Success or Failure

But I don't know if it's as I initially planned, through blocking the drug and possessing extremely strong [delay] effects.

The effective drug successfully eliminated the [time-limited effect] of the herbal medicine.

If I could truly achieve that, I would be back to being a child, essentially living a second life.

Although achieving this wouldn't have much effect on someone who was already in his prime, for some elderly people who were already halfway to their graves and in their twilight years, this medicine could be considered a miracle.

After confirming that no side effects were observed in the short term, Fitz took a sharp knife from the cabinet.

These were props he had prepared beforehand.

If he fails and is tormented by the effects of the poison, this knife will be his only tool for redemption.

However, the current situation is still in a positive direction; at least he doesn't have to commit suicide.

After heating the blade over the fire for a while, Fitz spotted a piece of flesh on his arm, then, without batting an eye, gritted his teeth and swiftly chopped it down.

Thanks to the knife's sharpness, the pain from the wound hadn't even started to rise when the flesh on my arm fell off and I caught it.

The excruciating pain only surged up when he began to disinfect the wound.

When he couldn't bear it any longer, he bit open another bottle of [a pain-relieving potion] with his teeth and gulped it down. He felt much better once the medicine took effect.

To be honest, ever since that incident where he used his own body to test drugs, Galan knew that Fitz's obsession with drugs and his ruthlessness towards himself were absolutely top-notch.

But I never imagined he would do something like this.

After treating his wound, Fitz didn't dwell on it anymore, instead focusing all his attention on the piece of flesh that had been ripped from his body.

Although he had many ways to help his body recover quickly, he hadn't made any preparations beforehand.

Because he didn't care at all about how his body would change, as long as he could ensure that he wouldn't die from excessive blood loss or bacterial infection.

Nothing else was within his consideration.

Fitz carefully placed the piece of meat on an alchemical apparatus, then picked it up with a pair of tweezers and dipped it into a pre-prepared testing solution.

This Potion was prepared specifically to test its efficacy.

The medicinal effect was a [Evil Gu Poison] he had specially formulated, capable of compressing a living being's life energy and converting it into Mana power in an extremely short time.

If one's body were truly and perfectly transformed back to childhood for a fresh start, then the piece of flesh cut from one's body would decay and disappear quickly in a normal manner, just like this.

However, if one only prolongs the duration of the herbal medicine's effects, then the meat will suddenly change after decaying to a certain extent, and then undergo a second incubation.

That means that when life energy is compressed, the still-vibrant body will be judged as having expired and will revert to its original state of being in its twenties.

With my close observation, I can be sure I won't be wrong about either outcome, so all I need to do now is calmly observe everything.

As time ticked by, the piece of meat inside the reagent was visibly decaying.

But until it finally disappeared, nothing else changed.

Fitz watched all this in silence until he saw the result, at which point his long-dormant eyes erupted with wild joy.

"Ugh, what bad luck... Who knew you needed proof of assets to even look at a house in this world..."

"Galan scratched his head, feeling so embarrassed by the scene that he wanted to disappear into the ground.

He had originally shown Lia a house that was quite nice in both location and construction, but during the conversation, he was asked to demonstrate his financial strength before he could go inside for a tour.

Hoping for a stroke of luck, Galan opened his wallet in front of the agent.

Under the other party's casual glance, the few Rassil Gold Coins that I had deliberately placed on top were pushed aside, revealing the gleaming silver Shtrel Silver Coins underneath.

With this kind of wealth, even if they squander it on eating, drinking, and having fun for several more years, it wouldn't be a problem.

However, buying a house like this would be quite difficult.

Even if you grit your teeth and actually buy it, your life afterwards will become a big problem.

Therefore, in this situation, Galan was unsurprisingly classified as incapable of payment by the agent and was honorably turned away.

Lia, who had witnessed the whole thing, giggled as she entered the Inn.

"If I had known it would turn out like this... I would have stayed with you there a little longer and bought some roasted sweet potatoes to eat."

Galan touched her uncooperative belly and felt a wave of regret.

Why insist on putting on a show of wealth when you can actually do something big?

Why didn't you just turn around and leave when they initially gave you a hint? Why did you have to expose everything before you were satisfied?

"Hey! I knew you wanted some. Actually, I secretly ran back and bought two more, hehe. I was just getting my turn when I ran back!"

Seemingly feeling that she had gotten a huge advantage by not having to queue, Lia smiled happily.

She pulled out two still-warm roasted sweet potatoes from her clothes. They had clearly been carefully stored close to her body, otherwise they would have gone cold after so long.

"I noticed you weren't very happy earlier, so I didn't take it out. Now that you're hungry, you can eat it."

When Galan saw the roasted sweet potato she handed him, his eyes inexplicably welled up with tears.

When did I become so moved by such a small thing?

It must be because he was surprised to see such a sensible side of Lia and was amazed by her growth! Yes, that must be it!

Galan kept reinforcing his mental suggestion, eating the roasted sweet potato in his hand with tears streaming down his face. He didn't even notice the disheveled child standing in front of him, and just walked straight into him. "Damn it! Galan, are you deliberately not looking at me? Are you trying to kill me?"

Hearing the thunderous sound, Galan finally noticed the boy who had been standing in front of him.