The extraordinary journey begins with the Ouroboros Stele.

Chapter 13 [Type 1 Potion - The Boiling Heart of the Night]

Lin Ye put down the boxing manual at the computer desk and turned on the computer.

A buzzing sound filled the quiet room.

Silently reciting "Monument," black mist surged from the ouroboros mark on the back of his hand, and a black monument appeared.

His gaze fell on the achievement reward at the bottom that had not yet been unlocked: ["Soul Whale Fist" Level 1 (1/100)].

Compared to others, he has the Monument in his possession. His biggest advantage, besides being able to use potential points to allocate points, is that his status is stable.

Experience points will not decrease, so there is no situation where "a day without practice is a hundred days wasted".

This alone can achieve twice the result with half the effort, giving one a great advantage in cultivation.

If you add potential points and magic potions, his growth rate will be even faster.

He put away the monument and looked at the cover of the "Soul Whale Fist" manual in front of him, the dark red text reflected in his eyes.

"Third level, formal disciple."

I wonder if formal disciples have access to the secret medicine?

Perhaps we could get in touch with them beforehand through the teacher?

This could be considered an advantage; perhaps he could even obtain better secret medicines through his teacher's connections.

A flash of light interrupted his thoughts. The computer screen finished loading, and he immediately opened the intranet of the Purchasing Department of Coastal University.

Type "叠罗子" into the search box and press Enter.

The page redirects, and a series of purchase records appear.

Lin Ye's face lit up with joy. "Yes!"

Click on the details and you'll see the price box. It's not expensive, 20 yuan per jin.

However, it's not oil from the styrax plant; you need to grind the oil yourself.

Slide the mouse to find the latest record, check the inventory, and it shows 0.

Looking at the '0', Lin Ye frowned. Did he have to wait until the start of the semester?

My fingertips unconsciously scrolled the mouse wheel, and the page scrolled up and down accordingly.

Suddenly, his gaze sharpened, and he slid the mouse to the bottom.

Supplier contact number: 9547......666

Without hesitation, he took out his phone and dialed the number.

As an old song with a distinctly vintage feel played halfway through, a "buzz" sounded and the phone connected.

"crooked?"

An elderly voice came from the other end of the phone.

"Hello, sir, I wanted to ask if you still have any radishes?"

Lin Ye asked directly.

"Dieluozi?"

The old man on the other end muttered for a while.

"It's gone now. That stuff isn't worth much, only two yuan a pound, so we don't usually get much when we go up the mountain."

Two pieces...

Lin Ye glanced at the purchase record and said, "Old man, how about this? I'll pay fifty yuan per jin and buy ten jin."

"Besides that, I'll give you an extra 500 for your trouble, making it 1,000. Can you get it for me?"

If it's ten pounds, the oil produced would definitely be enough to apply to his back, and a thousand yuan is within his expectations.

Actually, he had considered going up the mountain to collect them himself.

But the primary goal now is to practice boxing. Since that can be solved with some money, there's no need to waste time on that.

Anyone who has played games knows that every minute during the early development stage is crucial, as there is plenty of time to waste once you've developed.

Besides, the old man is so old, he should just earn a little money.

There was a moment of silence on the other end of the phone, but you could hear that their breathing had become somewhat rapid.

"Okay! But it's inconvenient in the mountains, so you'll have to come and get it yourself."

Lin Ye slightly moved his phone away and quietly looked at the screen.

Going into the mountains? A double-cross?

I shook my head. No, this situation should be called murder and robbery.

However, he quickly dismissed the idea.

The other party didn't know anything about him; if he were so reckless, he would have vanished long ago.

Besides, this is a supplier for Coastal University, after all.

"Okay, I'll come over then," he said.

"Okay, it'll take me two or three days to get into the mountains. Let's add each other on WeChat first, and I'll contact you when the time comes."

After hanging up the phone, a new contact popped up on SuperMessage in less than half a minute.

After adding him, he didn't waste any time and sent a deposit of 500 yuan. After receiving the deposit, the other party replied with a salute emoji.

After putting down his phone, he thought for a moment and then found the purchase records for black snail grass.

Unfortunately, there is no supplier information. This product is quite expensive, so it may be from a teacher's private channel.

After shutting down the intranet and sitting quietly for a while, he stood up and started practicing the Soul Whale Fist in the room.

......

"Splash—"

More than two hours later, the bathroom door opened, Lin Ye grabbed a towel from the side to dry his hair, and glanced in the mirror.

My cheeks are a bit thinner than before, but my muscle definition is more pronounced, which indicates that my body fat percentage is decreasing.

And after the training just now, the heat sensation is steadily receding towards the width of five fingers.

After changing my clothes and stepping out of the bathroom, the front door of the house opened with a "click".

Jiang Weilan returned carrying groceries and saw Lin Ye with a delighted expression. "How's your training going?"

