Hun Suo held the Sprite, took a sip, then savored it carefully.
He felt countless tiny bubbles bursting in his mouth. An icy chill instantly filled his entire mouth, bringing an incomparable sense of refreshment.
After swallowing it, it felt as though a cold current condensed from ice swept through his body, calming much of his originally restless mood.
No, it did not merely feel that way.
This item called Sprite truly had an effect on his mind.
Hun Suo stared at the Sprite in his hand in shock. His vertical pupils had almost narrowed into thin slits, and he simply could not believe what was happening.
Just as he had expected, Sprite possessed a special effect as well.
Only this time, it did not act upon the body, but directly upon the mind.
Perhaps because he had grown accustomed to that omnipresent connection after receiving the god's blessing, Hun Suo had inexplicably fallen into a state of agitation after the connection vanished.
Now that inexplicable influence had disappeared. To his surprise, he found that he could actually think clearly and rationally again.
And not only that—the mental energy he had consumed had been completely restored, as if he had never suffered the injuries caused by Spatial Turbulence.
The feeling was like stepping outside after recovering from a serious illness and bathing beneath golden morning rays, as though his entire being had been reborn.
Hun Suo was already completely immersed in his shock at Sprite's effects.
As for concerns such as "this may very well be an experiment," they had long been tossed beyond the nine heavens. An experiment was an experiment—he only wished for more experiments like this.
The only thing Hun Suo found difficult to accept was that this world was simply too barren and lonely. Aside from