan, how is it? Do you feel the power?"
As Caleb went out of the door. He saw Andre, Luna, and Clifford eagerly waiting for him.
Caleb put a wary smile on his face. He hasn't gotten over the side effects yet. The pain and the frequency. It was like the ones in the stories he had heard. Don't look or listen to higher beings or you'll go crazy. Thinking of this, he couldn't help but let out a bitter sigh
"Well, it was fine. I just want to rest for now... I'm damn tired."
"Huh? Why are you tired? Shouldn't you feel energetic after the transformation?" Andre asked.
Luna and Clifford stare at Caleb's face. Now that they look carefully. They finally noticed the exhaustion on the latter's face.
'What happened to him?' Luna mused.
"Well, the path that I took. It's side effects... It's damn hell." Caleb knew he wasn't tired physically. But spiritually. After all, he mobilizes his spirit just to prevent the side effects of the transformation.