Seeing the potion's name, Wu Heng raised an eyebrow.
It was a potion that had never appeared before.
In other words, this was a Level 4 Corpse Core Potion.
The thought instantly filled him with joy.
It had been made at just the right time, completed before the coming battle.
Even if it only enhanced his attributes, it would still help in the battles ahead.
"Is this a new potion?" Granda asked as she passed through the wall.
Xiaoxiao followed up, "What level Corpse Core Potion is this? You've been researching it for so long that I've forgotten what level you got to."
"Level 4!" Wu Heng said. "It was made using a Zombie King's Corpse Core."
As he spoke, he held the potion up to the light for a closer look. The pale blue liquid swirled within the glass bottle, occasionally flashing with a trace of silver.
It seemed to contain some sort of special energy.
Xiaoxiao muttered from the side, "You only just got to Zombie Kings? We already have level 20 Corpse Cores."
Zombie King was a name given by the various shelters in the Modern World, representing level 18.
But level 20 Corpse Cores had already begun appearing one after another in the prison.
That made level 18 seem rather slow.
"It's not that bad. We can't ask for too much," Wu Heng said.
"Level 18 is already this slow!" Xiaoxiao lay across his shoulder. "By the time you research Level 20, you'll be an old man."
"Like that old mage, with a huge beard," Granda said.
Beni smiled as well. "Wu Heng would probably look good with a beard."
"You're thinking way too far ahead. And you're underestimating a hero's lifespan," Wu Heng said, putting the potion into his Spatial Ring.
He then looked at