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Lycorina: "...That's true!"
The hero's consistent habit is to eat when he is injured or in pain, because he can recover from everything by eating. Why would he need to take medicine?
Taking medicine might not be as effective as eating!
However, what An Yi didn't say was that it was only one aspect.
Another aspect is...
These medicinal herbs do not exist in the human world at all.
It's not that they don't exist at all, but they are extremely rare.
Any herb picked up here could be treasured as a family heirloom in a human pharmacy.
This is a herb with magical properties, can its effects be the same as normal herbs?
It's commonplace in the demon realm, but in the human world, even a small piece of it is considered a great tonic!
Human territory has very little magic, so it can't produce anything of value, let alone make anything for a hero to eat.
After making the magic potion and the life potion, An Yi drank the water in the pot and then began to say, "Your Highness, water," before making the third potion.
"What is this?" Layton asked from the side.
“Endurance potion?” Lycorina deduced.
“No.” An Yi shook her head.
There is no such thing as an endurance potion.
To restore health, you need a medicine that stimulates recovery.
To restore mana, you need a potion that stimulates mana recovery.
So where do these recovery abilities come from?
The energy provided by the medicine is one part, while the other part needs to be quickly activated by the hero's stamina. ★
The hero's body is like a sophisticated machine, and the ability to instantly recover is achieved through the machine's high-speed operation.
These recovery potions are merely lubricants to speed things up; what the body truly needs is food as its energy source.
The energy provided by medicine cannot compare with that of food.
Ultimately, medicine is only for supplementary use.
Just like nutritional supplements can't replace meals.
"What we're making now is a potion to interfere with magical beasts; we've tested it before and it works on goblins."
An Yi said calmly.
……
Two weeks have passed since Bunge entered human territory.
From the day it was taken away, it was taken into a fenced-off city.
It's like a pigsty.
It obtained very important intelligence—
Humans also domesticate other humans.
In this city, all humans are like slaves, and to survive, they can only abide by human rules.
First of all, the people here do not have the freedom to speak.
As long as you are inside the city, you must not make any noise on the streets outside.
If you need to talk, you must go inside.
Then, the people here do not have the right to move freely.
The only time humans can walk on the streets each day is when they eat together and when they go out to search the ruins.
From morning till night, I go out, eat, and finally return to my residence.
These two rules alone made it difficult for Bunge to gather intelligence.
It even felt a pang of regret, thinking that it should never have infiltrated the human slave community!
Not in the middle ←‖ turn ☆→ Qun: 贰°娰∩±四"/钐］【五~〈溜→⊙过，Although the rules here are very strict, the management of the number of people is quite loose.
It had seen humans searching the ruins sneak away many times, and even if those "soldiers" didn't notice, it was hard to escape its eyes as a level ten demon.
Almost every day, people take advantage of the search to escape into the shadows of the ruins.
Even if there were a few fewer people on the carriage each day, the soldiers wouldn't give it a second glance.
Perhaps unable to survive in the ruins of the demon realm, some humans who had escaped for several days would secretly return each day, returning to that kind of imprisoned management.
It is worth mentioning that these "soldiers" did not care about the "slaves" talking outside the city.
As long as you don't stop what you're doing, whether you want to chat or laugh, no soldier will care.
However, as soon as they return to the city, they fall into complete silence.
On his very second day after arriving, he witnessed a human being shot dead on the spot by soldiers simply for shouting in the street.
To ordinary humans, these soldiers were like gods descending to earth. The unfortunate human who shouted was struck down by a soldier with beast ears and a beast tail, his head spinning three times before he died on the spot.
Bad news: intelligence is hard to obtain.
Good news: its inability to speak has actually kept its demonic identity hidden.
No one knew that it couldn't speak human language at all.
No one knew that it couldn't understand human speech at all.
Moreover, within this city, there were eight other demons who had infiltrated like it, all of whom were kept in check by these regulations.
The demons in these cities generally don't speak human language; they've only learned a few small greetings from human conversations.
If it weren't for these regulations, it probably would have been exposed long ago, right?
As night fell, the "demons" gathered in the same building.
As long as you don't talk on the street or make too much noise indoors, the "soldiers" won't bother you.
"What intelligence have you gathered today?" one of the "demons" asked.
Bunge sat to the side, listening attentively and waiting for the others to speak.
This group of "demons" formed a small mutual aid society here, and they would share their experiences every night.
Even if the information obtained is minimal, it's better than doing nothing at all.
Bunge doesn't dislike the mutual aid society.
In this cold human world, the demons from different cities helped each other, which made him feel quite warm.
It reports intelligence to Black Crow City every day, and with its strength, it could easily slip away from the "soldiers".
The people in Black Crow City also asked him if he needed help or assistance from other demons.
Bunge's answer was "No need."
Its actions are not dangerous, and no matter how many more demons come, they will only become members of this mutual aid society, so there is no need to send reinforcements.
A demon stood up: "I've discovered something very important."
I carefully observed the appearance of those soldiers and checked on them at different times.
After nearly six months of observation, I discovered...
They seem to not need to eat, drink, or excrete.
I'm on duty every single minute of the day.
"this?!"
"No need to eat or drink?!"
"Not even pulling the arrow?!"
The expressions of the group of "demons" changed drastically, and even Bangji was startled.
This is indeed a major discovery!
It's a newbie who's only been here for two weeks, so there's not much for it to observe.
This senior colleague had been observing for half a year, and what he came to was this terrible result!
Even demons cannot avoid eating, drinking, and defecating; even elemental creatures need to replenish their magic power regularly.
But these humans...
These humans...
How could such a creature exist in the world?!
Imagine a war breaking out, and a horde of monsters that don't need to eat or sleep attacking the battlefield day and night—what a terrifying sight that would be!
"Senior, is this situation true?" Bangji asked solemnly.
“I think it’s true, after all… everyone has witnessed it,” another “demon” said.
Bangji's eyes widened as images of the soldiers he had seen in the past flashed through his mind.
Indeed, they were like a group of monsters who never rested or ate, always on duty.
"Is it possible that they took advantage of the fact that we couldn't see them to eat and drink?"
At this point, dissenting voices emerged.
Bangji nodded thoughtfully.
Yes, this is completely illogical.
Humans are a race weaker than demons, how could they have such abilities?
"Bullshit!" the "demon" who had provided the information roared in fury. "I've been watching them for half a year! How many minutes are there in a day? I've chopped the whole day into pieces and checked every single minute!"
What kind of nonsense are you spouting off like that?!
Do you think I didn't look carefully enough?!