In just 30 minutes, I saw at least 10 potions scattered on the table, all of which looked like they would kill if I drank them.
Though Adam handled all those potions with precision, he used the alchemical burner to brew everything.
And now that it was all done, he reached into his dinsional ring and pulled out a massive cauldron.
Then, he wagged his finger at and gestured for to follow him outside, which was what I did.
Plopping the cauldron down as far away from his ho as possible, he filled 80% of it with water, and then the rest with all the poisons he brewed.
"Stir it yourself. Once it’s pitch black, take off all your clothes and jump in."
At his words, I raised my brow.
"I saw you ntion acid... Isn’t this a little bit too dangerous?"
"As dangerous as pissing off the person who has their life in your hands," Adam replied.
I let out a sigh.
"Once Aliyah cos back, you’ll be thanking ."
As if he wasn’t petty already, he tossed a small stick, and after subtly showing the middle finger, he went back to his hut, slamming the door shut.
Staring at the stick, I felt like beating him up.
But then again, even if he’s a healer, he’s still around Grade 60 in power.
He would probably beat my ass instead.
So like the kind, gentle, and pacifistic person that I was, I decided to just roll with it.
Taking out a few Clorafite Weapons, I turned them into a giant spoon and began stirring.
After just 10 minutes, the poisons mixed together, and the liquid turned black.
I stared at it for a bit, then took off my shirt and pants, and right as I was about to take my underwear off as well, I slightly turned my head back to the hut, spotting Clentine who stared at through the window.
She wore a smirk on her face, but once she realized that I saw her, she imdiately closed the blinds.
What a silly idiot.
I took my underwear off, then with my Telekinesis, I hovered over the bubbling cauldron, until finally mustering up the courage to subrge myself.
The mont my feet touched the liquid, I heard a crack, followed by my skin ripping off, revealing shattered bone.
At first, my eyes widened in shock at what I was seeing.
Though not long after, the agonizing pain of having my skin boiled and ripped off hit , causing my vision to blur, and my senses to scream at to back off.
But I didn’t.
Even with my body being torn apart and boiled alive, I continued lowering myself, until eventually, half of my body was subrged.
Then, with one final deep breath, I subrged the rest of my body under the poison and began enduring the full brunt of this torture.
Not before protecting my beard, hair, and eyebrows with Telekinesis, of course.
***
[Clentine’s POV]
Staring at Amon’s skin bubbling and peeling off, my heart dropped.
But just as I was about to run out of the hut, Adam placed a hand on my shoulder and shook his head.
"Don’t worry about him. He regenerates faster than the poison can damage him."
"But—"
"It’s fine."
He let out a sigh and backed off.
"With that unnaturally high ntal resilience of his, he would probably jump into a volcano if you told him it’d give him power."
Haah?
Who does he think he is?
"Don’t badmouth Amon."
Soone so stupid and selfish has no right to badmouth him.
"It was a complint."
He t my eyes.
"I’m saying his ntal resilience is too high for an ordinary person."
The mont Adam said that, I was imdiately reminded of sothing.
The reason why Amon suggested visiting this guy in the first place.
"What does it an when soone blanks out, but is still conscious?"
"You ought to be a bit more specific."
At his words, I fell into thought for a mont.
Amon had talked about it a few tis in bed, so I knew all the details.
And since Amon might’ve forgotten about it...
"Back before his horns beca permanent, he kept blanking out and becoming very ruthless."
"He said it’s like soone else takes his place, and while he can take back control, he ntioned that he didn’t feel like he needed to, since every ti this has happened, the situation needed ruthlessness."
Adam stared at for a mont, then walked over to his chair and sat down.
He was silent for a bit, and I got a little worried that it was sothing really bad.
"Before I start brainstorming, I must ask. Do you know the reason behind his demonization and high ntal resilience?"
I nodded.
What I didn’t expect, though, was his next question.
"Tell all about the reasons."
"...What?"
"If you want to help him, I need to know the root and cause. I’m a doctor, and I don’t share my patients’ information with anyone else. Everything you tell stays with . I give you my word."
"..."
Can I trust him?
I’m not the best judge of people like Amon.
And Amon did just expose Adam in front of Aliyah.
But out of everyone in the world, I felt like Adam was one of the only people who might be able to help.
And so, I slowly began to explain Amon’s circumstances.
All the details of the Project, and more importantly, the 100 years Amon had spent all alone, which made his ntal Resistance reach the max level.
And when I was finally finished, Adam just stared at in shock.
"Oh dear..."
He almost fell off his chair.
"You’re telling he drank and absorbed the unpurified blood of a Demon King?"
"Not only that... His human mind endured 100 years in sensory deprivation? Shit."
He shook his head.
"None of those should be possible."
But seeing my silence, he rely closed his eyes and took a breath.
"Alright."
"Based on what you told , I have an idea on what the problem might be."
"Just promise that no matter what, you won’t tell Amon..."
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