Blood Evolution System Chapter 79
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Vincent looked at the timetable of the classes that are to be held today by using his all-purpose quantum student ID card.
"Hmm..." In the very next second, he happens to notice that there are still four hours left before the beginning of the promising class of the instructor of weapon training, 'I still have a lot of time left to myself, I should skim through these books for valuable information that might end up helping Old Miller and Leilani,' he thought before inserting the quantum card back into the slot at the edge of the table and activating the barrier of privacy.
Deciding on finding a solution to Old Miller's ailment first and foremost, Vincent picked up a book on the subject of poison and began skimming through the content, as he didn't have a lot of time, yet he did not dare to miss a single important clue that would be useful in curing his Uncle.
He had happen to chance upon Old Miller taking some kind of suppressant when he lived in the orphanage. At that time, he didn't know what kind of suppressant it was. Of course, later on, he connected the dots and found out that they were poison suppressants after Old Miller told him that he was afflicted with a beast's poison.
"Although he said that it was nothing to worry about, how can I not worry? I am not a kid who won't understand the pain of having his energy channel poisoned! The poison must be terrifying poison to take root in Uncle Miller's energy channel. He must be living day by day in pain. I want to help him out no matter what. There must be a way to detoxify energy channels from poison. There must be!"
Vincent sounded desperate and emotional as Old Miller was not only his spiritual support but also his emotional support.
After the death of his parents, anger and resentment has taken root in his mind.
Vincent's innate racial trait decreased the effect emotion has on his mind, but it doesn't eradicate them. In simpler words, it suppresses emotions that would affect his judgment-making skills negatively.
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Still, it also has a limit and couldn't suppress emotions overflowing in every fiber of his being.
He knew the two negative emotions were bound to grow and one day overtake his rationality.
A person overflowing with anger and resentment lashes out at every person in every turn.
He would have become a bully, the type of person he hates the most as they torture and suppress others for no reason when every life should be cherished.
It was he who helped him take the right path after the death of his parents.
His uncle's teaching helped him redirect the anger and resentment suppress in his body towards a better goal.
Old Miller didn't let him suppress the negative emotions as he knew that if it continues, he will one day snap and end up doing things he would regret from the depth of his heart.
Thanks to him, he was able to come to terms with himself.
Vincent promised to never bottle up feelings inside of him even though his racial trait allows him to do that better than the others.
He knew the pain that comes with trying to endure everything by oneself and the relaxation that seeps into every fiber of one's being just by asking for someone's help.
"He told me to get help. He told me that it doesn't make a person any less manly if he asks for help. He extended a hand towards me and helped me out of emotional pain and darkness creeping in every corner of my body. Yet, he is silently enduring pain by himself. Uncle, you are a fool. You could have just asked for help. Although you didn't, I will see to it that you are cured of the poison in your body."
If it wasn't for Old Miller, Vincent didn't know whether or not he would truly have ended up becoming a monster.
How could he let such a person die without trying?
As the memories of the past surfaced, his eyes glowed in a crimson hue, and his speed of skimming through the texts intensified. Still, he was too slow.
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The book in front of him contained 300 pages filled with texts and no pictures!
It would take quite a while to get through it even though he was just skimming.
It was at this moment, the heirloom of his family came to his rescue.
‹ It will take a lot of time to read these books even if you skim through them, but if you just place your hands on top of them and allow me to use my information transferring function, I can scan the book, store the information into my database and transfer all of it in your brain within a few seconds. Of course, it will come with a small cost of 1 unit of purified life energy per book as I need it to activate my information transferring function. Will you accept? ›
"Wow!"
An exclamation of astonishment escaped Vincent's lips.
He already knew that the system could transfer memories inside his brain in a few seconds, yet it was his first time hearing that it could also scan information present in the book and store it in its database.
"When did you unlock such a function?"
‹ When you reached level 4 ›
"Is it the energy sense spell matrix?"
‹ Yes, indeed. By using the energy sense spell matrix, I can scan text written in the book and do a lot of other things, too. However, it requires purified life energy to activate ›
The purified life energy is the experience points Vincent earns after completing quests and killing beasts.
‹ For something as minuscule as scanning textbooks, I only need a unit of purified life force ›
"Alright, I want you to scan books one by one while transferring knowledge inside my mind." Vincent placed one of his hands on the book.
‹ As you command! ›
‹ 1 unit of life force has been detected ›
‹ -1 XP ›
‹ Remaining XP: 16 ›
‹ The textbook has been scanned. The information has been stored in the database ›
‹ The information shall now be transferred to your mind ›
Vincent's eyes closed as he felt an enormous amount of information becoming a part of his subconscious.
‹ 1… 50… 100%. Data transferring has been completed ›
At the very moment, his eyes jolted open.
A pleasant smile spread on his somewhat terrified yet excited face because of what he found out.
"Well, now there's no need to scan the other books. I got the information I needed. Sadly, there is no way to detoxify energy channels without killing a person."
A person whose energy channels are poisoned can only use a suppressant to suppress the poison.
"However, there is still a way to help Uncle Miller."
‹ Do you even know what you are thinking of doing? ›
"Yes!" Vincent clenched his fist as both his hearts shuddered in fear and excitement.
"The poison in his body can't be detoxified, but I can make it that he is immune to poison."
‹ You will have to kill a Monster Lord with poisonous glands to obtain an evolution material that grants poison immunity! You are too weak to face such an existence! ›
A monster lord is an existence stronger than magical and demonic beasts. They are called lord as they reign over a territory of their own.
"I know a monster lord can kill me with mere pressure alone as I am weak right now, but after obtaining a legacy from the island of wisdom and training in it, I will be able to stand on equal grounds against a Monster Lord. That's when I will hunt my first Monster Lord!"
Vincent internally promised in both honor and name to fight a Monster Lord once he is strong enough for Old Miller's sake.
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