Lin Ye was overwhelmed by the family affection he had never experienced before, and for a moment he was a little stunned, nodding blankly.

"Good."

Jiang Weilan's smile widened. "Wow, that's amazing! What would you like to eat tonight? Mom will make it for you."

"Nine-Turned Intestines," Lin Ye said woodenly.

Jiang Weilan's expression changed, and she nodded stiffly.

"Okay, I need to buy groceries."

I went back to my bedroom and sat down at my computer desk.

Lin Ye glanced back outside, then turned his gaze to the "Elementary Potions Handbook" in front of him.

Opening the journal, I skipped over the previously translated recipe for the potion "Black Goat's Night".

Turning to the next page, on the left is a sketch, which, although only in pencil color, is very realistic.

It looks like bamboo, but it's bare with no leaves, just a stick, with a lotus-shaped succulent growing at the top, which looks very plump.

Black bamboo lotus.

He translated the name of the plant, and immediately a wave of dizziness washed over him.

With his mind at ease, he looked at the notes in front of him and rubbed his temples.

Has the energy consumed during the last translation not been replenished yet?

I didn't pay too much attention and continued translating.

Type 1 Potion - Heart of the Boiling Night

Ingredients: 30g white tin powder, one black bamboo lotus flower, one golden night bat heart, 113 golden manes longer than 7cm, and 300g blood.

Potion effects:

1. Slightly enhances the user's strength and mental power.

2. Blessed by the Night Demon, possessing a weak ability to see in the dark.

"Thump!"

Lin Ye leaned on the computer desk with his elbow bent, and the carbon pen in his hand fell to the ground.

Holding onto the corner of the table, he tried to suppress the intense dizziness surging through his head; he felt as if the entire room had turned upside down.

"Phew~~~"

After a few minutes, I took a few deep breaths and slowly recovered.

Looking at the "Elementary Potions Handbook" in front of him, he breathed slightly and shook his head inwardly.

The damage from the last bout hasn't even subsided yet, and this time it's gotten much worse.

I can't translate anymore for now; it would be a greater loss if it caused any psychological harm.

Moreover, the most urgent task is to focus on mastering the basics of boxing, prioritizing the purchase of the "Die Luo Zi" (a type of scepter), while other materials can be postponed.

"Ono! Dinner's ready!"

Jiang Weilan's voice came from outside the door.

"They're here!"

Lin Ye responded, tilted his head back slightly, closed his eyes, and took a deep breath.

I opened my eyes and looked at the translated content in front of me.

"They all seem to be related to the night?"

Is it a problem with the knowledge transmission system, or simply a coincidence?

After a few seconds of silence, he stuffed the translated manuscript into the drawer.

Pushing open the door, Jiang Weilan was placing a plate of braised pork intestines on the table.

"Come on, try Mom's cooking!"

After sitting down, Jiang Weilan served a bowl of white rice, and Lin Ye picked up a piece of braised pork intestine and put it in his mouth.

The flavors of sour, sweet, bitter, spicy, and salty spread in the mouth. After chewing for a while and swallowing, the aftertaste is endless.

He used to love eating braised pork intestines.

But eating it again after dying once brings a different feeling; the bitterness is even greater.

Hmm, it's probably because too much MSG was added; it's probably not because it wasn't washed properly.

"It's delicious," he said.

"If it's delicious, then eat more. I'll give you all of it."

Jiang Weilan forced a smile and pushed the plate in front of Lin Ye.

After a while, she put down her chopsticks and looked at Lin Ye.

Lin Ye stopped what he was about to do and looked over.

"Ono, how about we go to your maternal grandfather's house for the New Year this year?"

Jiang Weilan spoke, sounding somewhat nervous.

Lin Ye nodded. "Okay."

"Okay! Eat up, eat more, finish all the braised pork intestines, it's a waste to throw them away."

......

The next day at noon, in the lobby of Whale Kill Boxing Gym.

Lin Ye slowly stopped moving, Chi Ke's upper body was covered in sweat.

Wipe away the sweat with a towel, walk to the vending machine and press the button.

After scanning the QR code to pay, the "Whale Kill Brand Roujiamo" fell down with a "bang".

After taking it out, I sat down on a bench nearby. My breathing gradually became steady, and my heartbeat began to slow down.

I tore open the roujiamo (Chinese hamburger) packaging and took a bite; the familiar taste stimulated my taste buds.

After a while, feeling the heat gradually cooling down inside my body, it became less intense compared to yesterday, barely reaching the width of five fingers.

I felt a little relieved. It seemed that even without the monument, I would be able to step onto the first floor in less than half a month.

Of course, there's nothing wrong with relying on your own efforts, but having a monument in hand can open up even more possibilities.

"Senior brother, we meet again."

Just then, a clear, cold voice entered my ears.

Looking up, Yan Yi was also holding a "Whale Kill Brand Roujiamo" in her hand.